Chapter 1: The Book of Innate Feng Shui

February 30th.

In the month of Wuchen and the day of Renyin, it is forbidden to perform sacrifices.

Looking at the north slope.

At the foot of the highest hill in Fengmen Village, there are graves stretching for miles. The sky is gloomy, mist is floating, crows are croaking on the dead branches beside the graves, which makes the atmosphere sad, and the dead grass beside the graves rustles, which makes it seem dead silent.

Two people were walking in a cemetery.

There was a man, about twenty years old, carrying a peach wood sword on his back and holding a Bagua compass. He was a little thin, with a well-defined face and a bronze complexion that added a bit of toughness to his temperament. His thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and his deep eyes flashed with a firm light. His black hair was casually tied up with a rope.

His name is Lin Fengjiu.

The other person was an old man in his fifties or sixties, with a blessed face but a look of deep sorrow.

"Mr. Lin, how about we go back first? I'll call a few more people over."

The old man walked in front to lead the way for Lin Fengjiu, with a look of retreat on his face.

A few miles from the grave, the sky was gloomy, fog was growing, crows were croaking, and from time to time you could hear some noise coming from the grave. This scene, this atmosphere, was a bit creepy.

Mr. Lu is the richest man in Fengmen Village. The wealth in his hands is enough to rank among the top in nearby towns. He is truly wealthy.

the day before yesterday.

Mr. Lu's father passed away and was buried. Not long after the coffin was placed in the ground, a thick fog suddenly appeared on Wangbei Slope for no reason. The chickens and dogs in Mr. Lu's family died inexplicably, and even his children kept having accidents.

Some people said that there was a problem with Mr. Lu’s father’s grave. Mr. Lu consulted many Feng Shui masters, but to no avail. Then he found Lin Fengjiu.

Lin Fengjiu is a well-known person in the neighborhood. He is good at exorcising evil spirits, measuring feng shui, and selecting grave sites. His only shortcoming is that his fees are a bit high. The bigger the case, the higher the fee.

"Now that we are here, let's go and take a look."

Lin Fengjiu spoke with a smile.

Although the surrounding environment is a little creepy now, it is relatively okay. It is much better than his previous guest appearance as the Third Guardian and attending a funeral in the pitch-black night.

"I'm afraid of ghosts."

Mr. Lu was nervous.

If he had known that the surrounding environment was so creepy, he would not have been in a hurry to bring Lin Fengjiu in alone. He would have at least called dozens of servants along.

"The ancestors of Fengmen Village are buried under Wangbei Slope. Even if there are ghosts, they belong to your Fengmen Village and will not harm you, a descendant of Fengmen Village. Besides, I am still here. What are you afraid of?"

Lin Fengjiu didn't expect Mr. Lu to be so timid.

After all, you are the richest man in Fengmen Village, and you have made your business in Jiuyun City. You must have experienced a lot of business battles, swords and guns. You should have developed courage a long time ago, so why are you so afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind?

Click.

There was a crisp breaking sound, and Master Lu was startled, his body couldn't help but pause, and he said cautiously: "Master Lin, I stepped on something."

"I heard."

Lin Fengjiu heard the sound just now.

"It's soft down there."

Mr. Lu had a crying face and his body was shaking slightly.

"Don't move."

Lin Fengjiu paused.

The graves were towering and covered with dead grass. When you stepped on something, it was soft. It was not the kind with rings on its body or a crooked head.

If it really is that kind of thing, it would be fine as he has some skills. But if Mr. Lu gets frightened and his legs go weak and his feet loosen, he will die here if he is not careful.

Mr. Lu is his wealthy father, so he can't just hand it over so easily.

The peach blossom sword behind him was quietly drawn out.

Take a step forward.

He suddenly struck at Master Lu's heel, only to feel a slight recoil. The sensation seemed a little different from what he had imagined. He squatted down and sighed:

"Master Lu, can we please not be so startled in the future? If you scare others, they will be scared to death."

