Be a national teacher in Liaozhai Fanwen

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"Xiao Langjun is not very old, but he has a vicious eye for people. He will definitely accomplish a lot in the future!" Zi Gong took the opportunity to say bitterly to Kong Ming.

"Brother Zigong's words are justified!" Li Taibai echoed watching the excitement without thinking it was a big deal.

Cao Mengde, who originally planned to pretend to be dead, silently gave his thumbs up to express his agreement. Although he was different from Mr. Zigong and could not understand Li Taibai's wild and unruly character, they still had a good understanding of Kong Ming. standing on the same front.

Kong Ming squinted at the three of them and gave them an incoherent look, but at this moment Liu Xuande came out to smooth things over and said, "Children can't speak, gentlemen, don't blame them."

Hearing this, the purple-haired boy tugged at Liu Xuande's cuff in dissatisfaction, and he didn't know whether he was dissatisfied with Liu Xuande saying that he was spoiled, or dissatisfied with Liu Xuande talking to the group in front of him.

Fortunately, finally, under the mediation of Liu Xuande, several people were willing to sit together and talk about the barren tomb.

When the light falls, there are sparse shadows, and the green sparrows live on the green branches.

Amidst the green cries and the scent of tea, the purple-haired boy slowly told about his elder brother.

But he said that their family name, Sun, used to be from Jiangdong, and it was only about ten years since the family moved to Shangjun. Because the family used to live in Jiangdong and was not very suitable for the environment in Shangjun, which is close to the desert, so his father chose to build a house. So he took a fancy to this beautiful place in the east of the city.

At that time, I also asked Mr. Fengshui to see it. The gentleman also said that although the mountains and rivers here are good, but the yin is heavy, the Fengshui is not as good as the south of the city, but Mr. Sun belongs to the generation who is half-believing in these things.

To put it simply, if Mr. Feng Shui said that the Feng Shui here is excellent, then he would believe it. Shaking his head: "This theory of strange powers and chaotic gods is unbelievable!"

Therefore, their family still lived in the east of the city, and because their family lived here, they bought a lot of real estate and fields, and the number of people around here also increased.

In the past, there were only two or three families in this place, all of them were young and old, so it was extremely deserted.

Among them was Liu Xuande's family, so the two families became neighbors early in the morning, and the children of the two families knew each other and had a deep relationship, not like some classmates after school.

At that time, the purple-haired boy was still young, and it was his elder brother who ran all over the mountains and plains together with Liu Xuande.

Boys are solid when they are young, and they are not afraid of the sky and the earth.

Although the adults said that the solitary tomb was weird and they were not allowed to get close to it, and those anecdotes were indeed scary, but they were afraid when they heard it, and they didn't care about it when they went crazy!Climbing, kicking, nothing major.

Until that lunatic they unintentionally provoked that year.

"Actually, my brother said that he can't remember exactly what happened to you now." The purple-haired boy replied, "He said he saw a coffin, a coffin wrapped in white silk, and a woman and two The child. The woman was crying, blood and tears spread all over her face, and the two children beside her were singing, what he has forgotten."

"The lunatic pressed his head and said over and over again: 'Look, this is Gu! It's wrong! They are all wrong! It's useless to confess! This is Gu! This is Gu!'"

The purple-haired boy paused for a moment, then glanced at Liu Xuande: "My elder brother said that he couldn't remember clearly, but he could vaguely see some pieces of wood on the ground."

"A block of wood?" Zi Gong asked, "A coffin board?"

The purple-haired boy shook his head.

At this time Liu Xuande answered: "Bo Fu said it was a wooden block with characters on it, but I think it is something like a memorial tablet."

"Tablet?" Zigong frowned lightly.

"Did that lunatic and that woman hurt your brother?" Kong Ming asked.

"No." The purple-haired boy replied, "But my elder brother also got seriously ill from fright."

Everyone in the tea room was silent for a while, each thinking.

Gu, women, tablets...

The visitor thinks about the connection of these three things, and the receptionist thinks about the purpose of the visitor.

A group of handsome and handsome teenagers, but their thoughts are too heavy.

At this moment, there was a sound at the gate of the courtyard, and a person pushed the door in, saying loudly: "Hey, I'm late? I thought there were so many guests today? I remember that my Xuande family always loves quiet , why are you starting to have an informal meeting at home now?"

Everyone heard the reputation and looked around, only to see Liu Jizheng smiling while leaning against the door with a magnetic jar in his arms.

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Looking at the two girls, one big and one small hugging each other in front of her, Du Zimei suddenly murmured: "That pig cage... I met Brother Ju Jun before, and I thought it was very strange."

"What's so strange?" Ruan Tao asked hastily.

Du Zimei looked at the four girls from the Zhou family in front of her. Now she was sitting cleanly in front of them. She couldn't tell that she was a dead ghost at all, but her feet half hidden under the hem of her skirt were three inches away from the ground. .

"Mud." Du Zimei said, "When I saw the pig cage, the mud on the cage was stronger than the water vapor. The cage didn't look like it was fished out of the river, but it looked like it was buried in the ground It was dug out again and washed hastily.”

