Folk feng shui legend: trader and Mr. Fung shui

says he asked a businessman for a shipment of silk from the waterway to the other side, and he came to town on that day to see only the people of the street, who were so full of joy.

the businessman saw a mr.

fung shui at the door of a restaurant, who had a good heart and wanted to see if he could profit from the trip.

the gentleman looked at the businessman and asked him what route he chose, moaned for a moment, took out a piece of paper and wrote four words: and the mountains are not locked in the canoes, and they go up, and their heads are not washed, and they are ten to seven.

the businessman has seen it for a while, and he seems to understand the meaning of it.

"it's a heavenly machine, it's a treachery, it's self-aware." the merchants paid for the information, sent him away, then thought about the two last words and folded the paper in their pockets.

the next day, the merchant burnt incense offerings to the water god, his ancestors, and the ship sailed on silk.

the days before were peaceful and the merchants were in a good mood and were able to eat and drink, only to think of their young and beautiful wives from time to time.

the day was clear, the merchants were standing on the bow of the ship, enjoying a beautiful view of the two sides of the shore, bending the front of the river, being prevented from turning around in front of a large hill, which was a pier where the merchants had come many times before, stopping to point and buying some food.

the merchants, as usual, called the boaters to a halt and, suddenly, the wind was on the side of the river, and some of the boats were blown by the wind and were unable to move forward.

the shipowners greeted the ship ' s crew for a while, and the merchants looked to the mountains in front of them, and the mountains were stunned, and the feeling of oppression was felt.

the businessman suddenly remembered the four words that mr.

fung shui had written to him a few days ago, “the mountain of moso can” and was held back in his heart.

despite his doubts about mr.

fung shui ' s statement, he decided not to take that risk, prefer to trust it or expect it, and then returned home.

the shipowners, although reluctant to turn around, were forced “to work, to die, and to die” and the master of finance were forced to turn back.

after two or three miles of water, the sound of thunder came from the back of yomo, and the people turned back to their heads, and the mountains were crumbling not far away, turning into low hills, and all the docks, nearby docks and nearby shops were buried.

some of the mountain bodies fell into the river, splattering large waves, as the tide swayed the river, pushing ships a few miles away, and the merchants and the boatmen swayed on the deck and caught fixed objects for their own protection.

after a while, the lost spirits slowly drilled back into their bodies, and the boaters looked back in their mouths at the merchants with fear, doubt, admiration and many complex emotional elements, as if the buddha of the world had come.

in fact, the merchant was no worse than others, except that mr.

fung shui had managed to escape a disaster with the advice of a man who, in the face of people's inquiries and without reply, had to maintain a sense of mystery towards the people and had only swooped his head in the direction of his home town, saying in his heart that he was grateful.

perhaps you'll think that this is the place where mr.

ben's gonna blow the mountain apart.

by the way, the blogger forgot to tell me.

it rained a few days agoThe mountains, which were already ready to collapse, were immersed in water, with their own rocky and earthy leeches, and were caught in the wind and oil, which led to the collapse of the mountains, causing human tragedy and the prompt return of merchants and boatmen.

There are also frequent landslides, largely for similar reasons, because of ecological damage and indiscriminate logging, and because it is natural and man-made.

The merchants, who fled to Nafou, had been robbed and sold at much higher prices than usual, had made a lot of money, and he had bought large quantities of food with it, and had been bought at a high price by the army, which had taken the new bride-in-law — no effort to lose it.

On that day, he arrived in Hangzhou, a large city, on the eve of the midday festival, and he was in the middle of the day, and he was in the middle of the day.

Instead of looking for accommodation in the luxurious streets, the merchants came to a more remote guest shop and asked if there was an empty room upstairs, since the guests had not been accommodated.

The shopkeeper directed the merchants to look at the house, which was spacious, luxurious, uninhabited and very popular.

When the shopkeeper was on the stairs, the businessman suddenly remembered Mr.

Fung Shui's words of “inhabitment without going upstairs” and lied that he was a bit afraid of heights, did not like to live in high places and asked if he could find a lower room.

The shopkeeper smiled a bit, saying, “All the rooms are booked a few days ago and you have to live with the groom if you don't mind.” The businessman, knowing that the owner thought he couldn't pay for it, looked at himself, and said, "I paid for this room, but I lived in the house of the horseman, let the man live in this room, can you see the store?" The shop was full of promises, so they went down and they called him a fool.

At night, the merchants fell asleep early in the house of the horseman, woke up in the morning by crying and went out to learn that the horseman who was staying on the second floor had been killed last night, that the room had been turned upside down, that it was believed to have been the work of bandits, that the shopkeeper had seen people dying, cried, and that he was reporting to the police.

The businessman touched his head and was glad that he did not live in that room, otherwise he would have died not of the horseman but of himself.

The businessman knew that the man had died of himself, but he could not explain why.

There are officials and businessmen are awaiting trial as suspects.

