Hearing Ye Weiyang's words, Fang Yuan woke up instead and frowned immediately: "It shouldn't be."

While speaking, Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and asked again: "Old man, has this bridge really existed for a long time?"

"Nonsense, haven't you seen it myself?" Ye Weiyang pointed his hand and rolled his eyes, "Does this bridge look like it's like it's been built for a few years?"

"If you don't understand, please speak less." Fang Yuan waved his palm and said as if he drove away: "I mean, this bridge was built before the old man moved out of his ancestral home, and it was only after he moved out of his ancestral home that the new construction was completed."

"Before and after, this is a completely different situation."

At the right time, Fang Yuan's eyes flashed with wisdom: "If I had no idea, the old man should have left his hometown early and worked hard outside. He did not want to return to his roots in his later years to repair his ancestral home."

"Hmm?" The skinny old man said in surprise: "How do you know?"

"Simple." Fang Yuan chuckled: "You can tell from the attitude of the villagers just now. They seem to respect you very much, but they don't feel much intimate. On the contrary, there are still some alienation. From this, it is not difficult to infer."

"Brother, I have good eyesight." The thin old man smiled, and his expression was a little bitter: "Yes, the child left home and returned, and his hometown accent was a bit weak before it changed. In addition to a group of old brothers, how many people remember me? It is inevitable that they are separated and alienated."

The skinny old man sighed, and was unwilling to mention the past more. He just nodded and said, "Brother, you are right. This bridge was built after I moved out of my ancestral home. It turned out that it was a wooden bridge, but thirty years ago, the wooden bridge had undergone years of erosion by wind and rain, and naturally collapsed. Then the village raised funds to rebuild the stone bridge."

"Brother, is there something wrong with this bridge?" After explaining it clearly, the skinny old man was also surprised and confused: "This bridge is hundreds of meters away from the house, so it will not have any impact."

"Under normal circumstances, there will definitely be no impact, and there are even some benefits." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "After all, the bridge is closed to the water outlet, which can often prevent wealth leakage. But this cannot be generalized, and specific issues need to be analyzed in detail."

The thin old man had a solemn expression and said respectfully: "Please give me advice."

As the so-called old-fashioned person, the thin old man knows etiquette and obeys etiquette and understands the principle that the master is the first. He does not rely on his seniority to be a few decades older than Fang Yuan, but instead puts his attitude very low.

"The old man doesn't need to do this." Seeing this, Fang Yuan hurriedly avoided it and explained: "It is normal for bridges to lock water outlets, but many people have overlooked one thing. The function of bridges is not only as simple as locking water outlets, but also has the function of keeping air."

"Receive?" The skinny old man was stunned for a moment and said in confusion: "What does it mean?"

"It means literally." Fang Yuan asked with a smile: "Old man, what do you think is the essence of a bridge, and what was the original intention of the ancients to build a bridge?"

"Original intention?" The thin old man thought for a while and hesitated: "Is it for the convenience of passage?"

"That's right, that's it." Fang Yuan nodded immediately and said, "The ancients built bridges and paved roads, to put it bluntly, to make travel easier. No matter ancient and modern times, there is no difference in the essence of bridges and roads, which is the so-called transportation. A bridge is built north and south, and the natural barrier becomes a thoroughfare."

"Where is convenient for transportation, the economy of that place will develop. There are many such examples, and I don't need to list them one by one. However, in Feng Shui, this effect can be called "receiving the air."

Fang Yuan said in a casual manner: "Using the convenience of transportation, we can connect the prosperity of developed areas to underdeveloped places, and then the underdeveloped areas will also flourish. From direct flights between countries, railways running through continents, to small roads between towns, and small roads between villages, all of which are for this purpose."

"That's right." The skinny old man thought about it carefully, couldn't help but clap his hands and sighed: "Young man is right. The function of bridges and roads is indeed to keep air flowing, and blocking the water outlet is just a cover."

"I can't say that, I'll say the same thing, analyze the specific problems in detail." Fang Yuan chuckled: "At least in this place, this small bridge, I think that compared to blocking the water outlet, the air-receiving effect is greater."

"Why do you say that?" the skinny old man asked hurriedly.

"Didn't I just say that your old ancestral home has the essence of the Feng Shui pattern of dragon playing in the water?" Fang Yuan asked in reverse: "Do you know how I came to such a conclusion?"

"Uh..." The skinny old man pondered for a while and said softly: "Some Feng Shui masters saw it before. They told me that the house was surrounded by streams, which was exactly the pattern of jade belts and waists."

"That's just one of them." Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "If you only walk around your ancestral home, you must have the honor of your own fortune. The problem is that the stream flows around the village, that means you will be blessed. Everyone has a share, and it is impossible for you to enjoy it alone."