"When the fourth girl from the Zhou family came in just now, I was suspicious. Look at her feet." Du Zimei pointed to the feet of the fourth girl from the Zhou family that were hanging in the air and half hidden under the hem of her skirt.

Several people looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw those little feet floating in the air tremblingly. What did not match the embroidered satin skirt was the worn-out dark blue cloth shoes on the feet. Pulled from the beggar's body in the country and forced to wear on her feet, the patched and dirty uppers are covered with yellow mud, but the soles are not seen to be stained with much mud.

"If she was drowned in a pig cage, the mud under her feet should be river mud, not yellow mud. Besides, why did the drowned person get so much mud on her feet? Even if she came from the bottom of the river What crawled out should be the mud on the sole of the shoe instead of the upper, why is the yellow mud only on the upper?" Du Zimei analyzed calmly.

Hearing this, Ruan Tao nodded: "You really haven't read so many books in vain!"

"So, she wasn't drowned?" Wang Mang said.

Fu Su said: "Buried alive, or buried in a pig cage."

"Mother-child Gu is a thing of the great yin. The thing of the great yin should naturally be refined in a place of extreme yin. It is buried in the soil of the nine yin and embraced by the girl who died on the day of her marriage. The red evil and the mother and child are opposed. Form the evil spirit of extreme yin, and finally talk about the Gu worm burying it, covering it with copper coins and soil, compiling the stele with cinnabar, nourishing it with the blood of a living person for 49 days, digging the grave and digging the corpse to bury it in the ancestral grave at home South side, Fang Cheng." Ruan Tao said word by word what he read from the book.

"But in Fengshui, isn't the mountain the yang and the water the yin?" Fusu asked, "If it's really what you said you want to choose a place of extreme yin, why not the river?"

"Everyone in the world thinks that mountains are yang and water is yin. It's true, but it's not all like that." Ruan Tao explained, "I have studied paper and talisman seals a lot. form, rather than distinguishing form by form.”

Du Zimei, Fu Su, Wang Mang: "..."

Seeing the confused faces of the three of them, Ruan Tao considered for a moment and said, "To give a simple example, look at the eldest son."

Du Zimei and Wang Mang looked at Fusu instantly, and Fusu raised his eyebrows slightly without any other superfluous movements.

"I have to look at it, but it's just a young gentleman with a beautiful appearance. But the old Wang is also beautiful in appearance, and they are both beautiful young gentlemen, but the feelings of the old king and the eldest son are indeed completely different." Ruan Tao Said.

"The eldest son...it seems more difficult for people to get close to." Wang Mang said after deliberation.

"That's right!" Ruan Tao said, "This is where the 'Qi' lies. If you simply judge your facial features based on your facial features, Lao Wang's facial features are actually sharper and more aggressive, while the eldest son is more gentle, with natural eyebrows and eyes. Laughing, then why is the eldest son more difficult to get close to? It is because he was born in the royal family, and he is the son of the first emperor who is the most outstanding in ancient and modern times, so the aura of the purple dragon on his body is very respectable."

"Easy, aura!" Wang Mang said.

"Yes." Ruan Tao said, "Everyone has their own aura, and everything has an animus. Landscapes, vegetation, bricks, tiles, and soil all have their own aura. Looking at Feng Shui is actually looking at aura. Find a way to give it a smooth ride, this is the so-called 'changing fate against the sky'."

"Can people really change their fate?" Du Zimei was a little puzzled.

"I never believed in these things." Fusu's voice was cold, "Where a person can go in this life and where he goes, all depends on himself, not on destiny."

Ruan Tao nodded: "That's right! That's not right! All fate is determined by God, it makes sense and it doesn't make sense."

"It's true that one's life is in one's own hands, but it's just a matter of determining one's own lower limit. Just like Zimei, if he relies on his own fate, if he eats a lot and is lazy all his life, it is not impossible to become a beggar in the future. But now, relying on his own hard work, he will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Li Taibai in the future and make the scholars of the world look up to him." Ruan Tao said.

Hearing this, Du Zimei's eyes lit up: "Can I stand side by side with Brother Taibai in the future?!"

Wang Mang patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to have confidence in himself.

"But, do you think he might become emperor in the future?" Ruan Tao said, "Even if he murders the king and plots rebellion today, he won't be able to!"

"Ji Zhen! Don't talk nonsense!" Du Zimei quickly glanced at Fusu beside her.

"No problem." Fu Su lowered his eyes and said, "But it's fine to say such things in front of us, and you must not go out and talk nonsense."

"Let me just give you an example. There are no outsiders here. I just want to tell you that life is so unreasonable sometimes."

Ruan Tao smiled indifferently: "That's why many people will use alchemy to change their lives at the risk of damaging their virtues and losing their lives forever, such as protecting family immortals, raising little ghosts, and planting Gu. If they don't change, sometimes they will succeed It’s okay! Even if the sky is turned upside down and the earth is turned upside down, it’s just making wedding clothes for others.”

Wang Mang was a little thoughtful: "It's like calling out princes and generals back then..."

As he spoke, he realized something instantly, exchanged glances with Ruan Tao, then at Fusu, and quickly shut his mouth.

Fusu was a little puzzled: "Who did it back then? Why didn't you say anything?"

Wang Mang: "..."

Ruan Tao smiled awkwardly: "...haha."