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"How can a person without courage achieve great things?!" Zhang Er's voice was not heavy, but it was sharp and decisive! It rang in my ears even more.
Mother-in-law? No courage?
This is what Zhang Er thinks of me? !
I also faintly seem to have been pushed away by a layer of fog. Since I left the village, except for the very beginning, I have the mentality that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and my eyes are red for hundreds of thousands.
But after encountering a lot of things, I was afraid that I would be infected with other karma and troubles. This is actually inferior! Be intimidated, look forward and look backward!
The more people are afraid of something, the more they become more and more afraid of it.
?This way of doing things has saved me from a lot of big mistakes, just like when I met Xu Baipi in the Xu family, I didn't do anything rashly.
I also did a lot of small things wrong, and it was Liu Wensan and Chen Xiazi who helped me deal with the aftermath. But am I really that kind of person?
Ask yourself, I don't want to be muddled, but I can't control many things, and I don't dare to care so much that I can't bear the consequences!
The more reason for this is that I don't understand!
Relying on the three wonderful books of Yinsheng Nine Techniques, House Classic, and Bone Physiognomy, I have learned some yin and yang techniques by groping, but the methods of use are all through trial and error. Even if I know so much, compared to Li Dexian, it still pales in comparison, and I am played by him in the palm of my hand!
Facing the fool of the Wang family, he was beaten passively, and even almost died! So much so that my mother still doesn't know whether she is safe or not!
Before this river embankment and dam, if it weren't for my grandfather's letter, I would have no solution to the hidden danger of the iron cow.
The river wind blew by, bringing my thoughts back to my senses.
Looking at Zhang Er's back steadily, he is still looking at Yangjiang at the moment.
At the same time, he pinched his fingers with one hand, as if he was calculating something.
Maybe Zhang Er doesn't have the Yin-Yang technique as powerful as my grandfather and Zhang Jiugua.
Geographic geomancy is completely different from ordinary Fengshui and Yeluzi!
But it's just like what he said before.
experience! He has decades of experience!
His willingness to teach me is enough to lead me on the road!
I let out a long breath, and bowed respectfully to Zhang Er.
"Mr. Zhang, you have been taught."
What I said came from the bottom of my heart without any affectation.
Zhang Er hummed, then turned his head and glanced to the right, where I asked Feng Zhirong to build the Zhenwu Pagoda.
The ancestral hall is nearing completion, and the small tower is only two or three meters high, and it will be repaired soon.
"Zhenjiang with a tower, shouldn't it be just a simple tower?" Lear asked.
"There are sixty dragons penetrating the ground at the bottom of the river to form a Fengshui town. I asked Master Feng to carve a copper plate town with seventy-two dragons piercing the mountain. The Fengshui bureau corresponds to the Fengshui bureau, and the dragon energy of Huayang River is stable. Jiang An, I will take this opportunity to return to Zhenjiang." I replied in a low voice.
A bit of surprise flashed across Zhang Er's face, and he also gave me a bit of approval in his eyes.
"That's right, it's a good way to deal with it. There are no mountains in Yangjiang, so the people who built the river and dams deployed at the bottom of the river to stabilize Lailong."
"Now that you are building seventy-two dragon plates across the mountain by the river, it can be regarded as echoing from afar."
"The mourning hall where the thousand corpses are enshrined will be placed around the tower, under the tower of Zhenjiang, forgive the thousand corpses not to dare to cause trouble!"
What Zhang Er said shocked me even more!
Taco Zhenjiang, the corpse is a thing in the river, so it can naturally suppress the corpse!
Obviously I asked Feng Zhirong to build the pagoda, but I didn't know that the pagoda could still be used in this way. Lear taught me another lesson.
I nodded heavily, and went to find Feng Bao and Feng Jun, who were supervising the construction site.
At this moment, Feng Zhirong has already arranged for the worshipers of Wanjia, so I don't need to bother him with this trivial matter.
However, Liu Wensan and the corpse hunters had already gone down to the river to investigate. If they were to retrieve the corpses, they had to wait for them to go ashore before going into the water, so they could see how the river was going along the way.
