"That’s it." She gave me a look. "Do you suspect that he has a problem?"
"No, just asking," I said lightly.
A few minutes later, there was no road in front of us. Tang Yi pointed to a hillside in front of us. "Our ancestral grave is there! See that piece of white marble! "
There are three marble tombs on the slope of Kuangshan Mountain, and many pine trees are planted around them, which looks very imposing.
"The geomantic omen in this place is not bad." I looked around. "No wonder the Tang family can persist in it after so many things."
"What do you mean?" She frowned. "Is our ancestor wicked?"
"I didn’t say that." I smiled. "Let’s go and have a look."
"Didn’t you say I couldn’t go to the ancestral grave?"
"We’re here to do something special. You have to go today." I took her hand and left.
"Hey, Brother Lin, do you see every girl holding hands?" She asked curiously
"That’s not true. At least I can’t hate this person." I said, "Actually, I like to hold Ye Huan’s hand with you. There’s nothing I can do."
She threw me away. "Don’t force yourself to walk."
I pulled it back again. "I know you can walk by yourself, but this ancestral grave is marked with black blood. If I don’t pull you, you will be possessed."
She was stupefied. "So this ancestral grave caused my accident?"
"Don’t ask, I’ll tell you when I see it." I stopped to look at the layout of Feng Shui around me. "Anyway, if I don’t say that you will ask endlessly, I might as well take the initiative to tell you."
She didn’t talk for a long time and walked around Tangjiazu’s grave with me several times. She looked at whatever I looked at. I didn’t know that she was very sensible.
"It’s a pity that it’s good feng shui." I sighed. "Hey, do you understand?"
She shook her head. "The more you look at it, the more confused it is. It’s all the same around here. I really don’t know what you’re looking at."
I smiled. "To say that the geographical situation around here doesn’t look special, but look at your ancestral grave. This tens of square meters is just a small nest. This kind of feng shui is called’ Wang Yewo’."
She smiled. "That’s an interesting name. Does that mean there will be a sovereign in our family?"
I smiled and dragged her to the top of the hillside, pointing to a male peak far north. "Look at that peak, the hill on its left is full of lush trees and stretches eastward along that mountain ridge. If there is another river or small lake over there, what about this green? Live. "
"There seems to be a small reservoir over there …" She said? What is the stress of living? "
"Don’t worry, just hear me out." I pointed to the west again. "That small mountain over there is very steep. What does it look like?"
"It’s not like a white tiger anyway." She smiled mischievously.
"Cong!" I also smiled. "Most people think that if the mountain shape is as fierce as a tiger and leopard, it is auspicious. If it is not, the essence of the white tiger position lies in whether it can hold the tiger and what the mountain shape looks like."
"I don’t understand. Tell me." She looked at me seriously.
"The white tiger master kills and the tiger, an animal, must first take advantage of the mountain." I said, "That is to say, the steeper the mountain, the more dangerous it is. The more powerful the white tiger can be, the more fierce it is."
"Then I understand." She nodded. "Only when the white tiger touches this terrain can it inspire vitality, so Feng Shui is living Feng Shui!"
"That’s right," I nodded. "I won’t say anything about the name of that mountain peak. Does it always match both sides? There will be a Feng Shui treasure cave in the living tiger to become the emperor’s throne. Your ancestral grave here is just a line with the emperor’s throne, and the distance is not far from it. It’s just the 25-mile road station. This is called Wang Yewo. "
"How do you know it’s twenty-five miles?" She looked at me curiously.
"I just know if you don’t believe me." I glanced at her. "Okay, nonsense is over. It’s time to get down to business. Let’s find out the black blood sign while it’s not dark."
When I came to Wang Ye’s nest, I took out a copper compass from my bag and carefully adjusted it. Once it has been more than one hundred days, I can’t see it from the aura. I can push back the position through what happened at the victim’s house.
After adjusting the direction, I looked at a tomb on the left of Tangjiazu’s grave. "Is this your grandfather’s grave?"
"Well," Tang Yi nodded and pointed to the tombstone. "It was an accident when this monument was erected."
I thought about it and dragged her to the west of the grave about 15 meters away. "This should be it. Close your eyes and meditate for a while."
"hmm!" She obeyed and closed her eyes.
I walked behind her and put my fingers on her finger. She made a calming spell in the middle of the back and patted it in.
"Brother …" She shivered slightly. "I heard some sounds … strange sounds … seemed far away … and seemed close …"
"What’s that sound?" I looked at her intently
"Is … is … smile …" She seems to be a little hot and slightly out of breath.