Grandpa

"By the way, what's the name of the old man in Tang suit?" Shao Yun asked.

"Oh, you said him, his name is Fang Shiyuan," Wang Xuede said in detail, leaning his body sideways, "I heard that his ancestors were Chinese laborers sent by the Beiyang government to the European battlefield during the First World War. After the victory of the war, because He had no money to return to China, so he was stranded in the UK, and his grandfather and father had spent more than ten years in the UK, working hard to earn a lot of money."

"When World War II broke out and Europe fell into the quagmire of war, the Fang family moved to Hong Kong City in order to protect themselves. With the help of the family wealth brought back from England, the Fang family operated in Hong Kong City for decades, and finally it was in the hands of Fang Shiyuan. At the peak of development, he is a well-known wealthy businessman in Hong Kong. Fang Shiyuan himself is the last non-official justice of the peace to be honored before the handover of Hong Kong, and his status in Hong Kong is extraordinary."

The so-called justice of the peace refers to a kind of honor awarded to subjects loyal to the British Empire and those who have made significant contributions to Hong Kong society for the Governor of Hong Kong or the Queen of England and the officials appointed by them before the reunification.

After all, the social background at that time was such that Fang Shiyuan's identity was nothing to worry about.

"Almost every five years, this alchemist Yuan will come back to sweep graves and pay respects to ancestors during the Ching Ming Festival. He is quite generous. The sports center in the county was built by him. He just signed an investment and construction contract with the county government during the Ching Ming Festival this year. The contract of the industrial park." How else could the leadership of the county government flatter him so respectfully?

Shao Yun went to hold the cat's paw: "Didn't the Ching Ming Festival just pass less than two months ago, why did he come back?"

Wang Xuede frowned: "It seems that something happened to his family. You also know that Feng Shui is the most superstitious thing in Hong Kong City. Didn't he follow a master Guangning? When he was on the mountain just now, he was holding a compass We walked around the Fang family's ancestral grave for two hours, which caused us to bask in the sun for several hours."

"Oh." Shao Yun took out his mobile phone: "In other words, do you know where the Fang family's ancestral grave is?"

"I know." Wang Xuede didn't understand why.

Shao Yun went to put the phone in front of his eyes and said, "Please show me the exact location."

Wang Xuede subconsciously looked at the phone screen, which contained a detailed map of Quren Village.

He flicked on the screen a few times, finally pointed to a ridge, and said, "This is it—"

Shao Yun looked at the place Wang Xuede was pointing at, and his heart became cold again.

Seeing his expression, Wang Xuede asked subconsciously: "Master Shao, what's the matter?" His eyes lit up: "Could it be that there is something wrong with the Fang family's ancestral grave?"

Shao Yunqu frowned: "The problem is serious."

Wang Xuede frowned, "That's not right, I remember that Master Guangning said that the Fang family's ancestral grave is in a geomantic treasure called 'Five Horses Surrounding Clouds'."

The so-called "five horses around the clouds" refers to the five mountains around the Yin House. All the mountains are basically the same shape and the same height. Thousands of low mountains rise one after another, like ten thousand horses galloping, rolling westward.

These five horses, located in the southeast of Xun, have water all year round, which is the Xunshui Dynasty.The water is not a long strip, which is different from the horse running down the trough.

Regarding geomantic treasures such as 'five horses around the clouds', there is a saying in the Shao family's handbook: "The horse's hoof breaks through the water in the imperial street, and the scholar goes out to be the champion."

Shao Yun went and snorted softly: "If five horses circle the clouds, where is the drinking trough?"

Wang Xuede carefully recalled what Master Guangning said, "Master Guangning said that there is an underground river in Quren Village..."

Shao Yun couldn't help complaining: "Underground water? Is it necessary for horses to carry people to drink water underground? That's not called a scholar to go out to be the number one scholar, that's called drinking a horse from the Styx River, and the soul returns to the underworld."

