When he saw the building, Fang Yuan couldn't help but stop and could not help but observe it carefully. He saw that the building was relatively low, only to his waist height, and had several steps.

The outside of the building is round, with a diameter of about ten meters, round outside and square inside. The rectangular guardrail is made of solid planed wood without any bursting, but instead condenses a layer of jade patina, which is very beautiful.

At first glance, Fang Yuan knew that it should be an altar. He didn't expect that there would be an altar in the middle of the deep mountain village. This is indeed a rare thing.

Of course, at this moment, Fang Yuan also abides by the duty of a guest, watching more, listening more, and speaking less. No matter how curious he is, he will not ask around with a lot of talk. Anyway, if it is not unexpected, he will definitely live in the village in the next few days, and there is time to understand the situation, so there is no need to worry.

Everyone followed a few young men and came slowly to the back of the village, where there were three or five empty houses.

It is said that it was the people in the village. Some people went out to work and after some money, they bought a house in the city and took their families outside to live there. These houses were naturally empty and left for the people in the village to use.

The people in the village have their own houses, and these empty houses are useless, so they simply serve as storage rooms. Just clean them up and become ready-made houses. After having a bed, chairs, and mats, you can stay overnight.

This arrangement is much better than everyone imagined, and they naturally feel grateful.

After some trouble, I cleaned up several houses. The sky gradually became dim and the sun slowly fell to the hills. The sky was dark, and a misty crescent moon quietly floated in the air, with sparse stars, a little bit quiet.

At this time, in the mountain village, the villagers also turned on the dim lights, which was a manifestation of insufficient electricity. This was also impossible. After all, the mountain road was far away, so it was good to be able to power on, and I didn’t expect that there was enough electricity.

The yellow light illuminates the entire mountain village. The hazy orange light sways, revealing a warm and elegant blur. This is Fang Yuan’s memory when he was a child. After many years, he feels a little emotional.

As the lights came on, smoke was everywhere. The aroma of the food spread. Everyone's stomachs also rumbling. Although everyone brought enough dry food, the cold and hard dry food did not have the steaming and fragrant soft food that was delicious.

While everyone was drooling, several villagers came with wine and food. One brought a few dishes, and put them together to make a large table of hearty dinner, and then a large bucket of rice was enough for everyone to have a full meal.

For a moment, Fang Yuan and others were extremely moved and their eyes were filled with tears!

This is a bit exaggerated, but everyone is really grateful for the villagers' hospitality. In return, everyone naturally did their best to eat and drink.

Don’t think that eating and drinking is a good job. Just eat it, but you can drink wine. This wine is brewed by the villagers, rice grown by themselves, and then brewed with mountain spring water. The taste is very clear and the number of degrees is not low.

With one bowl of wine and one bowl of wine, Fang Yuan and others were "dead" one after another, panting in a daze.

A long time later, Fang Yuan was awakened by a burst of joyful laughter. He opened his eyes in confusion and saw a few evil ghosts with green faces and fangs singing and dancing in the fire, ferocious and terrifying.

After taking a look, Fang Yuan was naturally frightened. He felt anxious and a hot sweat came out. He woke up most of the wine. When he calmed down, he realized that the so-called evil ghost was actually several villagers wearing Nuo masks dancing around a bonfire. From their confused steps, we can tell that they were also drunk and dancing casually in their excitement...

The yellow flame is like a snake's letter, which is long and short, with high and low fluctuations. The charcoal is dark, the flame is bright, dark and bright, and it is shimmering. The evening breeze and the villagers' movements are violent, and there are also sparks rippling, just like a miniature meteor shower.

The sparks shine in the sky, fleeting, and quite magnificent.

Fang Yuan stared at this scene blankly, and seemed to have thought of something, but because the drunkenness of alcohol had not completely disappeared, his mind was still in a state of slurry. As he thought about it, he felt confused and fell asleep again.

It was not until the next morning that Fang Yuan woke up and went out to see that it was already noon. Sanger and others had already gotten up and were ready, so they waited for him to set off together.

Fang Yuan didn't say anything nonsense. After washing his face in a hurry, he took the breakfast handed over by Ning Meng - three cooked eggs and a bottle of pure milk.

Fang Yuan ate breakfast after swallowing the whole thing, and then asked, "Where are you going to start?"

No one spoke, and they looked at him steadily, as if saying, "You ask us, who do we ask?"

"Okay..." Fang Yuan also knew that he asked nonsense and shrugged, "If you don't have any objections, then listen to me."

"This is a natural thing." Sanger nodded and said, "Brother Fang, you are a Feng Shui master, and our purpose is to find Feng Shui treasure land, and we must rely on your guidance."

"I want to guide you, but now I am the first to arrive, and I am still in the dark, so I don't know much more than you." Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "Especially the so-called clues, I have been studying them for a day and I have not gained much."

