"Where is the situation bad?" Fang Yuan was a little confused about this question: "How to say it, it is not that the situation is bad, but that it is not a situation at all, do you understand?"

"Isn't it a situation?" Bao Longtu's eyes widened a little: "It's not like this."

"It's hard to say whether it's miserable or not. Let's not talk about water for now, we only talk about mountains." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Mountains are called sand in Feng Shui terms. Pay attention, in the eyes of Feng Shui masters, a mountain with water is sand. If there is no water, the mountain is a mountain."

"I understand." Bao Longtu nodded and said, "It's only when sand is surrounded by water that condenses into a hole, I understand."

"Just understand." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "From the Feng Shui situation, there are thirty-three grids of auspicious sand and twenty-five grids of auspicious sand. In addition to auspicious sand and bad sand, we need to analyze it in detail and intersect with water to confirm good and bad luck."

"What a complicated look." Bao Longtu said with a twitching voice: "The mountains here are outside the good and bad sand, right?"

I have to say that Bao Longtu is still very smart and suddenly guesses Fang Yuan’s implicit sound.

"Yes." Fang Yuan admitted: "The surrounding mountains do not meet the standards of auspicious sand, nor are within the scope of auspicious sand. If it is not auspicious or bad, there is naturally no situation."

"Didn't you say that unlucky and unlucky sand can be confirmed with water?" Bao Longtu asked again: "This day, even if it is formed after all, it is still good water. Can't it blend with the mountains?"

"Difficult." Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "Sand and water exchange meeting are integrated, but the landscape conditions here are obviously not at that level."

"I don't understand." Bao Longtu shook his head directly.

"Let me say that." Fang Yuan pondered for a while before explaining: "Mountains and waters are interdependent, and the interactions are the keywords. But the mountains and rivers below are obviously a bit disconnected."

"Sense of departure?" Bao Longtu was stunned: "Why didn't I see it? This water seems to flow out of the mountains, not like you said before, if you don't enter a mountain or go around a village, it is a ruthless water. The source of this water is in the mountains, and it is winding and winding around the village, which is clearly a ruthless water."

"Whether water has feelings depends not only on whether it is tortuous or angry, but more importantly, on its water quality and rush." ​​Fang Yuantie said: "This river is tortuous and clear, but you haven't noticed that it is too turbulent? It's not like an ordinary mountain village stream, which is shallow and gurgling, and looks like it's still on the surface."

Bao Longtu looked at him with his eyes narrowed and frowned, "It's not that fast, but... the speed of the water flow is a little fast. But the water flows quickly, so it looks clear. The running water does not rot, and the door hinge does not rot!"

"Slow water flow does not mean it doesn't flow." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "And based on the analysis of the matter, don't you think that the reason why this river is turbulent is precisely because of the sense of disconnection I mentioned?"

"What?" Bao Longtu was stunned again: "I don't understand, please explain."

"Look back and look at the river ditch." Fang Yuan turned around and signaled: "How big is the river ditch, and how much does the river water occupy?"

Bao Longtu quickly observed it, and after a closer look, he was surprised and said, "It's strange, the river channel looks at least ten or twenty meters wide, why is the river water now only about five or six meters?"

"Yes, the river channel is wide, but the river water volume is very small, only about one-third of it is left. Can the water flow not be rushed?" Fang Yuan said calmly: "The water volume does not match the river area, this is what I call a sense of separation."

"Wait..." Bao Long's Turing light flashed: "The flood that Wu Ba said..."

"Yes, I'm not stupid enough, I finally realized it." Fang Yuan praised: "If it's not surprising, when the flood comes, it will directly fill the river, so I have to build a long bridge high in the village."

"Of course, if the legend of Shenglongkou is true, then when the water comes, some places will be submerged, and a new Feng Shui situation will naturally be formed." Fang Yuan's eyes flashed: "Then the flowers bloom and the dragon cave will appear."

"Really?" Bao Longtu was also very interested: "Then do you think the dragon's nest will appear?"

"Nonsense, I don't know." Fang Yuan shrugged: "Besides, all this is my guess. Is it true or not?"

"Ten are true." Bao Longtu speculated: "And Master Wu Ba must know the specific location. That old lady Shi knew that Master Wu Ba was a sensible person, so he would pester him."

"Maybe." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "After all, Master Wu Ba himself said that he has lived in the mountain alone for decades, and probably it is not just a habit..."

"You mean, the dragon's cave may be nearby?" Bao Longtu's eyes lit up: "Which mountain?"

"It's hard to say, who knows." Fang Yuan smiled and then called out: "Okay, I'm almost done, go down the mountain. If you are interested, don't rush back and stay to supervise the bridge construction project."

"Well, you can consider this." Bao Longtu thought about it carefully.

