Chapter 98 Kowloon Feng Shui "Uncle Ming, who do you think is the best in Hong Kong?"
"Of course it's Li Shaolong, could it be me?"
After Liu Banxian swallowed a mouthful of glutinous rice, he added, "But I think your apprentice Yin Xiu is quite capable of fighting."
Uncle Ming did not deny this time, but just nodded and said: "That boy's fists and kicks are indeed good, and his courage is also good. With the way he fought, anyone else would have died long ago."
"However." Uncle Ming raised his eyebrows, "As Taoist priests, we don't have to be so good at martial arts. It's enough to be able to draw talismans and form an altar. After all, we don't beat people very much."
"But when he goes to the Kowloon boxing ring, isn't it just people he beats? Desperados from all walks of life, short mules, martial arts masters, there are all kinds of people there."
Uncle Ming put down the spatula, pulled up a chair and sat next to Liu Banxian, and asked, "He told you everything?"
"No, no, Brother Yin only said that he was going to Kowloon Walled City. He didn't say a word about anything else."
Having said this, Liu Banxian was still a little angry, "You guys don't regard me as a buddy. We are all friends. We share difficulties together. Is there anything we can't shoulder together?"
Uncle Ming sighed, took the cigarette from Liu Banxian, shook his head and said, "You can't afford it."
"I can't bear it? I..."
Seeing Uncle Ming's expression, Liu Banxian swallowed back the last half of his sentence and muttered: "It's true that I haven't been able to handle this for a few years, but if you tell me, at least there will be someone to help me find a solution."
Uncle Ming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thank you."
"If you don't mind, people outside now call me Liu Shenxian."
"I got it, Dakou."
Uncle Ming took another bowl of soup from the stove and put it in Liu Banxian's hand, "Drink it while it's hot."
Liu Banxian glanced at him and said, "Uncle Ming, do you mean to tell me to leave immediately after drinking?"
"I didn't say that."
Uncle Ming got up and got ready to work.
"By the way, I came here today to tell you something."
"Ok?"
Liu Banxian cleared his throat, and then said: "Didn't Brother Yin ask me to see the Kowloon Walled City that day? He wanted me to help find the location of the Feng Shui corpse. But when I got there, I saw, hey, it's full of smoke. There is no good land.”
Uncle Ming didn't take it seriously, "The Kowloon Walled City is like that. If you drop a brick, you can knock down several wanted criminals."
“I thought so at the beginning. After all, in Feng Shui, sometimes the environment affects people, but people often also affect the surrounding environment.
Just like the Kowloon Walled City itself, its drainage system is almost non-existent. All kinds of garbage and sewage flow into the streets. Coupled with the activities of those people inside, Over time, the hydrology and geography of this place have naturally been affected, and it is not surprising that it becomes smoky. "
Liu Banxian scratched his head, "But I went back and thought about it for a while, and found that this is actually wrong. No matter how chaotic it is, it won't affect the luck of the entire city, right?"
Uncle Ming was also stunned for a moment, and then sat back at the table again.
"You mean, there's some kind of cloud even above the walled city?"
"Yes."
Liu Banxian took off his sunglasses to expose his eyes.
"My eyes are absolutely unmistakable. Apart from the mountains and forests, there are no residential areas where clouds can appear in Hong Kong Island. Even the wealthy areas in the middle of the mountain are not moving at all."
"Is that so..." Uncle Ming touched his chin, "Then you suspect that someone has set up a Feng Shui formation in Kowloon Walled City?" "Yes, that's it! Let me borrow your glutinous rice for use."
Liu Banxian stood up, walked to the rice bucket, and filled a bowl with more than half a bowl of glutinous rice.
Then he put down a piece of yellow cloth on the table, which marked the four directions of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu, as well as the directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.
In the upper left corner of the yellow cloth, there is even a small chart calculating the heavenly stems and earthly branches. Obviously Liu Banxian came prepared.
Uncle Ming helped him spread the cloth flat, and pressed the four corners of the yellow cloth with spoons and chopsticks.
Then Liu Banxian sprinkled half of the bowl of glutinous rice on the center of the yellow cloth, lowered his head and started playing with it.
Uncle Ming chewed his cigarette butt and looked at it for a while, and then he recognized that Liu Banxian was laying out the layout of the Kowloon Walled City.
A few grains of glutinous rice were used as houses, the long strings were walls or rivers, and the gaps between the rice grains were roads. In just a moment, the entire Kowloon Walled City appeared on the table.
Uncle Ming clicked his tongue and said in surprise: "Old Liu, even those draftsmen of the Urban Construction Bureau, I'm afraid the things they make on the fly are not as accurate as you."
Liu Banxian squeezed out a little laughter from his nostrils proudly.
"We, the Liu family, are experts in Feng Shui. My great-grandfather was a high-ranking official in Qin Tian Prison. As for me, I played with the compass at the age of three, held arithmetic chips at the age of five, and was able to use tortoise shells for divination skillfully at the age of seven. .”
Seeing Uncle Ming's expression becoming more and more surprised, Liu Banxian shook his head and continued talking about his past.
"Since I was a child, I have seen Feng Shui atlases and mountain and river paintings, ranging from ten thousand to eight thousand. From this, I have developed a photographic memory. No matter where the mountain is or what courtyard house it is, I will forget it after just one glance. No.
After drinking two glasses of wine, eating one meal, and going back to bed after washing my feet, the layout was still imprinted in my mind!Kowloon Walled City?Sprinkle some water! "
Uncle Ming nodded, took out two teacups, poured tea and put them away. He couldn't guarantee anything else, but he was convinced of Liu Banxian's attainments in the Feng Shui Book of Feng Shui.
"Okay! It's settled."
Liu Banxian rolled up his sleeves and took out a small compass from his bag.
The compass was edged with gold, and the pointer was inlaid with a round emerald.
"Is this a family tradition?"
"Customized!" Liu Banxian grinned, "When dealing with those rich people, we have to clean up our appearance. If our image improves, people will think it's money well spent and we have dignity!"
He looked Uncle Ming up and down again.
"First respect the robes and then the people. Uncle Ming, why don't you go and make a new set of Taoist robes? The threads are made of gold threads, the fabrics are imported from France, and the buttons are made of agate and tortoiseshell. Business will pick up soon." "
"Business? Funeral parlor business?"
Uncle Ming rolled his eyes at him, "If I dress like that and instead of going to the theater to perform in a play, I run to catch zombies, do you believe that Grandmaster will strike me to death with a lightning bolt right away?"
Seeing Uncle Ming's lack of food and salt, Liu Banxian shook his head and sighed, then turned his attention back to the table and pointed at the "topographic map" of Kowloon Walled City.
"The Kowloon Walled City itself is located in a dark place, surrounded by high-rise buildings, with less sunlight, so the place is very dark. The people who set up the formation took advantage of this terrain.
Yin array, Yin is strong and Yang is weak, fire is weak and water is strong, so in order to better exert the power of this Feng Shui array, the array eye should be suppressed by a pool of stagnant water. According to the terrain, the array eye should be..."
The two of them stretched out their hands together and pointed to the corner of the picture.
(End of this chapter)