Early in the morning, Xu Ping and Uncle Jiu went out again.
The person following behind today is not a literary talent, but the little girl Gu Nianhua.
This time their destination was not Qingxiu Mountain, but Luoxia Mountain.
There are only so many good holes in a mountain that can be used as a yin house.
Use one, use one less.
In the long course of history, all the good points in Qingxiu Mountain have been occupied, and it is really difficult to choose a better one.
It's not that Uncle Jiu pursues perfection, but he doesn't want his brand to be ruined.
After all, there is Taoist Master Qingfeng, who is ready to laugh.
If in the end, the place he was looking for was not as good as him, even if others didn't tell him, Uncle Jiu himself would feel ashamed.
They left the town and headed straight to Luoxia Mountain.
Xu Ping never expected that in just a few hours, he would come here again.
As luck would have it, the town was quiet for a while, no one died, and the shops had little business.
Just after he went out, a visitor came.
The housekeeper of the Zhao Mansion was rejected and anxiously walked around the door of the shop.
Ah Wei, the unknown captain in the town, brought a team of people over to investigate the scene. In the end, nothing was found.
It was decided to carry the body to the police station first and let the police there conduct an autopsy and assist in the investigation.
Now, the family is just waiting for the coffin.
You can't do it in broad daylight. It's unlucky to expose the body under the scorching sun.
He came with a lot of money, although he didn't understand why the always stingy man could be so generous this time.
But seeing that the shop door was closed, he had no choice.
After calling the door for a while, he had no choice but to run back again.
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Luoxia Mountain.
On the winding mountain road, the three of them walked and stopped, surveying the terrain back and forth.
Xu Ping didn't know it yet, but the Wutong Shen, which he longed for, had already boosted his sales.
But there is a saying that goes well, don't offend anyone who does evil business, because no one will be killed.
It's like if he is in the shop and just makes up any excuse not to sell, you still can't steal it.
If that were the case, then Xu Ping would be so happy that he would have reason to get angry.
If I sell, I will sell you a few more coffins.
There is a saying in Feng Shui: Three years to find the dragon, ten years to tap the acupuncture points.
In addition to being proficient in Feng Shui, luck also plays a major role in building a good Yin House.
The three of them spent the whole morning wandering around Luoxia Mountain, but still found nothing.
Resting under a big tree, he took out dry food and ate absentmindedly. Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly: "Xiao Xu, there doesn't seem to be any good place in Luoxia Mountain."
I have basically figured out the Qi situation here...Xu Ping used Zhanwang Qi Technique along the way, and combined with the records in the Qing Sang Sutra, I already have a general direction.
"Uncle Jiu, since there is no good hole here, how about making one?"
Xu Ping's words were like thunder, hitting Uncle Jiu's heart.
"Create... create a hole?" Uncle Jiu muttered absentmindedly, young people nowadays are so good at playing, are they so courageous?
The bad luck in Feng Shui of the Yin House mainly depends on the aura around the Yin House.
The main factors that determine the aura are the sitting direction of the Yin House, water flow, mountain topography, etc.
How to make this?
Although Gu Nianhua has studied hard since entering the mountains, this kind of thing is still beyond her understanding.
In a state of confusion.
Xu Ping nodded and reminded him: "Uncle Jiu, do you still remember that mountain temple?"
The words woke up the dreamer, Uncle Jiu's eyes lit up, his waist and legs no longer hurt, and he became energetic again.
The site of the mountain temple is originally a mountain, surrounded by aura, and has an excellent Feng Shui pattern.
It is surrounded by mountains at the back, and not far ahead is a large cypress tree.
It is recorded in "Book of Rites" that: "The venerable ones have high hills and many trees; the humble ones have few trees. The emperor's tomb is three blades high, and the trees are pine; the princes are half high, and the trees are cypress; the officials are eight feet high, and the trees are luan."
"When a scholar is four feet tall, his trees are made of locust trees; when a common man has no grave, his trees are made of willow trees."
In the feudal period, this was a treatment only given to princes.
As for the original site of the mountain temple, the river is behind the mountain, nourishing the mountain forest, and being affected by the energy of the earth and wood, it is bound to have many children and good fortune.
