Suddenly, Ding Ermiao thought about Ouyang Wanping again. Baidu Interesting Academy

Didn't he just go to the capital to find that Feng Qingyun to vent his anger to Sister Ouyang? Now that Wang Haolan is invited, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?

So Ding Ermiao grinned and asked, "Wang Haolan, where do you want me to go?" ”

"Come to the capital, what happened to my friend in the capital, and the person is currently in the capital." Wang Haolan said.

"Well, since it's your friend, I have to work hard to taste the haze of the capital." Ding Ermiao pretended to be embarrassed and said, "In about three or five days, I will go over and notify you in advance when the time comes." ”

Wang Haolan was a little embarrassed over there, and said: "Brother Ermiao, my friend is still sleeping in the hospital, most of the time he is unconscious, and once he wakes up, he is talking nonsense." Look at ......, can you come early? ”

"What's happened to your friend, tell me first." Ding Ermiao said.

"That's right. My friend was fishing in a reservoir on the eastern outskirts of the capital, and a big fish was raised to the surface of the water, and suddenly with a flick of its tail, it turned into a naked beauty. In the blink of an eye, she turned into a terrifying female ghost again, and her friend fainted with fright on the spot, and is still sleeping in the hospital. ”

it, caught a mermaid?

Ding Ermiao thought for a while and said, "That's it, my leg is injured, if you want me to go over early, arrange a car to pick me up." ”

"No problem, where are you?" Wang Haolan asked.

"Horseshoe Town, Xiaoliang Mountain."

"Okay, tomorrow afternoon, I'll call a car to pick you up, and I'll call you then." Wang Haolan said very happily.

"Okay, it's a word." Ding Ermiao deducted the phone.

went to the capital and solved the matter of Wang Haolan's friend and Sister Ouyang, and his leg injury should be almost better. At that time, if you go to Daxinganling again, you will not be delayed.

Early the next morning, Ding Ermiao got up, washed up, walked outside the door of Hou's house, and breathed fresh air.

Hou Baoshu, who asked Ding Ermiao to see feng shui last night, respectfully invited Ding Ermiao to breakfast.

Ding Ermiao was naturally not polite, had breakfast at Hou Baoshu's house, and then went to Beishan to show him the feng shui of the ancestral tomb.

There was another large group of villagers, following behind to see the excitement.

They are also all Hou families, but the grave of Hou Baoshu's family is on the slope of Beishan.

The area of the cemetery in front of me is not large, but the graves are disorganized, and there are about 20 graves, which are not in rows or columns.

"This piece of land is no problem, it's still a feng shui treasure land, the terrain of the phoenix landing, but these tombs are too unsophisticated, this, which feng shui gentleman pointed out this?" Ding Ermiao looked at it for a long time, frowned and asked.

Hou Baoshu opened his mouth and said, "We have ancestral teachings in our family, and we never need Mr. Feng Shui to look at the ground. And there are also regulations that after the death of future generations, they cannot be buried in order, but must be buried in a disorderly manner......"

I'll go, what's the rule?

Ding Ermiao was not lightly thundered, and frowned: "Why is there such a rule?" ”

"I don't know, generation after generation, it's all explained like this. Said that if you don't, you will be unlucky. I don't know how unlucky it is, no one can say clearly. Hou Baoshu said.

"This is the rule of your ancestor, what should you do if you tell me?" Ding Ermiao was a little depressed and asked.

Hou Baoshu scratched his head and said, "I just want to find out, why did the ancestor leave such a strange rule?" Master Ding, many Feng Shui gentlemen, can't see the clue, so I asked you to come and see it......"

"Which grave in this cemetery belongs to the first generation of your family?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Hou Baoshu spread his hands and said, "It's hundreds of years ago, and there is no tombstone, who knows?" I don't even know where my grandfather's grave is. ”

Ding Ermiao glanced at Hou Baoshu depressedly, took out the compass and began to position, checking the direction of the main vein and the water inlet.

After a while, Ding Ermiao put away the compass, walked to the mass grave, pointed to a grave, and said: "The main grave is here, maybe digging up the main grave will have the hope of revealing the mystery." ”

"No, Master Ding......" Hou Baoshu looked incredulous, and said: "This tomb is my grandmother's tomb, it has only been built for more than ten years, how can it be the tomb of the first generation of ancestors?" ”

The onlookers nodded their heads in agreement, proving that Hou Baoshu was right. Even, there are many people who are shaking their heads slightly, doubting Ding Ermiao's insight.

Ding Ermiao smiled, pointed to the grave, and said:

"When I said that the Lord's tomb is here, I didn't say that the tomb you saw was the Lord's tomb. Since it is a mass burial, there is a grave under the grave, and there is a coffin on the coffin, isn't it normal? Believe it or not, I'm not going to look away. ”

Everyone was skeptical and chattered.

Hou Baoshu blinked his eyes and said, "Do you want to dig it up and take a look?" ”

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "If you want to straighten out your family's feng shui, you must dig it up." And ......"

"And what?" Hou Baoshu hurriedly asked.

"Moreover, if you don't regulate feng shui, this vein of your family may be broken. There is not much earth qi in this land, and you have been buried in graves, so the feng shui is very chaotic. If you guess correctly, your family has been difficult for children to grow up for generations, right? ”

The villagers looked at Ding Ermiao in amazement and nodded yes.

After all, this involves a major matter of inheritance, Hou Baolai thought about it for a long time, and decided to dig a grave.

Subsequently, several villagers who came with them waved shovels and dug up.

With the continuous excavation, a whiteboard coffin appeared in front of him, which was the coffin of Grandma Hou Baoshu. The land was extremely dry, and the coffin was undecomposed, intact.

Ding Ermiao instructed everyone to lift Grandma Hou Baoshu's coffin aside, and then continued to dig down.

"There's something down here!" When digging more than a foot deep, the shovel in the hands of the villagers finally made a local sound and touched something.

Ding Ermiao jumped down on one foot, looked at it and said: "It is a stone tablet, and under the stone tablet, it should be the cemetery of the Hou family, the coffin of the first generation of ancestors." Then dig and dig up the stele. ”

The villagers were amazed and continued to excavate.

In the middle of the night, stone tablets the size of a desktop were finally dug up.

Underneath the stele, there was indeed a decaying coffin and a little bone. The bones and dirt fused together, almost unrecognizable.

"The stele has words engraved on it!" The villagers shouted.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "Clean up the dirt on it and see what is written." Be careful, don't break the stele. ”

The villagers immediately set to work, using sticks to clear the dirt little by little. Then, he used artemisia grass as a broom, watered and washed, and cleaned the stele clean.

On the stele, it is neat and dense, and the carved ones are all regular scripts the size of matchboxes.

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