First-class Celestial Master [Rebirth]

Zhou Tong had heard about the Vitality Village that the old fox was talking about. The Vitality Village was originally named Fengjia Village, and it was in the same province as City A. The local flower industry almost dominated the flower market in the entire province.

Thanks to the blessing of the ancestors, the local soil is very suitable for the growth of flowers. Coupled with climate factors, the flowers grown are extremely delicate, and the flowering period is much longer than similar flowers.

Many experts have conducted special research on the soil of the Vitality Village, but they found that the soil was no different from the general soil after being removed. However, when the experiment was carried out locally, it was found that the soil contained a variety of nutrients suitable for the growth of flowers. It is a strange thing to have multiple elements.Later, it was estimated that the climate and the air had an unmeasured influence on the flowers.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the role of Fengshui, the spirituality of the mountains and rivers that makes the flowers here particularly smart and beautiful.

Fengjia Village serves the God of Flowers all the year round. A Flower God Temple is built in the best place in the village with the best geomantic omen. The statue of the God of Flower Peony stands gracefully in the temple. The incense burns in full bloom and is worshiped by the villagers every day.

In addition, Fengjia Village is an old village. According to the records of the village, it has lived peacefully in the small mountain nest here for at least 1000 years. Such a small place is not burned by the flames of war. Naturally, there are few impurities. Aura enough.

However, it must be much worse now than before.Originally, people in the village were living the days of the farming era. Even if the conditions were backward, no one felt that there was anything wrong. The neighbors were harmonious, friendly and loving, and very peaceful.Later, a township official came to the village and pointed out the business way of exporting flowers. The whole village started to cultivate flowers and made a fortune. The interests became more and more prominent, and the contradiction between human nature was exposed.

But these are not the main things Zhou Tong cares about. He is on the bus to Fengjia Village to complete the tasks entrusted to him by Luyu's Shoujiaxian.

It was the first time for Ling Yuan to take this kind of short-distance bus and he didn't feel uncomfortable, but I had something in his heart, and his whole body exuded a cold low pressure.

He was holding the puppet cat and sitting next to Zhou Tong with some displeasure, his waist straightened, his thin lips pursed into a line, and his frown that had been frowned all the year round did not let go, as if he was worried about something.

Zhou Tong took a sip of mineral water, and glanced at the magnificent scenery of the Jiangnan water town outside the window. Even in the snowy winter, there are still green traces of pines and cypresses in this area occasionally hidden in the snow. It's not like what you'll see here.

Zhou Tong said: "It's almost here, the geomantic omen in this area is really good. The trees in the snow are really growing vigorously."

Ling Yuan remained silent, feeling a little annoyed, unconsciously exerted some strength in his hands, and the little puppet cat sleeping on his lap almost howled out, and when he yelled out, he swallowed his voice in a sensible way When he went back, he was so obedient as its plush doll, and glanced at Ling Yuan sadly when the people around him were not paying attention.

Zhou Tong asked: "What's wrong with you, have you been absent-minded since you went out?"

"No." Ling Yuan said expressionlessly.

The puppet rolled its eyes, and jumped onto Zhou Tong's lap while the people around were not paying attention.

Zhou Tong: "..." Keep it from him again, let's just forget about it.

Zhou Tong didn't speak to Ling Yuan again, and looked at the scenery outside with peace of mind. The journey of more than two hours felt a little bit long.

Ling Yuan suddenly sat down next to Zhou Tong, and leaned slightly to press on Zhou Tong's shoulder. Zhou Tong raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "What are you doing?"

"Sleepy." Ling Yuan choked out a word, closed his eyes, leaned on Zhou Tong's shoulder and said nothing, Zhou Tong raised his shoulder slightly, Ling Yuan didn't move, as if he was leaning on him.

Zhou Tong: "..."

This person is really... Zhou Tong almost laughed at him.

The bus stopped at the platform, and Zhou Tong was taking a map to figure out how to get to Fengjia Village, when he saw a father and son standing at the gate of the station, holding a cardboard with the word "Zhou Tong" written on it, Zhou Tong was thinking of the old fox Since Xian asked him to come here, he must have already explained to the family he was guarding, and these people who came to pick him up were probably the family that the old fox fairy took care of.

The family's surname is Feng, and they belong to the authentic Feng family village.

Fengjia Village was originally a village with one surname. For a long time, people in the village intermarried with each other. There were often cases of marriage within three generations, but the offspring were all quite healthy, both physically and mentally complete.But later, when the village became richer, it gradually intermarried with other villages, and some foreigners moved into the village and raised flowers in the village. And the local people guarded by the Shoujiaxian are simply rare species, and there are probably only two or three families in the entire Fengjia Village.

The father and son looked very strong and strong. They scanned the people who came by anxiously and nervously in the crowd. After the group of people got off the bus, they still didn't see any fairy-tale characters.

Zhou Tong walked up to them and asked, "Hello, is this Mr. Feng Shanfeng?"

"I, I am..." Feng Shan was stunned for a moment, never expecting that the master introduced by his Shoujiaxian would be so young and handsome, he asked anxiously, "You, you are Master Zhou?"

"Third Master Hu introduced me." Zhou Tong said, Third Master Hu was the name of the housekeeper.

"Dad, who is Mr. Hu?" Feng Shan's son, Feng Xiang, whispered in his father's ear.

Feng Shan bumped his son with his elbow and said, "Don't talk too much."

Feng Xiang shrank his neck obediently, didn't speak any more, and looked at Zhou Tong appreciatively.

Zhou Tong smiled indifferently, and heard Feng Shan say: "Master, this way, the family has prepared good wine and food, and then I will trouble the master."

