C104 The Land of the Living Dragon

Later, on a sunny Sunday after the snow, Fan Wenbin personally drove his Land Rover and pulled Zhenyang Zi around Fan Jiadu. He made a special trip to the old camp of the Fan family from the territory of Meng County to see what went wrong with his old grave.

This was a very secretive and bold operation that Fan Wenbin personally planned. Before this, even his father Fan Youmin did not know the slightest bit of news, let alone the other members of the Fan family. They were all kept in the dark.

According to the plan, if there was something wrong with the grave, it would be fine as long as they let Zhenyang Zi treat it secretly. Because, once Second Uncle Fan Youcheng and the others knew about it, they would probably cause trouble and gossip again.

Standing in the thick snow, facing the bitingly cold mountain wind, Carrying the infinite respect he had for the Mister Yin Yang who had chosen this graveyard back then, after walking around the piles of graves that were covered in snow of all sizes, Zhenyang Zi finally discovered a problem.

This problem was very obvious but very complicated. When he arrived in front of Fan Zhengkun's grave, he saw a fist-sized black hole on the side of the sun that was emitting hot steam. This black hole was clearly visible on the thick snow covered grave.

After lowering his body and carefully examining it for a moment, he was suddenly startled. This was a mouse hole that was not deep and could be vaguely seen. There was a very long and thick white flower snake hibernating inside.

Traditionally, wind and water science believed that the appearance of a snake in the tomb was a good omen. A snake was an Earth Dragon, and there was a snake in the tomb, which meant that the geomancy of this tomb was very good. It was a "living dragon land," and it was not suitable for coffins to be moved to other places.

The snakes in the ancestral tombs were the souls of the ancestors, and it also meant that the descendants were exuberant. When descendants saw snakes, they didn't want to harm them. If they hurt them, then they were afraid that something bad would happen. If the snakes died, then it would become even more vicious.

Just as he was in a dilemma, Fan Wenbin walked over. Then, the moment he stood up, Zhenyang Zi made up his mind. He pointed at the black hole and said in a very certain tone, "Director Fan, look, the reason why everything has been going wrong recently is because of this mouse hole. "

Then, he observed his surroundings and said mysteriously, "According to the 'Scripture of Burial', burial is also called 'life'. The Yin and Yang Qi is like the wind, rising into the clouds, descending into the rain, moving through the earth, and being alive for it. The Yin and Yang Qi is like the wind, rising into the clouds, descending into the rain. "

"This mouse's new hole has revealed the Feng Shui Treasure Qi of the cemetery" Seeing Fan Wenbin's face full of doubt, he said righteously, "On the snowy day, other mouse holes are covered with a thick layer of snow, but this hole is wide open, and it is emitting Qi. If this isn't leaking Yuan Qi, what is it?"

Fan Wenbin also stared at the steaming hole, and a wave of doubt rose in his heart. After a while, he muttered to himself, "It's really very strange. " Then, he couldn't help but ask softly, "Daoist priest, in your opinion, how should we deal with this?"

When he said this, he also raised his eyes and carefully looked at the surrounding scene. The snow that suddenly fell at night covered the desolate mountain ranges and ravines in the winter. Everywhere he looked, there was pure white snow everywhere.

In the distance, three to five red-mouthed crows that were commonly seen on both sides of the Yellow River rose and fell in the cold wind. From time to time, they would let out a few miserable cries, adding a bit of desolation to the originally lonely and empty mountain ravines. Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!

Perhaps, things had not been smooth for him during this period of time. The reason was that the rat hole in his grandfather's tomb leaked out Feng Shui precious energy. Other than that, how else could he explain it? The other rat holes were all covered with thick snow, but this rat hole was constantly emitting hot air?

"Only by filling up and blocking this rat hole as soon as possible can we prevent the leakage of vitality. " Seeing the hesitation on his face, Yangzi Zhenyang said seriously, "Otherwise, all of the wind and water treasures in Great-Grandfather Fan's Yin Residence would have been leaked out. "

At this point, he stopped abruptly. He knew very well that Fan Wenbin would understand the deeper meaning of what he did not say. As an expert who had attained the Dao, at a critical moment, ZhenYangzi Zi would often use such a brilliant strategy of 'saying everything to the best of his ability'.

