"I want to take a look. People say that there is green smoke coming out of the ancestral graves. What does this green smoke look like?"

As soon as I thought about it, the world in front of me suddenly changed, as if I had returned to the five-color world I saw at the Taishan military base that day.

The last time Zhou Yi 'saw' the world composed of the five elements' vitality, he relied on the help of the Seven Stars Prayer Bureau, but these dozens of warm currents poured into his body, making him not only feel comfortable, but also he could see it immediately as long as his mind moved slightly.

Yeah, it's just as easy as lifting a weight.

What I saw in front of me was a world with black and white as the base, with light five-color gases flowing in it. However, the quantity and quality of the five elements' vitality were obviously several grades worse than those in Taishan Military Base, and they were very thin. But among these thin vitality

, Zhou Yi clearly saw that there were dozens of azure air currents rolling up under the surface of the earth. Looking at the location of the air current, it turned out to be the graves of ancestors of all generations!

"Sure enough, it is the vitality of the clan, the green smoke from the ancestral graves! It is so familiar with me, and it has entered my body, and there is no incompatibility at all..."

That day in Taishan Zhouyi, with the help of the Seven-Star Prayer Bureau, it was only to guide the vitality of the five elements to heal Old Mrs. Liu. Not only the vitality of wood had to be carefully selected, but also the energy of human Yang and the power of medicine had been recovered in Old Mrs. Liu's body.

Yang Qi,

Only by neutralizing some of the "spiritual light" that Zhou Yi secretly passed through can he successfully reach the state of the unity of the three yangs. If it were Zhou Yi himself, if he didn't make enough preparations, he would have to absorb the five elements' vitality for his own use.

is very difficult.

In fact, Zhou Yi was not unmoved afterwards, but when he thought that he almost died under lightning, he immediately gave up the dangerous idea; he was not one of those awesome protagonists in novels who wanted to go against the will of heaven and kill Buddhas and saints. Now

I live a good life, and I can't afford to take this risk.

However, these clan vitality and the green smoke coming out of the ancestral graves entered his body directly without his guidance or calling, and were absorbed into his meridians and even the spiritual level deep in his brain. Zhou Yi could feel the clan vitality.

The power contained in it, this power does not allow him to destroy the world, kill Buddhas and saints, but makes him feel more energetic. Just like a person who has been insomniac for a long time, after a good sleep, he opens his mouth.

With my eyes, I found that the sun was shining brightly, and the weather was as good as my mood.

If Liuxu was by his side at this moment, it would not be thirteen times. Zhou Yi felt that he could come here a hundred and thirty times! Refreshing, comfortable, calm, listening... Even if he uses all kinds of beautiful adjectives,

He couldn't describe the wonderful feeling he felt at this moment.

While enjoying this wonderful feeling, a biting chill suddenly invaded, making Zhou Yi shiver. The clan energy that was pouring into his body was also interrupted. Zhou Yi suddenly woke up, looked back, and found that

The chill comes from the eight-character water flow!

The science of Feng Shui is so effective! Monk Mingwei didn't brag? After personal experience, Zhou Yi now has no choice but to believe it.

"The compass is spinning. It's spinning so fast!"

"It's more than nine laps, I just can't stop!"

"I found it, I found it, our Zhou family's Qiang'er Xiangliang has appeared, it's Brother Yi..."

"Uncle Yi, Uncle Yi, you are really amazing..." This is a junior, and he was so excited that he started singing on the spot.

"Amitabha, Zhou Yi, please return the compass to me quickly..."

Mingwei was astonished. He rushed forward and reached out to grab the compass. Zhouyi really frightened him. If things continued like this, the compass passed down by his former teacher would definitely become bad. He felt bad...

...

The Zhou family members were like stars holding the moon around Zhou Yi. Everyone was smiling; the old man Zhou Maotong was even more proud, his lips curled up to his ears, look...

He must be our son, he will be a strong man wherever he goes!

For a time, the Zhou family's ancestral graves were full of joy and laughter. Those who knew it was a grand ancestor worship, but those who didn't knew thought it was a small visit to the palace, a big marriage, and a wedding ceremony...

***

In the spacious and bright farmyard, there are more than a dozen tables set up at the moment. The only people who can sit here, except Mingwei, are direct blood relatives of the Zhou family.

Platefuls of fragrant braised pork, various stir-fried dishes, and the farm's private wine were served as if they were free of charge; all the men of the Zhou family were in a mood to enjoy the large bowls of wine, which had more than half of the firepower.

They all aimed at Zhou Yi, who was sitting at the head table.

Zhou Yi is now rising, and his status is outstanding. Even Zhou Tianqing, the most senior person, is sitting down to accompany him, smilingly inviting his children and grandchildren, and swaying him like a revolving door. Ordinarily, according to the rules of the countryside, women and children are not allowed to sit at the table, and the head of the table is more important.

Only the older generation are qualified to sit; but today’s situation

Different, Zhou Yi is the only beam among the surviving descendants of the Zhou family and the hope of the clan. Zhou Tianqing refuses to take the throne no matter what. He will burst into tears and argue with anyone who persuades him. Zhou Yi really had no choice, so he sat down.

In this position of attracting attention, he became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Brother Yi, good brother! Come on, come on, drink three bowls with me. He's a man from the Zhou family, isn't he? If you are, drink it!"

"Uncle Yi, Goose respects you... Goose knows that you have drunk too much. Can Goose drink two bowls and you drink one bowl? If you don't drink, Goose will kowtow to you..."

