||->-> Chapter 3 of the main text

With the rooster crowing three times, a ray of sky appeared in the east, and the ghost outside the door of Ding's house suddenly retreated. Then there was a heavy rain, and although it was the middle of winter, it was accompanied by lightning and thunder, and the momentum was amazing. When the sky was bright, the sun was shining again.

This rain washed away all traces of the night, as if the haunted incident of last night had not happened at all. The villagers in Mu Basin went out of their homes, and they all came to Ding Zhiming's house to inquire about information.

The lantern on the door of Ding's house was long gone, and only a bronze mirror fell on the floor in front of the door.

The three poor Taoist chiefs practiced all night, and at this time they were exhausted and their faces were tired. He yawned profusely, and there were bean-sized pimples in the corners of his eyes. It's really worrying that the pimple will fall and smash the surface of his foot.

Looking at the villagers who came to comfort the Ding family, the three poor Taoist chiefs suddenly came to their senses, and asked with wide eyes: "Here, who is the person with the highest rank in the Mu family and the most talkative?" ”

In the crowd, three old men looked at each other and stood up. One of them said: "My name is Mu Zhenguo, and these two are my cousins Mu Zhenbang and Mu Zhenhai....... It's useless, I've lived for sixty or seventy years, but the big and small affairs of the Mu family are all managed by us. "Novel

The Third Poor Daoist nodded: "Very good, let everyone else go back, the three of you stay, I have something to ask." ”

Everyone in the Mu family was very obedient, and they went back in twos and threes. The three old men surnamed Mu with the highest rank had their eyes flickering and frowning.

At this time, Ding Ermiao and his brother didn't dare to close their eyes after tossing all night, and now they are sleeping in the room.

Mu Cuizhen poured tea for everyone, and everyone sat around the table of the Eight Immortals. Old Man Ding and Ding Zhiming were naturally also present to accompany the guests.

The three poor Taoist elders picked up the bronze mirror on the ground, walked to the top of the Eight Immortals Table, turned his back to the painting in the middle hall, but did not sit down, and swept his eyes over everyone present one by one.

Don't look at him, he looks old and thin, but the light in his eyes has a deterrent power that is not angry and self-threatening. For a while, everyone was silent.

"Everyone saw a little bit of what happened last night." The Third Poor Dao Chief slowly spoke: "Mu family, what a good deed!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was taken aback. But the three old men of the Mu family, although their faces became ugly, did not say anything, and each lowered his head. Old Man Ding opened his mouth and held back.

Only Ding Zhiming was puzzled and asked the three poor Taoist chiefs: "Taoist chief, this ...... What does it have to do with the Mu family? ”

The Third Poor Daoist looked at Ding Zhiming's face and smiled faintly: "Maybe it's because you're still young, so your father didn't tell you about it." But I'm sure everyone else here except you and your wife knows what's going on. ”

After a pause, the Third Poor Daoist turned his eyes to the third elder brother of the Mu family and the old man Ding, and said coldly: "How about it, which of you will talk about this matter first?" ”

"I'll talk about it......" Old Man Ding stood up in response, squinting his eyes and thinking about it, as if he was sorting out his language.

The Third Poor Daoist nodded, and finally sat down.

"Our Ding family originally moved to Mu Basin from other places. Since I moved here, I have passed it on...... Sixteen generations. Old Man Ding sighed: "Sixteen generations, a whole sixteen generations!" It will neither cut off the incense, nor will it scatter. In each generation, there is only one boy. ”

The Third Poor Daoist snorted: "Go on." ”

Old Man Ding smiled bitterly and continued: "Standing on the Crescent River, looking east at the topography of our village, it looks like a small boat. There are several rows of houses in front and back, with high terrain in the north and south, and depression in the middle. And at both ends of the east and west, the terrain is a little higher. This is a boat under the big river, and when a wave comes, the boat will capsize, and half of the people in the village will die. ”

"If a ship has no anchor, it can't stop. Therefore, the bow of the ship must be a family with the surname Ding. This ding is an iron nail, which can maintain the stability of the whole village. ”

"However, there should not be too many nails in the bow, otherwise the hull will be damaged, and in the end, the boat will still leak and drown."