Fan Wenbin knew very well that he did not intend to say it out loud. His heart involuntarily let out a 'thump'. After hesitating for a moment, he started to fill the mouse hole with soil that was mixed with snow.

In a short while, he completely sealed it up, and only then did he pay close attention to his grandfather's grave that was covered in thick snow. After a short while, he let out a very complicated sigh and said, "Elder Taoist, this is great. "

Of course, this was the biggest snowfall this year, and it happened in the old camp of the Fan family. This was a secret. Currently, only Fan Wenbin and Zhen Yangzi knew about it. When the others heard about this matter, a very long time had already passed.

Fan Clan's The others were still curled up in their own rooms on this cold day after the snow. They were either drinking tea or chatting. Because the snow was very heavy, no one was willing to go out and suffer at this time. Unless the situation was so urgent that they had no choice but to go out.

Today, at this very moment, in the luxurious Yellow River Pearl Club, after Fan Wenbin heard the speech of Zhenyang Zi, it immediately caused a strong resonance in his heart. If the illness really did occur in the Fan family's ancestral grave, it was very necessary to treat it.

"What the Taoist priest said is very right. Indeed, we should take a chance and go to the Fan family's old camp to take a look. " Seeing that ZhenYangzi Zi agreed to treat the Fengshui of his own ancestral grave, Fan Wenbin seemed very happy. "At that time, I'll have to trouble the Taoist priest to personally make a trip. "

Before knowing this Fengshui Master whose name shook both sides of the Yellow River, Fan Wenbin had done some in-depth investigations on his rather legendary history. From the different and even the complete opposite explanations of the crowd, he had finally come to a conclusion based on his own understanding.

This Daoist who claimed to have come back from Wudang Mountain, besides shouldering the heavy responsibility of bringing glory to White Cloud Temple, also hid a very deep ambition. He was definitely not an outsider from an old Daoist temple.

To be able to obtain the extreme trust and support of the Big Boss of Daan's business world, Huang Weidong, after the death of the original Sect Master, Daoist Priest Jing Yue, who had shallow qualifications, was unexpectedly appointed as the new Sect Master of White Cloud Temple. Without extraordinary means and schemes, it was absolutely impossible to do so.

Could it be that he knew Huang Weidong? Was it a scheme that Zhenyang Zi had planned? When Fan Wenbin heard the story of Huang Weidong taking the initiative to pay a visit to the White Cloud Temple to Zhenyang Zi, this thought immediately popped up in his mind.

Later on, after Zhen Yangzi became the new sect master, he changed many of the rules and regulations set by the original sect master, Jing Yuechang. He strongly encouraged the Daoist priests in the temple to go out and participate in various cultural activities. He also made it sound as if he was "spreading the Dao techniques. "

After a series of rapid expansion activities that were like a day for a few years, it also achieved a very obvious effect. White Cloud Temple's reputation was getting bigger and bigger, and the incense offerings were also getting bigger and bigger. It greatly surpassed some very ancient Buddhist temples and attracted everyone's attention.

When he thought of the various mysterious legends related to his ancestors, Fan Wenbin felt more and more that the person with the Dharma name "Zhenzi Yangzi" was indeed different from ordinary Taoist priests. Hence, after some observation, he came to this conclusion that he thought was very reliable.

However, all of this was hidden deep in Fan Wenbin's heart, and he did not reveal any news to anyone. He was very clear that if Zhenyang Zi was really such a person, he had to take precautions.

Seeing Fan Wenbin's sincere attitude and sincere invitation, a feeling of pride involuntarily welled up in ZhenYangzi Zi's heart. He thought to himself that this was a very good opportunity to get closer to him, and he couldn't miss it.

So, he nodded and said loudly, "Director Fan, you don't have to be polite. When the time comes, just say hello, and I'll go. " After a moment, he said again, "Fengshui involves the fate of a person and a family in the future. We can't not treat it seriously and act carefully. "

When he said this, he thought to himself rather complacently. If he wanted to have some achievements in the land of the fish and dragons in Daan, just relying on Huang Weidong was far from enough. He had to make friends with more useful people, and Fan Wenbin was one of them.