The second chapter "the secret of the sixteen characters Yin and Yang Feng Shui"
Since then, Hu Guohua has been a soldier and has to be reused, but in that time, there was a lot of chaos, warlords and warlords, and hundreds of people were able to cut them out. Today you have killed me, and tomorrow he has cleaned you again, and few forces are able to survive for a long time. The warlord Hu Guohua followed was not so powerful as to be beaten by another warlord in the battle for a year, death, escape, and Hu Guohua's warlords who were killed in a scuffle.
After the defeat, Hu Guohua ran back to his home, when his house broke the house, and fled in a hurry. There was no food in his body. He had no food for two days.
He thought, it's not enough to go on like this. It's enough to support 35 days of grain and smoke. What should we do after we eat it? Then he remembered more than 100 miles away from home. There was a thirteen Mile Shop where there were many tombs of dignitaries. There were many valuable burial objects in it.
At that time, Hu Guohua had fought in the army and was much more daring than before. Hu Guohua once heard a lot of old soldiers in the army said that many of the tomb robbers, tomb robbers in the folk and called "inverted bucket", can make a fortune, but grabbed the head also to lose his head, so he did not dare to act in the daytime, the heart of a horizontal, at the night of a Mao moon, a wind lamp, carry a shovel, went to the thirteen Li shop. The graveyard.
What is the moon? There is no cloud in the sky, but the moonlight is not bright and hazy. Of course, the modern people know that this is a meteorological phenomenon. It is called the Moon Halo, which means that it should be windy, but who knows the science in the countryside of that time. In some places, the rural people call the moon a long hairy moon, and others say the dark night is the time when the ghosts are most loved to go.
After waiting for the place, he drank the half jins of wine that he wore with his courage. This night, the moon cold star cold, the wind whizzing, the grave is fluttering with a piece of phosphorescent fire, occasionally a few chirping of strange bird calls, the hands of the light and dark, seems to be extinguished at any time.
At this time, though Hu Guohua had just drunk the wine, he was frightened by the ghost, which was a cold sweat. This time, the half Jin of the knife was a white drink, and all the sweat pores went out.
Fortunately, this is a wild grave. There are no people in the vicinity. Hu Guohua sang a few mountain songs to his own courage, but not many of the songs, without a few words, no words, simply singing the most familiar day in the "Five" and "Eighteen touch".
Hu Guohua went to the center of the vast graveyard with great care. There is even a monument without a monument. In this wild field, the tomb looks so different.
Apart from the tombstone, the tomb is even more strange because the coffin of the grave is not under the earth heap, but it stands on the grave and shows more than half. The coffin was very new, and eighteen bright red lacquers were shining brightly.
There was some whisper in Hu Guohua's heart. How could this coffin be placed like this? It's so strange that he is afraid of what it is. If you don't come here, don't you open it and see if it's not the case? No money to buy food to starve to death is a death, no money to smoke the smoke of the death is also a death, it is better to let the ghost choke to the dead, Laozi all the life of the net, his grandmother, today is open, a road to black.
He made up his mind and shovel the shovel to open the half buried coffin, and the whole coffin appeared. Hu Guohua was a heavy smoker. He was poor in physical strength. He did not rush to open the coffin. He sat down on the ground and took out the Fu Shou paste on his body and sucked a little into his nose.
The brain was stimulated by opium, and the nerves were also excited. One bit stood up and opened the coffin cover with a spade. The body inside is a beautiful woman, the face is lifelike, only the powder on the face is very thick, on both sides of the face with red rouge on the two big pieces, in the base of the white powder appears to be like two stickers red plaster, her body, red silk, the auspicious gown, unexpectedly is the dress of a bride.
Is this female corpse buried just now, or has it been buried for some time? This cemetery has long been abandoned. Where else did people come in recent years? Is it impossible for her to become a zombie?
But at this time, Hu Guohua was not so much more than that, and his eyes were left with jewels on the female corpse of the coffin. These gold and silver gems were gleaming in the light of the wind, and the red paper was buried beside her in a barrel of silver, and many gold bars were innumerable.
It was a big fortune. Hu Guohua stretched out his hand and rolled out the grandmother's emerald ring on the woman's cadaver. He had just reached out. Suddenly the wrist was caught. Hu Guohua was scared and looked at him. He grabbed his wrist. It turned out to be an uncommon man.
It turned out that Hu Guohua had rushed to the thirteen Li shop and met a Feng Shui man surnamed sun on his way. Mr. Sun was a famous master in the province. He could not only see feng shui fortune tellers, but also pinch and calculate, and understand the magic of the five lines.
As soon as Mr. Sun saw Hu Guohua, he found that he had a hidden layer of black air in his face, pinching his fingers and flirting with anger. So the whole way came to the end.
At this time, Mr. Sun grabbed Hu Guohua's arm and suddenly snapped, "I only ask you," is this a thief? "
In this statement, Hu Guohua fell to his knees and hurried to his knees.
Mr. Sun helped him up: "although you are bad in virtue, you are not too big, you have to know that it is not difficult for me to save you, but you must first worship me as a teacher and quit smoking."