Wang Xuede was dumbfounded, and he said, "Master Shao, I heard from Fang Shiyuan that his family's ancestral grave was shown by Master Guangning, so he deliberately moved the ancestral grave from the neighboring Tong County to our Qi County. "

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Master Shao means that Master Guangning... hiss—"

Shao Yun went to narrow down the map on his mobile phone, the scope was limited to Quren Village and several villages around it, and then he said to him on the high and low valleys and the sparse and orderly vegetation on it: "Look again, this terrain like what?"

Wang Xuede frowned, pondered for a while, and tentatively replied: "It's a bit like a bulging belly."

"That's not it," Shao Yun went to take back the phone, "The feng shui of the yin house calls this terrain the 'dead tripe pit', and it has a more well-known name, which is the corpse raising ground."

"Corpse raising place?" Shao Yun didn't need to introduce it now, Wang Xuede took out his phone and searched directly.

Wang Xuede smashed his mouth, his face was tangled: "But the Fang family can have today's power, isn't it because of the saying that the scholar went out to be the number one scholar?"

Shao Yunqu didn't mind explaining clearly: "A person's life is good or bad, rich or poor, and they are destined to be part of one's life. What is more important is to rely on their own hard work. Fengshui only plays an auxiliary role. His Fang family's ancestral grave Isn't it rich if you haven't fallen before Quren Village?"

Wang Xuede was thoughtful: "That's right. The Fang family's grave was moved in [-]. At that time, Fang Shiyuan was already a justice of the peace. His family was like a local snake in Hong Kong."

"So, the Fang family's existence today is due to the unremitting efforts of the three generations of the Fang family's grandparents, not because of this private house." Shao Yun went to sigh: "Instead, his ancestors were buried in this private house." The corpse place, not to mention his repeated worship, this corpse place is also closely connected with his Fang family."

"It is important to know that the premise that a corpse breeding ground can grow zombies is that the corpses buried there capture the essence of the sun and the moon and absorb the earth energy of mountains, rivers and seas. The essence of the sun and the moon are nothing, the key is the earth energy, which is what maintains mountains, rivers, and seas. Can you, a mere mortal, take away the things of your own vitality for nothing? Therefore, as much as those corpses have sucked away, they have to take it back from the Fang family. You must know that what they take away is not the vitality of the Fang family, that is, the lifespan , but his luck. With no luck, how could the Fang family be safe and sound?"

Wang Xuede grasped the point: "You mean, Master Guangning is using Fang's family to raise zombies?"

Shao Yun didn't say a word, which was his tacit consent.

Wang Xuede took a deep breath, his face was tangled, this Young Master Shao was looking at the map and explaining the terrain, he said: "Could it be that you want to give the Fang family a hand?"

Shao Yun went to snort softly: "That's not the case, but I can't ignore this corpse breeding place. I just said that I don't know how many zombies that Master Guangning raised in Quren Village. Once these zombies are born, bloodthirsty will be With its instinct, the villagers of Quren Village may not be able to escape the clutches of the devil."

Hearing this, Wang Xuede had a serious expression on his face: "Master Shao, Gao Yi, if there is something you can use me for, just tell me, and I promise to do it for you."

Shao Yun pursed his lips and smiled, he wasted so much saliva and said a lot of nonsense, he said: "There is just one thing to bother Mr. Wang."

"Master Shao, you say—" Wang Xuede was in high spirits.

Shao Yun squinted his eyes halfway: "I'm short of cash right now, and I want to borrow some money from Mr. Wang."

"Ah—" Wang Xuede was taken aback.

Arriving at the entrance of a college, Shao Yun went to check the 100 million cash arrival information from the bank on his mobile phone, and got out of the car satisfied.

When Wang Xuede returned to the car, he always felt that he had forgotten something. He racked his brains to think about it, and suddenly slapped himself on the forehead: "Okay, Shao Xiaoye didn't say that Fang Shiyuan was Is it a humanoid bad luck, how did I forget that my brother-in-law is still following him."

