Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1093 The Mermaid

Suddenly, Ding Ermiao thought about Ouyang Wanping again.

Didn't he just go to the capital to find that Feng Qingyun to vent his anger on Sister Ouyang?Well now, Wang Haolan is invited, wouldn’t it kill two birds with one stone?
So Ding Ermiao grinned and asked, "Wang Haolan, where do you want me to go?"

"Come to the capital. What happened to my friend in the capital is now in the capital." Wang Haolan said.

"Well, since I am your friend, I have no choice but to make a hard trip to taste the smog in the capital." Ding Ermiao pretended to be reluctant and said: "In about three to five days, I will go there. I’ll notify you in advance.”

Wang Haolan was a little embarrassed over there and said: "Brother Ermiao, my friend is still sleeping in the hospital. He is unconscious most of the time. Once he wakes up, he talks nonsense. Look..., can you come earlier? come over?"

"What happened to your friend, please tell me first." Ding Ermiao said.

"It's like this. My friend was fishing in a reservoir on the eastern outskirts of the capital. A big fish came out of the water. Suddenly it flicked its tail and turned into a naked beauty. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a scary female ghost again. My friend was so frightened that he fainted on the spot and is still sleeping in the hospital.”

Damn it, caught a mermaid?

Ding Ermiao thought for a moment and said, "Let's do this. My leg is injured. If you want me to go there early, arrange a car to pick me up."

"No problem, where are you?" Wang Haolan asked.

"Mati Town, Xiaoliangshan."

"Okay, I'll call a car to pick you up tomorrow afternoon and call you then." Wang Haolan said cheerfully.

"Okay, it's settled." Ding Ermiao answered the phone.

I went to the capital and settled the matter between Wang Haolan's friend and Sister Ouyang. My leg injury should be almost healed.There will be no delay in going to Daxinganling at that time.

Early the next morning, Ding Ermiao got up, washed up, walked outside the door of Hou's house, and breathed fresh air.

Hou Baoshu, who asked Ding Ermiao to read Feng Shui last night, respectfully invited Ding Ermiao to have breakfast.

Ding Ermiao was of course not polite and had breakfast at Hou Baoshu's house, and then went to Beishan to show him the feng shui of his ancestral tombs.

Another large group of villagers followed behind to watch the fun.

The family is also surnamed Hou, but the cemetery of Hou Baoshu's family is on the hillside of Beishan.

The cemetery in front of us is not large, but the tombs are messy. There are about 20 tombs in neither rows nor columns.

"There's nothing wrong with this piece of land. It's a treasure land of Feng Shui, the terrain where the Phoenix landed, but the burials in these tombs are too unscrupulous. Which Feng Shui master pointed this out?" Ding Ermiao looked at it for a long time and asked with a frown. .

Hou Baoshu opened his mouth and said: "Our family has an ancestral motto, and we never need a Feng Shui master to look at the ground. And there are also regulations that after the death of future generations, they cannot be buried in order, but must be buried in random..."

Let me go, what is this rule?
Ding Ermiao was shocked and frowned: "Why is there such a rule?"

"I can't figure it out either. From generation to generation, they have been told this way. They say that if they don't do this, they will be unlucky. I don't know exactly how unlucky it is. No one can tell clearly." Hou Baoshu said.

"This is your ancestor's rule, what do you want me to do?" Ding Ermiao asked, feeling a little depressed.

Hou Baoshu scratched his head and said: "I just want to find out why the ancestor left such strange rules? Master Ding, many Feng Shui masters can't figure it out, so I asked you to come and see..."

"Which grave in this cemetery belongs to your family's first ancestor?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Hou Baoshu spread his hands and said: "It happened hundreds of years ago, and there is no tombstone. Who knows? I don't even know where my great-grandfather's grave is."

Ding Ermiao gave Hou Baoshu a gloomy look, took out the compass and began to locate, checking the direction of the main vein and the water outlet.

After a long while, Ding Ermiao put away the compass, walked to the mass graves, pointed to a grave, and said: "The main grave is here. Maybe by digging the main grave, there will be hope of unraveling the mystery."

"No way, Master Ding..." Hou Baoshu said with a look of disbelief: "This tomb is my grandma's tomb. It was only built more than ten years ago. How could it be the tomb of the first generation ancestor?"

The surrounding villagers nodded in agreement, proving that Hou Baoshu was right.There were even many people shaking their heads slightly, doubting Ding Ermiao's knowledge.

Ding Ermiao smiled, pointed at the grave, and said:
"I said the main tomb is here, but I didn't say that the tomb you see is the main tomb. Since it was a mass burial, isn't it normal for there to be a grave under the grave and a coffin above the coffin? It's up to you whether you believe it or not. I won't read it. Blind."

Everyone was half-convinced and chattering among themselves.

Hou Baoshu blinked and said, "Do you still want to dig it up and take a look?"

Ding Ermiao nodded and said: "To straighten out the feng shui of your home, you must dig it up. And..."

"And what?" Hou Baoshu asked hurriedly.

"Moreover, if you don't adjust the feng shui, your family line may be cut off. There is not much earth energy in this land anymore, and you have buried the graves randomly, so the feng shui is very messy. If your guess is correct, your family will be here for generations. Generation, it’s hard for children to grow up, right?”

The villagers looked at Ding Ermiao in surprise and nodded in agreement.

After all, this involved a major matter of passing on the family line. Hou Baolai thought for a long time and decided to dig the grave.

Then, several villagers who came with them started digging with shovels.

As the excavation continued, a white coffin appeared in front of us. It was the coffin of Grandma Hou Baoshu.The land was extremely dry, but the coffin was not decayed and was intact.

Ding Ermiao directed everyone to carry Grandma Hou Baoshu's coffin aside, and then continued digging downwards.

"There is something down here!" After digging more than a foot deep, the shovel in the villager's hand finally made a loud sound and hit something.

Ding Ermiao jumped down with one foot, looked at it and said, "It's a stone tablet. Under the stone tablet, there should be the coffin of the first generation ancestor in the cemetery of the Hou family. Go ahead and dig up the stone tablet."

The villagers were amazed and continued digging.

After a long while, stone tablets the size of tabletops were finally dug out.

Under the stone tablet, there was indeed a decayed coffin and a few bones.The remains of bones and soil merged together, making them almost unrecognizable.

"There are words engraved on the stone tablet!" the villagers shouted.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said: "Clean the soil on it and see what is written on it. Be careful not to damage the stone tablet."

The villagers immediately started clearing the soil bit by bit with wooden sticks.Then, he used mugwort as a broom, watered it and washed it, cleaning the stone tablet clean.

The stone tablet is neatly and densely packed with regular scripts the size of a matchbox.

(End of this chapter)