"It's okay, it's what Mr. Hu entrusted, it should be." Zhou Tong and Feng Shan got into the car.

The Mitsubishi van drove the car out of the county and went to the countryside. The scenery along the way became more and more beautiful. It was obviously winter, and there were many greens on the street. When we arrived in the mountains, the temperature increased significantly, much higher than outside the mountains. Zhou Tong felt that the car It was very stuffy, and asked, "Can you open a window?"

"Yes!" Feng Shan opened the rear window of the car. Zhou Tong saw that there was a strong water vapor in the mountain forest outside. Feng Xiang explained, "There is a natural hot spring in the mountain forest, but the water temperature in the hot spring is too high. The method is used for development, and it is put there, the temperature around here is always high, and it will be fine to get through this section of the road."

"So it is."

The car drove all the way into the village, Feng Shan stepped on the brake suddenly, and stopped suddenly, Zhou Tong asked: "What's wrong?"

"There is a mourning procession ahead."

Funeral walking is a kind of funeral. The relatives in the family who are in mourning will carry white flags, hold spiritual photos, and sing mourning songs to walk around the place where the deceased lived. People in the local area will avoid seeing them as a sign Respect.

Feng Shan backed the car and walked back into the alley, giving way to the mourning route. When the team passed by, Zhou Tong glanced at the spiritual photo held by the leader.

It was a spiritual photo of an old lady, she looked quite old in the photo, with gray hair.The smile is kind.

Feng Shan introduced the local customs and customs, and said: "Although it is necessary to avoid going to the funeral, according to our customs here, for a long-lived funeral like Mrs. He, the people you meet along the way can pay more respects, so that they can live long. The blessing of being a hundred years old."

"A happy funeral?" Zhou Tong lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then asked, "I don't know if the old lady has a long life?"

"88." Feng Shan made an eight, turned his hands over and made an eight again, and said quite proudly, "Gaoshou, isn't it?"

"Well, it's indeed a long life." Zhou Tong nodded, and his eyes moved past the old lady's portrait.

After seeing off the mourning team, Zhou Tong and Ling Yuan went to a local guest house accompanied by Feng Shan. Feng Shan's family of three generations and five members were waiting there. Both the old lady and Feng Shan knew about the existence of Mr. Hu, so Very anxious, the rest came because the parents gave orders. When they saw Zhou Tong, they were full of curiosity, and looked at Zhou Tong secretly.

Feng Shan invited Zhou Tong to sit down, and Zhou Tong was embarrassed to see that they made the scene too grand, and declined: "Just eat whatever you want, it doesn't need to be so rich, I will trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble, these are all as they should be." Feng Shan poured Moutai for Zhou Tong, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and asked, "Master Zhou, do you smoke?"

"No, thank you." Zhou Tong took the wine, took a small sip meaningfully, Ling Yuan went out to answer the phone and came back and said to Zhou Tong: "I'll leave for a while, come back at night, I have something to wait for me."

"En." Zhou Tong nodded, Ling Yuan hugged Zhou Tong, and gently kissed Zhou Tong's forehead. Feng Shan's family was dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

After a meal, Feng Shan finally let go of his awe of Zhou Tong, and became closer to him when he spoke. There were juniors at the dinner table, and it was inconvenient to say some things. After the meal, the rest of the juniors were sent home. The remaining Patriarch Feng Shan.

Zhou Tong said: "I heard Mr. Hu give an overview of the matter, take me to see the flower fields in your home."

"it is good."

The flowers are all grown in greenhouses, and some high-quality flowers are placed in high-end greenhouses.

Feng Shan first took Zhou Tong to the greenhouse, uncovered a corner, and showed Zhou Tong, he said, "Master, look."

Zhou Tong covered the soil with his hand, feeling a tingling pain in the palm, and the aura was sucked out slightly. Zhou Tong frowned and asked, "Have you checked the soil? What do the experts say?"

"It is said that the trace elements in the soil are similar to those tested before, and there is no major problem, but it's just..." He pointed to the flowers beside him, and the unopened buds were as wilted as eggplants beaten by frost. Shrugging his head.

Zhou Tong asked: "Is there a plastic bag for sampling? Get another marker pen"

"Would a regular plastic bag work?"

"Of course." Zhou Tong smiled, "As long as it can hold the soil."

"Then I'll fetch it for you."

Feng Shan took out a bunch of plastic bags from a small room on the side and handed them to Zhou Tong. Zhou Tong asked Feng Shan to open the greenhouse a little bit, and pressed the soil along the way to the north, grabbing a handful of soil and putting them in plastic bags every few steps. At the end, five bags were tied and numbered, and handed to Feng Shan: "I will go to an expert to test these, and remember that the order must not be messed up."

"Okay." Feng Shan nodded again and again, still not quite understanding what Zhou Tong was doing, isn't this the master invited by Third Master Hu?Why do you want to test the soil? ? ?so scientific?

Zhou Tong stood up and explained to Feng Shan: "Look at these flowers, the further north you go, the more they decay. The ones at our feet can still bloom, while the ones over there are almost all withered. What does it mean?"

"It means... the soil environment over there is worse?"

"In theory." Zhou Tong further explained, "When I put my hand on the soil just now, I felt that the aura was being sucked by something. The further north I went, the stronger the feeling. If the test The result is that if the nutrient elements in the numbered soil are in descending order, it is very likely that something has sucked the nutrients in the soil."

Feng Shan suddenly realized, and then fell into deeper doubts. He held five plastic bags and looked at Zhou Tong nervously: "Then...what exactly is absorbing the nutrients here?"