He snorted heavily: "Why, I still need you to teach me how to do things.
You self-righteous young people really don't know the heights of heaven and earth.
Old ghost Sang is unlucky to have a descendant like you."
After that, he ordered his subordinates to lead him.
Fatty and I went to the other courtyard on the mountain to wait for him.
Wang Puyuan's villa is on the mountain behind the farm.
We were escorted by four big men and climbed the mountain road for more than an hour to the door of an antique Chinese-style building.
I asked the old man how he got up.
He pointed to the sky and said: "The cable car is direct."
I looked up and saw that there was indeed a cable hanging in the sky.
The fat man asked me: "Why did this old man build his house in the mountains?
Is this a geomantic treasure?"
His question really aroused my thinking.
The geographical environment of the United States is greatly different from that of China.
The overall terrain of China is higher in the west and lower in the east, with thousands of mountains in one line, starting from Kunlun.
In Feng Shui, the birthplace of mountains and rivers is called the ancestor, which can be divided into Yuanzu, Taizu, Shaozu and Zushan.
Ancient Feng Shui experts believed that Kunlun Mountain was the pillar connecting heaven and earth, and that all mountains and rivers on the earth originated from Kunlun.
Therefore, Kunlun is called Taizu, and the big Qianlong branched off from Kunlun Mountain is Taizu, the middle Qianlong branched off from Taizu is Shaozu, and the small Qianlong branched off from Shaozu is Zushan, knotted in a cave.
The mountain behind is called Father Mountain.
For example, among the Five Mountains, Mount Song, Mount Heng, Mount Hua, Mount Heng, and Mount Tai are all major branches of the Kunlun Mountains.
They are the ancestors of all small mountains and rivers, so they are called Dazong.
We modern people know that Kunlun Mountain is not the highest mountain range in the world.
From the perspective of world geography, it can only be regarded as the Dragon Vein Taizu of our Chinese nation.
When I first arrived in the United States, I also looked for some relevant information and found that although the geographical environment has changed in thousands of ways, the principles of Feng Shui are still the same.
I carefully observed the mountain topography near the Wang family's courtyard.
It was a dragon's majestic ridge, with handsome ridges and easy access to all directions.
The protection situation on both sides was like flying.
It was a first-rate Three Yang spitting pearl position.
Yangzhai was established here because of Ziyiyuan, a descendant of three hundred years.
It seems that Old Man Wang has great ambitions.
Not only does he want to dominate the business world, but he also wants to have a drink in the political world.
But I see that his grandson is usually domineering and has no real skills.
I am afraid that Old Man Wang's hard work will be in vain.
When I arrived at the villa, I saw that it was pretty much what I had expected.
There were only electric lights and telephones upstairs and downstairs.
From the appliances and furnishings in the house to the decoration on the walls, everything revealed the ugly face of the capitalists.
The fat man asked me what the next step would be.
I thought for a moment and realized that those two people were still in the old man's hands.
It was not appropriate for us to fall out with him now, so he said: "According to Chairman Mao's instructions, we should pay attention to uniting those who are harmonious and peaceful."
Comrades with different opinions should work together.
Whether at the local level or in the army, we should also pay attention to people outside the party.
We are all brought together from all over the world.
We must not only be good at uniting comrades who agree with us. , and we must be good at uniting comrades with whom we have different opinions to work together.”
Just as I was talking, the little bastard came down from upstairs and said to me, "I asked you to go upstairs and see you in the study."
Just as the fat man and I were about to go upstairs, he said again: "You are the only one, and the fat man is not allowed to go up."
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I said, "We both came together, so of course we go together.
If your old man has any objections, let him come down to see us."
After saying that, the fat man and I walked past him, one on the left and the other on the right.
The little bastard was so angry that his eyes were crooked, and he followed us into the study, cursing, and as soon as he entered the room, he started to tell his grandfather: "Grandpa, they broke in on their own, I stopped them."
Wang Puyuan seemed to have expected that we would not act according to his wishes, and the old man was not angry.
He waved his hand and asked us to sit down and talk.
His attitude was many times better than before.
I thought it was strange, could it be that the old man had changed his gender?
"Since there are only a few of us, we might as well open the skylight and speak out."
Wang Puyuan picked up the photo frame on the desk and said with memories, "Lao Gui and I studied under Longhu Shantai, a Taoist priest who traveled to Europe and the United States in his early years.
He is proficient in astronomy, pharmacology, and languages of various countries, and he can be said to have learned both Chinese and Western knowledge.
He was giving lectures in the United States and met his father.
When I returned to China to become a disciple, I was very impatient when I first arrived in China, and my temper was a bit more irritable than yours, Xiao Hu."
