Shanjian Academy

Chapter 95 Xuanwu hides the head, the evil snake takes over! (Subscription required)

In the twilight.

Mu Zhengyang left the hospital and set foot on the top of Iron Mountain again.

The Gate Temple is the spiritual pivot of the Fengshui pattern of Tieshan Jinchan Wangyue, but the earth's atmosphere is still in a state of disorder.

Mu Zhengyang went down the mountain from the path and knocked on the red gate of the Damen Temple.

The plaque of "Gate Gate Temple" hanging on the top of the gate was carved by himself.

With the heavy sound of the door opening, the door was pulled away by tens of centimeters.

"Mr. Mu, you are here!"

Ming Le stretched out a round face from behind the gate, eyes cracked and smiled.

"To bother you again!" Mu Zhengyang said with a smile.

"Mr. Mu, last time you wrote on a wooden board through a piece of paper, the ink was able to seep into the wooden board. The other brothers in the temple want to see your demeanor!"

"Ming Le, you are really good at talking, no wonder Master Yuantong asked you to be in charge of the reception!"

"The monks don't tell lies, but the little monk speaks the truth!" Ming Le clasped his hands together and said earnestly.

"Hehe, I'm just kidding you! Where's Master Yuantong?"

"Master is chanting scriptures in the meditation room!"

"Chanting scriptures again? Master Yuantong, has it always been like this?"

Mu Zhengyang felt strange, it seemed that Monk Yuantong almost never left that meditation room at night.

"It's only the last month!" Ming Le said with some scruples, "Mr. Mu, I'll take you to the room where you lived last time! Wait until tomorrow morning, my master probably will come when he hears that you are coming I am so happy to come to you immediately!"

"kindness!"

Mu Zhengyang nodded.

The two entered the backyard of the temple. The backyard was empty, but the lights in every monk's house were on, but no one was outside.

Mu Zhengyang always felt that the atmosphere was a little weird.

Ming Le brought Mu Zhengyang to the guest room, and before closing the door, he warned again like last time, "Mr. Mu, if you have nothing to do at night, don't go out!"

"Oh? There's a man-eating monster in the yard?"

When Mu Zhengyang came last time, Monk Yuantong also told him this, and asked curiously.

"Of course not! It's just that the temperature is low at night, and the temperature difference between the inside and outside of the house is large, so it's easy to catch a cold!" Ming Le left the room with a smile.

It's still early.

Mu Zhengyang simply meditated on the bed and visualized his body, but his state of mind, which was like a calm ancient well, had slight ripples, and he had not yet entered a state of concentration due to his complicated emotions.

"Forget it, let's read!"

Mu Zhengchang had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​cultivating the inner qi chapter of "Baopuzi" Jindan volume, and walked back and forth in the room to read books under the moonlight shining in the room,
"The wife must insult herself, and then others will insult her; the family must destroy herself, and then others will destroy it; the country must destroy itself, and then others will attack it." ', this is also called..."

Mu Zhengyang didn't run the "Qiankun Haoran Nourishing Qi Jue", but simply read it, and after reading it a few times, his mood gradually calmed down.

midnight.

Dark clouds covered the moon.

Mu Zhengyang lay on the bed and fell asleep not long after.

There was boundless darkness in front of him, and there was a tall, pitch-black figure in the darkness, holding a steel knife in his hand, but no head.

While shouting in his mouth, 'This king is not reconciled! ', while slashing aimlessly.

"Did you cut off the king's head?"

The tall black figure seemed to have spotted Mu Zhengyang, and asked with resentment and anger.

Mu Zhengyang seemed to be locked in by some kind of terrifying existence, and his whole body went cold and he woke up from the dream.

"I had the same dream again! This man is undoubtedly Li Zicheng, the King of Chuang!"

"King Chuang, who ended the Ming Dynasty dignifiedly, didn't even know who cut off his head when he died. No wonder he keeps shouting 'this king is not reconciled'!"

"But every time I come to Damen Temple, I have such a dream. Could it be that the body of Chuang Wang Li Zicheng is buried under Damen Temple? related?"

Mu Zhengyang's dual cultivation of Confucianism and Taoism has already started, so he will never dream for no reason and speculate in his heart.

It was just dawn.

Mu Zhengyang adjusted his state of mind by reading books, and finally entered a state of trance.

Bathed in the morning light and visualized himself, the heat flow in the dantian of the lower abdomen became stronger.

After Mu Zhengyang completed three small circles, he heard a knock on the door outside. It was Monk Yuantong talking.

"Master Mu, are you up yet?"

"come in!"

"I'm really sorry, I really couldn't leave last night, and I couldn't come to accompany you at the first time!" Monk Yuantong said apologetically.

