The Red Age of Sword and Magic

Chapter 176 Feng Shui Master Xiaomei
Dragons have a keen sense of feng shui, which is incomparable to any other creature, including humans.

As for whether this kind of geomantic omen is caused by mountains, rivers, terrain and architectural patterns, or whether there are outstanding talents first, this Xiaomei doesn't understand.

It just feels innately, the Lan Family Courtyard is the first household located at the head of the village, with a prominent position, sharp and full of vigor.

Ah Hua's tiger fits perfectly with this evil aura, look at how comfortable Ah Hua is lying in the yard.

But dragons, especially the oriental sacred dragon, pay attention to Zhongzheng and peace, and this kind of overly extreme aura makes it very uncomfortable.

Seeing that the master would not call her for a while, Xiaomei slowly floated around the village, looking for a place where she could stay comfortably.

Where Shilan River turns around the village, flowing water gathers, and there is a stench of copper. Sure enough, no one lives in that house.

Xiaomei didn't know that it was Erjin's old house.The Li family is an outsider, and they didn't occupy a good place, so they could only build a house there.

Because the terrain is relatively low and humid, after the Li family got rich, they have moved to live in Xiangnan County.

However, rich people are superstitious about Fengshui. After listening to the persuasion of a Fengshui master, the old house was not sold.Er Jin studied with Master Xu when he was a teenager, and lived there for a while.

Later, Er Jin went to the city, and occasionally went back to Shi Lan to meet Shi Yuan, pay a visit to Lan's mother, and still lived in the old house.

The most luxurious residence in the village is Lan Batian's Wubao, which is located at the highest point of dryness and is well-defended. From a military point of view, it is very conducive to defense.

But Xiaomei doesn't understand military affairs, and she only sees that the surrounding area is the land of Lan Batian's family, far away from other villagers' homes.

The solitary yin does not grow, the solitary sun does not grow, and she is cut off from the people. This is a desperate situation. Xiaomei flew to the sky above Wubao, only feeling numb all over, very dangerous, and left quickly.

Moreover, the terrain here is too high, the moon will be full, and Kanglong will regret it. It looks perfect, and there is no room for improvement.

Xiaomei just passed by for a while, and already felt that her energy was draining.

Master Xu's private school is in the southwest of the village.He moved here in the year of Bingwu, and the southwest was the position of Wenchang in the year of Bingwu. He was orthodox and introverted, solid and heavy.

Studying here has a solid foundation and gradual progress. There is no short-term development. The stamina is full and the future is limitless.

It's quite comfortable here, Xiaomei hesitated for a while, because it doesn't like to study very much, so it's better to look for it again, and come back if there is no other suitable place.

If Long Wu was there, he would be able to make sense. Places like Bianjia Village are Chang'an's Wenqu positions.

The sensibility of the texts and songs can quickly improve people's abilities. It is said that Li Bai lived there when he was in Chang'an.

However, the rapid improvement of ability often means that the foundation is unstable, and after gliding across the sky like a meteor, it will fall.

Of course Xiaomei didn't understand this. In fact, Xu Fuzi, who chose the site back then, didn't understand either. He just chose a comfortable place based on intuition, which suited his mood.

After turning around, Xiaomei found a good place behind the northern half of the village.

This yard is much smaller than Lan Batian's Wubao, and larger than other villagers' land.

The village rises slowly from south to north, but the owner seems to be quite low-key, and the frame of the house is half a foot shorter than other houses.

The courtyard is hidden among the villagers, and the surrounding aura gathers here.

In front of the gate is a water pool, which absorbs the gathered spiritual energy. There is a large well beside the gate, which is the place where the whole village residents draw water, and returns part of the spiritual energy to the common people.

The water conservancy does not compete for everything, and the location of the house is not at the highest point in the Arctic, it is one row behind.

This is the legendary ninth-five position, surrounded by the crowd, but there is room for it, but the momentum is endless.

In Xiaomei's eyes of the dragon, she only felt that the purple air here was soaring to the sky, but it was not domineering, which made the dragon extremely useful, so she stopped in this courtyard unconsciously, coiled it up on a room, and groaned comfortably.

Xiaomei felt the aura while flying, and floated very slowly. Almost all the children in the village who did not go to school followed, which was strange to see.

Mr. Shi was just digging bamboo shoots behind the house with a shovel. Hearing that the monster was coming, he ran out with everyone with a shovel.

He was old and out of breath from running, and was drinking tea and panting when he came back, when he suddenly heard a group of children in front of the yard making a fuss.

