Anything that can last thousands of years will have its reason for existence.
What's more, the Feng Shui school was born out of the ancient book of changes. Even the modern western elites who believe in God began to bother to study it. It can't be erased by a word "feudal dross".
Although Fang Yuan is not very superstitious, he respects these traditional cultures handed down from generation to generation by his ancestors. Like Chinese herbal medicine, when Western talents come into contact, they wonder that some grass roots and bark can cure diseases?
What makes people sigh is that even when the whole world is convinced of traditional Chinese medicine, Bangzi country is also trying its best to develop and expand, and people all over the world preach that traditional Chinese medicine originates from the peninsula, many Chinese people themselves do not believe this.
Let all Chinese people believe in the culture handed down by their ancestors. Fangyuan doesn't have that ability.
But he himself believed that no one would object. If anyone questioned him, whether he was an official or a businessman, he would ask that person: do you want to burn paper and kowtow when you go to the grave of your ancestors?
Burning paper and kowtowing to our ancestors when they go to the grave to wish them a good life there is also a part of these "dregs" culture, not just customs.
Of course, if people say they can't go to the grave, burn paper or kowtow, he can't help it. After all, no matter how capable he is, he can't make all the dogs except the donkey refuse to eat shit.
So when Yue WanChen said that it was Fang Tianming, the closed disciple of Pan Longyu, who calculated that July 11 was her "final day", Fang Yuan chose to believe it.
But some unwilling, silent for a moment, picked up the cup and drank it up, then said in a deep voice: "I've heard people (goats) talk about it. According to Pan Long's achievements in this field, as long as time comes, I can change my life against the sky."
Using artificial means to forcibly change someone's long doomed fate is the so-called changing life against the sky.
Since ancient times, there have been many legends in the Feng Shui World (in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, divination, divination, looking for dragons, exploring acupoints, jumping great gods, etc. are summarized in the Feng Shui World).
However, all those who change their lives against the sky have revealed their secrets and have been punished by the scourge of heaven. It depends on how their "magic power" is. Don't save others and pit yourself -- think about your wife and children, nourish your childhood, and it's better not to sacrifice yourself to save others.
Fang Yuan said this, there is some suspicion that he cursed his father's end, that is, valuing sex over friends. Oh, it should be valuing sex over father. It can be said to be unfilial.
It was because of his fear that he spoke Pan Long language instead of Fang Tianming, but the meaning was obvious: since Fang Tianming was Lao Pan's closed disciple, he would certainly have the ability to talk to Lao pan.
Women just can't help men's rhetoric.
Hearing that Fang Yuan was so concerned about himself, regardless of his father's life and death, the young Xiaochen's daughter-in-law looked at his eyes and burst into bright tears. She couldn't help standing up again. After bending over and giving him a kiss, she put her hands around his neck and said low to her forehead, "Fang Yuan, if I have you, I don't regret if I die now."
Look at her eyes, I hope you have suffered enough
"But I have no nostalgia for the world. I think when I die, I must die with a smile -- a relieved smile. "
Yue WanChen loosened Fang Yuan, sat back on the stone bench, picked up the wine bottle, poured some for herself, about half a Liang, and filled him one or two. After his mood was stable, she said, "Fang Tianming also said that he was able to help me avoid this disaster, and I refused."
With a Tink, he touched her gently and asked, "are you afraid of implicating him?"
"This is just one aspect, just as I have no nostalgia for the world."
Yue WanChen sipped a little. On her slightly pale cheeks, she floated a bright red, and her eyes were brighter: "what's more, Fang Yuan doesn't understand: there are so many good men in the world. Why does Yue WanChen recommend her little lover to her daughter?
If Mobei were as gentle as her, Fang Yuan would reluctantly agree. The problem is that it is a devil. A word of discord will swish and take people's heart away. Who can stand it?
More importantly, Yue WanChen said just now that brain crippled Xiao Xia is his real princess (big stick Fang Tianming language). Even sister Shuishui has to stand aside. Which onion is Mobei north?