"fine!"

"Mr. Mu, I have a lot of time during the day. Let's go to Mr. Zhao's house to have a drink and have fun. By the way, Mr. Mu can teach us calligraphy!"

"Haha, I have something to do during the day, and my friend will pick me up later! Go to Tiannan Mountain another day, and I'll treat you to 'Autumn Wind'!"

Mu Zhengyang told Wu Dabao yesterday that he lived in Damen Temple, and asked him to come back at [-]:[-] in the morning, and he would arrive in a few minutes.

"Mr. Mu's 'autumn wind is coming' makes me greedy. Mr. Mu, your friend hasn't come yet, let's go to the dining hall to eat something to make up the bottom line!"

The two arrived at the altar.

Monk Yuantong almost never drank alcohol in the morning, but when Mu Zhengyang came, he took out his precious sweet-scented osmanthus wine and drank three cups with vegetarian steamed stuffed buns and peanuts.

Before Mu Zhengyang finished eating, Wu Dabao had already arrived outside the temple.

Knowing that Wu Dabao is Mu Zhengyang's friend, Ming Le asked Wu Dabao to come in and have breakfast together.

"Yangyang, when did you mingle with the monks of the Gate Temple? And they respect you quite a bit!"

Wu Dabao drove the car and took Mu Zhengyang to Datong Township, and couldn't help asking on the way.

"I know a little calligraphy. Master Yuantong, the host of Damen Temple, is known as the best running script in Ze'an City. He is friends with Mr. Zhao, the father of the county magistrate Zhao, and we have known each other for a while!"

Mu Zhengyang didn't say what happened in detail, but explained a little bit.

"The best running script in Ze'an City? I think he admires your calligraphy very much. That fat monk with squinting eyes also said that you carved the signboard of Damen Temple by yourself. It seems that you are better than this person who claims to be the number one in Ze'an City." Are people more powerful?"

Wu Dabao has no concept of calligraphy. After reading Mu Zhengyang's handwriting, he only knows that the writing is very good, but there is no sign of how good it is. Through the reactions of those in the gate temple, he was surprised to find that Mu Zhengyang There is such a high attainment in calligraphy.

"If you want to learn calligraphy, can I teach you?"

"I can't even hold the brush steadily, forget it!"

"I slipped away early yesterday, they didn't stop you?"

Mu Zhengyang understood Wu Dabao's temperament, and asking him to learn calligraphy was indeed a bit embarrassing for him, so he put aside this topic and talked about another matter.

"Haha, the sound of your reading yesterday was amazing. It not only made them feel the charm of Chinese studies, but also solved the strange disease that their entire expert group had no clue about by just reading a few sentences! Your hand They were all taken aback by studying to save lives, and they all seemed to have seen a miracle. They also had a doctor who had returned from studying abroad, and he looked up to the sky in the hospital. After what happened yesterday, he was deeply moved. Strike, I have been pestering me to know your contact information, saying that I want to ask you for advice in person!"

Wu Dabao wanted to laugh when he thought of yesterday's scene. People who usually put on an expert look were all confused, and they also admired Mu Zhengyang in their hearts, but they didn't say it out loud.

"What did you say?" Mu Zhengyang smiled faintly.

"Can I tell him? But Director Wang knows that you live on the top of Tiannan Mountain, and that person may go to Tiannan Mountain to look for you in the future! Speaking of which, I have to thank you for helping me save Ah Guang, and for accompanying me I ran to Datong Township!"

"What are you talking about? This is not like your Wu Dabao style!"

From the county seat of Xizhong County to Mapo Mountain in Datong Township, there has always been a concrete road.

Wu Dabao was driving fast, and he arrived at the construction site of Maposhan Primary School in Datong Township.

A Mercedes-Benz was parked outside the construction site, and there were two people standing beside the car.

Among them is Wu Dabao's cousin Wu Jianming, who is wearing a mud-painted suit covered in cement. The rest of them are wearing a loose white shirt, suit pants, and a gold necklace as thick as a thumb. A large black briefcase is completely the standard attire of nouveau riche in a small county town.

Wu Dabao stopped the car, and got out of the car with Mu Zhengyang.

Wu Jianming introduced to Wu Dabao, "Junior Brother Du, this is my nephew Wu Dabao!"

"Uncle Ming, this is Mr. Du from the famous Qihoo Home Furnishing!" Wu Dabao immediately took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over respectfully.

"En!", Wu Jianming nodded.

"Mr. Du, you are a well-known entrepreneur in our Xizhong County. I have heard of your name for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be a powerful Feng Shui master!"

Wu Dabao and Mu Zhengyang are very frank together, but when dealing with people in this kind of society, the word "dog licking" has been brought to the extreme.

