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Chapter 22 The Skill of a Carpenter

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    When Yan Beixun said this, my dad just walked out of the house. He was holding a hoe, as if he was going out to do farm work.

    ¡°Lao Feng, let me introduce to you, this is a friend I know, named Yan Beixun.¡± I shouted to my dad.

    My dad saw a smile on my face and said, "Nothing happened when I went to Mr. Wang's place yesterday, right?"

    "I slept in his room and came back at dawn. What could have happened?" I said.

    "When you encounter a ghost or something like that, it's better not to tell my dad, so as not to worry him."

    "It's okay." My dad nodded.

    Yan Beixun said: "Uncle Zhang, right? Your house is quite old."

    "This is the house my dad and second uncle built after they earned money." My dad nodded: "I'll go out and do some work first. I'll come back later to buy groceries and cook. You can just play at home."

    After saying that, he walked out.

    After my dad left, I asked: "Brother, is there a big problem with my house?"

    "It's not big, but it's not small either. Take me to your neighborhood and have a look." Yan Beixun said.

    ¡°Then I took Yan Beixun for a walk around the yard of my house, and then went outside to take a look.

    When I took him shopping, I told him what happened when I was born.

    He nodded while listening and did not bite.

    When he reached the back door of my house, Yan Beixun slapped his thigh and said, "This is the problem."

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:??????? There¡¯s nothing wrong with it, there¡¯s a stone paved path to the left and right at the back door of my house.

    Yan Beixun said: "If the door is higher than the hall, the descendants will be numerous; if the door is higher than the wall, the family will cry more."

    "The problem with your family was at the front door at first, but I just took a look and found that although your family's Feng Shui is wrong, there is no problem with the front door. At that time, Mr. Wang should have asked your family to repair the front door." Yan Beixun frowned slightly.  He said, "But Old Man Wang didn't see your backdoor problem."

    "The Lu Ban Sutra says: There is a road that is like an iron fork, and the father is in the south and the son is in the north. He is not at peace with his family. He also said that if he is clumsy and sincere, he will inevitably sell his farmland." Yan Beixun looked at me and said, "If I am not wrong,  , the relationship between your grandfather and your second grandfather is not harmonious, right?"

    "That's not clear." I shook my head. My second grandfather's family only occasionally visited relatives during the Chinese New Year, but they didn't have many contacts.

    Yan Beixun said: "The stone pavement you paved at the back door looks like an iron fork. It is meant to cause disharmony in your family."

    "Is it really so evil?" I asked curiously: "It's just an ordinary way? Can it really cause bad relations among our family members?"

    "Ask your father to find someone to dig out these stone slabs, then cover the stone slabs with a layer of lime and kill a rooster at the back door. This problem will be solved." Yan Beixun said, "I  Although I don¡¯t often do this kind of feng shui thing, I have some contact with it.¡±

    Hearing this, I became curious: "Hey, uncle, who do you think wants to harm our family?"

    "Oh, needless to say, it must be the carpenter who helped you build your house." Yan Beixun said, "Don't underestimate the carpenters. Although these carpenters only know a little bit about building houses, they can still harm people.  Cruel."

    Generally speaking, if a family invites craftsmen to work at home, one person must be left to watch. The name is to help these craftsmen pour water and do chores, but in fact it is to prevent these craftsmen from working in the host's house.  When you don¡¯t know, you make some mistakes in your craftsmanship.

    For example, when a mason is building stone steps for a home, he may bury things in the stone steps, or a carpenter may buckle things inside when he is putting up beams or lowering pillars.

    ¡°Then Yan Beixun told me an allusion.

    During the Qing Dynasty, there was a landowner who was unkind and harsh. One day, he wanted to renovate his old house and hired four carpenters. As a result, their wages were withheld before the construction site was completed.

    ¡°As a result, one of the carpenters went to the cemetery, pulled out four wooden nails for the coffin, and then nailed them to the beams of the master¡¯s bedroom.

    Within half a year, the landowner suffered from a strange disease, and moss began to grow all over his body. Later, the landowner invited a Mr. Yin-Yang. Mr. Yin-Yang discovered that the problem was the wooden nails on the beams, but Mr. Yin-Yang refused to take them.  He said to the landowner: "To untie the bell, you must tie the bell."

    In the end, the landowner found the four carpenters at the time and served wine to admit his mistake. Finally, the carpenter accepted the four wooden nails that were used to nail the coffin.

      Hearing this, I curiously asked Yan Beixun: "Why didn't Mr. Yin and Yang just take action and collect the wooden nails?"

    Yan Beixun said disdainfully: "Those Yin-Yang gentlemen keep a bunch of rules all day long. Just like what I just said, that Yin-Yang Mr. probably thought that this wooden nail was used by others to punish people, so he took it.  The dowels are out of order.¡±

    After hearing this, I felt a little scared. I quickly took out my cell phone and called my dad to ask him to go home.

    "What Yan Beixun said is so mysterious. If this road is not lifted, I probably won't be able to sleep at night."

    We returned to the hall at home, and I told my dad about the situation of the road behind the house.

    After hearing this, my dad was also very anxious. He immediately went out to gather people in the village and built the road.

    Then they spread lime on the road.

    I have been busy for a full hour.

    I was also very tired, but Yan Beixun didn't help with the work. He just stood by and didn't know what he was thinking.

    When things were done, my dad handed cigarettes to the neighbors in the village.

    After returning to the hall at home, my dad smiled and handed Yan Beixun a cigarette: "Xiaoyan, thank you very much for this today."

    Yan Beixun took the cigarette and said: "Uncle Zhang, there is something I should have told you from the beginning. I have accepted Axiu as my junior disciple on behalf of my master, so I thought that during his vacation, I would follow him.  I¡¯m going back to Chongqing so I can teach him some skills.¡±

    "This." My dad looked a little hesitant after hearing Yan Beixun's words.

    I didn¡¯t expect Yan Beixun to tell my dad about this, but Yan Beixun was obviously very determined. He said, ¡°Uncle Zhang, Axiu¡¯s eyes are not those of ordinary people. If he doesn¡¯t learn from me, he will be in trouble in the future.  There will be some unimaginable dangers.¡±

    "I understand." My dad nodded and sighed: "I am not an unreasonable person. As long as Axiu is willing, I will let him learn from you."

    "Dad." I felt happy. Originally, I thought that if I told him this matter, he would object. After all, who would want their children to learn to catch ghosts?

    "Actually, a few years ago, someone came to me and said that I would take you away to learn skills." My dad said something shocking. He looked at me and said, "But I can't bear to let you go. But you are so old now, why don't you learn some skills?"  Damn it, maybe after you graduate from school, you can follow me and farm at home."

    "Just rest at home for the night today. If you leave tomorrow, I can pack your clothes." After my father finished speaking, he sighed again and turned around and walked towards his bedroom.

    I looked at Yan Beixun next to me and asked strangely: "Why do you suddenly want to take me away to learn something from you?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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