"Amitabha, brother Zhou... the monk also wants to toast you. You have almost destroyed the monk's compass. Are you embarrassed not to drink? We are good friends. Please drink less, just six bowls.

Come on, Liuliu Dashun!"

Who are these people? They are just uncles and brothers at home. It is your first time to drink alcohol and you must have fun. Mingwei, why are you making fun of you? A good monk who eats meat and drinks alcohol is better than anyone else.

Even though you are having fun, you are not afraid of going to hell after death?

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes angrily and spoke very viciously.

"Amitabha, hell is so wonderful. As the saying goes, 'If hell is not empty, you will never become a Buddha.' Monk, I am willing to imitate Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva... I have nothing to say, brother, let's do it!"

Is this still a monk? This is a bandit! Zhou Yi really wanted to beat him up, but in the end he couldn't do it, so he had to drink...

Zhou Yi couldn't even remember how many jars of wine he had drunk during this drinking session. He didn't know whether it was because his body had been transformed by the system, or because he had just received the protection of his ancestors and the smoke from his ancestral graves added to his body. The more he drank, the more energetic he became; in the end, the Zhou family's

Those good boys and old men were all drunk, lying on their stomachs, sleeping, and some simply slipped under the table, leaving only Mingwei still drinking with him. This monk was also a huge drinker.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, it was time for gossip. Zhou Tianqing broke into a cold sweat when he thought about how he and Zhou Yi and his son had almost turned against each other before. Fortunately, this time he was guided by the monk Mingwu during the ancestor worship. Most of his mistakes were due to

He felt a little better about the feng shui problem in his ancestor's ghost house, and he had the confidence to further deepen his relationship with Zhou Yi and his son.

After much deliberation, the old fox felt that he should start with Zhou Yi. He said to Zhou Tianqing: "Da Sheng, brother Yi will be almost thirty this year, right?"

"Yes, I just celebrated my twenty-eighth birthday." Zhou Maotong said with a smile.

"At this age, we should have several children in the countryside. But we can't delay any longer. Have we not found a suitable girl's family yet?"

Zhou Tianqing smiled and said: "If that's the case, then let's take care of it on my second uncle. There are a few girls in our village who are good-looking. They have big breasts and round waists. It's not difficult to have children... If

Brother Yi doesn't like girls from the country, so I'll ask Uncle Changfeng to help you look for her in the city. Based on the conditions of our Zhou family, we will definitely find a good girl."

"Hey, Second Grandpa..." When Zhou Yi heard that he was asking for a match, he immediately refused.

"Haha, brother Yi, don't be embarrassed. I really have a suitable candidate in my hand. I originally planned to give it to my son. Now you are the strong son of our Zhou family, the hope of the clan. You shoulder the heavy responsibility of passing on the family line.

I’ll give it to you first. Shengli, do you have any objection?”

"Of course I don't have any objection, dad, just stick to my brother Yi first, that's what you should do..."

Zhou Shengli's face turned pale and he broke into cold sweat. He quickly expressed his attitude.

When Zhou Yi heard that something bad was going on, what a mess, my friend had been cheating thirteen times in one night, and he still wanted to introduce a girl to me? He was about to tell the whole story about his relationship with Liu Xu, but his cell phone rang very promptly at this moment.

"Haha, Xiao Zhou... I'm Liao Feng. Did you call me just now? Sorry, sorry, I was in a meeting just now." Liao Feng laughed on the phone and said, "Go ahead, talk to me."

What's up?"

"Haha, Secretary Liao? It's not a big deal, it's just like this..."

Zhou Yi told the story about the sand dune: "We also know that the government encourages the masses to clear sand and remove sediment, but this sand dune is too big after all. If you want to move it, you have to say hello to the local government, right? I won't look for brats.

, talk directly to you, the Lord of Hell..."

"What you said means that we are all dead ghosts?"

Liao Feng said dumbfounded: "Okay, I know this. Let's do this, Xiao Zhou, I'll call the Oyuan government and ask them to organize people to do it. Even if the government comes forward to clean up the silt, you can give me a symbolic fee."

With a few dollars, the problem of feng shui of ancestral graves is solved, and the relevant departments also achieve political achievements. Isn't this a good thing that kills two birds with one stone?"

"Hey, that's great, thank you, Secretary Liao."

"My name is Brother Liao! I'm going to be unhappy because you're too foreign. I heard from Master Mingwei that you built a 'Wangqi Courtyard' in Yunshuishan, Shandong Province, and you also have privately brewed good wine.

Brother, I’m still thinking of going to your place with Master to have a few meals, you won’t welcome me, right?”

"Is this happening? Of course you are welcome, haha..."

Zhou Yi understood as soon as he heard that Liao Feng wanted to set up a friendship with him, and probably half of the reason was because of Tang Gong and Li Jucheng behind him. However, during the two days in Xiaokong Temple, he and Liao Feng had a good relationship.

Although this person is also a veteran in officialdom, he still retains many bottom lines that bureaucrats no longer have. He is also quite funny. There is no harm in making friends with such a person.

"That's great. Brother, I won't be polite when I get there, haha."

Liao Feng laughed and said: "Don't turn off your phone. In half an hour at most, the relevant departments will contact you. We need to fix the feng shui of our ancestral tomb first. This is a big deal!"

The dignified officials of the province and the frontiers are all called "our family". What is power? This is power!

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