"Facts are better than words, and I regret it. And I don't have to wait for three years. After almost two years, I began to regret it." The old man smiled bitterly: "Especially after knowing the details of the young man, I regretted it so much that my intestines were even green. I missed such a good opportunity for the conference. What a pig."

While speaking, the old man actually complained: "Brother, you are the same. You know the identity of the young man, but you didn't remind me at that time. It's really not interesting."

"Are you blaming me?" Zhang Daoxin glared at her eyes, which was very intimidating.

"...Don't dare." The old man woke up immediately and smiled bitterly: "I just blame myself for being blind."

"Hmph, I was not much worse than him at that time..." Zhang Daoxin said something that seemed dissatisfied, and then there was no sound at all. This is a typical example of being dissatisfied.

The old man was very conscious and stopped obsessing about this matter. He continued, "Three years later, I was in danger, and then I really saw him again."

"What then?" Fang Yuan's eyes flashed: "What did he say at that time?"

"He only told me one thing." The old man whispered: "Shen Sheng died inside, Chong Er was at peace outside."

Shen Sheng, Chong'er, was a figure from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. At that time, Duke Xian of Jin had three sons, namely the legitimate son Shen Sheng, Duke Chong'er and Yiwu. However, at that time, Duke Xian of Jin had a favorite concubine Li Ji in the harem, and she also gave birth to a son.

Under the charm of Li Ji, Duke Xian of Jin also had the intention of abolishing and establishing the country. Shen Sheng and Chong'er also realized Duke Xian of Jin, but Shen Sheng chose to stay in the country, while Chong'er chose to go into exile in his hometown.

Later, Shen Sheng finally hanged himself because of Li Ji's frame-up, and Chong'er was exiled for 19 years. He returned to Jin and regained power and became the famous Duke Wen of Jin.

This allusion is very famous in history. The old man understood it as soon as he heard it, and then avoided domestic disputes and entered Myanmar directly. After decades of operation, he really gained his prominent position today.

Of course, Fang Yuan didn't want to inquire about how many hidden and inside information there were, as long as he knew the general process and the current final result.

"Decades have passed in a flash." The old man sighed: "When a person grows old, he becomes particularly nostalgic. He slowly thought of falling leaves returning to his roots. Then I wrote to my brother to talk about this. He supported my decision very much and asked me to come back directly. He would arrange everything well."

"It was only after I came back that I realized there was a Feng Shui treasure land here."

While the old man explained, he was also looking forward to it: "Master Fang, what you mean, this Feng Shui treasure land has already begun to be planned by our ancestors?"

"Not farewell to ten." Fang Yuan said confidently: "Anyway, based on the results of my research, the Feng Shui situation here should be transformed half natural and half acquired. The progress that had been completed was already completed, but for some reason, the renovation project was suddenly interrupted and it would not continue."

"Is that true?" the old man was stunned and asked hurriedly: "Where is the interruption?"

Fang Yuan paused, pointed outside: "This place is interrupted."

"What?" the old man was stunned and confused: "How do you say this?"

Fang Yuan was not in a hurry to explain, but shouted: "What about the map I drew? Take it in..."

With a "click", the door opened. Sanger, who had been listening outside, hurriedly walked in and carefully laid the map on the desktop in front of Fang Yuan.

"No, I drew this picture, but it has a basis." Fang Yuan signaled: "If the Feng Shui transformation project is completed, the final form of Feng Shui should be like this..."

"What's the point of such a Feng Shui form?" The old man asked for advice. After all, he was in a stage of knowing the truth but not the reason. Although he thought it was definitely good Feng Shui when looking at the effect of the picture, there was no specific concept of what was good and how it was good.

"Of course there are some considerations." Fang Yuan pondered for a while and said, "If I had to let me drink, this should be called the power of the king and princes from the Dragon Tower, and the rebellion of the pearl."

"The king and prince come out of the Dragon Tower, and the Lianzhu are born in reverse..." The old man and Sangge looked at each other, naturally with a confused look on their faces.

On the contrary, Zhang Daoxin stroked his beard gently, his eyes full of praise.

The old man did not pretend to understand, but continued to ask for advice: "Master Fang, can you explain in detail?"

"Of course." Fang Yuan said in a leisurely manner: "The so-called dragon tower comes from kings and princes. Among them, the dragon tower refers to the dragon tower's treasure hall. Feng Shui books say it very clearly. The dragon's ancestor must be a high mountain, the sharp one is a dragon tower, and the flat one is a treasure hall."

"The ancestral mountain with the Dragon Tower Hall is Lianzhen Star, and Lianzhen Star is Mars. The mountain is tall and the huge rocks are rugged, like flames shining on the heavenly court. On the tower hall, it is like there is a pool water or a spring water surrounding both sides, which is auspicious."

Fang Yuan smiled and said, "In the earth, the dragon veins are crisscrossing and branches rise together. Even if there are holes, whether it is a rich dragon or a noble dragon needs to be carefully examined and identified. The precious dragon brings a case and a wealthy dragon brings a warehouse and a warehouse. Five stars enter the temple and must eat the wealth of thousands of years, if the royal screen king, prince and minister."

