Chapter 281 Xu Fengnian met an old man in a foreign land, and Xu Longxiang went down the mountain after learning.
Xu Xiao pressed one hand on the map and said, “Where is my son there? Is this reason enough?”
Huanxiquan is powerful and powerful, and there are powerful crossbows and soldiers patrolling the night. The south is still good. When he arrived in Quanbei, he almost had three steps per whistle, and there were many hidden stakes. Fortunately, Xu Fengnian is not unfamiliar with the military night ban and the city defense arrangement, and Luoyang was willing to lower his body and sneak with him. When she came outside the wall of the Zhong family’s mansion, Xu Fengnian chose a secluded dead corner with sparse lanterns. She was about to climb over the wall, but was pulled by Luoyang. After she got up, she twisted her body into a strange figure on the wall. Only then did Xu Fengnian realize that there were tricks on the city wall and she was like this. Only then did she realize that there were thin silver wires hanging on the wall. Before climbing over the wall, I caught a glimpse of Luoyang floating a few feet away from the wall, and my eyes were joking. Xu Fengnian cursed in her belly. When she looked closely, her breathing stopped falling. Her body slipped down against the wall like a gecko. Only then did she avoid the endless mysteries. However, she could stand on the thin silk without trembling the bell. Xu Fengnian believed that she did not have this ability yet. The main reason is that the Northern Liang Palace has always been loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Even if it contains evil intentions, it likes to close the door and beat dogs. In contrast, the farming palace should be too cautious, and it is obvious that it is to resist the enemy first, so that people retreat when they see the difficulties and do not ask for how to kill people. This is probably a low-profile attitude that the farming dragon deliberately put on other people’s territory.
As long as the courtyard building is done by everyone and has its own laws inside, there must be laws to follow. The towering Beiliang Palace is the master of the great spirit, and the Zhongfu is considered a first-class style in Huanxiquan, which is still not worth mentioning compared to the Beiliang Palace, which is the king of the mountain. Xu Fengnian walked very relaxed and comfortable. He could walk around when he heard the sound, as if he was walking at home, taking a white-clothed demon head around the beams and crossing the corridor. However, at first he could feel the breath of Luoyang, and after a quarter of an hour he felt nothing. Xu Fengnian was too lazy to worry about it. He guessed according to his identity and did not go to the brothers who were in trouble with the magical powers and came to the Qingya yard of the distinguished guest Lu Gui. The closer the several major courtyards, the more relaxed the martial law, which is also a kind of family conceit.
Xu Fengnian returns to her nest like a swallow, hanging under the eaves where she does not reflect her figure. There were bright lights in the house, and the golden wisps pierced the window paper. Xu Fengnian saw a middle-aged man who was six-part to Lu Chen reading at night, his eyebrows were gloomy, and an old man in a macaque sat opposite him. The old man had a clear appearance, his fingers crossed on the table. The most eye-catching part was that his lips were purple, which was exactly the same as Yao Jianru, the master of Qingnang of Northern Liang. It was clearly because he tasted earth and recognized acupoints all year round. It can be seen that the Zong family traveled westward, and he did have to borrow the Lu family’s geomantic technique to explore the Qin Emperor’s tomb. The old man Mayi had an exquisite brass lamp on his hand. He and Lu Gui were both worried and were not happy that he was expected to open the imperial tomb and get a share of the pie. Xu Fengnian still understands it. When he arrived at the tomb of the Qin Emperor, the terrible specification of the emperor in the world, the mechanism is just a small matter, and the contamination of the energy is a difficult major matter. The yin energy is too heavy. Not to mention that people entering the tomb often get treasures temporarily but die suddenly, it may even harm their descendants for generations. The copper lamp is also called a breathing lamp, which recharges the essence and blood of a boy and ignites it., can avoid filth.
The old man in the house sighed, “Thirty-six lamps are still few. Divination also shows the danger of good fortune.”
Lu Guiyi looked tired and said helplessly, “The matter is hasty, where can I get enough sunlights for the big circumference.”
The old man sneered, “The reckless man of the Zhong family relied on his own force, but he didn’t know that the knowledge here is not comparable to human power.”
Lu Gui whispered, “There are ears in the partition wall.”
The old man laughed silently, “The head of the family, the brothers of the Zhong family still have this mind.”
Lu Gui shook his head and said, “Be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years. In front of great wealth, everyone is petty.”
Having said this, the old man stopped talking and gently stroked the brass lamp carved by the Buddha statue with his ten fingers. Although he was born in poverty, he had great skills. He learned to create Buddha with an unfamous Buddhist master since childhood. The Buddhist master was only valued after his death and was praised as the ancestor of the revival of the Buddhist cave in Dunhuang. After his death, he was posthumously enfeoffed as the abbot of Quanshan, and was especially good at making statues of Guanyin. Although the old man is not a monk, he is unique ingenious and better than blue. The Buddha statue he created is not bound by Guanyin, and is known as the ten thousand Buddhas in his heart, with thirty-two appearances, bright appearances, eighty kinds of goodness, endless wonderful shapes. The ventilation lamp was his first creation. It should be noted that the “Sutra of the Great Precepts” says that if the Buddha statue is not measured in accordance with the Dharma, even if the Buddha and Bodhisattva are consecrated by the monks, they will not come to accept the residence. In layman’s terms, it is not easy to invite Buddha, but it is not easy to do so. In fact, the Buddha statue is not good, and the true Buddha will not come and evil deeds will live. Therefore, many places worshipped are not blessed with blessings, but evil will arise, which leads to the inability to offer Buddha and Buddha and the vows and vows. This is not because Bodhisattvas do not show saints but because of the root cause of offering Buddha and not in accordance with the Dharma. The old man was well versed in the Samadhi of the Middle Ages, and the Buddha statues he created were extremely effective and were widely sought after by kings, princes and meritorious officials.
