On the day of Jia Shen in the Guiyou month of the Jiawu year, it went to the south of the tiger. Jia did not open a warehouse and his property was wasted. Shen could not sleep in bed and sneaked into the room.

Suitable for: breaking ground, building construction, traveling, and burying; inauspicious: logging, recruiting children, accepting a son-in-law, and erecting monuments.

In the upper reaches of the Minjiang River in Rongcheng, the sky was covered with yellow paper. It fell feebly into the river with the wind, flowed down the river, and was soon swallowed by the rolling river water.

"The three strange things in the sky, the sun, the moon and the stars, are all over the sky and the earth is full of ghosts and gods. The gods bow their heads and worship, and the evil spirits will not stop when they see it!"

The shore of the Minjiang River , on a bridge construction site, a strangely dressed mage, holding a sword and a golden whip, was muttering something.

He wore a red scarf on his head, a green jacket, and a long blue skirt on his lower body. His bare feet were dancing strangely on the gravel beach on the shore, and he didn't feel any pain. .

This is the attire of Master Wu and Master of the Lushan sect.

The Lushan Sect may not be famous in other areas, but in Jianzhou Province and Rongcheng, it is a local primitive religion. It inherits the essence of Jingming Taoism, Lingbao Sect and other schools, and this person The mage is also the "red-headed mage" of the Lushan sect who specializes in exorcising evil spirits and eliminating disasters.

The mage jumped for a while, suddenly picked up a bowl from the altar, knocked it upside down on the ground, shouted loudly, and then stabbed it to pieces with his sword.

Then, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, placed the magic weapon on the altar, closed his eyes and said nothing.

The mage can keep his composure, but the people next to him cannot.

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie couldn't help but asked: "Master Huang, is it done?"

The mage was silent for about ten seconds. I could see the people around me breaking out in cold sweats on such a hot day.

This Xinye Bridge has collapsed three times since it was built. No matter how many experts from the design institute studied, they could not find the problem. The latest one three days ago A collapse killed a worker. This was a big deal. Not only did the relevant departments order a shutdown for rectification, but the workers were even more panicked.

Since ancient times, rivers, lakes and seas have always been accompanied by various bizarre and horrifying stories. In the past, there were workers who saw a female ghost dancing in the river in the middle of the night. They were so frightened that they lost consciousness and resigned and went home. , now the workers all suspect that there is something unclean in the water that is preventing them from building the bridge.

If you continue to create things, who can guarantee that you won’t be the one who gets into trouble next?

The workers are afraid, and their boss Zhang Guodong is even more worried.

The reason why this bridge was built was to allow the government to grant him the land on the other side of the bridge for development. If the bridge could not be built and the land could not be obtained, wouldn’t it mean that he would lose his wife and lose the land? Soldier?

Zhang Guodong onlyHe is the owner of a small real estate company and cannot afford such a loss.

So he spent a lot of money to hire Huang Hai, the red-headed master of the Lushan sect, to do the work, just to ensure that the project could go smoothly.

Master Huang was silent for a long time, opened his eyes, stroked his mustache, and explained:

"Just now I have fought with the lonely ghosts around me. Sorry, they are not the ones causing trouble. The real problem is the land under our feet."

Zhang Guodong frowned: "Master, what do you mean by this?"

"The location you chose is low-lying and is a place where shade gathers. It has no backing and is not a good Feng Shui location. The most important thing is that when building a bridge here, the bridge, river bank and water will meet each other. Forming a fire-shaped evil spirit, water and fire have been incompatible since ancient times, and your bridge cannot suppress this fire-shaped evil spirit, so it will naturally collapse several times after being built. Moreover, the fire-shaped evil spirit dominates the Li hexagram in the Bagua, and the Li hexagram is fire, causing disasters of blood and light. , if you continue to practice, it will not be as simple as just one or two people dying!"

After hearing this, Zhang Guodong frowned deeper. Human lives are at stake, this is not a small matter.