When he got out of the house, he followed the eyes of the children, he was very obedient, why did Randy's horse come to his house?

The house listed is empty, isn't it where the eldest son used to live?

Master Shi patted his head and thought about it. He was a bit reluctant to help Randy feed his pets if he was playing with a sheep or something.

When he looked up, Master Xu was passing by the door, looking at the dragon, nodding his head slightly, stroking his beard and smiling.

I heard the children clapping their hands again, "The real dragon comes to Shi's house, the real dragon comes to Shi's house."

The old man was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly chased away the children, "Go, go, don't talk nonsense, this is going to kill the nine clans.

Everyone in Shi Lanchong is relatives, none of you from the Zhu Jiu Clan can escape, so go home quickly. "

Turning around and bowing to Xiaomei, "My Grandma Long, Ancestor Long, you can't stay here, please, are you trying to kill the old man?"

Xiaomei didn't understand why the old man wanted to drive her away, she just wanted to find a comfortable place to stay.

But it is very kind, maybe it is too heavy, the old man is afraid that it will crush the house.

He was kicked out, and he couldn't stay here, so he dawdled and left reluctantly.

It's the same when I want to come to the private school, there are students studying inside, and it will be more dangerous if the house collapses. Xiaomei sighed, it seems that she can only go back to the master's house.

Back at the gate of Lan's compound, Xiaomei said that she was unwilling to enter this courtyard full of fighting spirit and suffer.

Walking around the yard, there is a deep ditch on the right side in front of the gate, I don't know why it hasn't been repaired.

On the left is a row of hitching posts for two rented horses.There are a few big stones paved here, which are relatively smooth and warmed by the sun. Xiaomei lay on them, um, it’s okay.

Xiaomei's huge body filled the stone, and the two horses were pushed aside, the reins were not long enough, and their necks were strangled against the hitching post.

The two horses are not intimidated by Xiaomei's mighty dragon, it's good enough, this is the result of Xiaomei's efforts to restrain their momentum, how dare they compete with Xiaomei for space.

He maintained a very uncomfortable posture, but he didn't dare to resist, and could only whine to the owner of the house.

Liu Ming came out, and seeing the embarrassment of the two horses, he led the horses to the yard and tied them up. Xiaomei finally lay down more comfortably.

After a long time, this courtyard became the "Landy Lanzuo Former Residence Memorial Hall", and two signs were erected at the entrance, the west one said "Jiangou", and the east one said "Wolongshi."

Of course, there are three memorial halls in the village, one of which is more famous than this one, "Old Residence of Mrs. Dajing".

Seeing that Grandma Long had finally left, Master Shi heaved a sigh of relief, went back to the house and walked to a place where no one was around, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

Panting and running to his bedroom, he pulled out five boxes from under the bed with great difficulty, thought for a while, and then pushed back another one.

After turning around the room several times, gritted his teeth, he pulled back the box that had been pushed back, took out 500 taels of silver ingots from it, put it in a fur skin, and stuffed it back under the bed.

From the hidden compartment at the head of the bed, I took out a silver ring that I was reluctant to use and put it on - this thing also has wear and tear, but it's just that those who can afford it don't care much.

Binding very unskillfully, he took all five boxes in.

He went out and called a few long-term workers at home, "Come on, come with me to Tanzhou."

The young people were very surprised, the old man was very stingy, although he was very nice to the long-term workers, but in order to save money, he went out by himself, why did he suddenly open up this time?
If they knew what the old man was going to do, they would be even more surprised.

The old man led a few young bodyguards, boarded his own cargo boat, and headed straight for Tanzhou.

My son is working as a school inspector there now, and the last time I went home, he said he wanted to spread some dragon-slaying techniques, make friends with comrades, and asked himself for 50 taels of silver.

Not only did he not give it, he even scolded him for being a prodigal.The inspector's salary is not enough for you, so most of them are married and still ask their father for money, how decent is it?
Back then when his son went to Tanzhou to study with the sage Bao Da, the old man was not willing to give him the ring in his hand, so Shi Yuan still carried the burden on his back and left with an umbrella.

This time, the old man not only wanted to pass on this primary storage ring to his son, but also contained nine-tenths of his family property that he had saved through hard work all his life.

I have three sons. The old man suddenly acted arbitrarily this time and dealt with his property very unfairly.

Especially for him, an old man who has been frugal all his life and has to dig bamboo shoots by himself and is reluctant to hire someone, this decision is really not easy.

(End of this chapter)