Especially this brass lamp, which is inconspicuous at a high level. When you look closely at the eyebrows, your eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and your charm is full of charm. It can be regarded as the highest achievement of the old man Mayi in his life. If it weren’t for him and the lamp, Lu Gui would probably not dare to come to Xihezhou to wade into the muddy waters no matter how well he is good at Feng Shui.
Lu Gui raised his glass and sipped a sip of mellow wine, and said slowly: “The bamboo slips record that Emperor Qin mobilized tens of thousands of civilians to cut off the river, and dug up the tombs on the mountain walls that floated out of the water. After the sealing, the gates were opened to release the river water. The civilians and nearly a thousand supervisors were all killed by the Imperial Guards. The magic of the acupuncture technique and the ruthless method of hiding the truth are all unprecedented. It is like this to be an emperor.”
Lu Gui continued: “If we want to reopen the Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum, we have to collude with Helian, the mighty and mighty task of breaking the river. As for how the Zong family convinced this stubborn old man, we don’t know. Well, know less secret matters and cause less trouble.”
Xu Fengnian, who was hanging under the eaves, frowned. Eight hundred years ago, the Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum, the Qin Emperor’s Lizhu, and the white-clothed Luoyang that spit out the beads, felt that it was almost strung into a thread.
Luoyang, which was destroyed by Deng Tai’a, is it necessary to ruin the good things of the family or to achieve their own good things?
Xu Fengnian, who was accomplice of the tiger, was so worried.
The old man in Mayi left the villa with a brass Buddha lamp in his arms. Lu Gui read a set of old geography asked for by the Xihezhou government at night, stealing the tomb of the emperor, and moving his whole body. If he wants to start from the details, he must at least have a view of the overall situation without deviation. It was already late at night and there were still guests visiting. Xu Fengnian calmed down his energy and did not make any noise. When the young master and servant knocked on the door, he easily identified his identity – Zhong Gui’s brother – Zhong Tan. The eldest son of the Zong family was surrounded by a close maid who was not even considered a middle-aged man. He was a plump figure. Unfortunately, his appearance was too unappreciating. With the financial resources of the Zong family’s children, he found such a woman as a maid. Things were impermanent. Xu Fengnian became concerned. He took a few more glances and remembered many details that ordinary people would not care about, such as the small sachet on his waist for smoky clothes and removing filth, embroidered with a half-faced pipa makeup, which made Xu Fengnian remember deeply. The maid seemed to hesitate whether to follow the master into the room and paused for a little. The two pots of seedlings seemed careless, but in fact they were as careful as their hair. They shouted, “Lu Ci tribe, I’m upset. I know you’re a glutton. Come and try the drunk crabs I begged for next door with my nephew’s face. The wine is made of the Yellow River honey wine made by local methods. The yellow crab tastes different from the Central Plains. In August and September, it’s too old to put on the mouth. This is the perfect time to put on the mouth. We’re not as good as coming sooner, and we’re lucky.”
As we spoke, the seedlings pulled a maid, and regardless of whether the head of the Lu family, who was known as the Lu Ci tribe, agreed, he joined hands with her into the quiet room. A pot of wine and a jar of drunk crabs, the seeds of sandalwood entered the house, and the lid of the mud-sealed oil-paper pot was quickly opened, even Xu Fengnian smelled the tempting fragrance, and sighed that this eldest son of the planting family was really a master who could enjoy it. Lu Gui stood up with a smile and crossed the threshold to greet him. The two families of Zhonglu are family friends. Although he is an elder, the Lu family has always been regarded as a branch of the big tree in the Southern Dynasties. Lu Gui is even a vocal insect with the magical powers of the general. He was teased as a royal literati. Lu Gui was at this time and his confidence was big or small. However, Zhongtan was always versatile and Lu Gui gave face. He did not just take the airs of the Gaohua family’s legitimate son and entered the study, took the dishes and vinegar from his maid, and started his job as a servant. Lu Gui pushed the book on the table and joked with a smile: “Old Tao, my nephew is making fun of my uncle for being old.”
Zhongtan slapped his forehead, “The saying of Lao Tao is really a challenge. Uncle Lu is the leading diner in the Southern Dynasty. He once wrote “Su Pian”. Even His Majesty the Emperor laughed and said that Lu Ci was the well-deserved Qing Geng in our dynasty. Compared with the name of Lao Tao, Qing Geng is much more elegant.”