"Think about it slowly. Anyway, if you don't go back, I'll go back too." Fang Yuan said, patted Bao Longtu's shoulder and went straight down the mountain.

What Fang Yuan said about going back is not to go back to Quanzhou, but to return to the county town. After all, he still needs to deal with the issue of negotiating bridge styles and purchasing bridge-building materials.

So after going down the mountain, he greeted the village chief and drove away directly. When he arrived at the village again, it would have happened three or four days later.

On this day, Fang Yuan set foot in the countryside again, and just like before, he also followed the vast convoy. Because today is the day when the bridge is stained with soil, the county leaders must have sent people to participate in the foundation-cutting and ribbon cutting ceremony.

For a moment, the countryside and outside were very lively. Not only Wujia Village, but also the people from all nearby villages gathered around to watch the fun. The scene was crowded with people, gongs and drums were clamoring, and firecrackers were roaring...

At the beginning of the ceremony, the county leaders naturally spoke, erect and vigorously promoted the significance of the construction of this bridge. They talked for more than an hour without any sign of stopping.

But it seems that everyone has become accustomed to it, and sits calmly underneath, and applauds from time to time. At other times, there are two scenes on and off the stage, without interfering with each other.

Fang Yuan was only sad, and sat next to the rostrum, not daring to make any small moves. When the leader mentioned him, he had to show a modest smile and responded with the warmest applause.

In short, after the county leaders finished their speech, there were also township cadres, and even the village chiefs of Wujia Village joined in the fun. It was not until three hours later that it was Fang Yuan's turn to take the stage. He did not talk nonsense and directly announced that he would start cutting the ribbon.

At that moment, amid the thunderous applause, someone came up with seven or eight golden scissors and handed them to the leaders. Then everyone cut the ribbons with urgency, waved the hoe and shovel to dig the soil, cooperated with the reporter to record the video and take photos...

After working hard for more than ten minutes, a group of people went to eat and drink while talking and laughing.

At this time, the construction workers officially came out. They were more than 30 young and strong men carrying thick wooden and bamboo poles and setting up stands on both sides of the river.

The project went very smoothly. In just two or three days, the steel frame on the bridge body came out. Next, some resistance tests were conducted to determine the stability of the skeleton. If there was no problem, then you could water the cement.

This matter is also more important. Fang Yuan plans to take action himself to avoid his subordinates being careless and perfunctory. The consequence of negligence is that although the bridge was built, it suddenly collapsed in a few years, and the problem will be big.

Fang Yuan absolutely does not allow the tofu project incident to appear on himself. It is a shame for a designer and a stain that will never be erased for life.

At this moment, Fang Yuan was driving the car and slowly pressing over the bridge. In order to increase gravity, he also put a few bags of rice into the trunk and back seat of the car, which was at least one or two tons.

Such a car weighs, and it immediately makes a squeaking sound, which makes some villagers next to it frightened and worried about any accident.

This is how things in the world are. You can come whatever you worry about. When Fang Yuan drove the car to the heart of the bridge, he suddenly said something seemed to fall off and splash off on the skeleton and sank directly into the water.

At the same time, the skeleton of the bridge shook slightly, making everyone beside him feel numb and panic...

Fang Yuan, who was in the car, had no special feeling. He drove the car calmly, slowly passed by the bridge, and arrived at the other side smoothly. After he got off the car, he realized that it seemed something was wrong and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"

"It seems that a screw was not tied tightly and it collapsed just now." Bao Longtu explained, his eyes shining with a stern light, slowly sweeping over a group of construction workers.

This matter can be big or small, just a screw, and it will definitely not have any impact after pouring cement. However, during the test, it is very likely that the bridge body skeleton will collapse and cause Fang Yuan to fall into the river.

Thinking of this consequence, many people felt a little cold sweat in their backs.

"It's broken?" Fang Yuan frowned: "Where is it broken? I'll pick it up and take a look."

After all, the reason for the screw breaks down may not be that the bolt cannot be tightened, but may also be a quality problem.

"It fell into the river..." Bao Longtu said, and heard a plop, but saw a young man taking off his shoes and jumping into the river to grop.

When Fang Yuan saw that the aura in his heart dissipated most of the time and said loudly: "Okay, the water is so urgent, I guess the screws have been washed away, so pull him up."

Others hurried to the edge of the river and called the young man up. Unexpectedly, the young man was a little stubborn and forced himself to fish in the river for a few minutes before dragging his wet body to the shore.

Unfortunately, he struggled for a few minutes but had no gains. When he walked to the shore, he looked annoyed, raised his hands and a large piece of gravel spread all over the floor.

It is worth mentioning that the gravel is always in the river water and is polished by the water flow for a long time, so it naturally feels a bit crystal clear and mellow. When the sun shines, the stars are dotted...r1152
Chapter completed!