It just meets Ren Tingting's requirements.
Perfect.
Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu stood up suddenly. The cold steamed buns in his hands no longer smelled good, and he immediately wanted to conduct an on-site inspection.
But in an instant, he thought again.
It is somewhat taboo to build a tomb on the site of a mountain temple.
Not to mention that there were dozens of bones buried in that land.
Uncle Jiu felt disappointed. Thinking of what he had just said, his heart moved and he asked, "How do you plan to make it?"
Since Xiao Xu could say this, he must have planned it in advance, and his words are quite reliable.
The reliable Xu Ping said directly: "Uncle Jiu, the mountain temple at that time had been polluted by yellow skin. There was no breath of the mountain spirit. Now there is only the gathering of yin energy. Think about it, you should know how to dispel the yin energy."
Bar?"
Uncle Jiu nodded thoughtfully.
But after a while, he asked again about his concerns: "But there have been bones buried there, and the yin energy has become a qi situation. Even after being dispersed, it will regroup within a short period of time."
Seeing him asking this question, Xu Ping had already made a plan and said with a smile: "Then let the local Qi surround it again so that the Yin Qi cannot gather..."
Having said this, he revealed his eight white teeth, shining brightly: "Just right, I'm good at this."
The canopy of the trees is as tall as a canopy, with dappled sunlight shining through.
Xu Ping's body was decorated with broken jade, and when he said these words, an unknown temperament came out of him.
Not to mention Gu Nianhua, even Uncle Jiu was stunned...
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It is not difficult to cast a spell to dispel the Yin Qi.
Uncle Jiu was a fastidious man, so he put on an apricot Taoist robe, held a peach wood sword, and prepared to cast the evil-dispelling spell.
This yin-dispelling spell is to change the flow of yin energy around you within a certain period of time.
It was originally used on yin objects, but by analogy, it is also applicable to places where yin energy gathers.
Standing on the ruins of the mountain temple, you can still see a lot of broken stones and broken trees.
"Yin spirits disperse, evil spirits retreat, heavenly talismans appear, and the universe is protected."
"Hurry up like a law."
"Edict!"
Uncle Jiu shouted loudly, upright and awe-inspiring.
The nine Yin-dispelling talismans strung on the peach wood sword were instantly ignited and flew into the air.
Nine talismans surrounded the ruins, and a strong wind swept across, blowing the explosive flames and approaching the ruins.
Instantly!
Countless snakes, insects, rats, and ants crawled out of the ruins and scrambled to escape.
Qi-watching technique... Xu Ping raised his eyes and saw that the Yin Qi lingering on the ruins was dissipating like smoke as the Yang Qi approached.
He knew that this was only temporary. If he ignored it for a few days, the yin energy would breed again due to the special nature of this place.
"Brother Xu, didn't you say there is Yin Qi here? Why didn't I feel anything?" Gu Nianhua didn't notice anything strange in her body.
Xu Ping glanced at her and explained: "Because the Yin energy here gathers only in the ruins, and you have Bagua Topaz, which can also offset the Yin energy."
Having said this, he thought of Uncle Jiu's good intentions in bringing her here, and said in a deep voice: "Watch it well and study hard."
Gu Nianhua nodded in understanding and smiled sweetly: "Yes, I understand."
Due to the ups and downs of his life experience, the haze caused by the blows has returned to the light under the guidance of Xu Ping and Jiu Shu.
After maintaining the yin-dispelling charm and tea time, the yin energy on the ruins disappeared, and the yin-dispelling talisman in the air was burned out, turned into ashes and blown into the air.
Uncle Jiu looked happy and looked at Xu Ping standing aside: "Xiao Xu, it's up to you."
Hear the words.
Xu Ping took a step forward and stood in front of the ruins. He held his copper coin sword to the ground and stepped on Tiangang Steps, carving out lines one after another.
The lines on the ground gradually became more complicated. Some of these strange patterns looked like domestic animals and beasts, some looked like large birds, and some looked like mountains and rivers.
It is like the appearance of heaven and earth, finally forming a simple magic circle.
It is exactly what is recorded in the Qingnang Jing.