Lu Fengshi

Haha, Lu Fengshi, who automatically makes up for being fat, can't you be patient? 😄😄😄

Male protagonist😌

Meimeida

Rural courtyard

Lu Fengshi's fingertips gently brushed the gilt copper compass on the rosewood table that had been passed down for seven generations. The magnetic needle in Tianchi trembles slightly, sensing the invisible veins between heaven and earth as if it has life. At only twenty-four years old, her name is already well-known in the Feng Shui world. This is not only because she is the only orthodox descendant of this generation of the immortal family "Nanlu", but also because of her almost demonic talent and acumen. The Lu family's art of guanyu has a long history. It is said that it can be traced back to the reign of Emperor Xizong of the late Tang Dynasty. Generations have studied secrets such as "Qing Nang Aoyu", "Shaking Dragon Scripture", "Burial Book", etc. They are not only good at finding dragon acupoints and the layout of Yin and Yang mansions, but also are more familiar with stargazing, divination, talismans and even some lost methods of protecting the Tao. Lu Fengshi fell asleep listening to the hum of the compass and the story of Hetu Luoshu since he was a baby. He recognized the twenty-eight constellations at the age of five. He was able to independently operate the compass to distinguish gold and set acupuncture points at the age of ten. At the age of fifteen, he had mastered the secret technique of "locking qi and positioning" that is the core of the family. She is a truly proud daughter of heaven, shouldering the important task of carrying forward the Lu family lineage. In her bones, she has the arrogance inherited for thousands of years, and she also has a reverence for the nature of heaven and earth. The incense lingering on the table was specially made by her to calm her mind and help her better communicate with her "Qi". This study is her holy place. The walls are lined with ancient books, and the air is filled with the mixed aroma of old books and sandalwood. A huge hand-painted map of mountains and rivers hangs on the wall, and on the corner of the desk are several jade congs from the Han Dynasty and porcelain bowls from the Song Dynasty. They are all magical objects used by ancestors in the past, which can slightly enhance her perception of the earth's atmosphere. However, this ancient tranquility was broken by an uninvited guest. The visitor's surname is Hu. He is a rich man who has become famous in recent years. His properties are spread across real estate and mining. It is said that he has great hands and eyes, and he accumulates wealth at an astonishing speed. He is about forty years old, slightly chubby, wearing a well-tailored Italian suit, a valuable watch, and a cheerful smile, but occasionally there is a hint of shrewd calculation and imperceptible anxiety in his slightly narrowed eyes. "Master Lu, I have admired your name for a long time. I never thought you would be so young and promising." Hu Fuhao's voice was loud, with a deliberately created affinity, "I would like to interrupt you, but there is really a major matter related to the rise and fall of the family, and it must be done by the masters of the Lu family." The reward he gave was an astronomical figure, enough to make anyone's heart flutter. What he wants seems to be very simple: to find a top-notch auspicious point for his seriously ill "grandfather" that can "prosper future generations, gather wealth, and ensure the prosperity of the family for hundreds of years" in a remote mountainous area in his hometown called "Yinlong Mountain". "Boss Hu's filial piety is commendable," Lu Fengshi's voice was cold, and he was not moved by the huge reward. This is the pride of the Lu family. "But moving the tomb is a big deal, and the owner must be sincere, and the earth spirit must be consistent with the ancestor's destiny. If you ask for a blessed place, you will bring disaster." "This is natural, this is natural!" Hu Fuhao nodded repeatedly with a sincere expression, "I won't hide it from Master Lu. My Hu family had a hard time in the early years. Although we have little wealth now, we are not prosperous and everything is not going well. I have asked many gentlemen to look at it, and they all say that it takes a virtuous person to tap the real acupoints to turn things around. , Only this matter is his biggest worry. If it succeeds, not only will the reward be doubled, but my Hu family will always be grateful to Master Lu!" His words are sincere, his eyes are slightly red, and his acting skills are top-notch. Lu Fengshi is young. Although he is extremely talented, he still lacks experience in dealing with this kind of old world. She examined the other person's face. This person had a prosperous land, house, palace, and a nose as high as a truncated tube. He was indeed a fortune-teller. However, there was a faint crack at the base of the mountain, and there was an evil spirit hidden in his eyes. He was obviously a ruthless person with karma. She had doubts in her heart, but the great meaning of "filial