Chapter 13 [005] Natural Feng Shui Eyes (3)

Yuqing did not notice her expression and mental activity, but continued to walk with her to another cemetery with barren land and barren grass all around.

Yang Zimei was very familiar with this cemetery, because it was the place where her great-grandfather was buried. She visited the tomb with her grandfather and father only on Qingming last year.

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"Niuniu, take a closer look at this cemetery."

"Well, Master."

Yang Zimei stared at the grave with a heavy heart.

After a while, the scene in front of her gradually changed. Above the tomb, there was a layer of blood-red mist, which formed the shape of a sharp blade, and rushed into the tomb in the air.

"what--"

She suddenly felt a blockage in her heart, a mouthful of phlegm spurted out, and she sat weakly on the ground.

"Niuniu, what's wrong?"

Yuqing saw that she suddenly turned pale and vomited blood, and hurriedly helped her to take a pulse, and found that her pulse was vain, as if she had suffered some internal injuries.

How can you get hurt all of a sudden?

Yuqing looked at Yang Zimei's pale face very suspiciously, held her little hand, and injected some of her inner strength into it.

With the master's inner strength, Yang Zimei felt a little more comfortable, relieved his breath, and then stared at the sky above the tomb. The blood-red haze that was like a sharp blade had disappeared, only the bare tomb was a little lonely in the sunlight. Lying down dejectedly.

Even if she hadn't studied Feng Shui Kanyu, she also vaguely knew that the scene she just saw was definitely a murderous image.

No wonder a year later, his family was destroyed. It turned out that there was a problem with the feng shui of this ancestral tomb.

"Niuniu, why did you suddenly suffer internal injuries?"

"Master, this... is my family's ancestral grave."

Yang Zimei's tone was still a little weak, "Where do you see the problem with it?"

Yuqing's face became heavy, "The soil here is scorched and withered, the grass and trees are not growing, it is a lifeless place, so it cannot be buried; in addition, the mountains here are crossed, and the qi travels through the earth's veins. Once the veins are broken, the qi is cut off. In addition, there are still dangerous rocks here, strange rocks suddenly angry, born of the resentment of the earth, so evil, it is a fierce place, the dead will not rest in peace, the living will be affected, and will inevitably..."

He didn't say much, just looked at Yang Zimei with a pitiful expression, as if foreseeing how sad her future would be.

Yang Zimei finally understood the red ominous aura in the shape of a sharp blade.

"Master, what should we do? Can we break the evil?"

"This place is too fierce, and the ability to serve as a teacher is insufficient. The only way is to move the grave! Niuniu, wait for the master to come down the mountain with you, and persuade your family to move the grave!"

"Thank you Master!"

"However, you still have to find an auspicious point first." Yuqing looked around and said to Yang Zimei, "You are familiar with the theory of Fengshui. Find a feng shui auspicious point for your home to keep your home safe."

Yang Zimei nodded, used the Qi-guiding technique to regulate the internal injury just now, stood up, and began to search on the mountain.

Yuqing followed behind her without saying a word.

In the end, Yang Zimei stood and stopped on a mountain.

There are endless hills and mountains in the north of this piece of land, and low hills and hills in the south, surrounded by mountains on the left and right, and heavily guarded: the hall in the middle is clearly defined, the terrain is spacious, and it is surrounded by buckling flowing water.