"The precious dragon opened the tent heavily and pulled out of the vein. It would be implicated by the mountain and the ridge, and it would be like a sudden swaying like a swaying swaying, or more than a hundred miles, seventy or eighty miles, or twenty or thirty miles, only one break."

"In short, some of the mountains of Guilong are continuous, starting from the Dragon Tower Hall in the ancestral mountain and continuing to the place where the caves are formed, and they are all in a long and continuous whole. Unlike some dragon veins, which are intermittent, broken and silky."

Fang Yuan patiently explained: "In fact, the dragon vein is the same as humans. Wealth, poverty and humbleness must be considered as their origin. There must be several dragons under the ancestor, all of which are divided from this, so it is called birth. Therefore, it can be basically seen from whether a place is Feng Shui land. "

"At a glance from the ancestral mountain, I saw the mountains winding, like thousands of horses galloping, clouds covered with mist, like big waves, then it is basically certain that this is definitely a place of great value."

Fang Yuan said it very much. Only when the old man and Sangge understood the meaning of the princes from Longlou, but what happened to this Tongzhu reborn?

For a moment, the old man and Sanger did not speak, but just asked with their eyes.

Fang Yuan smiled and said, "What does Lianzhu mean? I have told you about Brother Sang before, but I reserved it at that time. I should not specify which mountains are Lianzhu?"

"Yes..." Sanger nodded quickly. Only then did he remember that Fang Yuan did say that in the process of catching the geometry, he did leave half of it. When he wanted to ask in detail, he would directly change the topic, which was treacherous.

Of course, he just dared to curse a few words in his heart, but on the surface he looked sincere in seeking knowledge.

"Actually, you know that those are Lianzhu, too." Fang Yuan smiled and gently poked a layer of window paper: "It's the hill next to the altar outside the village."

"Ah?" Sanger was shocked: "Those hills? It's impossible, it's so far..."

No wonder Sanger doesn't believe it. It's mainly round hills, at least several kilometers apart, and they are distributed in different locations, and they don't look like they are connected in series.

"The long road is not a problem." Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "You forgot, what happened after we walked along the mountains a few days ago?"

"After a circle, I returned to the vicinity of the village..." Sanger said, and suddenly realized: "Not only that, you can see altars on the way to the mountains... No, you should still see the hills next to the altar."

"That's it..." Fang Yuan officially revealed the answer: "The mountains are like lines, the round hills are like beads, and the eight beads are connected, which is the image of a connecting bead."

"But you just said that this is Lianzhu's rebirth, so what's going on?" Sanger was puzzled.

"Yes, it's indeed a rebirth." Fang Yuan nodded and asked again: "Where is that yellow cloth, take it out."

"Uh? You wait a moment, I'll get it." Sanger was stunned, and then hurried out. In a few minutes, he ran in and spread the yellow cloth on the table.

Yellow cloth is something passed down from generation to generation by the Sang family. The cloth is painted with geometric figures, which most people will definitely not understand. Only those who are smart enough can crack the mystery.

Fang Yuan asked, "Do you remember how Xiao Meng explained this when he saw this painting?"

"Remember." Sanger immediately recounted: "He said that triangles are mountains, curves are water, and circles are deep pits and valleys. But what he said seems...inaccurate. After all, we have been exploring the mountains for several days, but we have not found deep pits like landscapes in the paintings."

"Actually, Xiao Meng's statement should be true." Fang Yuan smiled lightly: "It's just that time has changed, the stream can be cut off, and deep pits and trenches may also turn into mountain mausoleums and round hills."

"What?" The others were shocked, shocked and suspicious.

"Do you have any questions?" Fang Yuan smiled and pointed at Huang Bu and said, "If you ignore several curves and then imagine those circles one by one, isn't it a bit familiar?"

Sanger suddenly exclaimed, and then his eyes were sure to find that there were nine circles on the yellow cloth, and the eight circles were sorted and distributed, which were indeed similar to the hill next to the altar.

"But the terrain is wrong." Sanger thought about it carefully, but couldn't help but shake his head: "It seems to be a bit biased, and the ninth hill is missing, which is disproportionate."

"Because the ninth hill has not been piled up yet," Fang Yuan said lightly: "As long as the village is filled in now and then the soil is piled into a mountain, it will appear symmetrical."

"What?" In an instant, Sanger was dumbfounded and stunned.

"I said, this is the reversal of the Lianzhu. What is the reversal of the Lianzhu? This is the situation." Fang Yuan whispered: "A long time ago, the eight round hills next to the altar were in the same condition as the village, similar to the shape of a volcanic funnel. At first glance, it looks like a bead, but it seems like a bead is sunken and it is born in the opposite direction."

"Lianzhu is born in reverse, this is not a good phenomenon, so naturally we need to correct the situation..." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!
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