Looking at the dull residential patterns, Fang Yuan couldn't help but sigh. Time was really like a pig's knife, and the knife was so painful. Not only could people not stop it, but the building was also defeated by the knife.

As Fang Yuan sighed, everyone, under the guidance of the villagers, walked across the patio and came to the main hall. This was a spacious hall with eight pillars standing in all directions, with the meaning of all directions.

Of course, the most important thing is that directly in front of the hall, where the villagers' ancestor tablets are enshrined. Behind the tablets is a plan wood carving of the Three Treasures Buddha.

The so-called Three Jewels Buddhas also have horizontal and vertical divisions. The Three Jewels Buddhas refer to the central Sakyamuni Buddha, the Eastern Medicine Buddha, and the Western Amitabha Buddha. The Three Jewels Buddhas are the lamp-burning Buddhas in the past, the present Sakyamuni Buddha, and the future Maitreya Buddha.

Now the villagers worship the Three Treasures Buddhas at home. The wide flat panels are like screens. Under the skillful hand of a skilled craftsman, the three great Buddhas fall into it. They are solemn and solemn.

However, after years of incense worship, under the influence of fireworks, the three great Buddhas are naturally a bit black. In addition, the villagers may be a little lazy or dare not disrespect the Buddha, so they rarely clean up dust, so they are covered with a thick layer of gray on the shallow carvings, which makes people feel unbearable to look at them.

Anyway, the others looked at each other and stopped looking at it.

At this time, the villagers took the cups and poured water and distributed it to Fang Yuan and others one by one. After doing this, he smiled and said, "Uncle Fan, wait a moment, I will bring the booklet. To be honest, I am not well educated. The notes written by my grandfather are in the traditional Chinese characters. I don't understand them well, and I will ask you Lao Duo to give me some advice later."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Fan Li smiled and said, "You go and get it. Everyone is waiting."

The villagers nodded and turned around immediately. After a few minutes, he hurried back, with a few more books on his hand, and it was the kind of old-fashioned book.

Fang Yuan is naturally familiar with the book of thread-bound books like this. Many of the Feng Shui notes handed down by his grandfather were cut into pages with rice paper, folded into butterflies, and then put on books with nailed stitches into books.

Ancient books, whether in printed versions or manuscripts, were basically in this form.

At this time, when Fan Li saw the villagers take out the booklet, he immediately went up to meet him and reached out and said, "Show me."

"Uncle Fan, be careful. These things have been kept for a long time and are a little crispy." The villagers reminded him and handed over several booklets to Fan Li.

"Don't worry, I understand." Fan Li took the book and did not rush to read it. Instead, he placed it on a clean desk, and then carefully looked at the text on the cover.

Others also came up and watched with their heads down.

The ancients were very particular about the book. Each page was of the same size. The cover was also required to be wrapped around the outside, so as not to remove the text content on the page when taking the book.

In addition, some words must be written on the cover to avoid being confused with other books. This is the crystallization of wisdom of the ancients. After many generations of accumulation and summary, the books we see now have become like.

"Yu Family Genealogy."

"Maotang notes!"

From the text on the cover, we can see that the villagers did not lie. The booklet is indeed something from a long time ago. The font is neat and written in a brush. However, because it has been hidden for a long time, the brush and ink are a bit dim and full of quaint meaning.

After a while, Fan Li reached out and turned on the blue cover. The pages inside were already yellow and there were a little trace of hair. No wonder the villagers asked everyone to take it with care and care, otherwise it would be easy to destroy the booklet.

Everyone put the family tree aside and looked at the contents of the notes and books carefully. They found that the beginning was a review of the situation of their own family by the villagers. For example, the origin, development, and current situation of their You clan.

After Fang Yuan looked at it, he realized that the You family in southern Fujian actually originated from the Wang family. During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, the monarch of Fujian sold official positions and titles and levies, and was later killed by his subordinates. Then the Min Kingdom fell into a long period of civil strife, and the descendants of the Fujian royal family merged into the people and changed the Wang family to You...

The You family in this village is a descendant of the Min King back then. Of course, it is impossible to verify whether this is true or false. Anyway, people say that, and the context is clear, so you can't believe it.

In short, the You family took root and sprouted in southern Fujian, and lived in various places and passed down to the fifth generation. In the middle of the Ming Dynasty, some tribesmen participated in the anti-Japanese ranks and made great contributions, received commendations from the court, and became the general of a town.

The general was the ancestor of the village. He was transferred to an office nearby, and then brought his tribesmen to move over, chose a place to live, live and work in peace, and spread branches and leaves, which led to the current village.

Since he was a place to live, there was naturally the traces of Feng Shui masters. The villager's grandfather also recorded in his notes that in order to prosper the family business, the general specially invited someone to Ganzhou to invite a well-known Feng Shui master to come back, so that he could help the village's location.