piety" and the other party's respect for the Lu family's reputation slightly lowered her vigilance. Perhaps this is just an upstart who is eager for success and has radical methods? More importantly, the name "Yinlong Mountain" aroused her interest. There are several references to this place in Lu's ancient books, saying that "the dragon's veins are sneaking, hidden but not revealed. It seems to be guarded by princes, but the evil spirit is deeply hidden, and good or bad luck is unpredictable." A mysterious place recorded in family classics has a fatal attraction for any Feng Shui master. After pondering for a moment, Lu Fenshi finally nodded: "Forget it. I will go on this trip. But there are three points: first, I need to take full control, and no one can interfere with the survey; second, if this place is indeed a dangerous place, I will never touch acupoints; third, everything must follow ancient rituals and not disturb the earth spirits." "Everything depends on Master Lu! Everything depends on you!" Hu Fuhao was overjoyed and hurriedly agreed. Three days later, Lu Fengshi took her complete set of magical instruments: the gilt compass handed down from her ancestors, a pair of Chinese jade evil spirits that had been kept for many years, a stack of five-element talismans drawn by herself, and several small but practical protective magical instruments, got into Hu Fuhao's luxury off-road vehicle, and drove to the mysterious Hidden Dragon Mountain. In addition to Fuhao Hu, there were four taciturn men who were introduced as "assistants" and "bodyguards". They have strong physiques, coordinated movements, sharp and alert eyes, and are more like a well-trained team than assistants. They maintained a superficial respect for her, but beneath that respect was a kind of cold alienation and scrutiny. Lu Fengshi could feel the vague smell of blood and gunpowder smoke on their bodies, which was incompatible with the pure spirit of the mountains and fields, and made her uneasy feel even deeper. The convoy drove for a whole day before going deep into the hinterland of the Yinlong Mountains. There are few people here, the mountains are getting steeper and steeper, the ancient trees are towering, and the mist is thick. The "qi" in the air has become rich and complex, with both vitality and beauty, and also hidden deep and heart-stopping evil meanings. Lu Fengshi immediately got to work. She refused Fuhao Hu to follow and climbed up the ridge alone, looking up at the stars. In Yinlong Mountain at night, the stars seem to be particularly dim. Several stars representing dignitaries and tombs (such as Ziwei and Tianfu) shine strangely, as if being pulled by invisible forces to point somewhere in the mountains. She recited the "Shaking the Dragon Sutra" silently in her mind, observing the "dragon" (the ups and downs of the mountains), observing the "sand" (the hills and hills), identifying the "water" (the direction of the stream), and tapping the "acupoints" (where Qi gathers). For three consecutive days, she worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, covering almost dozens of miles in radius. The compass pointer in her hand often beats abnormally, showing that the magnetic field here is chaotic and the earth veins are complexly intertwined. She felt a powerful but extremely depressing "king's energy", like a giant dragon trapped by heavy chains, and underneath this king's energy was bottomless ferocity and resentment. This is by no means a blessed place, more like a cursed prince's tomb! During this period, Fuhao Hu inquired about the progress many times, seemingly unintentionally, and his tone became more and more urgent. His "assistants" were like ghosts, always lingering not far away, seemingly protecting, but actually monitoring, and silently recording every key area she surveyed. In the afternoon of the fourth day, Lu Fengshi stood on a cliff, overlooking an inconspicuous mountain col below. The mountain col is backed by a peak shaped like a giant basalt turtle (Xuanwu bows its head), and is surrounded by winding hills on both sides like arms (green dragon winding, white tiger bends down). The front view is wide, and in the distance there are low and flat hills guarding it like a table (suzaku flying and dancing), and a very thin mountain stream winds like a jade belt (jade belt around the waist). This is almost a textbook-like top-level pattern of "all four elements complete, hiding wind and gathering Qi"! However, in the center of this perfect pattern, what she felt was not the warmth and vitality, but the core point where the imprisoned king's most turbulent and evil spirit was strongest! The colors of the vegetation there are slightly darker, and the air is filled with a very faint, vague smell of decay. It was clear that she was shocked. This is a place where "false good fortune and real evil" can happen! On the outside, it looks like a lucky point that is rare to see in ten thousand years, but on the inside, it is the core of suppressing extremely dangerous things! If the ancestors are buried here, not only will