ghost craftsman

Chapter 147
"Put the statue of Luban on?" Mr. Wu stared at me suspiciously.

I hummed, but considering the limited time, I didn't explain to him.However, I feel like a bright mirror in my heart. The reason why I asked to release the statue of the patriarch is because the five-luck construction of Niuwang Village was transferred to the ground by some secret technique. Changing the direction of the Five Lucks in Niuwang Village, to put it bluntly, means changing the direction of Feng Shui.

And if you want to change this trend, you have to break the secret technique. When it comes to breaking the secret technique, who is the best?

Of course it is Lu Ban, the patriarch. It is precisely because of this that I have this request. After all, the statue of the patriarch has an aura that can restrain some dirty things. The aura of the Shi Ye statue will change the soil of that place.

As for why it is placed in the place where the temple is built, it is due to the airflow direction of the Five Lucks. In professional terms, it is that the village is poor, the sun is hidden, the misfortunes and fortunes dominate, the darkness is dark and cold, and the luck is good. , the second is the overcast, and the fifth is the five ghosts.

This is easy to understand. It can be roughly understood as the five orientations of the entire Niuwang Village: east, south, west, north, and middle. The kind of gathering wealth is called Wangxing, and the location of the temple is on the west side of the whole Niuwang village. It is replaced by the eight trigrams, which is the position of Kan. The five elements of the orientation belong to water.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that water and fire are incompatible. Therefore, from the perspective of azimuth, these two directions are incompatible. It is commonly known as neutralization.

As long as the statue of the patriarch is placed in the place where the temple is built, this balance will inevitably be broken, resulting in a situation where the west overwhelms the east.

In this way, the success rate of cutting down the Qishahuai tree will be much higher.

It is worth mentioning that if a temple was really built at that location and the statue of Lu Dongbin was put in, the result would be the exact opposite, which would make the balance more stable and durable.

As the saying goes, what kind of temple to enter and what god to worship, this is the truth.

So much gossip, let’s get back to the text.

Seeing that I didn't explain to him, Mr. Wu guessed that I was worried about time, so he nodded immediately, got up slowly, and winked behind me.

I was slightly taken aback, turned my head and saw a 23-year-old woman in the crowd walking away.

Seeing this, I glanced at Mr. Wu strangely, because the woman who left was actually one of the ones who followed Du Sanniang, which made me understand immediately that Mr. Wu actually planted an undercover agent beside Du Sanniang.

At the moment, I didn't say a word, so I asked Mr. Wu softly, "When can the statue of the Patriarch be placed?"

A smile flashed across his tired face, and he said, "Don't worry, you can put it in that position in less than a minute. Even the statue of your ancestor, I have already prepared it for you."

Well, it seems that Wu has long expected that the Qishahuai tree will be chopped by me.

But, what I don't understand is, since he knows that I will chop the Qishahuai tree, why does he want to chop it himself?He even cut off his arm.

I wanted to ask at first, but when I saw Du Sanniang looking towards us, I didn't ask any more, so I walked towards Qishahuai with a hatchet, reached out and touched the tree pole, as if touching It is like ice, and the chill is piercing, especially the bark, which is as smooth as jade, and does not have the rough feeling of ordinary bark at all.

The weirdest thing is that when I stand under the Qisha tree, I always feel that there are two pairs of eyes staring at me directly, which makes my heart pound.

When I looked up, there was nothing but lush leaves.

Damn it, how could it be like this, could it be that Qishahuai has really become a spirit.

At that moment, I took a deep breath, intending to test the hardness of the Qisha tree first, so I raised the hatchet and slashed at the Qisha tree. The strange thing is, the knife went down, like chopping on a steel plate, which shocked me. His arm was a little sore, and the hatchet in his hand slipped out.

The moment the hatchet fell to the ground, the onlookers burst into bursts of laughter, generally laughing at me for overreaching, and saying that I got on the plane with a suona on my back, and I blew it to the sky. I am an ant and ant holding a weight, with a big tone.

Hearing these words, I frowned, ignored those people, picked up the hatchet, and tentatively hacked at the branches of the locust tree a few times.

The strange thing is that the branch that was only the size of a little finger didn't break a bit of skin after being hit by a hatchet.

At this moment, Elder Wu came over and said in a low voice, "Chuanzi, the statue has already been placed in that position."

I turned my head to look at him in surprise, and asked in confusion, "How do you know?"

He smiled and said: "Don't worry about this, the old man will naturally have his own way to know."

I nodded and didn't speak. Now that Mr. Wu said so, I didn't have anything to worry about. I was stunned, adjusted my clothes, and finally asked Mr. Wu, "My hair is messy. Is it?"

He glared at me and said angrily, "It's not chaotic, it's handsome!"

As soon as I heard it, he probably mistakenly thought that I was smug. There is no way to do it. Anyone who hears such words will think so.

But the truth is, I'm really not smug, but us ghost craftsmen who chop trees, we have to pay attention to our own image.In the words of the senior brother, to cut down trees with the best image, to put it bluntly, is to respect the patriarch.

I smiled wryly, and asked him again: "What day is it today, and what time is it?"

He said: "September 9 in the lunar calendar, the current hour should be ugly."

I grunted and pinched my fingers to calculate. September belongs to autumn, and autumn is Bing. In the azimuth, the Fire Tomb Qiangong, the 9th belongs to the opening day of the twelfth day, and the ugly time belongs to the moon in Yuede. Make Taiyin.

And according to the tree-cutting rules of our ghost craftsmen, in spring, we can watch flying dragons go up to the sky, in summer, we can go to the bottom of the lake to see the grass, in autumn, we can hear the golden rooster crowing at five o'clock, and in winter, we can suspect rats before they pass the warehouse.Therefore, this general direction should be in the north, because the north belongs to Germany, and the evil spirit will be lighter when logging in Germany.

According to the particulars of the day and time, I finally chose the Bingwu position in the north. This position has the saying of Jiujuyou. In the words of "Luban Jing", only ghosts and gods should not be in the right place. .

After choosing a place, I was stunned, and inserted the hatchet in my hand into the ground, and asked Mr. Wu and Mrs. Wu to stand three meters away from Qishahuai. Mr. Wu asked me why, and I told him that I would cut it later. There may be some supernatural phenomena in Qishahuai, but Mr. Wu and Mrs. Wu are not insiders, so they are easily confused by those phenomena and have hallucinations.

(End of this chapter)