Inheriting a Taoist temple, the story begins with Wu Zetian offering incense.

Chapter 21: Assessing Feng Shui and Determining the Burial Site! [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

At noon, Chen Tangmei finished a bowl of mutton stew noodles, picked up a roll of Xuan paper brought by Wu Meiniang, and returned to the Western Han world... He still had to continue his journey and could not stay too long.

Before leaving, he gave Wu Meiniang a bamboo scroll rolled into a cylinder, which was a Han Dynasty primer.

Now, far away in the Western Regions desert, bamboo slips are heavy and difficult to transport, and it is almost impossible to find any books. Only by returning to Chang'an can we search for lost books on a large scale and bring them to Hunyuan Palace.

After Chen Tang left, Zhou Yi asked Wu Meiniang, who was washing dishes in the kitchen:
Are you going back this afternoon?

"I will not return. I intend to leave tomorrow. What are your orders, Immortal Master?"

Zhou Yi glanced at the services listed on the calendar and decided to make some money:

"This afternoon, help keep an eye on the incense at the God of Wealth Temple. Replace it with three new sticks when it's almost burned out. I'm going to town to look at the feng shui of a burial site. The job pays a thousand yuan. I'll bring you some good food when I get back."

Upon hearing that they were going to town, Wu Meiniang said:
"Two days ago, His Majesty sent the imperial physician with medical equipment to the Duke of Wei's residence to examine the doctor. He found that the doctor had very high uric acid, severe arthritis, and was also in a bad mood, looking very listless."

General Wei is Li Jing. The old general is indeed not in a good mood. He lost his beloved wife four years ago, and last year his son was exiled to Lingnan for being too close to the rebellious Crown Prince Li Chengqian. Li Shimin, mindful of Li Jing's contributions, changed the name to the more prosperous Wu County.

Zhou Yi greatly admired Li Jing, and upon hearing this, he said:

"I'll bring him some medicine when I come back, but I can't do anything about his emotional state."

The only way to restore the Tang Dynasty's war god to his former glory is to participate in the war.

For example, in the eighth year of the Zhenguan era, Li Jing requested to resign on the grounds of a foot ailment. Li Shimin tried to persuade him to stay several times, but to no avail. Unexpectedly, the Tuyuhun took the initiative to invade Liangzhou at this critical juncture.

Li Jing, who had been feeling down, suddenly became energetic and volunteered to deal with the audacious Tuyuhun, showing no signs of aging whatsoever.

"How about... we buy the old general a pair of binoculars?"

Given Li Jing's military genius, he would be incredibly excited to have a telescope, and might even be able to go to the Goguryeo front to command a large army.

Having made up his mind, Zhou Yi rode his motorcycle down the mountain to town to help an old neighbor look at the feng shui of his ancestral grave.

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, Wu Meiniang washed a few peaches and brought Zhou Yi's tablet computer to the God of Wealth Temple. While eating the peaches, she browsed online information.

Occasionally, he would pull out the stainless steel token from his pocket, a happy smile on his face as if he were being cared for.

When Zhou Yi arrived in town, the host family had already been waiting for a while.

Several neighbors who helped him knew Zhou Yi, and seeing him wearing a Taoist robe and riding a motorcycle, they joked with him:
"Xiao Yi, if you wear a Taoist robe while riding a motorcycle, will you avoid traffic violations?"

Zhou Yi took off his helmet and said:

Whether or not it's a traffic violation depends on whether there are cameras and speed radars; the ancestor doesn't concern himself with such trivial matters.

He hung his helmet on the handlebars, took out his handkerchief and put it on, officially starting his work.

The so-called "yin house" is actually a tomb.

Urban residents generally choose to buy cemetery plots, but rural people are different; they either choose their family's ancestral graves or build new graves elsewhere.

However, a new grave cannot be dug anywhere; there are specific rules to follow.

First, it cannot be a low-lying area, nor can it have standing water; otherwise, the yin energy will be too strong, disturbing the peace of the elderly in the afterlife and also affecting future generations.

Too dry is also bad; barren land has no vitality and may lead to the extinction of one's offspring.

A good burial site should have firm soil with a natural sheen, while also being moist, which will bring prosperity and flourishing to future generations.

Today's family is relocating their graves. The parents' joint burial plot is located within the planned highway area, and they need to move it before construction begins.

Moving an old grave and building a new one is too complicated, so the family asked a fortune teller to help determine the location, orientation, and date of the relocation.

The host's surname was Niu, and he was an uncle in his fifties. Zhou Yi usually called him Uncle Niu.

When Uncle Niu saw Zhou Yi take out a compass, he handed him a Yellow Crane Tower cigarette and a large red envelope containing a thousand yuan:
"Xiao Yi, I'm entrusting everything to you."

Uncle Niu's parents have been buried for over ten years, and suddenly they need to be moved. He plans to find a good burial site for his parents so that they won't be disturbed again.

