Chapter 14: The Public Cemetery of the South and North! [Seeking Recommendations! Collect!]

  Mausoleum of Mao Zedong!

  But this solitary book is a collection of what Yang Gong has learned, and it can be called a single transmission!

  For those who specialize in Feng Shui and geomancy, this book is truly a priceless treasure!

  "But how could that old trash collector have such a treasure?" As he pondered, Wu Zhengye's eyes suddenly fell on a piece of paper on the ground.

  Bending down to pick it up, Wu Zhengyi was stunned for a moment. "Fated person, when you see this sentence, I am no longer in the mortal world..."

  My true name is 'Yang Yong Meng', the 15th generation successor of Yang Gong Lao Zu, and you, by reading this text, have already become the 16th generation successor of Yang Gong Lao Zu!

  Here is the translation:

  At this point, I hope you will follow our profession's taboos. Also, remember the three door rules passed down by our ancestors!

  Firstly, our ancestors' motto is "Save the Poor", as their successors, we must maintain their will to save those in suffering and poverty, but not to help the wicked.

  Secondly, the ancestors said: Thousands of appearances are all merits and virtues. From this point on, whenever the ancestors pass on to their successors, they must use the nine layers of wealth obtained from their skills to help people in need. Only then can the heavenly mechanism be broken, and the true dragon be formed, allowing them to safely avoid heavenly punishment.

  Thirdly, as a successor of the ancestral master, one must spend their entire life without enjoying wealth and honor, and instead roam the world to deliver all living beings.

  "What the hell!" Wu Zheng cursed in a low voice, "Having money but can't use it, having good fortune but can't enjoy it, what kind of damn rule is this?"

  After scolding a few words, Wu Zhengyi continued to look down, "My disciples, in addition to the Feng Shui secret techniques passed down by our ancestors, I have also collected two secret techniques from various ancient tombs over the years. One is the 'Qimen Dunjia Diancang', and the other is the 'Maoshan Yishu'!

  These three secret skills are priceless treasures, my disciples, use them with caution! Otherwise, heaven will not forgive you!

  Apart from this, the "Yong Meng Za Ji" left by Master records his experiences throughout his life, including thousands of Feng Shui battles and Qi Men competitions, as well as the situations of several ancient tombs he has visited. All these have been passed on to you, hoping they can be helpful to you.

  Moreover, remember one thing: everything has cause and effect. We people in this line of work must keep in mind that all things have a thread of life left, and cannot be cut off completely!

  "Alright, the ancestral teachings have been passed on, and as a teacher, my wish has been fulfilled. The time when I borrowed life from heaven twenty years ago has arrived."

  That year, the master and that heartless person had a duel, risking severe damage to their spiritual energy which would never recover. The master successfully sealed him under the 100-meter stadium of NJ University, borrowing the NJ University's tens of thousands of students' yang energy to continuously suppress him. The master calculated that in eight years, that heartless person will be able to break free!

  If he really gets away, I'm afraid our great China will be doomed... Alas, my master was blind back then and didn't expect that a lifetime of kindness would be devoted to this islander with ulterior motives... My master is filled with regret!

  They are not of the Chinese people, their hearts must be different! So, at that time, as a teacher, I made up my mind to use the blood oath technique to curse his daughter, who was also... also the teacher's daughter... Alas, the most heart-wrenching thing for me in this life is her. At that time, she was only one year old and had just learned to speak.

  The teacher cursed her own child... Haha... Cursed her and her descendants, generation after generation unable to speak!!!

  One style of blood curse, Master also suffered the punishment of heavenly condemnation, ending up with an eternal inability to transcend...

  My disciple, I have no other requests for you as a master, only hoping that when you have the ability in the future, you can help me scatter the soul of that ungrateful person and prevent him from taking back to his island nation the things passed down by my Chinese ancestors!

  Besides, that unscrupulous person's cultivation is very high. According to the standards of our line of work, his cultivation has already reached the realm of 'seeing the divine with mortal eyes'. If your own cultivation is not enough, remember not to take risks.

  Finally, I hope that in the future if you meet my daughter, you can take care of her for me... Her name is Qin Musu, and that ungrateful person, his surname in China is Qin, called... Qin Han!

  The letter only had this much content. Wu Zhengyi looked at it and whispered, "Those islanders are all going to die! But what boundary is that? What kind of realm can be seen with the naked eye?"

  As he spoke, Wu Zhengyi casually threw the paper to one side and picked up two other books from the ground, happily flipping through them.

  "Great stuff! Great stuff!! Yang Gong's secret technique is the main geomancy, easy to learn, seeking dragon and pointing holes, qimen escape and caoshan heterodox can assist Yang Gong's secret technique, haha! I, Wu Zhengxie, will turn over now? Unfortunately, there is no divine calculation of Maiyi school, otherwise...... hehehehe..."

  At this thought, Wu Zhengxie suddenly burst out laughing, but his smile only lasted a few seconds before it abruptly froze.

  "Not in this world!!!"

  Wu Zheng's body shook, and he quickly picked up the letter to read it again. After confirming that there was no mistake, he suddenly stood up, hastily stuffed three books into his coat, and ran towards the old woman's residence at a speed of 100 meters per second...