Hu Guohua heard that he wanted to quit his big smoke, that is not as good as his own small life, but carefully measured, still suffer a lot of trouble, stay in the mountain, not afraid of wood burning, I first asked him to put me a horse, while he was not ready, I then sucked my Fu Shou ointment, and afraid he found it not? In my mind, I decided to knock Mr. Sun's eight heads on the spot.
Mr. Sun saw that Hu Guohua was able to change his mind and nod his head with satisfaction. Again, he looked at the coffin that was opened by Hu Guohua. The female corpse inside was very lifelike. It was also a big surprise. It seemed that this was a piece of corpse. This female corpse would be a disaster and must be eradicated as soon as possible. So he told Hu Guohua to be so...
The two people put up the lid of the coffin, pushed the coffin board together, took the long nail to death, and filled the ink line across the coffin, and the ink line, like the checkerboard, formed a large black net, and the coffin was tightly sealed.
Next, let Hu Guohua pile up some dry wood and burn up the big red coffin. Hu Guohua went on, lit the fire with the fire, the flame went up, the black smoke of a share came out, insmelled, and finally burned to a pile of ashes.
Hu Guohua remembered that there were many gold and silver jewels in the coffin, stamped with sigh and late, and had to support Mr. Sun and live in the house of Mr. Sun.
Since then, Mr. Sun has used the secret recipe to cure Hu Guohua's addiction to cigarettes and teach him some skills to see feng shui. Hu Guohua set up a small stall in the county town to take a look at the picture, earn some money and marry a country woman. He remembered the teacher's life saving grace, and he kept his life safe and well.
However, Mr. Sun had a cold, sick, diseased, and a lot of medicine, but has not been able to recover, after a few years after the fate of the fate of the West.
Before dying, Mr. Sun called Hu Guohua to his body and said, "you and me are just a teacher and will teach you some real skills in the future. I have this ancient book, "Sixteen Words Yin and Yang geomantic secret", this book is the remnant, only half a volume, is to look at the Fengshui to find the tomb of the small art, you will stay around to make a memorial. After that, he did not breathe at all.
Hu Guohua buried his master, and when he had nothing to do, he studied the remnant book that Mr. Sun had left him, and had a little peep at the moon.
The daughter-in-law gave birth to a son of Hu Guohua and named Hu Yunxuan. When Hu Yunxuan was seventeen years old, he went to the English church school in the provincial capital to study. The young people were active and unrestrained. They were also exposed to the impact of some revolutionary thoughts. They were all in the revolution. Yanan, the holy land of revolution.
After the founding of the founding of the founding of the people's Republic of the Huaihai sea, he had been a regiment leader of the six longitudinal Sanye. After the battle of the river, the family was placed in the South with the troops south.
Then there was me. I was born with a very good time. I was catching up with the eighth day army Festival. My father called me Hu Jianjun. As a result of the kindergarten, there were seven or eight people in a class called Jianjun. So there were too many names. So I changed my name "Hu Bayi".
My grandfather Hu Guohua said, "this name has been changed well, and the eighty-one thousand and the only one."
At my age of eighteen, my family was hit, my parents were not very good, they were all isolated, and grandfather was pulled out as a ghosts. He was old, and his old arms and legs could not survive. He died two times without fighting. He showed others the geomantic omen of their whole life, and chose the cemetery for their own fate or cremation. This is the impermanence of the world.
My family was copied three times. All the valuable things were copied. Grandfather liked to collect antiques in his life. These antiques were not smashed or copied, and none of them were saved. The last thing left was a remnant book left by my grandfather. He let me wrap it in oil cloth and hide it on the roof of the public toilet.
The young people in the Cultural Revolution had three choices, one is to join the army, this is the best place to go, one is to train people, and the other is to change jobs in the future to allocate jobs in the two place. The second is to stay in the city as a worker, which is good enough to earn wages. The worst thing is that those young people have to go to the mountains and go to the countryside to jump in.
You have to say that I choose fourth roads and go nowhere. I will stay at home. That's not enough. No idle person said so at that time. Everyone is a socialist screw and is useful. If you want to stay at home, the neighborhood committees, schools and educated youth will mobilize you every day as a lantern. But some people insist that they will not jump the queue at the end. What can you do to me? Finally, all of these people stayed in the city and arranged for work. Some things are like this. It's unclear, the more confused you are, the more you never know what the rules are, and the hidden rules are not understood by everyone.
At that time I was too young to know what was going on in the countryside, but I was sure that my family was not expected to join the army, and there was no one in the city, and there was no place to go. If I want to jump in the queue, I will jump into the queue. I will be a vast world trying to make a heart. Anyway, I will leave home and plug in as far as possible.
Most of us here choose to go to Xinjiang in Yunnan, Yunnan, I chose to go to Inner Mongolia, and with me, I still have a buddy, Wang Kaixuan, he is a little white and fat than ordinary people, so the nickname is fat.
The place where we jumped in was called Gang Gang Ying Zi, which I never heard of before. When the train left home, no one came to send us, and compared to those who went to the army to join the army to send the scene, we are a little sad and sad. I have only brought the "Sixteen word Yin and Yang geomantic secret", which is hidden in the roof of the public toilet. I do not know what this is the book, but it is the only thing that is kept in my family. I want to take it on my body and wait until I feel homesick.