they not be able to bless future generations, but they will drain their luck and lead to the disaster of annihilation! In fact, this is simply a shocking situation deliberately set up by a superb Feng Shui master in ancient times in order to suppress a terrifying existence! She returned to the temporary camp with a solemn expression. Fu Hao Hu immediately came up to him, with unconcealed longing in his eyes: "Master Lu, how are you? Have you found it?" Lu Fengshi looked directly at him and said word by word: "Boss Hu, this place is very dangerous! It is definitely not a burial place. There may be ancient tombs underneath, but the resentment is so strong that it touches the sky. There is bound to be a disaster! I will never do acupoints for you. I suggest you give up this idea immediately and ask the eminent monk to do something here to resolve the evil spirit, otherwise there will be endless troubles!" The smile on Fuhao Hu's face froze instantly and slowly faded, replaced by an extremely cold and ferocious look. He squinted and looked at Lu Fengshi for more than ten seconds, then suddenly sneered: "Big evil? Evil evil? Master Lu, you and I are not three years old anymore. Open the skylight and tell me. Is there a tomb of a prince from the Han Dynasty underneath? Tell me the specific location!" Lu Fenshi's heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and his worst guess was confirmed. She suppressed her anger and maintained her final calm: "I don't know what's down there. Even if there is, it's a historic site protected by the state. Boss Hu, when you invited me here, you were talking about a shady house! The Lu family's unique knowledge will never help others. , The robbery and excavation! Let's stop this matter, I will not accept any reward, and say goodbye!" She turned to leave, but found that the four "assistants" had silently surrounded her, completely blocking her way. Their eyes were cold, and their hands had quietly touched their backs or waists. "Aiding the tyrants to commit evil?" Hu Fuhao lit a cigar slowly, the smoke blurring his cruel expression, "Master Lu, don't speak so harshly. The things in this tomb are a waste buried underground. Why not take them out and make them As long as you tell me the specific entrance location, the reward will be doubled, and I will send someone to take you down the mountain immediately, as if nothing happened!" Lu Fengshi said sternly, how can the Lu family's century-old reputation be tarnished! She quietly reached into her pocket with her left hand and held the pair of Han jade evil-avoiding talismans and a drawn "Five Thunder Evil-Breaking Talisman". She had already protected the compass on her chest with her right hand, "The Lu family's secrets, how can you, the young ones, be able to intimidate and lure them? Get out of the way immediately!" "Toast, don't eat, eat. Hu Fuhao lost his patience and slammed the cigar on the ground, "Shame on you! I went to all this trouble to invite you as a living compass. Do you think it's just for the little money? Grab her!" A strong man who was nearest rushed forward! Lu Fengshi was well prepared. He chanted a mantra quickly, raised his left hand, and the "Five Thunder Breaking Evil Talisman" spontaneously ignited without fire, turning into a weak but dazzling electric light, hitting the man's face directly! At the same time, the green light of the Han jade to avoid evil flashes slightly, forming an invisible barrier. The man screamed, his whole body trembling from the electric light, and he staggered back, his face scorched black. The other three people were obviously shocked. They didn't expect that this young woman had such strange methods. "Damn! He's still a tough guy! Do it!" Fuhao Hu was shocked and angry, and shouted sternly. Another gloomy-looking man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he suddenly took out something from a long canvas bag behind him - the thing had multiple dark barrels, a complex ammunition supply structure and a thick motor - it was a portable Gatling gun! The cold, deathly texture of modern war weapons, the surrounding ancient mountains and forests, and the warm ancient jade compass in her hand, formed an extremely absurd and despairing visual impact! Lu Fengshi's pupils suddenly shrank! She thought that the opponent was at best a handgun and a blunderbuss. She might be able to deal with it with her talismans and body skills, but Gatling? ! This is violence that is completely beyond her imagination and exists purely for the purpose of destruction! Her cultivation, her talismans, and her family secrets were as small as dust in front of this metal storm! "Run!" Her survival instinct made her react instantly! She poured all her magic power into Shushajue, and the green light flourished. At the same time, her body jumped behind a huge rock behind like a civet cat! "Da da da da da da—!!!" The world lost all other sounds at this moment, leaving only Gatlin's crazy roar that tore the eardrums and shattered the soul! The tongue of fire spit out more than one meter long, and the metal storm