Baojian

Chapter 130 Pingzhuang
"Feizi, where is the tomb you mentioned 150 steps to the right? It's a good location..."

Qin Feng's eyes extended along the cornfield to the distance, and said softly: "There is a backing mountain at the back, a green dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, a mountain in the front, a bright hall in the middle, and the winding water so that the wind can gather in the grave." Being angry makes people feel blessed and rich, extremely rich!"

"Brother Feng, do you also understand the theory of geomantic omen?"

After hearing Qin Feng's words, Leng Xiongfei opened his mouth wide in surprise, but it was because Qin Feng's words fully expressed the essence of the theory of geomantic omen and energy gathering, and it was in line with the terrain in front of him.

Leng Xiongfei heard from his grandfather that there was a large tomb here in the early years. After he came here, he searched for a few days before finding it. Unexpectedly, Qin Feng just took a look and said it, which made Leng Xiongfei couldn't help There is a deep sense of frustration.

"I also understand Bachazi's theory."

Qin Feng smiled and nodded, Bachazi is a strange door, and golden techniques such as divination, divination, divination, face-to-face, etc., including geomantic omen, are all included in it.

Although Qin Feng didn't have much experience in field surveys, he had a strong view of the overall situation. After listening to Leng Xiongfei's explanation for a while, combined with the surrounding landforms, he could immediately see the location of the tomb.

"Brother Feng, how can you hit people without taking you..."

Leng Xiongfei glanced at Qin Feng speechlessly, he really couldn't imagine, how did Qin Feng, who was actually several years younger than him, acquire so much knowledge?When he was Qin Feng's age, he couldn't even memorize those black words.

"There are specialties in the art industry, but what I know may not be perfect."

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "Feizi, the inheritance you have inherited is extensive and profound. As long as you understand it thoroughly, the reputation of a generation of masters will never be lost, so don't belittle yourself..."

You Zai is the kind of master who studies heaven and man. Qin Feng's vision is much wider than that of Leng Xiongfei. He knows that Feng Shui in China may still be classified as a feudal superstition.

However, in Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan and foreign countries, Fengshui theory is a topic that never fades. Whether it is the common people or high-ranking officials, almost everyone believes in it.

As for Qin Feng himself, he really committed the problem of learning too much, and it was not because he said that he was not proficient in skills. Qin Feng could master all the skills in the other eight schools.

It is also true, Qin Feng is a little bit confused now, he doesn't know which direction he should develop, and he follows the teacher's training and uses eight foreign skills to make money, Qin Feng always feels a little sorry for his master.

Therefore, Qin Feng would rather give up the thousand-door deception, which is the fastest way to get money, and go to this remote place to rob tombs. It may be that he has kept the teacher's training in his heart that he should not harm others and benefit himself.
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"Director He, here we are, this is Pingzhuang."

The two cars ran for about ten minutes on the country road of more than one kilometer. After entering the village, the road inside became narrower and narrower. Director Yang parked the car at the head of the village.

"How is it, Director He, are you tired? You people in the city can't bear this hardship, can you?"

Seeing Qin Feng getting off from the car behind, Director Yang handed over a cigarette, and said with a smile: "For a place like this, we go once a week, we know each other very well, and let the village chief cook some game at night. , let's have a drink."

"Yang Suo, you look down on people too much, don't you?"

Qin Feng took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for Director Yang, and said with a smile: "We are surveying, where have we not been? To tell you the truth, we can survive even in the deserted desert, let alone this There are mountains and water.”

"Hey, I really underestimated you. I thought that you would never go out as teachers."

Anyway, it was nonsense, Qin Feng blew it up with Director Yang vigorously, and the man in his 40s was stunned when he heard that the police are human too, there are so many things in this world that he doesn’t know .

"Where can it be? We do surveys and take students out every year."

Qin Feng smiled, and just as he was speaking, a group of half-sized boys who ran back when they entered the village earlier rushed out of the village at the head, followed by seven or eight people.

"Hey, Director Yang, welcome, didn't you just come here the day before yesterday, why are you here again?"

Walking behind the group of boys was an old man in his 50s. He came out wearing a white sweater with several holes in his chest, but the second sentence he opened his mouth after the welcome showed the level of the grassroots leaders. .

"Old Tang, do you think I'm willing to run to you?"

Director Yang shook hands with Village Chief Tang, dumbfounded, and said, "The fight between your village and Shangba Village is not over yet. I said you are not short of water. Why do you keep intercepting the water? This is not looking for trouble. Son..."

When Director Yang came to Pingzhuang, he dealt with the most problems because of the water use problems in several villages.

Pingzhuang is built along the mountain. The stream on the mountain runs continuously all year round and forms a small lake at the foot of the mountain. The excess water is diverted to several other villages outside the mountain by opening canals.