Speaking of this, Old Man Ding looked at the three old men of the Mu family, and stopped talking.

Mu Zhenguo stood up and took over with shame: "So, many years ago, the ancestor of the Mu family bought off a Mr. Geographer and did something to make the Ding family ...... Passed down from generation to generation. ”

"What? How can you do this?! Ding Zhiming stood up suddenly, glaring at the three old men of the Mu family. Since the accident of beating his son Ermiao, he has hardly slept all the time, and at this time his eyes are red, and he looks terrifying, and he looks like he wants to eat people.

"Zhiming, sit down and listen to me!"

Old Man Ding looked at his son and said word by word: "The Mu family, they didn't treat us badly. Think about it, we have lived in the Mu Basin for more than ten generations, have the Mu family bullied our Ding family with the strength of the people, and have you ever given us a look? That is, when you get married, the girls surnamed Mu are all at your disposal. Cuizhen got married back then, and she didn't ask you for a penny of dowry, and the people surnamed Mu in the whole village also scraped together a dowry of tens of thousands of yuan. What is it all for? Think about it. ”

"This ......"

Ding Zhiming looked back at his wife and was speechless.

Although Mu Cuizhen is now in her early thirties, she is still beautiful and young, and she is not lost to ordinary big girls.

Back then, Mu Cuizhen was a well-known flower, and the person who proposed her relatives broke through the threshold. Who knows, Old Man Ding joked with several old men surnamed Mu, and Mu Cuizhen got married.

Mu Cuizhen's face turned red, and she lowered her head and said, "No wonder, at that time...... My dad and a few elders came to persuade me. And the whole village pooled money for me to buy a dowry, so it turned out to be like this. ”

Mu Zhenhai also stood up: "Your Ding family lives in the Mu Basin, and we are all serving as ancestors!" Although your family has been passed down from generation to generation, it ...... It's not the end, is it? For the sake of your relatives and folks, please don't worry about these things. ”

Ding Zhiming hurriedly said: "This is not a matter of carelessness!" The hands and feet of your Mu family almost killed my son! If my second seedling dies, you give my family more benefits, so what? ”

After saying that, Ding Zhiming turned to Qiu Sanqiao again, and asked with an eager face: "Dao Chief, will my family's second seedling still be in danger in the future?" Can you help us break the hands and feet that the Mu family did before? Money is negotiable. Please, save people to the end. ”

Qiu Sanqiu stroked his beard, frowned, and muttered.

The three old men of the Mu family were not easy to speak, and the whole room was silent.

After a long time, the old man of the Ding family sighed and said, "Dao Chief, if you really move the feng shui of my family's ancestral tomb, then I'm afraid the entire Mu Basin will have to move." Now there are more than 100 households and 800 people in the Mu Basin. Alas......, where can you move to? ”

"Daddy......!" Ding Zhiming turned his head suddenly, glared at him and shouted, "Are you so ruthless, regardless of your grandson's life or death?" ”

"Don't be noisy!"

Qiu Sanshan waved his hand and said, "The cemetery on the southern slope of the mountain is the place where the dragon is looking for a cave. The ancestors of the Ding family were buried on the dragon's single horn, and were surrounded by the tombs of the Mu family, surrounded by hundreds of ghosts carrying coffins. However, the Mu Basin of your village is the terrain of the phoenix's nest, which is far away from the southern slope, and the yin and yang are combined, life and death depend on each other, and the same qi is connected to the branches. One wins, one loses. ”

Everyone was silent, listening to Qiu Sanpoor's words.

"The formation laid down by the predecessors is extremely clever. The Yin spirit of the deceased of the Mu family protected the body of the ancestor of the Ding family. The body has not decomposed yet, and the Ding family can't change it because of feng shui, so ...... Can only be used as a single pass. If there is no workaround, the child rescued last night will not live for three months. ”