Upon hearing this, Master Lu took a closer look and realized that the thing under his feet was not alive. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He picked it up and couldn't help cursing, "Which idiot has nothing better to do than throw something into the graveyard?"

This is a rope.

A hemp rope as thick as an arm.

It scared him to death.

Just now I thought I stepped on a poisonous snake on the grave.

"Master Lu, do you think there is a possibility that this is the coffin rope?"

Lin Fengjiu said with some amusement.

"Bah bah bah."

Mr. Lu had a gloomy look on his face and threw the hemp rope in his hand several feet away.

"I'll walk in front and you'll show me the way from behind."

Lin Fengjiu walked in front of Master Lu.

He has to explore this road himself, otherwise, if nothing unexpected happens, it would be a joke if Mr. Lu scared himself to death.

The deepest part of the ancestral tomb in Fengshui Village.

There is a tomb covering half an acre, with its back against the north slope and mountain spring water flowing in front of it. There are pine trees planted around it, the surrounding walls are made of blue bricks, and the tombstone is carefully carved, making it look majestic.

There is new soil on the grave and white candles on the ground, which shows that the grave was obviously built not long ago.

This is the tomb of Mr. Lu’s father, Mr. Lu.

"It faces south and sits north. There is a wide open space in front of the tomb, and the back of the tomb is against the north slope. There are also several water holes around it to draw water from the mountain, forming an embracing posture."

"According to the terrain and with the arrangement, it can become a dragonfly-diving hole. It can bring prosperity to descendants and wealth to future generations."

"Master Lu, you should have asked someone with expertise."

Lin Fengjiu and Mr. Lu came to Mr. Lu’s grave. With just a glance, they knew the depth of the grave.

With his solid theoretical knowledge and years of practice, he knew that the location of Master Lu's tomb was a good Feng Shui treasure land. "Mr. Lin, you have a good eye."

Mr. Lu had an admiring look on his face.

In order to choose a tomb for his father, he went to Jiuyun City specifically to ask a Feng Shui master for help. It took him three full days to decide on this dragonfly-touching-water tomb.

"The land is good, and the layout is also good. But it's a pity that someone tampered with it, and the auspicious grave became an inauspicious one. We have to open the grave and see what's going on inside."

The compass in Lin Fengjiu's hand kept shaking.

In terms of Feng Shui, the good or bad fortune of a tomb is not only related to the burial location, but also to the birth date of the deceased, the burial time, the direction of the coffin, and the items arranged in the tomb. It is not about just finding a good place and putting a person in it.

"Open the grave?"

Mr. Lu was a little suspicious whether he had misheard.

He offered a high price to solve the problem, not to make things worse for you. But now you open your mouth and want to dig up my father's grave. Is this something a human can do?
"Master Lu, the most basic point of the dragonfly touching the water hole is to see whether the soil covering the coffin is yellow. If it is not yellow, the dragonfly touching the water hole will not have much effect."

"I need to see the layout inside to determine what went wrong."

"Of course, if you don't want to, I can just turn around and leave. You can just find someone else and just pretend I was never here."

Lin Fengjiu said lightly.

Although he wanted to make money from Mr. Lu, he didn't want to force him so as not to create hatred. If Mr. Lu didn't want to, then so be it.

"Do you really want to dig?"

Mr. Lu's face was gloomy and uncertain.

“We really need to dig.”

Lin Fengjiu affirmed.

"Well, I'll go back and call someone."

Mr. Lu gritted his teeth and made a decision.

Lin Fengjiu's ability is well-known in the area within dozens of miles. Now he can tell at a glance that his father's grave is a dragonfly-touching-water hole, which further proves this point.

He had consulted many people before, but none of them could find anything. Now, if Lin Fengjiu left, there would be no one who could solve the problem of his father's grave.

"You don't need to find anyone else, just agree to it."

Lin Fengjiu stopped.

He needs other people's help to dig a grave. If this gets out, it will somewhat damage Lin's reputation. It will be enough if Mr. Lu nods. Let's see how he performs.

drink.