"Well, I think so too." The skinny old man agreed with it, and at the same time he was somewhat expectant: "Since that's the case, how can I think my ancestral home has the essence of the dragon-shaped mountain Fengshui?"

"That depends on the situation of Dragon Shadow Mountain."

At this time, Fang Yuan stretched out his hand and gestured, "I have to say that the situation of Longxing Mountain is too good, surrounded by green mountains on all sides, and the stream is gurgling. Longxing Mountain is located in the center of the basin. The mountain is raised to the southeast, winding to the northwest and swinging its tail to the northwest. Then the dragon's head looks back, winding and undulating, looking at it with affection, which is very rare."

"Yeah, yeah." The skinny old man nodded repeatedly, then smiled proudly: "That's also the credit of our ancestors. In the Yuan Dynasty, the ancestors had to move their family south due to war."

"After half a year of wading through mountains and rivers, the ancestor's family finally came to the nearby area. While resting, the ancestor saw the nearby pictographic mountains and lion-shaped mountains, and felt that the place was extraordinary. Then he searched all the way and finally discovered this land of Longjian River, a prosperous place."

The skinny old man sighed: "Almost at first sight, the ancestor immediately decided to settle here, and after several generations of reproduction, the village gradually formed."

Fang Yuan didn't find it strange at all, because in ancient times, from the capital's deciduous to the establishment of villages, they were inseparable from Feng Shui's geomantic geography. Feng Shui runs through every class and is everywhere.

The ancestor of the Skinny Old Man thought that the Feng Shui here was very good, so it was normal for him to live and work here to live and work. Besides, the Feng Shui pattern here was originally good.

"Old man, I'm angry and took the initiative to ask more questions." At this moment, Fang Yuan said, "Your ancestral home should be passed down from the direct lineage, right?"

"That's right." A strange look appeared in the skinny old man's eyes, but he nodded and admitted: "To be honest, decades ago, the village regarded my family as the sect and was in charge of the family tree, so he was considered the leader. However, I have been away from home for many years and naturally I am not suitable for the leader's position, so I simply asked everyone to choose another talent."

While speaking, the thin old man smiled indifferently and said, "But this is an ancestral home after all, and it is not easy to be humble, so it is my own."

"It's true that you can't give in." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "To put it bluntly, if you give in, you won't have the status you are today."

"My brother is joking, how can I have any status or status?" The thin old man's eyes flashed and he pulled the topic back: "Get back to the point, brother, please continue to say, what's the good thing about my ancestral home and why is there something wrong with it."

"Then I'll say it." Fang Yuan no longer kept it a secret and said bluntly: "If we look at the overall pattern, it's right that this village is a dragon playing in the water, but your ancestral home is an exception."

While speaking, Fang Yuan also sighed a little: "I don't know when your ancestral home was built, but I'm very sure that your ancestors specially built the house here in order to ensure the status of the clan's direct lineage. This location is so good, it's impartial. If it wasn't done on purpose, I wouldn't believe it."

Fang Yuan was amazed and said word by word in the anticipated gaze of the thin old man: "This house is not a dragon playing in the water, nor is it a jade belt around the waist, but a dragon spitting out a pearl."

"Dragon spitting beads?" The thin old man was shocked, but he said calmly on the surface: "Brother, why do you say this?"

"Look at the mountain." Fang Yuan signaled: "Look back at the dragon, looking down, the dragon head drooped, just aiming at the house. Of course, the most important thing is that there is a small bridge under the dragon head. Didn't I just say that the function of the small bridge is not only to lock the water outlet, but also to hold the air. As for what air is connected, I don't need to say more."

"As soon as the dragon's energy was spitting out, it came along the small bridge. There was only one house at the foot of the mountain, so it naturally had the essence of Feng Shui." Fang Yuan chuckled and said, "I just noticed the layout of the house. It seemed square on the surface, but it was a bit round inside, like a bead. What was it if it wasn't a dragon's bead?"

"The dragon spits the beads..." The thin old man finally couldn't calm down, his brows trembled, showing his uneasiness. He looked back on his life. Although there were occasional twists and turns, overall it was smooth sailing and finally built a large family business.

Sometimes the skinny old man also feels strange why he is so smooth. After all, in the process of starting a business, there are many opponents with stronger abilities than him, and they have been squeezed by their opponents several times and almost breathless, but these opponents are always defeated by him for various reasons.

After all, the thin old man had to attribute it to God, thinking that God favored him and was unique, and it was difficult to fail. Now it seems that this idea is wrong, not to protect God, but to be kind to our ancestors.

When the skinny old man was excited, he saw Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "It's a pity..."
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