It is also possible to turn a certain range of feng shui into a drought.
The scientific name of this in Feng Shui, called "moving mountains and reclamation", requires a strong attainment in Feng Shui, which was almost at the level of a national teacher in ancient times.
Ye Shaoyang believes that he will definitely not be able to use his half-hung feng shui attainments, and neither will Lao Guo.
So the question is, according to my own understanding, Miao Jiang wizards don't know much about feng shui, how can there be such a strong feng shui master?
Suddenly, Ye Shaoyang thought of a possibility: the Zhenhai Pixiu was not suppressing the landscape, but something else......
The off-road vehicle performed very well, and it passed through several places with deep water along the way, and it was safe.
The car shuttled through the mountains and finally stopped on a flat mountain ground.
The town where Mu Qingyu's family is located is in this place.
This is halfway up the mountain, the terrain is very high, especially in the middle of the area, and there is no danger of facing flash floods.
As the car passed by the town, Ye Shaoyang noticed that the buildings along the street were no different from ordinary places, such as supermarkets, hospitals, schools, mobile halls, etc., which could be described as small and full of organs.
"This town is in charge of more than a dozen villages, and several villages have moved to the town."
Mu Qingyu pointed to the distant mountain opposite, Ye Shaoyang looked fixedly, there were many houses built on the mountain, which was the legendary stilted bamboo building.
"These are mature seedlings, but they are relatively not civilized enough, and then go to the mountains, which is the village where the seedlings are born, they live in the mountains, and they have little contact with the outside, although they are nominally under the jurisdiction of the town government, but they are generally self-governing and have their own patriarchs."
"Local self-government, I understand."
Due to the rain, there are few pedestrians on the road, and there are some people who pass by in a hurry, without umbrellas, wearing clothes and hats, and they are ethnic minorities at a glance.
The car drove up to the residential area and parked in front of a small two-story building.
This is Mu Qingyu's home, from the outside, it is no different from ordinary Miao buildings, but when he entered the courtyard, Ye Shaoyang was a little surprised: The yard is full of flowers, most of them are pots, and there are some grooves made of logs against the wall, which have soil and flowers, which look very interesting.
There is also a trellis in the corner of the yard, which is covered with vines.
These red, green, and green plants decorate the yard like an inn in Lijiang - Ye Shaoyang and Qingyunzi went to Lijiang once a few years ago and were deeply impressed by the inn there.
"Isn't it surprising?"
Mu Qingyu pulled him to the eaves to take shelter from the rain, his face full of pride.
"I planted it all by myself, and anyone who comes in for the first time will be surprised."
"It's good-looking, it's so good-looking.
You guys......
Is this the case in the Miao family?
” "Of course not, it's not the Hmong style."
Mu Qingyu said with a smile, "I, half Han blood. ” As she said, the decoration and furnishings in the room look like a Han family, without any Miao characteristics.
This point really surprised Ye Shaoyang, to say that young people are seriously sinicized now, and some national traditions have been lost, it is understandable, but Mu Qingyu's brothers and sisters are wizards after all, so it shouldn't be like this.
Mu Qingyu made a pot of Pu'er tea and chatted with Ye Shaoyang.
"My mother is Han."
Facing Ye Shaoyang's inquiry, Mu Qingyu explained, "She is from Hangzhou, a Jiangnan woman, my father died when we were very young, and my mother brought us up.
She is Han Chinese, she doesn't like or understand any Miao culture, we have been influenced by her since childhood, and we have received Han education, and my mother is very classical, I am influenced by him in this regard. ” Mu Qingyu pointed to the ancient plain skirt on her body and smiled.
Ye Shaoyang suddenly realized, thinking of the names of their brothers and sisters, the breeze and rain are the classical names of the Han people, and they have a very Jiangnan feeling, it seems that they were also given by their mother.
"And where did you learn witchcraft?"
Ye Shaoyang felt that this matter seemed to be very contradictory.
Mu Qingyu took a sip of tea, hugged Guagua in his arms, rubbed his face, and said: "Our small town is called 'Eighteen Villages of the Northern Nationality', and there used to be eighteen Miao villages, all of which were one big family.
During his lifetime, my father was the high priest of the clan, that is, the most powerful of the shamans, and his status was very high, second only to the patriarch.
The year my mother gave birth to me, he went on to deal with a paranormal event and died.
My mother never remarried and took care of us on her own.
Because of my father's special status, our family does not have to do anything, and the villagers provide for it, but the only condition is that my brother will inherit my father's father, learn witchcraft, and inherit the position of high priest when he grows up, and now, he has done it. ” Mu Qingyu shrugged his shoulders, "Although it is a modern society, Miao Village still has some traditions, like most old people, they don't go to the hospital when they are sick, they only see witch doctors."
So what my brother usually does the most is to treat these people.
My mom didn't like witchcraft, but she also had to let my brother learn, and my dad had a lot of witchcraft relics, as well as books, and could teach himself.
My mother can't help it, you think, how dazzling a Han family is in Miao Village, and she is still widowed, so she can only agree. ” Ye Shaoyang nodded slowly, this kind of helplessness can be imagined by himself.
Mu Qingyu got up and went into the house, brought a photo frame, and put it on the coffee table.
"That's my mom, pretty, isn't it?"
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The person in the photo is in his thirties, dressed very plainly, but he still can't hide his beautiful face.
Ye Shaoyang originally wanted to compliment him casually, but when he saw the person in the photo, he couldn't help but praise him sincerely.
"Super beauty!"
Mu Qingyu covered her mouth and smiled, shook her head casually, and sighed: "It's a pity that she has always been weak and sickly, and she died when I was thirteen years old."
My grandparents and grandmothers died earlier, and my dad was a single person, and he had no brothers and sisters, so for the past few years, my brother and I have lived here by ourselves. ” In the words, there is some sparseness.
Ye Shaoyang didn't know what to say.
"By the way, what is the relationship between you and Sister Rui?"
Mu Qingyu asked suddenly.
"That's my sister-in-law."
Guagua's words made Mu Qingyu stunned on the spot.
"Don't listen to his nonsense."
Ye Shaoyang glared at Guagua, "Friends, comrades-in-arms, we are all mages." ” He didn't dare to talk nonsense, lest Mu Qingyu turn around and tell Rui Lengyu that she would blame him.
And the feelings in my heart for Rui Lengyu are not easy to mention to others.
Mu Qingyu said with a smile: "I know that Sister Rui can't look down on you, it's not that you're not good, it's that Sister Rui is too good, she must have a very high vision." ” Ye Shaoyang was speechless, and his self-esteem was hit again.
This little girl is good anywhere, but she doesn't like to talk too much.