He frantically took out his mobile phone, and after a while the call was connected. Before the other party could speak, Wang Xuede said with a loud voice: "Brother-in-law, come back quickly, Master Shao said, that alchemist Yuan was unlucky enough to remind him to follow him." I'm afraid I'm going to be unlucky... Hey, Wai, brother-in-law, are you there?"

After a long time, a hard voice came from the other end of the phone: "It's late, we were rear-ended on the way back just now, and we are rushing to the hospital now."

Wang Xuede felt a little guilty: "Then brother-in-law, are you okay!"

"It's okay, just one arm is broken."

Wang Xuede was even more ignorant.

Here, Shao Yun went back to the dormitory, took out his phone and asked the principal, Qu Mingwen, for a week off.

He lowered his head and said to the orange cat occupying his pillow: "I'm going to the capital tomorrow, do you want to go with me?"

The orange cat's eyes lit up, worrying that the stored yang essence was not enough.

It shook its beard. Anyway, there was news from the old man that he went to Xin Province with the investigation team organized by the province, and no one cared about it.

Early the next morning, Shao Yun went to get on the bus bound for the capital. Three hours later, he carried the orange cat into Liulichang, the largest antique street in the capital.

Shao Yun was famous in Nanyang in his previous life, apart from his own strength, it was mainly because he held two important treasures in his hands.

But right now, of these two important treasures, one is buried somewhere in Nanyang, and the other is probably sleeping in the deep mountains and old forests of Changbai Mountain.

The matter in Quren Village was imminent, and if it was delayed for a day, there would be one more unknown situation. He didn't have that time to go all over the world to find treasures, so he could only find a few weapons that were handy and use them alive.

After entering the big archway of Liulichang, Shao Yun went straight to the antique shop. From the first antique shop, he scanned all kinds of antiques in the shop back and forth as soon as he entered.

However, it is a pity that these shops have everything from Shang and Zhou bronzes to last week's porcelain vases, but they are all ordinary objects without any spirituality.

The clerk in the store greeted him with a smile: "Which antique is this little brother looking for?"

Shao Yun went to sigh softly: "I want to buy some copper coins."

The smile on the guy's face suddenly faded, and he pointed to a big iron box in the corner: "There are all the copper coins in our store, no matter which dynasty, they are all 30 yuan each, and you can choose by yourself... "

After speaking, I went to entertain other guests.

A dozen shops in a row were picked out, but none of the spiritual items were found, but a lot of copper coins from the third dynasties of the Qing Dynasty were picked.

The orange cat feebly grabbed Shao Yunqu's collar: "Meow~"

Deng Tuzi, I'm so hungry, meow!

Shao Yun went to wipe the sweat off his forehead, looked at the antique shop in Rongbaozhai written on the plaque in front of him, and sighed: "Let's go to one last, if you don't have one, go to lunch first."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the store, what caught his eyes was a Longquan sword in a glass cabinet.

Shao Yunqu's eyes were delighted, he walked to the counter, and said to the middle-aged man who was bowing his head and fiddling with the abacus: "Shopkeeper, how do you sell that Longquan sword?"

"What?" Realizing what Shao Yunqu was talking about, the shopkeeper immediately raised his head. He looked Shao Yunqu up and down, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "That Longquan sword is not for sale."

Shao Yun was stunned: "Since the things have been displayed, how can there be any reason not to sell them?"

The shopkeeper frowned slightly, a little impatiently, and just said: "I'm just selling this Longquan sword for a friend. The sword doesn't cost money, but the person who buys the sword must do him a favor. Don't join in the fun, you little boy."

Shao Yun went to laugh. He put his left hand on the counter and pressed lightly: "This Longquan sword is really useful to me, so I want to hear about this excitement. What do you think of the shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper lowered his head, only to see Shao Yunqu's left hand slowly move away, and what remained in place was a bright palm print embedded in the wood.

Wocao Wocao——

I pieced together the mahogany counter with great difficulty.

The author has something to say: Go to Shao Yun: Fuck you little boy, hold grudges in 360 degrees without dead ends.jpg