But where to build the bridge is all decided by the officials, how can he have the power to decide? What's more, the bridge is now half-repaired, and the cost of rebuilding it is too high.

Is there no other way?

Fortunately, Master Huang said immediately: It is not that there is no solution.

It is not difficult to resolve the fire-shaped evil. The simplest way is to use a basalt stone statue to suppress it. If a bridge cannot suppress your fire-shaped evil, how can the mythical beast Xuanwu, which controls water, not be able to suppress it?

Master Huang immediately gave Zhang Guodong some advice and buried a basalt statue under the third pier, so that the bridge construction could proceed smoothly. Zhang Guodong was overjoyed when he found the solution. He was so grateful and grateful to Master Huang that he wished he could kneel down and kowtow to him.

Just as Zhang Guodong was thanking Master Huang, a voice suddenly floated out from among the workers:

"The problem is not the fire-shaped evil spirit, but the bridge pier... ”

The sound was not loud, but in such an atmosphere, it seemed particularly harsh.

Master Huang immediately glanced in the direction of the sound and saw a young man dressed simply standing there with a crossbody bag hanging on his body and a strange wooden bird standing on his shoulder. .

The young man has a clean, shaved hair, healthy wheat-colored skin, and dazzling white teeth. Although he is at a construction site, he is spotless except for the whitewashed clothes that make him look... A bit poor.

Just after the troubles at the construction site were solved, discordant sounds were heard. Zhang Guodong couldn't help but feel upset: "Which foreman are you from? Your hair is not even long, you know.What? "

Immediately a foreman came out and cursed angrily:

"Who told you to talk to Mr. Zhang like this? Who do you think you are? "

Master Huang had a profound look on his face: "It doesn't matter, I, Huang Hai, have been in this industry for so many years, and I have been questioned a lot. The study of Feng Shui is so mysterious that young people think they have understood it after reading a few novels on the Internet. However, they do not know that even if they spend a lifetime, they may not be able to understand it. "

The young man said unhappily: "If you are wrong, you are wrong. You can't see it because you are ignorant. If you don't listen to me, sooner or later something will happen to the construction site!" "

" Brat, if you weren't starving to death, would it be your turn to move the bricks? Stop talking nonsense here and get out of here! "

The foreman on the side was so angry that he wanted to kick the young man out.

This little bastard was only recruited into the construction site at noon. After eating three box lunches, He has done nothing, and now he is still talking nonsense in front of Zhang Guodong. The foreman only regrets that he did not keep his eyes open. If Mr. Zhang is angered because of this kid, he, the foreman, may also be implicated.

"Forget it if you don't believe it. If something happens, don't blame me for not warning you! "

The young man was also angry. Seeing that everyone refused to believe him, he turned around and left.

The foreman seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his expression changed, and he chased after the young man. Human hands: “Don’t leave! "

The young man turned back and said with a smile: "Please beg me now? late! "

The foreman pointed to the lunch box in his arms and said, "You didn't do any work, and you still want to take away my three boxes of lunch. Are you reincarnated as a starving ghost? "

The young man blushed, coughed twice, left his lunch box, and ran away quickly.

The foreman was still angry and cursed at the young man's back: " Little beggar, you can eat randomly but not talk nonsense. Don’t ask me to meet you next time! ”

On the construction site, the remaining people looked at each other. Although Master Huang had already given a guarantee, everyone was a little worried after being made such a fuss by the young man.

Zhang Guodong He reassured: "Don't worry, everyone, the Xuanwu stone statue is already on its way. It will be buried tonight and construction can begin tomorrow morning. With Master Huang's help, everything will be safe!" "

But even so, the haze in the hearts of the workers has not disappeared.

Master Huang smiled slightly and behaved like an expert: "I, Huang Hai, live in Rongcheng. He can be regarded as one of the top Feng Shui masters, and the head of the Lushan Sect is my uncle. Do you believe me?Believe that little boy? ”

Master Huang is worthy of being a master. His tone is gentle and confident, which is much more effective than Zhang Guodong’s comfort.