Yue WanChen slowly ate some celery before saying, "I just let you accept her. I didn't say you have to marry her. You don't have to worry about that."
"I'm not worried."
Fang Yuan smiled bitterly: "I just think if you get drunk after smelling a little wine and start talking nonsense, you let me protect a murderous existence."
"No matter how powerful she is, she is just a personal bravery."
Yue WanChen raised her eyebrows, glanced at him and said faintly, "although she is a little smart, careful and can plot a few tricks, she is still too young compared with you, especially with the wily lady. If no one takes care of her, eventually she won't even know how she died. "
Fang Yuan sighed and didn't speak.
Yue WanChen is right. Although Mobei is playing with them (tieliao and Kunlun), it's just because she hides in the dark and uses some nonsense to disturb everyone's spirit.
When they wake up, they work together to force her out of the dark, kill her and feed her to the dog -- it's still very promising.
Yue WanChen saw this, so she didn't hesitate to exchange her death for the safety of Mobei: "as for you, why do I entrust you to take care of her? That's because she won't believe or fall in love with anyone except you. Fang Yuan, I think you should see what she meant to you when you were in the underground ancient city of the Northern Dynasty. "
"I see."
Fang Yuan replied without a head.
Yue WanChen asked, "what do you understand?"
"You can show up here and cooperate with my fathers. This is your deal."
Fang Yuan said slowly.
Yue WanChen smiled and said faintly, "yes, you're right."
Fang Yuan said, "but I think they can also choose others. They don't have to deal with you. Or they can tell me that. "
"Answer your or first."
Yue WanChen raised her hand, rubbed her increasingly red cheeks and asked, "if they say this to you personally, do you believe it?"
Fang Yuan was stunned and shook his head.
If Yue WanChen were replaced by Fang Tianming and his wife, sitting opposite him and talking to him about these things, it is estimated that Fang Yuan would have jumped long ago. He would have to pat the table and scold them as bastards. He doesn't love his children like other people's parents.
More importantly, they dare not face the surrounding area because there are many things they can't say at present.
If Fang Yuan had to force them to say, what would they do?
So at this time, we have to find an intermediary to be a peacemaker and tell Fang Yuan what they can say.
This peacemaker still has to be trusted by the surrounding area to find out his temper. Don't say that if he can't say anything, he will pinch his neck and crack.
There is no doubt that Yue WanChen, who has a different relationship with Fangyuan, is the best candidate for peacemaker.
"Answer your first question again."
After Fang Yuan thought about the smell, Yue WanChen raised her hand, pointed to the distant sky and said, "when you come, you should see the wall, the poison area on both sides of the wall. You and Mobei can safely pass through the poison area and come to this place because of your special physical relationship. But if it were me, if there was no special antidote, I wouldn't want to come in. "
"More importantly, even after taking the antidote, your body will be seriously damaged -- as for your parents, you don't have to worry, they don't want to die. But the Russian authorities found something wrong here many years ago. They sent people to check it one after another. As a result, they didn't dare to come any more. "
Yue WanChen asked softly, "if you think carefully, who doesn't want to die will be willing to come here?"
"No."
Fang Yuan can only answer like this.
"That's why I'm the best candidate."
Yue WanChen's voice didn't fall. Fang Yuan suddenly thought of something. She lost her voice and asked, "what about Kunlun?"
Kunlun doesn't have him. He has such a special physique as Mobei, and there is no antidote. If he rashly broke into here, wouldn't he be dead?
"Don't worry, your Kunlun didn't come here."
Yue WanChen shook her head, smiled and said, "Fang Tianming knows better than anyone how important Kunlun is to you. How dare you let her get into danger easily? As for where she has gone, I don't think you have to worry. "
"That's good."
Fang Yuan was relieved, and then asked, "even if they want to explain this to me, they don't have to come to this death?"
"Fang Tianming didn't tell me why he had to come here."
Yue WanChen looked up, looked vaguely around the house and said softly, "if you don't have to come here, why do they bother to build this old city in this place?"