In the early years, there were no canals, and there were no conflicts between the several villages. However, after the canal was opened, the people in Pingzhuang felt that their water was being diverted, and they were naturally a little unbalanced.

Especially in one year of severe drought, there was not much water on the mountain, and the small lake was almost dried up, so Pingzhuang blocked the canals for diverting water, giving priority to ensuring the water for his own village.

But as a result, the village outside the mountain suddenly became unhappy. The people in the countryside are very angry. Several village chiefs fell out after sitting together without talking a few words. The men and horses continued to fight.

In the fight four or five years ago, a total of three people died in the four villages. This incident caused a lot of trouble at one time. Several villagers were arrested and convicted, so the enmity between several villages was settled.

Even if the weather is not dry, Pingzhuang deliberately intercepts some water to block the downstream villages.

A few days ago, there was another fight over the interception of the river. Fortunately, no one was killed. Director Yang almost broke his leg because of this matter. However, there is nothing wrong with Mr. Tang, the stubborn old man in the village. .

"Director Yang, the brats have nothing to do all day long, aren't they full of anger?"

Village head Tang is an old cunning, with a haha ​​on his lips, he changed the subject and said, "Look, it's just about time for dinner. The second son of Da Pao's family killed a wild boar yesterday, and I still have dried pheasants. Have a few drinks today!"

Seeing Village Chief Tang turn his head to let people into the village, Director Yang grabbed him and said, "Don't be too busy drinking, Old Tang, there are a few distinguished guests staying in your village today, you have to make arrangements for them." ah."

"Distinguished guest? Still living with us?"

Village head Tang's eyes were now on Qin Feng and the others. He originally thought that Director Yang brought people to eat game. This happened a lot before.

"Yes, this is Professor He from Pengcheng University of Geosciences. He brought his students to investigate the content of underground metal minerals here. It may take two or three days. He will live in your village."

Director Yang emphasized his tone a bit, and then said: "Old Tang, this is a political mission, you must receive it well, otherwise you will apply for funding for poor villages next year, you old boy, don't ask me for help!"

Pingzhuang relies on mountains and rivers, and the products of the mountains alone are actually enough to support a village.

It's just that the mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the road to the village is really difficult. The traffic restricts the development of the village, making Pingzhuang have to apply for poverty allocation every year, but the surrounding villages are the worst.

"How can it be, director Yang's guest, isn't that a distinguished guest?"

After hearing Director Yang's words, Village Chief Tang's old face was crowded like a chrysanthemum, and he turned around and shouted: "Hurry up, help the guests take all the things in, put them in Da Pao's house, and clean up their house point."

Village Chief Tang's prestige in the village is really not for bragging, when he yelled out a word, five or six half-year-olds came up and snatched the backpacks from Li Tianyuan and Leng Xiongfei's hands.

Li Tianyuan and Leng Xiongfei's bags were mostly clothes, and the real things were in the car, so they didn't give in at the moment, and walked towards the village surrounded by a group of people.

Since it is built on the mountain, the more you walk into the village, the higher the terrain will be. The ground is paved with long strips of bluestone. The whole village gives people a very simple feeling, like walking in a thousand-year-old town.

"He... What professor, do we really have gold and silver underground?"

Walking on the road, Village Chief Tang was talking to Qin Feng. He was scared of poverty. When Director Yang mentioned surveying precious metals just now, his eyes almost glowed green.

"It's Professor He!" Director Yang reminded angrily. The reason why he didn't say it was Director He was because he was afraid that old Tang would treat Qin Feng as a bureaucrat.

"Yes, yes, Professor He, the old man doesn't understand this, can you tell me?" Village head Tang nodded and bowed down, took out a box of cigarettes without filters, and handed one to Qin Feng and Director Yang.

"Mr. Tang, this is really hard to say."

Qin Feng took the cigarette, didn't control the smoke, directly took the lighter and lit it, exhaled a puff of smoke and said: "Dabie Mountain is rich in underground resources, that's for sure, gold and silver reserves are absolutely indispensable...

It's just that the traffic here is too inconvenient. Whether it can be mined or not depends on the reserves after the survey. Village Chief Tang, don't worry. If the reserves are rich, guard the gold and silver. Are you afraid that no one will invest in the future? "

This thousand-door deception also pays attention to specialization in skills. For this incident, Qin Feng did a lot of research. He knows the distribution of underground metal in Baoshi very well.

"Hey, someone said that more than ten years ago, what's the use of not being able to exchange money?"

After hearing Qin Feng's words, Village Chief Tang curled his lips, and became less interested, and led everyone to the Cannon's house he mentioned.

　PS: For the first update, continue to write Chapter 2. Do you still have your monthly and recommendation tickets?

　　
　
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