I picked up two Feng Shui physiognomy books while walking. I don’t know who dropped them, so I kept them in my pocket since no one wanted them.
The gifts of nature have accumulated in my mind, forming two ancient and strange books.
A "Qing Nang Sutra".
A "Three Lives Conference".
After integrating the two strange books, Xu Ping understood.
People are a type of Feng Shui, and a house is a type of Feng Shui, both of which are independent and complete. Feng Shui is both the Qi situation and the Qi field.
It can be improved, and nature can also be destroyed.
A pair of white marble lions are here to gather energy, ward off evil spirits and attract wealth.
This is a sign of great auspiciousness.
But there was something sinister stuffed into the belly of the lioness. Over time, it would easily harm the family, wipe out the family wealth, and cut off any descendants.
Is it a coincidence or intentional?
What hatred, what resentment?
Xu Ping shook his head and walked towards the bright Ren Mansion.
Come to the door, state your name, and give the souvenirs you bought on the way to the singing man at the door.
The concierge had already had a guest list. Although Xu Ping looked unfamiliar, after checking it was correct, he still asked the servants to take Xu Ping to the table.
There are more than a dozen tables in the spacious courtyard. At the moment, they only have some melon seeds and snacks. There are three tables in the hall, which should be the main banquet.
There was even a stage set up next to the yard, on which the beautiful lady in red was babbling.
At this time, the guests and friends were sitting high and happy, there were so many beauties, their cheongsams were high-heeled, clicking.
No wonder the Fireworks Willow Alley is full of His Highness Qiao. It turns out that the young ladies have been invited here, but Mr. Ren still knows how to play.
Xu Ping raised his eyes and glanced across. Most of the people with some status from all over the country were here.
Regardless of whether they are acquaintances or not, everyone gets together, chats, talks about business, and is busy in the meantime.
Just as he was about to find a place to sit down, he heard someone calling him.
"Shopkeeper Xu, here!"
Qiu Sheng waved his hand and Xu Ping walked over slowly.
To his left sat the literary talent, and the eldest brother on his right was very sensible and gave up his seat directly.
After Xu Ping sat down, Qiu Sheng began to complain: "Shopkeeper Xu is not very honest. Those two paper figures you gave me cost me twenty yuan."
He also pointed out that he was saving money to marry a wife.
Xu Ping smiled, but before he could say anything, Wencai exposed him: "Didn't Master teach you with sticks and sticks, and you learned all the tricks yourself?"
It turned out that Uncle Jiu just wanted to ask him about the paper figurines, but Qiu Sheng saw his master blowing his beard and glaring in anger, and came over with a stick. He thought that the false accounting report had been discovered, and knelt down on the ground with a thud.
Recruited.
Xu Ping also found it funny when he heard what Wen Cai said: "Next time, continue next time."
It is absolutely impossible for me to spit out the money.
"How can there be so many people who have been taken advantage of? They have to be rich and have a short life." Qiu Sheng muttered.
Wencai heard it from the side and intervened: "Take me with you next time, and we will make a fortune together."
"Do you want me to take you to the latrine?"
"If you don't take me, I will tell Master."
The two senior brothers were at odds.
Xu Ping was speechless.
Good guy! Everything is ready now, but the only thing missing is a lot of money and a short life. Where can I find this?
Too lazy to pay attention to the two junior brothers who had just begun to quarrel over sharing the spoils, Xu Ping looked around and asked curiously: "Hey, where is your master?"
After reaching a 50-50 split agreement, Qiu Sheng raised his head towards the hall and said, "Master is inside, is there anything wrong with Shopkeeper Xu?"
"It's okay, just ask."
With nothing to do, the three of them started blowing water and watching a drama.
The stage was brightly lit, with the sound of gongs and drums, and the actors appeared on stage, babbling and singing. It was impossible to tell whether they were male or female.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai listened with great interest, while Xu Ping listened for a while and then realized what story was being told.
This play is about a family of three. The father, his son and his daughter are coveted by profiteers because of the treasures they have in their family. They use force to buy the treasures from his family at a low price.
In this process, the youngest daughter in the family was forced to death by profiteers because of her outstanding appearance and to protect her innocence.
The old father cried bitterly and sued the government. As a result, the government and businessmen colluded, and he ended up crying.
The only son in the family, after settling his family affairs, left his hometown, preparing to practice martial arts and then return for revenge.
The play just ended at this point, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were cursing each other, obviously they had assumed the leading role.
Xu Ping was a little confused by the plot.
Thinking of the novels I have read before, it seems that for a while, this kind of routine was particularly popular, where the family is destroyed and the family is burdened with a blood feud.
Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, and after the revenge, it was extremely exciting to watch.
But generally, as the male protagonist's sister, there is always a big chance that death is impossible, and there is no blood relationship.
It's both cliche and bloody.
But I have to say, sometimes it's quite enjoyable to watch.
Just when I was about to see what was going to happen next, how the actors on the stage came back from learning their skills and beat up the profiteers and thieves. Unexpectedly, there was a burst of noise in the courtyard, and many people stood up one after another.
Xu Ping looked over curiously, and it turned out that it was Mr. Ren who walked out of the hall with everyone in rich clothes.
Uncle Jiu was also following him, looking out of place in gray clothes and short robes.
Seeing Xu Ping looking over, he also gave a friendly smile and winked, which probably meant that he must not expose the reality.
"Everyone..." Mr. Ren raised his wine glass and said with a smile on his face: "My father can rest in peace and put aside Ren's worries. Please have a good time tonight and don't come back drunk."
After saying this, he raised his neck and drank the full glass of wine.
All the guests also raised their glasses and drank together.
At this moment, a group of slender and pretty maids filed out carrying dinner plates, and finally began to serve the food.
Mr. Ren also began to select some elders with business connections and decent status, and began to toast.
Slowly, they came to Xu Ping. Uncle Jiu pointed at Xu Ping and introduced: "Master Ren, this is the tomb that this shopkeeper Xu found for Mr. Ren."
"Oh, really!" Mr. Ren hurriedly raised his wine glass with a smile on his face: "Then I have to have a drink with Shopkeeper Xu to express my gratitude."
Facing Master Ren's toast to invite him, Xu Ping also raised his glass without any courtesy. Although I burned your father, I indirectly saved your life.
"please!"
Xu Ping also raised his neck. The wine tasted pretty good. The name seemed to be Changle Shao. Anyway, it tasted much stronger than the red wine in the western restaurant.
Witting his mouth, Xu Ping remembered the strangeness of the stone lion at the door. Xu Ping was curious and asked: "Master Ren, the white marble lion in front of the house is very majestic. I wonder where you found it?"
The courtyard was extremely noisy, and now on the stage, the voice suddenly became louder and louder, no matter where the song was.
After drinking a few glasses of white wine, Mr. Ren felt dizzy. He was surprised that his drinking ability had become worse. He really didn't hear what Xu Ping was saying.
"What did you say?"
"I'm asking you, where did the stone lion at the door come from?"
"Oh, you said those pair of stone lions..." Mr. Ren's red and purple face showed a proud look, and he said loudly: "They are..."
"die!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Amid the commotion, an actor on the stage roared, and the word "death" burst into the night sky like spring thunder.
Like firecrackers exploding, heads exploded into pieces in the noisy night, flying red and white, shooting up into the night sky.