Soon, I found Feng Bao and Feng Jun outside the ancestral hall, told the request, and they immediately went to do it.
He returned to the pier again, and stood with Lear waiting.
Lear asked me some more things, all about the Yangjiang Tieniu. After thinking about it, I tried my best to finish talking about the situation.
He nodded and didn't say much else.
About half an hour later, Liu Wensan and others boarded the pier.
"Jiangxia is very stable, and it is very abnormal to be stable. Those corpses are very strange. They were originally piled up layer by layer, but they slowly stood up, floating corpses standing, this is rare"
"What does that feel like? Yes, yes! The tree wants to be still, but the wind doesn't stop! What is stable is the bottom of the river, and what is moving is the current. This is related to the release of water upstream and the release of water from the dam."
Liu Wensan said with a frown while wiping the water off his head.
I heard my heart beat slightly.
It is normal for the bottom of the river to be stable. The townships of the penetrating sixty dragons returned to their original positions and continued to play a role in stabilizing the Yangjiang River.
Standing floating corpses is no small feat, as can be seen from the fact that these corpse hunters say they are rare.
I told Liu Wensan about Lear's plan to discuss finding the corpse now.
The rest of the corpse hunters looked at each other in blank dismay, discussing something with their heads down, probably pros and cons, and the issue of suppressing corpses.
Liu Wensan looked at me fixedly for several seconds.
I thought he was going to ask me, but I didn't expect that he didn't ask a single extra word, he just slapped his thigh and said a word.
"Fill!"
Of course, the rest of the corpse hunters still asked about the suppression of corpses. They were generally worried about the fact that during the day, it was easy to retrieve corpses, but it was difficult to suppress them at night. There was a high probability of accidents, and they could not control them.
Without waiting for my answer, Lear said, "The Tower of Zhenjiang suppresses corpses, nothing will happen. You can rest assured that you can go into the water. If there is any problem, it is the business of Luo Shiliu and I. Once we go ashore, the corpse hunters don't have to worry about it."
The rest of the corpses were relieved.
Liu Wensan patted his shoulder and secretly gave me a thumbs up.
When they went into the water again, it was not just nine bamboo rafts.
Liu Wensan also notified that the corpse-hunting team from Neiyang City had come!
Although the ordinary workers of the corpse recovery team can't go into the water to retrieve the corpses, they can help tow them on the boat, and they can go ashore directly after the boat is full.
If it is true that they catch one and send one ashore, there are thousands of corpses, enough to catch four or five days.
As time passed bit by bit, the dark clouds gradually became heavier.
At this moment, thousands of black wooden tables have been placed beside the Zhenjiang Tower, and they are all arranged as a mourning hall.
There are big umbrellas on the top of the mourning hall, and the square umbrellas are connected in a row.
The joss sticks were lit, and the tribute offerings were placed neatly.
The light rain was falling sparsely, and the cool air was mixed with the smell of dark paper candles.
At about ten o'clock, the first boat of corpses approached the pier.
Under the command of Feng Bao and Feng Jun, the workers of the corpse hunting team carried the corpses and walked towards the row of mourning halls.
Without exception, these corpses were men in their twenties and thirties.
They didn't rot, at most, their skin was ashen, their eyes were closed, and they were wrapped in dark green army coats.
Many of them have sabers or holsters pinned to their waists!
Although the person has been dead for many years, the heroic spirit can still be seen between his eyebrows.
Recalling the blood book written by grandpa, these corpses are all soldiers who guarded Yangjiang back then!
It was like a boulder was pressing on my heart, and it was difficult to breathe.
What kind of person was that master geomancy back then?
The feng shui bureau he made is so terrifying that it is almost calculated by manpower. The conventional feng shui bureau has been calculated according to the changes in the terrain and environment, and it has been calculated decades later.
For the sake of this feng shui bureau, killing people is like nothing!
Even in the turmoil of the war back then, there were few people who were so cruel and ruthless.
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