First-class Celestial Master [Rebirth]

Zhou Tong was not sure what had sucked the spiritual energy from the soil. He looked to the north, and in the distance was a densely forested mountain forest, and from such a distance, he could see the graceful water steaming from the hot spring water. Zhou Tong asked, "Is there anyone living in that area?"

"No?" Feng Shan said hesitantly. Few people go to that area, and they basically pass by when entering and leaving the village. The temperature is too high. Even going to the sauna naked can't stand the high temperature in the hot spring pool. In fact, the high-temperature hot spring was formed by an extinct volcano underground. It is said that it is an extinct volcano, but the people nearby are afraid that if the volcano comes alive one day, it will be over.But in fact, if the volcano is really active, the village will definitely die along with it.

Zhou Tong asked, "Can we go there and have a look tomorrow?"

"I have to ask the village committee." Feng Shan said, "It seems that someone has bought it, but it has not been developed. We all said that we are trying to reduce the temperature of the hot spring water. A hot spring club may be built in the future. I'm not very clear about this matter, master, don't worry, I will ask in a while."

"Well." Zhou Tong looked at the time and said, "I'm not in a hurry for a day or two. It's almost ten o'clock now, so I'll ask tomorrow."

Feng Shan hesitated, and then discussed with Zhou Tong: "Master, do you think this is okay? Tomorrow morning is my father's death day. I have to get up early to visit his grave. Can I ask when I come back at noon?"

"Anything is fine." Zhou Tong said, thinking of the old lady's funeral procession he saw during the day, he asked, "Are all the people in your village buried together?"

"Yes." Feng Shan nodded, and pointed to the west, where there is a mountain that is not too high, "The people in our village are basically buried in that mountain, and there is a mountain god in the mountain, who can protect the village The descendants of people live a long life."

Zhou Tong asked: "Can I go up the mountain with you tomorrow?"

"Of course...but..." Feng Shan said awkwardly, "The road in the mountain has not been repaired much, it is just a cement road, and the places where the corpses are buried are all in the valley, so we can only rely on walking. It has fallen a little bit a few days ago Thin snow, as soon as the snow melted and soaked into the soil, the mud was very muddy..."

"It's ok."

Zhou Tong didn't want to see Feng Shan pay homage to his father, but just thought about the old lady who went to mourn during the day.

The spirit photo of the old lady was entangled with a cloud of yin, and the white flags carried by the relatives were even more lingering with yin, and the chances of the yin mingling together almost wiped out the entire funeral procession. It's all wrapped up in it, and it's amazing.

It can be seen that this old lady is not at the end of her life as Feng Shan said, so it is not a happy funeral.

If the corpse is preserved, it is easy to cheat the corpse if it is attracted by this kind of resentment. If the place where the corpse is buried is as Feng Shan said, it is even more bad if the corpses of the ancestors of Fengjia Village are buried.

When he came across the funeral procession during the day, although he exerted a little spiritual energy to temporarily suppress the old lady's resentment, it was not a drastic move. He still had to go to the place where the corpse was buried. You can ignore the evil ones, but if it's the feng shui of the corpse farm, it will be troublesome.

Early the next morning, Feng Shan got up and waited for a while before going to wake Zhou Tong up. It was late in winter, and it was still dark outside after six o'clock. I was ashamed to wake up Zhou Tong so early, and after hesitating for a long time when I knocked on the door, I realized that Zhou Tong had woken up early.

Zhou Tong is used to getting up early to practice drawing talismans. Although he has a seven-treasure mirror that can copy talismans in his hand, the power will decrease after copying, so he has to rely on himself to do it conveniently. These are hard skills for eating.

Ling Yuan still didn't come back. He didn't come back all night. Zhou Tong became more and more suspicious of what Ling Yuan was doing outside. Every time he came back, he was covered with Yin Qi, but Ling Yuan had a special physique. Don't be afraid of these yin and evil qi, but can absorb, digest and transform them into spiritual qi. After recovering the human body, it is like a sponge. As long as it is qi that can promote cultivation, it can be eaten.

After having breakfast with Feng Shan, Zhou Tong went up the mountain with him.

You can still drive on the cement road ahead, but when you reach the foot of the mountain, you can't drive after circling up for a while. Feng Shan parked the car on the side of the road, took the things for going to the grave, and walked up the mountain with Zhou Tong.

Stopping at a fork in the road, Feng Shan stepped on the dirt road a little more tightly, and led Zhou Tong: "Master, the path here is closer."

"Okay." Zhou Tong followed behind Feng Shan, looking at the Feng Shui around him all the way.

Feng Shan has always been worried. Although they have done a lot of flower business in the past two years and the village has gradually become richer, the cemetery in this mountain has not been rectified. According to the meaning of the old people in the village, this mountain is passed down by ancestors. The sacred place where the posthumous affairs are settled must be kept in accordance with the ancient teachings. It is enough to allow the younger generation to build such a dirt road up the mountain. If it is rectified to make it look different, it will make the ancestors angry.

