Chapter 2: Immortal Finger Point The journey takes less than two days. Yang Keshui followed his grandfather to Shijia Bay. The terrain of Shijia Bay made Yang Keshui nod in praise. He was quite interested in it and often went up the mountain and disappeared for half a day. On weekdays, seeing his grandfather taking care of his brothers and sisters like a father with all his heart, Yang Keshui became more convinced of the kindness of this young man. It was already late that day. Yang Keshui asked my grandfather to go to the back mountain, saying that he wanted to see the Feng Shui of the mountain. My grandfather happily went. When the two of them walked to the back mountain, the moon was already high in the starry sky. The forest was still scorching hot during the day, but now the evening breeze was just right, with occasional gentle breezes... Yang Keshui said: "How brave! Shijiawan has a unique terrain. It is a blessed land." Grandpa smiled bitterly and said: Sir, you don’t know, Shijiawan means “the bay where the corpses live”, and it is well known that this place was haunted several years ago. The people here are either injured, dead, or stupid. All the families that can make a living have moved away.
My parents passed away early, so my brothers and sisters and I couldn't leave to settle down. However, I am sure that this piece of land is a haunted land. I... I would leave if I could take my sisters away. After hearing what his grandfather said, Yang Keshui couldn't help but burst into laughter. Grandpa was surprised and asked, "Sir, why are you laughing?" "Bold, do you know that this 'Shijia Bay' that people talk about is not an ordinary place? It has a peculiar terrain, which is rare in the world. When viewed in a dark day, the entire Shijia Bay is shaped like a dragon. Come and stand beside me and watch carefully." After saying that, Yang Keshui pulled his grandfather to his side. Taking advantage of the dim sky, grandpa looked up. At this time, the entire Shijiawan Mountain looked like a real dragon lying on its side, and Shijiawan was right at the mouth of the real dragon. From a distance, my few tiled houses looked like pearls spit out from the mouth of a real dragon, which was extremely spectacular. Grandpa was so surprised that he was speechless. "How brave! There might be some great treasures under this ground..." "However, it is difficult for you to understand. You just need to remember that your family can live peacefully in Shijia Bay for three generations. As for the terrain, don't tell outsiders about it." Yang said sleepily in a deep voice. "You are so bold. These days, I have observed the Feng Shui for a long time and discovered the best part of this precious land. It is destined to belong to a blessed person. Today, I am willing to show you this precious land. If you bury the remains of your ancestors here, you will surely be rich for three generations, and one of the three generations will surely be a phoenix among men. At this moment, Yang Keshui no longer looked as disheveled as usual. His long gray hair was piled high on his head, and his coarse blue linen clothes fluttered in the wind, making him look like a human or a fairy, making it difficult to tell them apart. Grandpa quickly bowed and thanked him. Yang Keshui pointed to the distant mountains and spoke softly. "About an hour later, several mountains will suddenly rise from that mountain range. The terrain is dangerous and the mountains are high, interspersed with each other. But if you look carefully, the mountain in the center is not only not intertwined with the other mountains, but also has its own special temperament. It has a strange mountain range and extraordinary momentum, like a woman running towards the moon, full of spiritual energy and gracefulness." "She raised her hands upwards with a fairy-like posture, very lifelike, just like Chang'e flying to the moon. This is what Shui Jing Zhu refers to as 'Chang'e flying to the moon'." "Whenever the moon rises and the stars move, Chang'e will absorb the essence of the moon. So this is the most appropriate time to bury the bone marrow of ancestors." "If you go to the night of August 15, when the moon is bright and full, and the spiritual energy of the moon is rising from Chang'e's head, put the bones of your ancestors into the stone cave in the direction pointed by the little finger of Chang'e's lotus hand when she holds her hand."
