"Mr. Zhou, what did you say?" Director Wu didn’t hear clearly.
"I seem to have found the root of the problem," Zhou Xiaolong replied.
Director Wu followed Zhou Xiaolong’s eyes for a long time and didn’t feel anything strange. He asked Zhou Xiaolong, "Mr. Zhou, if you found anything, don’t sell it, just tell me about it directly!" ! ！”
Chapter 199 White tiger evil spirit
Ancient geomantic burial studies pay attention to left Qinglong and right Baihu.
In general, the location of the cemetery will be high on the left and low on the right, so that the weather can be favorable and harmonious.
However, the two peaks behind the ancestral grave of Director Wu, the left peak is much lower than the right one, and the one that comes out lower is the height of the boulder.
The boulder bulge is like a huge stone beast facing the ancestral grave, which just forms the pattern of the white tiger turning back.
Xuanmen’s geomantic theory has become a kind of white tiger looking back and losing.
The burial of the white tiger in the cemetery will not only lead to changes in the cemetery, but also lead to corpse degeneration, and the owner of the cemetery, Sun, will also suffer from unexpected home unrest.
Xiao-long Zhou’s words made Wu, the director, feel cold after listening to them. Even the two bodyguards felt chilly after listening to them.
Director Wu is a half-pedestrian. He has also heard of this white tiger looking back, but the top ten taboos of geomantic omen in a secluded house are extremely fierce.
The white tiger turns back, and the grandson is ill and the serious one dies.
Well, I found out today, otherwise, Director Wu’s grave is facing the white tiger, and if nothing happens, what would it be like? !
Director Wu’s face became ugly and he said to Zhou Xiaolong in a low voice, "Mr. Zhou, you are right. When my ancestral grave was buried here, the left peak was indeed slightly higher than the right peak, but now it seems that the left peak has landslide, but the right peak appears to be high. What do you say, Master? ！”
"How about blowing up that big rock?" A bodyguard advised that
"That’s just" Zhou Xiaolong wanted to think before saying, "This white tiger looks back at the evil spirit pattern has been formed. Even if the stone on the right side is leveled here at the moment, it will be destroyed and become an ordinary burial place."
"What can I do? ！” Director Wu anxiously asked
"It’s better to change to a new cemetery and move the ancestral bones to other places. Although it’s a little troublesome, it’s the safest," Zhou Xiaolong replied
"It’s no trouble, but I just don’t know where to choose." Director Wu thought about it and asked, "Mr. Zhou, for example, is it optional for some businessmen to send cemeteries now?"
"But it’s hard to say whether it’s good or bad. If Director Wu trusts me, I can help to see it."
"That’s really welcome. In this case, I’ll find some locals to pick up the ancestral bones and take them away after incineration. This may take a little longer. Why don’t we find a restaurant and wait while eating?"
"No problem, just listen to Director Wu’s arrangement!" Zhou Xiaolong said simply
Then director Wu handed over the matter of moving the grave to two bodyguards to do it. He and Zhou Xiaolong strolled the mountain and chatted while enjoying the scenery.
Soon they entered a small mountain village, and there was a small hotel at the entrance of the village.
Director Wu seems to be familiar with this place. He ordered some delicious local meals and a pot of warm rice wine.
"Thanks to Master Zhou’s help this time," Director Wu took a sip of mellow rice wine and said with a smile, "I must thank you again when I get back to the city!"
"Director Wu, don’t be so polite." Zhou Xiaolong also took a sip of hot rice wine and felt very delicious.
Although this place is small, the rice wine here is really a must.
This kind of local rice wine is mostly brewed by mountain people themselves, put into the jar and buried in the soil together with the jar.
After a dozen spring and autumn, dig it out and put it in a hip flask. When it is warm and slow, add jujube and ginger slices, which smell fragrant and have a sweet and mellow drink.
Although it’s not as spicy as white wine, you can’t drink too much because this local wine is no weaker than white wine.
After this meal, Zhou Xiaolong drank half a bottle of hot rice wine, ate a big bowl of rice and a big plate of stewed mushrooms with chickens, and wiped out a pot of tea. He burped and was very comfortable.
At this moment, an old man came in outside the hotel. The old man looked sixty years old and his skin was a little dark, probably because he often basked in the sun when he was working hard.
The old man walked into the restaurant and said to the boss, "Have a bowl of raw rice."
When the old man said this, Zhou Xiaolong felt strange that he had misheard him.
Raw rice is uncooked rice whose heart is hard.
In the past, raw rice was usually given to ghosts when they jumped into the gods. Generally, they didn’t eat raw rice. !
Even director Wu looked in, and the old man was probably curious.
This restaurant is full of steamed rice in a big pot. Sometimes the rice in the pot is not cooked easily, so the boss shoveled a bowl of raw rice and handed it to the old man, which didn’t mean to ask for money.
The old man picked up the bowl and turned to walk with a worried look. Moreover, Zhou Xiaolong has observed that the old man’s face is gloomy and has some bad breath. Perhaps something has happened at home recently.
"Wait a minute!" Zhou Xiaolong shouted 1
"What can I do for you?" The old man heard xiao-long zhou shout leng a just turn head to ask.
"Don’t eat this raw rice indiscriminately, old man. See if you look like something happened to someone at home? ！” Zhou Xiaolong kindly asked
"How did you tell? ！” The old man inexplicably asked
"Does the old man need our help for anything?" Wu, director of the also coming goodwill eyes.
"Oh, it’s my little granddaughter. She’s sick. I just like to eat this kind of raw rice. I can’t help it!"
"If you are sick, go to the hospital. I happen to have a car," said Director Wu.
"I think maybe the hospital can’t cure this disease. How about this?" Zhou Xiaolong said to Director Wu. "I’ll go back with this old man to see his little granddaughter. Maybe what else can I do?"
"That’s good. I’ll follow. Let’s go together!" Director Wu is also very enthusiastic and goes to the door.
The folkway in this small mountain village is very simple, and the old man has no vigilance. With two strangers, Zhou Xiaolong and Director Wu, he went to his home.
As he walked, the old man introduced that his surname was Guo. When he was young, he was a fisherman, and now he has a dozen sheep. He has a son who went to work in the city and left a little granddaughter.
I didn’t expect my little granddaughter to have a strange disease recently.
As he spoke, Guo Laohan took Zhou Xiaolong and Director Wu to his home and they went directly to the little granddaughter’s room.
Zhou Xiaolong saw a girl about the size of Qian Duoduo sleeping in bed. She looked terrible and seemed to be in a coma.
Guo laohan was very nervous and asked Zhou Xiaolong, "little brother, will you see a doctor? What do you think of my granddaughter?" ！”
Before Zhou Xiaolong could speak, Director Wu immediately said, "Grandpa, look at this little girl’s situation. Why don’t you follow me to the big hospital in the city?"
"Alas, I have been to the hospital." Guo Laohan sighed.
"Have you been to the hospital? What did the doctor say? ！” Director Wu asked anxiously again
Chapter 2 Raw rice is not for people to eat
"The doctor said there was no way to cure the disease in the hospital! ! ！” Guo Laohan shook his head and sighed and said
"Ah, that’s it." Director Wu asked Zhou Xiaolong with a good look. "Mr. Zhou, do you have any idea? Can you save this child at such a young age? It’s pathetic!"