The location he chose was at the end of a ridge next to Yunwu Mountain, which was quite nice from a scenic point of view.

But feng shui isn't just about scenery; you can't just consider aesthetics. You also have to consider factors like yin and yang. Zhou Yi looked around with his grandfather's compass and asked Uncle Niu:

"Why did you decide to move the burial site here?"

Uncle Niu scratched his head and said:
"Some people say this is a dragon vein, and the end of the ridge is the dragon's head. It's good feng shui to bury someone here."

Zhou Yi silently put away the compass.

If it were a famous mountain range like the Greater Khingan Mountains, Lesser Khingan Mountains, or Qinling Mountains, you could say it's a dragon vein. But what kind of dragon would be willing to stay in such a desolate place as a barren, earthen ridge that stretches for dozens of miles?
Besides, even if it really is a dragon vein, our small family can't possibly suppress it. Forcibly burying it here will only cause our descendants to suffer and be plagued by misfortunes.

Zhou Yi ultimately chose a flat location at the lower end of the earthen ridge. This place was backed by the earthen ridge, with a river in front and green grass all around, making it a rare feng shui treasure on the entire earthen ridge.

As for the direction, just face Yunwu Mountain, so that you can absorb some of its spiritual energy.

In less than two hours, Zhouyi had clearly determined the location, direction, and suitable time for burial.

The neighbors who helped Niu Bochong said:

"Then let's do it as Xiao Yi said. We'll have a whole trip on the tenth of the month, including the funeral arrangements. I'll talk to Lao Cai, who's in charge of booking the tables, and we need to prepare at least sixty tables that day."

Upon hearing the date "the tenth of the month," Zhou Yi secretly noted it down, intending to give a gift on that day.

As a Taoist priest, it is only natural for him to charge for feng shui consultations; but as a neighbor, he should also give gifts for weddings and funerals.

Once the location was determined, several neighbors who came to help started digging the grave. Zhou Yi bid farewell to Uncle Niu, took the red envelope and the unopened pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes, and went to the town supermarket, where he returned the cigarettes to the liquor and tobacco section.

The cashier at the counter, Aunt Wang, said with a smile:

"Whose business did Xiao Yi take on? Old Niu's?"

"Yes, it's from Uncle Niu's family. They just confirmed the location of the burial site... I don't need the cigarettes anymore, give me some blue bottle Erguotou instead, the 42-proof one."

Aunt Wang immediately started gossiping:
"Xiao Yi doesn't smoke, so why has he started drinking? Is something on his mind?"

Zhou Yi said with a smile:

"This is for placing offerings in front of the statue. Also, give me a box of lighters. Last time I couldn't find a light when I was burning incense, and I ended up running to the gas stove in the kitchen. I almost got punished by the ancestral master."

At this moment, the supermarket manager came over for a chat. She lived in the county town and had heard more gossip:
“Recently, someone in the county has been possessed by an evil spirit. It is said that he bites anyone he sees. My aunt’s neighbor’s cousin’s wife was almost bitten.”

While finding wine for Zhou Yi, Aunt Wang asked:
"It bites everyone it sees; it must have rabies, right?"

The manager shook his head:

"It's not rabies. I took him to the hospital, but he ended up being taken to a mental hospital. He was electrocuted twice, but it didn't help... Xiao Yi, can you cure this condition?"

Zhou Yi rarely participates in other people's gossip because his grandfather warned him from a young age that rashly discussing others would unknowingly lead to being tainted by their karma.

For a Taoist priest, "sitting quietly and reflecting on one's own faults, and refraining from gossiping about others" is a fundamental skill.

He smiled politely.
"It's hard to say in this situation; we need to see it in person to make a judgment."

Upon hearing this, the manager sighed regretfully:
"We've consulted several shamans and fortune tellers, but nothing works. One of them even wet his pants in fear... His parents have raised the fee to 20,000 yuan, and if he can be cured, they'll give him a big bonus."

The Book of Changes: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Take less?

Twenty thousand?

Recently, I've been feeling restless and have suddenly decided to go down the mountain to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path. I don't care about money; I just want to do something for the people... Abbot Zhou, who has always been in abject poverty, was deeply moved.

After exchanging the liquor, Zhou Yi went to a pharmacy to buy medicine for Li Jing, and also bought a bunch of basic anti-inflammatory drugs, painkillers, antihypertensive drugs, alcohol, iodine, and other medical supplies.

After finishing his shopping, Zhou Yi rode his bike up the mountain, but the thought of that 20,000 yuan kept nagging at him...

"Since we're all in the county town anyway, why don't we take Grandpa's money sword with us on the day the crayfish restaurant opens, eat the crayfish, and then go see what's going on with that possessed person?"

Zhou, who was confident that he would not make any of the five faults and three deficiencies, has recently been driven crazy by a lack of money!
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