At this point, Wang Puyuan smiled, pointed at the person in the photo and said, "This is an old ghost.
This was the only photo we took together when we came to the United States.
If I hadn’t been angry with him, I wouldn’t have caused so many ridiculous things and killed a lot of people.
It’s such an injustice.”
I heard Uncle Xue talk about the "glorious deeds" of the two of them back then, so I comforted him by saying that people cannot be resurrected after death, so please forgive me.
As long as you stop killing innocent people indiscriminately, Taoist Tai and Sang will forgive you.
"It's not Sang's turn to forgive me for what I did," Old Man Wang threw down the photo and said to me, "I am also a man buried up to my waist in loess, so I can speak out.
I'm here to see you today.
Firstly, I want to confront the theft.
The treasure map thing; secondly, I want to ask you if you are interested in cooperating with us."
I chewed Wang Puyuan's words in my mouth several times and finally got a taste of them.
He sent out troops to "invite" us over with great fanfare, and it was not just an attack on the enemy.
The old bastard’s calculations were louder than anyone else’s.
In the final analysis, he was still planning on the long-lost Overlord’s Seal.
Although I don't know what's so precious about this seal, let alone why so many people want to take it, this matter involves the theft of a museum.
I have to do more dealings with him to get more useful information.
I pretended to be confused and asked him: "Boss Wang, you are doing big business, and we can't seem to be of much help.
Since the stolen pictures have nothing to do with us, can we leave?"
"Hehehe, since you don't want to, then we have nothing to say.
If you want to leave, please do so."
Wang Puyuan seemed to be very confident and did not try to persuade me to stay.
He actually asked his grandson to send us downstairs.
I didn't expect him to be so straightforward in his work, leaving no room for anything.
Logically speaking, he lost the map and didn't have the ring.
Finding the treasure seal should be harder than climbing to the sky.
Why did he look like he had a chance to win?
Don't panic.
If it's not because of his excellent acting skills, it means there's a lot behind this matter.
However, he had issued an eviction order, so I couldn't shamelessly say that I wanted to stay for dinner, so I had to say goodbye to him with a shy smile.
Before leaving, the bodyguard Tu Lao gave us both a business card and said that if we figure things out later, we can come back and contact him.
Boss Wang is kind-hearted and will not argue with the younger generation.
I took the business card and put it in my pocket with a symbolic glance, thinking that unless the sky fell, I would never have anything to do with the Wang family again.
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Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to "Yiyuanzhai", the sky really fell.
After going down the mountain, Fatty and I spent the whole night on the side of the road, and finally caught a small truck going into the city to sell corn.
The American farmer was very enthusiastic and kept inviting us to eat the corn he grew along the way.
The fat man gnawed on the corn cob and said: "Farmers in the world are all the same, regardless of whether we are in China or the United States, they are all the same."
Simple.
Sir, how much does a pound of corn cost?
I will weigh two bags and take them back as a testimony of the friendship between the Chinese and American people."
It's a pity that the Americans couldn't understand his Beijing movies, so the two of them basically talked like chickens along the way.
After entering the city, we hurried back to Chinatown.
As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the Grand Archway, we were blocked by a group of golden retriever boys playing football.
They pushed and said, "Quickly, the police are waiting for you inside."
I recognized the leader.
The golden retriever was the one who accidentally hit the microphone yesterday in the back alley of the bar.
We grabbed him and took him aside and asked: "What's going on?
Where are the police from?"
While pushing us, he said: "Second Master Xue asked me to wait for you here.
People from the police station surrounded the store.
He asked you to leave quickly."
The fat man said something strange and asked me: "Lao Hu, did you eat corn behind my back again and someone reported you?"
I told you to stop talking nonsense.
Just now you almost ate all the corn in the cart, and you still blame me.
Ask the little golden retriever if Mr.
Xue has anything else to explain.
Seeing that we still refused to leave, the little golden retriever stamped his feet anxiously: "The police said you were setting fires and killing people.
You are dangerous elements.
A wanted order has been issued.
You hurry up, or it will be too late if you don't leave."
The fat man and I looked at each other, both of us unable to believe that he was telling the truth.
It was the two of us who almost ended up dead in the wilderness in a huge joke.
How come we are now wanted criminals?
I said we can’t run away now.
Running away is equivalent to admitting guilt and absconding in fear of crime.
We have to go to "Yiyuanzhai" Ask clearly and find out what's going on.
The fat man also agreed with me.
We are not afraid of slanting shadows.
We neither killed anyone nor set fire to it.
No matter how wide the American police control is, it is not as wide as the Pacific Ocean
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