He squatted in a horse stance, shouted softly, and circulated the power in his body. A white light flashed in his hand, and he slapped it towards Master Lu's grave.

Xiantian Feng Shui Kung Fu, Lin Fengjiu's main practice.

Boom.

There was a loud trembling sound, dust flew everywhere, and the soil on Mr. Lu's grave broke apart, revealing a black coffin board made of nanmu.

"hiss"

Mr. Lu looked shocked.

He knew that Lin Fengjiu was skilled in Feng Shui, but he did not expect that Lin Fengjiu's boxing skills were so powerful.

The power of one punch is so terrifying.

If this hit him, wouldn't he be covered in bruises?
The soil on the grave was broken without damaging the coffin at all. This shows that Lin Fengjiu's control over power has reached a subtle level.

Hey.

There was a buzzing sound coming from deep inside Lin Fengjiu's body. His face became serious and he said, "Master Lu, go back and prepare incense, paper money, and sacrificial supplies. Get ready to open the coffin."

"Do we need to open the coffin?" asked Mr. Lu.

"You are talking nonsense. Why would I open the grave if the coffin is not removed? Hurry up and finish it sooner so that Master Lu's heroic spirit can rest in peace sooner."

Lin Fengjiu urged.

If Mr. Lu looked closely, he would find that Lin Fengjiu's face was abnormally flushed at this moment, and even speaking seemed a bit difficult.

However, Mr. Lu did not look closely. When he heard what Lin Fengjiu said, he did not say anything more. He immediately turned around and left in a hurry to go back to prepare things.

"It's killing me."

Lin Fengjiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mr. Lu walking away.

brush.

There was a flash of spiritual light, and an ancient black jade book appeared out of thin air, floating above Master Lu's coffin, emitting bursts of mysterious aura and spiritual light.

Lin Fengjiu was originally from the ancestral star. The reason why she appeared in this world was because of the ancient black jade book.

The innate Feng Shui book, the supreme Feng Shui book.

It is said that one comes fate, two is luck, three is feng shui, four is accumulating good deeds, five is reading, six is ​​reputation, seven is appearance, eight is respecting gods, nine is making friends with noble people, and ten is maintaining health. Fate, luck and feng shui rank in the top three.

The book on Xiantian Feng Shui contains three chapters of ancient techniques, which talk about fate, fortune and Feng Shui. Each chapter of the ancient techniques is extremely magnificent. If we record the ancient techniques in words and make them into a book, it will not be an exaggeration to describe it as vast as the smoke and smoke.

Each of the three ancient arts is extremely mysterious. Although separate from each other, they are closely connected. It can even be said that the three are a gradual process. First, cultivate Feng Shui, then cultivate luck, and then cultivate destiny. Use Feng Shui to change luck, and use luck to change destiny. When the merits are perfect, changing the luck for all living beings and changing the destiny for the heaven and earth is just a matter of convenience.

The innate Feng Shui skills that Lin Fengjiu practiced came from the Feng Shui ancient techniques in the three ancient techniques.

It is worth mentioning that, up to now, Lin Fengjiu has only learned the basics of Feng Shui.

As for the more profound ancient arts of luck and even destiny among the three ancient arts in the Xiantian Feng Shui book, they are not something that Lin Fengjiu can comprehend at this moment.

Lin Fengjiu estimated that if he wanted to comprehend the ancient art of luck and destiny, he would at least have to fully comprehend the ancient art of Feng Shui.

However, even if Lin Fengjiu has only learned the basics of the ancient art of Feng Shui, he has already made a name for himself in the art of Feng Shui.

Before, the Innate Feng Shui Book was lying quietly deep inside his body. Unexpectedly, just by opening Master Lu’s tomb, the Innate Feng Shui Book began to move abnormally, and he couldn’t suppress it even if he wanted to.

This was also the reason why he just used the excuse to ask Mr. Lu to go back and prepare things.

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