"The bones and marrow of our ancestors are endowed with the essence of heaven and earth, and with the grace of the wind, the earth will tremble." "Among your descendants, there will definitely be one who has the destiny of a dragon or a phoenix descended from heaven, and this destiny can be passed down for three generations." "But you must remember that you, the child favored by our ancestors, are very likely to be a woman full of spiritual energy, and are destined to suffer first and then enjoy happiness. In this life, she will attract a person with true dragon destiny to help her overcome disasters. From now on, her fate is not something I can predict. I can only rely on her destiny." Then he took out a book from his bosom and handed it to Grandpa: "This book is a record of what I have learned. It has pictures and texts. You can try to figure out the principles in your spare time. Maybe it will be helpful to you someday." Grandpa took the book and hid it in his chest like a treasure. "But, Dare, you must remember that this girl must not die young. If she dies, the family will suffer. On the day she dies, the cliffs will fall and the torrents will be angry..." Yang Keshui frowned and warned. It is said that Yang Keshui stayed in Shijia Bay with his grandfather for quite some time, and in his spare time he taught his method of divination. Grandpa, this honest and kind young man, seemed to be reborn, and had unknowingly become more spiritual. Yang Keshui was very happy to see this. This morning. When Grandpa woke up, he found that Yang Keshui was gone. On the dining table in the main hall was a piece of yellowed paper, and on the paper was the black bamboo divination that Yang Keshui had always worn. The general meaning of the paper is, thank you my grandfather for your help all the time. "Tell grandpa not to forget what he said in the back mountain, and give me the Black Bamboo Gua, which he loved most in his life, and tell him that we will meet again if we are destined to." When grandpa saw these words, tears welled up in his eyes. But I also know that the immortal has gone and it is difficult to find him now. Maybe one day we will have the chance to see him again. It is said that a few days after Yang Keshui passed away quietly, my grandfather sorted out his lost emotions and remembered what Yang Keshui had told him about his grave in the back mountain. That day happened to be the 15th day of the eighth lunar month. My grandfather quietly sneaked into the cemetery, dug out the bones of my great-grandfather who had been buried for many years, and carried the bones all the way up the mountain in the dark. At first the path was easy, but the higher we climbed the more difficult it became. We finally reached the waist of Chang'e. The sky was already dark, and Grandpa was already panting from exhaustion. Although he had climbed mountains and worked in the fields before, and had been a porter for many years, he felt that he had little strength and moved slowly. In addition, the rocks on this mountain were abrupt and had strange shapes. Some of the rocks were very round, and some were as sharp as scissors. Grandpa felt more and more tired as he walked, and couldn't help feeling strange. I have climbed the hill behind Shijiawan countless times, and it doesn't seem that dangerous. Why does it feel so hard to climb today? So I panted and groped for a round stone to sit down and rest. After a while, the moonlight was seen gradually appearing in the sky. Although Chang'e had difficulty crawling on the back of her hand, she still insisted on moving forward. The stones became more and more strange, protruding, dangerous, magnificent, and some of them were triangular in shape, like an uncut gem, shining in the moonlight, and making a slight sound when touched, like pearls sliding into a jade plate, crisp and pleasant... Although it was too tiring to walk on such a dangerous road carrying my great-grandfather's corpse, and he felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart, he was more and more surprised and delighted when he saw the wonders he had never seen in the mountains. At this moment, the back of Chang'e's lotus hand was full of spiritual energy and had an inviolable aura. Thinking that future generations would be able to benefit from this, grandpa's spirits lifted and he crawled forward carefully. It was really thrilling at every step. It was not easy to reach the palm of Chang'e. Grandpa was waiting for the opportunity with joy in his heart. Suddenly, the moon in the sky became full, shining brightly above Chang'e's head. Thinking of Yang Keshui's words, Grandpa knew that it was already midnight and the opportunity could not be missed. He quickly placed the bones he brought in the depression of the stone cave on Chang'e's finger.
In an instant, there was a flash in the sky, the ground shook, and with a loud bang, a stream of air rushed straight up to the sky. Grandpa was so frightened that he broke out in a sweat. But he also knew that what Yang Keshui said had come true - the skeleton had been blessed by the spiritual energy of Feng Shui. My dears, please give me your votes for recommendation from the female channel. The original name of this book is "The Story of the Life in the Coffin of the Yin-Yang Female Teacher". Now it is renamed "The Coffin Has a Dove", and the content has been updated. It is not easy to pick it up again, I hope everyone will comment on it and collect it.
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