formed by the bullet was like the scythe of death, frantically sweeping towards the rock where she was hiding! "Bang! Bang! Bang! Click!" The boulder shook violently, and the stone dust scattered like an explosion! The gravel as big as a bowl was blown away by the bullet! The seemingly indestructible rock only supported it for less than three seconds before a layer of it was chipped off by the terrifying firepower! The green light barrier formed by the Han Jade's evil spirit shimmered violently. It only offset the impact of the first few bullets and then screamed. The brilliance dimmed and cracks appeared on the jade body. Lu Fengshi was so shocked that his energy and blood surged, and his ears were ringing. She could feel the hot wind as the bullet grazed her scalp, and smell the strong and pungent smell of gun smoke and stone powder. The breath of death has never been so close! Relying on her keen sense of the earth's atmosphere and her short memory of the terrain, she desperately dodged in the hail of bullets. She is like a wisp of smoke, using trees, slopes and all possible terrain to avoid it. A bullet hit a bowl-sized pine tree next to her with a "pop" sound, and the trunk of the tree was instantly broken at the waist! Sawdust is flying! Another hail of bullets came, and she leaned over suddenly. The bullet almost passed her back, tearing her coat apart! She could even feel the hot trajectory of the bullet streaking through the air. But the dodge space is getting smaller and smaller. Gatling's firepower coverage was too large. The gunman was obviously experienced and constantly adjusted the angle to carry out suppressive fire. "Pfft!" A bullet finally caught up with her and penetrated hard into her left calf! Severe pain came instantly, causing her vision to go dark, her body to lose balance, and she suddenly fell forward to the ground. Warm blood quickly gushes out from the wound, staining the moss and soil on the ground red. She struggled to get up and take out the last talisman. However, it was too late. Fuhao Hu waved his hand indifferently. Muzzle fine adjustment. The next moment, more dense bullets poured like hail on the area where she fell to the ground! "Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!" The bullets ruthlessly penetrated into her shoulders, back, waist and abdomen... Tearing her muscles, shattering her bones, and smashing her internal organs! The severe pain instantly overwhelmed all her consciousness like a tsunami! She could even clearly hear the terrifying sound of her own bones breaking! The blood spurted out from countless wounds like a fountain, quickly forming an expanding and shocking pool of blood under her body. Her body was twitching like a rag doll after being beaten. The ancestral compass slipped out of the cloth bag, and a bullet hit it. With a crisp "click" sound, the gilt-copper compass that had been passed down for seven generations instantly fell into pieces, and the fragments were mixed with blood and splashed into the soil. Her vision began to blur and become scattered. The last thing that came into view was Fuhao Hu's indifferent face, even with a hint of satisfied smile, and the barrel of the Gatling gun that was still roaring and spitting out flames of death. Endless darkness surged in like a tide, swallowing everything. Anger, unwillingness, regret for the loss of the family's secret knowledge, and the overwhelming shame for tarnishing the reputation of the Lu family... All emotions eventually turned into nothingness. She thought she would lose her soul or fall into endless hell. I never expected that after my consciousness floated in the endless darkness for an unknown length of time, I would be pulled by an extremely strong resentment and unwillingness, and I would feel "existence" again. When I opened my eyes again, what I saw was the gray sky of the Song Dynasty a thousand years ago. What I felt was the severe pain of having my forehead cracked by a stone, and the remaining despair-filled memory of a poor woman named Lu Fengshi who was murdered by her lover and abandoned in a ravine. The deafening roar of modern firearms still screams deep in the soul, contrasting the deathly silence of the mountains at this moment with the bursts of coldness and pain coming from this new body. From the proud daughter of a Feng Shui family that has been passed down for thousands of years, to the ignorant and abandoned woman on the verge of death in the barren mountains of the Northern Song Dynasty. This turn of fate is so cruel, so absurd, and so... Ironic. She, Lu Fengshi, spanned a thousand years of time and space in such a tragic way.

Pei Zhiyan after becoming an official

I read seven chapters in one go, and I still have more to say. The organization is clear and the pace is refreshing. I hope to maintain the standard. I will order all the chapters first and then send a chapter red envelope to help you attract some fan traffic.

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Pei Zhiyan

Come here after get off work to catch up on dramas and catch up with Lu Fengshi