The workers then put down their worries and began to take action.

Outside the construction site, the young man carrying a crossbody bag looked back as he walked: "Grandpa, you asked me to do more good deeds. I want to listen to you, but it's hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words. , they don’t believe it, and there’s nothing I can do about it! "

At this time, a thin and dry worker caught up with him: "Little brother, don't, don't leave in a hurry! "

The young man was stunned and couldn't help but cover his crossbody bag: "I'll just take the three boxes, nothing else! "

"Um...I'm not asking you for a lunch box. "The worker said awkwardly.

"Is it possible that you are here to pay me my salary? I can't, I haven't started working yet..."

The worker in front of me is about thirty years old, not too old, but his skin is too tanned and he looks too old. A little bit.

The worker said: "My name is Wu Yuchun, what is your name? "

The young man took one look at the worker's face and saw that he did not look like an evil person, so he puffed up his chest and replied, "Yan Shouyi. "

"Brother Yan," Wu Yuchun scratched the back of his head. He seemed a little unaccustomed to communicating with others, but still tried to speak, "I don't have much education, but I can read people very accurately. I think You look like a person with real ability, so I have something to ask you..."

Yan Shou smiled and asked: "You tell me what it is first, and then I will consider whether to answer or not. . "

Wu Yuchun took out the crumpled cigarette box, gave Yan Shou one cigarette, and then held the cigarette in his mouth, with a trace of sadness in his cloudy eyes: "He died a few days ago at the construction site. That one is my younger brother. On the day of the accident, he was the only one working on the bridge. After the bridge collapsed, he fell into the river. His body has not been recovered yet. The foreman gave me two hundred thousand yuan. I was asked not to collect corpses, otherwise it would slow down the progress of the construction. I thought that even though my brother was gone, at least I could still provide money to support my parents in their old age, so I agreed in a daze. "

"But in the next few days, I always dreamed about my brother. I dreamed that he was wet and said it was cold and wanted to go home, and asked me why I didn't find him..."

Wu Yuchun, a man in his thirties, couldn't help wiping away tears at this time: "I don't know how to swim, and I don't know how to find a corpse. They said there are many undercurrents under the river, and the corpse may have been washed downstream. I couldn't find him at all, but I couldn't help but feel sad when I thought about my brother's death. "

Yan Shou took a puff of cigarette and asked: "So, you want me to help you retrieve the body? "

Wu Yuchun nodded quickly: "Little brother, if you can fish out my brother's body, I am willing to give you all the money the foreman gave you."

Yan Shou pointed. Direction of the construction site: "Isn't that Master Huang also capable? Why don't you find him?"

　"Master Huang's fees are too expensive."

　"..." Yan Shou Sighing, do I look cheap?

He glanced at the direction of the construction site and said calmly: "How much money do you have with you now?"

Wu Yuchun was stunned and rummaged through his pockets for a long time. I found a crumpled pile of more than eighty yuan, full of change, not even a fifty.

"That's all I have now. If it's not enough, I can go to the bank to get it..."

"No, this is enough," Yan Shouyi said, " I can't charge too much money, or I will be punished by God."

Then Yan Shouyi warned again: "The Yang Qi is too strong during the day, and it will be too difficult to find your brother's body. Let's come at night. When the time comes, prepare your brother's clothes and go to the riverside to fold a few sycamore branches, remember?"

Wu Yuchun nodded quickly.

The people at the construction site were calling for work again. Wu Yuchun hurried back, while Yan Shouyi came to the river and looked at the river thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he took off the lifelike wooden bird on his shoulder, lowered his head and said something in the wooden bird's ear, then made a seal with his hand and threw the wooden bird out.

I never thought that the wooden bird did not fall into the river, but fluttered its wings and flew up!

It is vaguely visible that the word "Luban" is engraved on the back of the wooden bird.

【The author has something to say】

It’s still the familiar recipe, it’s still the same taste, and the protagonist’s surname is still Yan. Dear book friends, guess who I am?