Along the way, Fang Yuan not only rushes to the road, but also compares the mountain shape and terrain on the clues. The problem is that the graphics on the clues are too simple, and the ravines on the mountain are seemingly erratic and difficult to accurately distinguish them.

"Don't worry about any clues." Sanger suddenly said, and he had some decisiveness: "Brother Fang, just pretend that there is no clue on this map, and do what you want according to your own ideas."

"That would be possible." Fang Yuan pondered: "If I follow my ideas, the first step is to follow the stream and go straight up to see what is going on. If you are lucky, you might be able to discover a lucky place surrounded by mountains and rivers."

"Okay, then we'll go upstream." Sangrey acted decisively and immediately took action.

Everyone walked out of the village lightly and met many villagers along the way, including those who drank together last night. Everyone met, smiled and had a few friendly conversations.

"Start work?" A young and strong man came over and asked with a smile: "Are you going to lead the way? The environment in the mountains is complicated. You have never been here, so be careful to get lost."

At the right time, when Sanger heard this, he showed a little bit of inspiration in his eyes. But after thinking about it, he still politely refused. After all, they are not real scientific expedition teams. If the villagers follow, the fakes will easily be exposed.

For this reason, Sanger naturally would not agree to this matter, and then explained: "We have been familiar with the environment these two days and don't plan to go far. We just explore the stream and come back at about noon. There should be no surprises."

After hearing Sanger say this, the enthusiastic villagers nodded immediately and said, "If this is the case, then there is no problem. Anyway, if you have any needs, you can say hello to us at any time..."

"well."

After saying goodbye, Fang Yuan and others successfully left the village and came to the nearby stream.

The stream is one or two meters wide and not very narrow, but the water flow is relatively shallow, so it only passes the instep. Since the water flows to the foot of the mountain and there are farmland next to it, the bottom of the water is full of soft and fine mud and sand, and there is no water grass.

However, as the water flows up, we came to a higher place, and the water flow also changed with a little more drop dynamic, and it slipped down layer by layer, with clear layers.

The water flows silently and very white. It is already winter and the temperature is gradually getting cooler. Especially in the mountains, the cold air is particularly strong in the early morning, and it is somewhat cold.

But Fang Yuan was curious to reach out and touched the water, and found that the temperature of the stream was not low, and it was not as cold as expected. Instead, it was somewhat similar to room temperature, neither ice nor warm, and even had a bit of sweetness.

"This is Jishui." Fang Yuan said, reaching a preliminary conclusion.

Ning Meng said curiously: "Brother Fang, what is Jishui?"

"It is auspicious water." Fang Yuan explained: "The water method in Feng Shui is also more important. When the mountain is unclear, identifying the shape and quality of water is undoubtedly the best choice."

"How to identify it?" Ning Meng asked for advice.

"It's quite simple. It basically depends on the water condition. Whether it is clear or turbid." Fang Yuan said casually: "If the water flow is already seriously polluted, it's black, yellow and smelly, it must be bad water."

"It is not advisable to surround the water, even if the geographical environment next to it is the best."

Fang Yuan greeted everyone up the mountain and continued, "Of course, clear water may not be auspicious water. Because the good and bad water is not only about the clear color, but also about the tortuous conditions, listening to the sound of the water, tasting the taste, and after comprehensive consideration, we can determine whether it is auspicious or auspicious."

"I understand the twists and turns, it's what you said before, surrounded by mountains and water," Ning Meng said in a daze: "But what's going on with the sound and taste of water?"

"The sound of water is very important." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "In the concept of Feng Shui, sound is also a very important part, and it is a very easy part to be ignored."

“How to say it?”

At this time, not only Ning Meng, but also Sanger and others also paid attention to the lecture.

"In the concept of Feng Shui, when water passes in front of the acupoint, it is no longer water, but qi." Fang Yuan said in a leisurely manner: "Water is a manifestation of qi. If the sound is like a thunder, a drum, a cry, or a sadness, it is an ominous sign."

"The same taste of water. If it is bitter and astringent, it will definitely be unlucky. If it tastes sweet, its color is bright, its aroma is clearer, its mixture is hard to turbid, it will not be full in spring and summer, and it will not dry up in autumn and winter. The heat is cool, cold and clear, and the four seasons are clear. This is naturally the best water and a manifestation of the strong dragon energy."

Fang Yuan smiled and said, "This kind of auspicious water can be called a liquan. The ancients said that the virtue of a sage goes up to Taiqing, down to Taiguan, and down to all spirits, then the liquan flows out. The water of the liquan is close to the Yin cave, which is a place of great wealth and honor; there is this spring water in the Yang house, which residents drink, and wealth and longevity..." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better and faster!
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