After cutting in from the small road, the road was quite muddy as Feng Shan said, even with one foot in, half of the soles of the shoes were covered with mud, not to mention the fly ash left by the paper money burned by the villagers. a mess.

Going deeper, there are some unburned paper money hanging on the bare tree branches.

The old lady's body was buried yesterday, and it was buried in the mountains, not far from Feng's house.

There is nothing special about being buried in this mountain, just bury anywhere, as long as there is a square inch of land to put the body in, the two graves next door are the grave of the old lady yesterday, standing in front of Feng's grave, you can see the old lady There are still unburned incense candles in front of the wife's grave.

Zhou Tong looked in front of the old lady's grave, and felt that a lot of Yin Qi had dissipated. The corpse was placed here, but the Yin Qi was much less than when we met on the road yesterday.

He didn't quite understand what was going on, and asked Feng Shan, "Is that the grave of the old lady who lived yesterday?"

"Yes." Feng Shan nodded, recalling the past, sighed rather melancholy and said: "Her family has a good relationship with my family. When my father was alive, he often took me to his house. The old lady Well, I'll give me a bag of candies as soon as I go. But...it's not a good thing to have a son in her family." After saying this, Feng Shan stopped talking, thinking that the old lady had just died, It's really not good for him to chew the root of her tongue not far from her grave.

Feng Shan greeted Zhou Tong and asked Zhou Tong to stand under the tree against the wind, and he began to burn paper money for his old man one by one.

The name of this mountain is "Feng Di Mountain", which is named after Feng's Village. The mountain is not high, and the terrain is not steep. From Zhou Tong's observation, it is indeed a shady place suitable for sleeping after death. It is the vein of a crouching dragon. .

The dragon's head is on the east side, and the dragon's tail is on the west side. The whole mountain shows a trend from east to west, which is not a meandering, which proves that the twists and turns are small and very stable.

Wolong's energy is not as abundant as that of ordinary spirit dragons, but it is stable.

When a person dies and is buried underground, what he seeks is not to be the top among all the rivals as he was when he was alive, but to be stable.

Safe and steady, plain and indifferent, sleeping in the ground forever, and reincarnating again.

The corpse should not move, it should be quiet, which is in line with the feng shui of the mountains here.

It is indeed convenient for the old lady's body to be buried here. As long as someone does not make trouble outside and disturb the peaceful sleep of the old lady's body, nothing serious will happen.

After deliberation, Zhou Tong finally decided to set up another line of defense.

While Feng Shan was burning paper money for the deceased at home, he walked to the edge of the old lady's grave, and dispelled all the yin energy above. The miasma around the old lady's grave dissipated, and even the candles that were on the verge of being extinguished flickered. The sub burns vigorously.

Zhou Tong bowed respectfully in front of the old lady's grave.

After doing all this, Zhou Tong followed Feng Shan to the village committee to ask if he could go to Hot Spring Mountain. The person in charge of the village committee was not here today, saying that he was going to the city to discuss soil issues with experts. Feng Shan's family has some connections, and he can't get through even if he smuggles the way to someone who can talk. He stands in the office and is anxious.

Zhou Tong comforted: "There is no rush, just wait for them to come back."

"I have to wait until tomorrow." The little secretary said, "I'll probably be back at one or two o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"It's so late?" Feng Shan said dissatisfiedly, the little secretary looked at Feng Shan in embarrassment, and said, "I can't change the leader's arrangement..."

Zhou Tong said: "It's okay, just wait until tomorrow."

Feng Shan could only nod his head.

Early the next morning, there was a sudden commotion outside. Before Zhou Tong finished drawing the talisman, he heard someone talking hurriedly outside the window. He opened the door and went out. Seeing that everyone from the Feng family had gone out, he followed suit. up the street.

As soon as Zhou Tong went out, he saw the man who was holding the old lady's coffin at the funeral that day. The man's face was as pale as if he had seen a ghost. He dragged Feng Shan into the house. Everyone outside was sent home by him. Only then did Zhou Tong realize that those workers were hired by men.

Xu Hai took Feng Shan's hand and dragged him into the house, and said, "Brother Feng, can you contact the village chief?"

"I'm still looking for him. He's gone to the county seat and won't be back until the afternoon."

"Afternoon...afternoon..." Xu Hai looked at Feng Shan in a panic, thinking about the afternoon all the time, wondering what he was thinking about.

"What's the matter? Don't worry, tell me and see if I can help you."

"My grandma's grave was dug up!" Xu Hai said through gritted teeth, "The whole grave was dug up, the coffin was pried open, and even the corpse was gone!" Said, "The most important thing is that none of the gold and silver jewelry buried in my grandma's coffin was lost! Only the body was lost!"

"Ah?" Feng Shan was stunned. Isn't this fucking wicked?Steal corpses if you don't steal treasures! ?