After three months of traveling through mountains and rivers, the Feng Shui master finally fell in love with this place as the site of the village among the vast mountains, and personally planned and laid out the layout. After working for a year or two, he completed the village layout.

From this we can see that although ancient Feng Shui masters were respected, they would definitely not receive any rewards. Since they had been entrusted by the master's family and received other people's gifts, they would definitely have to work hard, work hard, work hard, and work hard, so that they would not lose their reputation.

Anyway, he was so busy that he vomited blood, and the Feng Shui pattern in the village was completed. The general came to inspect and accepted it. The Feng Shui master naturally explained the Feng Shui situation in detail in the village and told him that this was the momentum of auspicious clouds holding the moon.

The surrounding mountains are as light as auspicious clouds, lifting up the valley as big as a disk in the middle. The streams are gurgling and winding together into the moon in the water. It is definitely a blessed place for Feng Shui. Settling down here, the descendants are born in many places, and each generation is stronger than the next.

After the explanation was completed, the Feng Shui master also left a poem inscribed. The auspicious clouds hold the moon and the mountains, and the fate is good and the fate is shy. The good days and the yin and yang are harmonious, and the descendants are brilliant!

After commenting, the general was very satisfied and rewarded the Feng Shui master with his tribe, and happily lived with his tribe members, and then reproduced for hundreds of years until the generation of the villagers' grandfather.

"Xiangyun holds the moon?" Seeing this, Fan Li frowned and turned his head and said, "Master Fang, is that true?"

"...It doesn't look like it!" Fang Yuan hesitated and said, "It's understandable that the auspicious clouds should be the mountain beside the village. But is the moon in the water a pond in the village?"

"That pond turned out to be not a pond, but a small lake..." the villagers interrupted, "You will know if you look."

"oh."

Fang Yuan and Fan Li looked at it again and saw that the villagers' grandfather also gave some introductions about the Feng Shui Bureau arranged by the Feng Shui master. Although it was not very detailed, it was enough for them to understand the overall picture of the Feng Shui Bureau.

It turned out that hundreds of years ago, the situation in the village was much better than it is now. There were indeed lakes with beautiful mountains and rivers. The moon supported by auspicious clouds was a lake like a moon. According to the arrangement of the Feng Shui master, the village was built around the lake, and the lake was included in the scope of the village, and then formed a shape of a character, which is the so-called momentum of holding the moon.

Over the past few hundred years, the people in the village have developed step by step according to the Feng Shui master's plan, and their descendants have reproduced. During this period, there have been many talents, and they dare not say that high-ranking officials are prominent, but there are also many magistrates and prefects.

However, flowers are not red for a hundred days, people are not blessed for a thousand days, and Feng Shui takes turns. By the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Feng Shui situation in the village had already collapsed. The clear lakes in the past had dried up, and the gurgling streams had dried up. Especially when the Qing emperor abdicated and entered the Republic of China period, the villagers not only did not get much benefit, but on the contrary, they were completely in trouble due to the struggle between warlords.

At this moment, a young man named Xiao came to the village and asked the old man in the village for a bowl of tea. This was the beginning of the prelude to the change in the village, vigorous and earth-shaking...

"It's him, I'll say it's definitely him." Seeing this passage, Fan Li became excited, his eyes shining, his face flushed, and he was very excited.

"Don't be excited." Fang Yuan chuckled, "We know it was him, but we are even more curious about how he changed the feng shui failure in the village and reversed the situation."

"Yes, yes." Old Man Pei agreed deeply: "Brother, if you don't want to continue watching, please give it up and let it go."

"Who said I don't want to read it anymore?" Fan Li calmed down and continued to read it in a daze with the notes.

In the notes of the villager's grandfather, there are few descriptions of the young man, and in the writing, it seems to have a little strange taste, giving people a feeling of jealousy, hatred, shame, and anger, but having to accept it.

Fan Li read a few passages, then smiled and said to the villagers next to him: "Your grandfather must have been slapped in the face back then."

"What?" The villagers were stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Fan Li meant.

However, Fang Yuan smiled clearly and felt more or less empathized with it. Xiao Shenxian was young back then, naturally susceptible to other people's contempt and distrust his strength. It is estimated that the villagers' grandfather just felt that he was hairless and did not work hard, and questioned whether he had the ability to change the Feng Shui situation he wanted.

There is no need to say much about the consequences. The villagers' grandfather's face must have been swollen. It is human nature to hide his mistakes. The villagers' grandfather will definitely not reveal his shortcomings in his notes. However, the meaning revealed in the text is enough to make people guess his mentality.

Of course, these are not important. The most important thing is the villagers' grandfather. He should have participated in the work of renovating the Feng Shui situation in the village throughout the process, so there is a relatively detailed record of this matter.
Chapter completed!