Two days later, the case was solved, and a jeweller had been informed by the robbers, who had taken the jewellery and booked the upstairs room.

The jewellers were ill in the middle of the day, cancelled their rooms, and the robbers were unaware, broke the door in the middle of the night, found themselves trying to shout, the robbers had taken a knife, the horseman had died, the robbers had turned over the house to see that there was nothing of value, but had to think that they were guilty, and then the robbers drank too much in the hotel, caught the knife, found blood on the knife, searched for questioning, and made it clear that he had been the murderer.

The businessman did not live in that room and Mr.

Fung Shui saved him again.

The merchants, who had survived two deaths, were deeply concerned about the crisis and the lack of interest in the business, and were able to save money and hire cars to return home day and night.

This evening, the merchant finally came outside the door to his home, knocked on the door, opened the door to the master, asked the wife, stopped the merchant, and ordered the home to rest.

The merchants came to the front room, the room was lit, the door was emptyUnder cover, the merchant is sitting on a stool, with her chin on his mind, with cinnamon oil in her hand, and somehow she wants to wear makeup.

Now he's gone to his own country for business.

The merchants were born with their hearts, saw the shame of their immediate wives, moved with their hearts, and held their wives quietly.

"Damn, think of this as soon as you enter the door!" The wife put cinnamon oil on the head of the businessman, looking back at the husband, and the way he looked, and he yelled at me, "The dead ghost, entering the door without saying a word, scared me!" The businessman said nothing at this time, and the man's primitive wildness was swelling, blowing out wax lights, holding his wife to the bed, stripping off his clothes, like a wild cow on the grassland, smashing straight.

Businessman is a man who does business outside, and does not do anything to piss him off, like a man who sits in a well and sees even a bitter flower in it, and feels so lovely, so close and so caring.

And there are many men who, when they have a little power or a bit of wealth, want to grow in the garden, and they want to put a little green on the other man, and they don't get it.

The merchants passed on to their wives the troubles of the journey, the pains of the journey, and the two were exhausted, and they were asleep in their beds.

The night was heavy, the door was gently pushed open, and a shadow came in with his hands and feet, and it seemed as though he was in front of their beds.

After a while, the shadow reached out and touched the outsider's hair, and reached out and touched the insider's hair and exited.

The shadow came back with a knife, and suddenly cut it down against the neck of the man lying outside the bed, where the person who fell asleep was cut off without a sound.

Those who slept there heard the sound and woke up, and saw a shadow standing in front of the bed, with a kitchen knife in his hand, screaming and scrambling through the wake.

The shadow stunned and ran out of the room with a knife and disappeared in the dark.

The merchant lit the wax light, and he fainted and woke up screaming.

The county governor sent a forensic examiner, a court-martial examination site.

The merchant's wife was naked, his head was cut off with a kitchen knife and he was bleeding to the ground.

Subsequently, the businessman was brought to the county hall to take a statement and the county ordered him to provide information.

The merchant saw only one shadow, and the others knew nothing, but had to ask the county to solve the case and avenge the wife.

A few days later, there was little progress in the case, and there was no substantial progress in the case, as the county decree was sending people to investigate how the merchant's wife was doing in normal times.

The businessman's head is gradually awakening from his grief, thinking of Mr.

Fung Shui's last two words: “The oil is not washed, the rice is seven feet.” Yes, he went home a few days ago when his wife died and slept without washing his hair.

The merchants came to the county hall and met the governor.

He's a learned, more decent man, and he's not interested in the first word from a businessmanAnd then he stopped looking at the top of his head, and the last step went into his head, and he said, “How old is he? What is he? As soon as the Governor heard, he took a picture of the case: "Come on, get Kang to the police." He also told the police to search the San San's house.

Mr.

Kang was taken to the lobby and shouted and asked why the county master had arrested him.

When the county master was in shock, he asked Kang why he killed the merchant's wife.

The following scenario, like the television show, does not repeat Ben Bounty's evidence that the county master had even tried him with a blood coat and a knife, but only confessed to the murder.

In fact, there are many such people who are brutal towards others and kill people, and once they have their own skin, they feel the pain, they can't bear it, they have to listen to it.

It turns out that businessmen often go out, and that they are very old, and that their wives are very young, and they find it difficult for them to fertilize their land.

The idea of killing merchants and the merchant's wife, which happened to be dating the merchant's wife this evening, was then created by Mr.

Kang.

One person felt his hair was wet and smooth, while the other was dry, and the businessman thought that the rich woman was the one who used cinnamon oil to wet her hair and hurt the killer.

The result was a bad day, and the businessman shouted and ran away.

Mr.

Kang returned to his house, hid his blood clothes and threw away his kitchen knife, thinking that he had no one to know.

The merchants have come to know the meaning of Mr.

Fung Shui's four words, and it is his predictions that have allowed the merchants to escape several times, to turn their lives into peace and fate.

The county masters were good at reasoning and brought the perpetrators to justice.

Businessmen will no longer be married and will eventually be able to study the theory of convenience。