"You are my senior brother's nephew, so let me call you Dabao!" Du Qihu spoke very neatly, full of air, "I seldom make shots now, but the first time my senior brother speaks in more than twenty years, I must Will give him this face! If you are polite, let's save it after finishing the work."

"Yeah, listen to Mr. Du!" Wu Dabao said with a smile.

After Du Qihu finished speaking, he didn't look at Wu Dabao again, while Mu Zhengyang was regarded as a small follower and ignored!

Mu Zhengyang didn't make a sound, and quietly followed the crowd, like a little transparent.

Du Qihu unzipped the briefcase and took out a ruler from the briefcase.

The ruler is brown and shiny, looking very old.

"This is the master's Luban ruler!" Wu Jianming said with envy in his eyes.

"Brother, the last time you saw this ruler was decades ago!"

Holding the Luban ruler, Du Qihu felt a little proud. Wu Jianming got started earlier than him, but in the end he inherited everything except for learning some carpentry skills.

Although Wu Jianming looked away from his heart, he was still a little fluctuating when he saw Lu Banchi.

Mu Zhengyang also looked at it once or twice, and there is also a record about Luban ruler in the "Luban Jing" he deduced.

The Luban ruler is divided into upper and lower layers, the upper one is called the door meter, and the lower one is called the Dinglan ruler.

The door meter is used for the construction of Yangzhai, and for the measurement of living people's house appliances.There are eight characters of wealth, disease, separation, righteousness, official, robbery, harm, and origin on it.

Eight characters are a cycle, and the length of a cycle is one foot, two inches and eight and a half inches according to the current size, about 43 centimeters.

The Dinglan ruler is mostly used for measurement in yin houses and ancestral niches, and there are several characters on it, namely Ding, Harm, Wang, Bitterness, Righteousness, Official, Death, Xing, Lost, and Talent.

Mapo Mountain is oval-shaped, and the construction site of the primary school is at the end of Mapo Mountain, but it can also be said to be at the beginning when viewed from the front.

There are two mountains on both sides, which originate from the same ancestral mountain as Mapo Mountain, forming an angle, like a chicken paw.

There is another mountain on the opposite side of Mapo, which is long and twisted like a snake. The locals call it Snake Mountain.

Du Qihu climbed Mapo Mountain with a Luban ruler, and measured it with the Luban ruler every step he took.

More than an hour passed.

Du Qihu used a Luban ruler to measure it from all angles.

"Junior Brother Du, have you found out the reason here?" Wu Jianming asked.

"En!" Du Qihu nodded sternly, and asked Wu Dabao, "Is this Hope Primary School invested by He Guangyu of Bianjiang Liquor?"

"Yes, Mr. He invested, and they chose the place!" Wu Dabao replied honestly.

"You have offended Mr. He! Building a house in this kind of place will kill people! Go to the county to apologize to Mr. He, and see if you can get the project money back!"

Du Qihu is an old Jianghu, after surveying the surroundings, he guessed the whole story. This should be a bureau set up by He Guangyu. He didn't want to offend He Guangyu, so he didn't make the matter clear, but just pointed out a way for Wu Dabao.

"Mr. Du, is this the only way? Didn't you plant seven sweet-scented osmanthus trees at the gate of the county No. [-] middle school before, and no one committed suicide at the school? Is there no way to solve the problem on this construction site now?"

Wu Dabao looks tall and thick, but he is actually very smart. When he thought that this was a game set up for him by He Guangyu, he guessed that the person He Guangyu wanted to deal with in the end was not him, but Mu Zheng. Positive.

After all, he has never offended He Guangyu, nor will he pose any threat to He Guangyu.

The reason why He Guangyu set up a trap against him was most likely to get Mu Zhengyang's wine prescription.

If he came to beg He Guangyu now in desperation, he might fall into He Guangyu's hands!

But if the project is not completed within the stipulated time, he will have to compensate He Guangyu another 300 million!

"Junior Brother Du, where is the problem at this construction site?" Wu Jianming asked.

"Senior brother Wu, please persuade your nephew, He Guangyu is not something he can handle! A man can bend and stretch, and bowing his head to him is not a shameful thing!"

Du Qihu's Qihoo Home Furnishing has a total asset of nearly [-] million yuan, but it is still not enough in front of Nuoda's Bianjiang Group, and he is very afraid of He Guangyu.

"Xuanwu hides the head, and the evil snake takes over!" Mu Zhengyang spat out eight words.

Du Qihu hadn't paid much attention to Mu Zhengyang before. After Mu Zhengyang said these eight words, he looked at Mu Zhengyang in surprise.

　There are only [-] words today, and there will be an explosion tomorrow, and there are only three chapters left~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)