  When he arrived at the old woman's house door, only a middle-aged man came out from inside and closed the door with his hand.

  He took a few quick steps forward, and Wu Zhengye stretched out his hand to push the door open and enter, but was blocked by the middle-aged man. "What are you doing!"

  "I'm going to see my master! Who are you? What are you blocking me for?"

  The middle-aged man looked at Wu Zhengyi with suspicion and asked, "Who is your master?"

  "Hey, who are you anyway? What right do you have to stop me?" Wu Zhengxie shouted out suddenly.

  Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he reached into his bag to pull out a card-like object that resembled an ID. He flashed it in front of Wu Zhengxie and said seriously, "I am a member of the Red Heart Foundation of H City. Before Yang Danni passed away, she had already donated this house to our foundation. Now, inside..."

  "What!" Wu Zhengyi shouted loudly, "Master, Master... where is her body now?"

  Seeing Wu Zhengxie's appearance didn't seem to be fake, the middle-aged man's face also looked a bit better. "Please mourn, Yang Dama passed away very peacefully..."

  "I'm asking you where your master is right now?" Wu Zhengxie's eyes widened in anger and he shouted.

  The middle-aged man didn't get angry after hearing this, but instead said with a understanding expression, "Young fellow, Yang Dama has already passed away. It's strange to say, but the day before she died, Yang Dama seemed to know that her time was near and had arranged everything for after her death, including the funeral expenses, location, and time. She even informed the neighbors in advance. And this morning, the neighbors followed Yang Dama's wishes and cremated her body, sending it to the public cemetery in the southern part of H city... Ah, young fellow, don't run!"

  The middle-aged man said that when he got to this point, Wu Zhengye suddenly ran south like a flying arrow. Judging from his appearance, he should be going to the public cemetery, but it's nighttime now. The middle-aged man couldn't help but chase after him for several steps and loudly called out, "Young fellow, it's not very safe to go to the public cemetery at night, why don't you go tomorrow instead......"

  When the voice fell, Wu Zhengye had already run out of sight. The middle-aged man stopped and panted, looking in the direction where Wu Zhengye left, muttering to himself, "Why don't young people like listening to advice nowadays? It's already past 9 pm now, going to the cemetery at this hour? Even if you manage to sneak in without being seen by the gravedigger, you'll definitely be scared half to death by the atmosphere inside..."

  Wu Zhengyi, who was rushing towards the public cemetery, naturally did not hear the middle-aged man's muttering to himself. At this time, he only had one thought in his mind, to go and pay his respects to his master, whom he had never paid homage to before, at the fastest speed possible.

  "Yang Gong's Secret Wind-Water Art", this is the single-transmitted secret of ancient wind-water master Yang Jiupin! From ancient times to the present, this book has only been passed down to people with the surname "Yang". Now, Wu Zhengye has obtained the inheritance of this book. How can this be? In his view, perhaps it's because he was lucky and helped an old lady, no, it should be his master, when she fell into trouble, and was appreciated by her.

  But these are just his guesses, and the real reason may only be understood by the late Yang Yongmei.

  No matter what, he who has obtained this precious treasure must hurry to his master's grave as soon as possible, for it concerns a person's benevolence and filial piety!

  In the city, there are two public cemeteries, one in the south and one in the north, separated by the Fujiang River. The southern cemetery is where ordinary people, widows, orphans, and solitary individuals are buried.

  The northern city public cemetery is for people with money or officials.

  This is also due to the Feng Shui of the two public cemeteries in the south and north. The southern city cemetery, put simply, is a common "environmental cemetery" in folk customs, while the northern city cemetery is a rare "Feng Shui cemetery" in folk customs!

  Here is the translation:

  In this regard, it's necessary to mention the difference between two types of cemeteries. Firstly, environmental cemeteries can be explained in simple terms as follows: the construction of environmental cemeteries does not require mountains and rivers*, only convenient transportation for the convenience of later generations' worship. The internal structure is made of stone and cement. There is no need for earth energy to enter the tomb, nor is there a need for the yang energy brought by the mountain range to enter the tomb.

  It is precisely for this reason that environmental cemeteries are also a means of controlling population quality. Because the sealed tomb's corpse does not come into contact with soil decomposition, it will not be transformed back into matter to be absorbed by later generations. Therefore, the possibility of the corpses of people who died prematurely being decomposed by the soil is much smaller, and the possibility of low-intelligence people continuing is also smaller.

  However, in this way, from the perspective of spiritual studies, the corpses or ashes buried in an environmentally friendly cemetery cannot be decomposed by the earth's energy and air, that is, the yang energy and yin energy. As a result, the spiritual energy possessed by the human body at birth will accumulate, thus forming a spirit! And this is precisely what people often misunderstand as the concept of 'ghosts'!

  The Feng Shui public cemetery is different. The construction of the Feng Shui public cemetery focuses on choosing whether the mountains and rivers have a good relationship, with the mountains loving the water and the water embracing the mountains.

  The mountain and water are sentimental. The Fengshui Public Cemetery in the northern part of H City is like this. A dragon vein extends from northeast to southwest, and ends at the cemetery. On the left side of the dragon vein, there is a hidden waterway that follows the dragon vein, and when it reaches the end of the dragon vein, it turns right and wraps around, first heading due south and then turning northwest.