Chapter 73
When I returned to Fuyuantang, I had not even had two days of peace when Mao Jianming came to see me in a hurry.
According to him, the golden Buddha statue of Wu Zetian that we found was stolen from the imperial palace by An Lushan during the An-Shi Rebellion.
The place where the treasure was hidden was chosen by An Lushan himself.
An Lushan initially started his rebellion in Fan Yang, which is now the area from southwest BJ to Zhuozhou, Hebei, and poked a big hole in the seemingly prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Guo Ziyi and Li Guangbi jointly suppressed and defeated An Lushan many times.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, An Lushan buried his treasures in twelve places, and the Golden Buddha of Wu Zetian was one of them.
He never dreamed that he would die at the hands of his own son. An Qingxu joined forces with the eunuch Li Zhuer and killed An Lushan with his own hands.
This also explains why there is a treasure in Baihua Mountain, because that is where An Lushan started his rebellion.
In my opinion, An Lushan's death was not unjust. The resentment in the mountains alone was so strong that countless innocent people must have been killed.
Maybe this is karma.
Another thing is that after I opened my business, the wonderful couple successfully got pregnant and came to thank me for it.
Looking at their faces this time, they actually look like a couple. Things in the world are really amazing.
Before leaving, I gave them a peace amulet and told them to consider it as a full-month gift from me when the baby is one month old.
They both thanked him profusely.
After I sent them off, someone else came in soon. It seemed Xiaorong had been running Fuyuantang quite well during the two days I was away.
The victim was a young and strong man who looked to be in his thirties. He was muscular and had dark skin. He was obviously a countryman who worked in the fields all year round.
Seeing that there were actually two women in Fuyuan Hall, he felt a little embarrassed and asked hesitantly, "I'm here to see your boss."
Xiaorong pointed at me and said with a smile: "This is our boss."
The man looked at me in disbelief and said, "Are you the boss?"
"That's right, what do you want to buy? The magic weapons here are all authentic from the Tianshi Mansion and can basically meet your needs." I said.
"Can you come and take a look at our village? It has been a bit unstable in recent years," he said.
"How is it unfair?" I asked.
"A road was built in our village two years ago. Nothing happened before the construction, but after it was completed, one or two old people died in the village every year. I heard from Old Wu that you not only sell those signs here, but you can also do things like this." said the man.
"Yes, if it's too far, the price may be higher," I said.
"The price is fine, the price is fine, as long as it can get our village back to normal," he said.
In this way, the first village business of Fuyuantang since its establishment came about.
The so-called visiting the village means going to the village to deal with these ghost matters.
In my car, he was a bit bewildered. His name was Zhang Dayong, and his village was called Yonghe, quite far from the city. He had taken the bus to Yingtan just to find Fuyuantang.
From what he said, it seemed that there was a man named Lao Wu from the neighboring village who had a good relationship with him. When he came to the city to work, he saw that our store had just opened and bought an amulet.
When he was working at a construction site, it was haunted and everyone else was scared, but he was fine.
Once, he forgot to bring his amulet after taking a shower. As a result, his coworkers went out for a drink. When they came back, they saw a man as flat as a piece of paper walking back and forth under the tower crane on the construction site.
This startled them all sober, and they all ran back to the dormitory, howling. Old Wu saw his amulet on his pillow and frantically felt around his chest. He'd been so anxious to drink that he'd forgotten to wear it.
From then on, he kept the amulet with him every day. When his coworkers found out, they all asked where he bought it. He proudly said Fuyuantang. As a result, all his coworkers went to Fuyuantang and bought one each. After that, they never saw the amulet again.
The last time Old Wu came home, he heard about this kind of thing happening in their village, so I told him about my shop and promised me solemnly that it would definitely work.
So he came to Yingtan to find me.
I don't have any impression of Old Wu. Maybe it was Xiaorong who always received us.
It took us an hour to drive to Yonghe Village. The road was winding and difficult to navigate.
Their village is surrounded by a river called Yonghe. Many villages are named like this: if it is close to a mountain, it is named after the mountain; if it is close to a river, it is named after the river.
I saw that the banks of the Yong River were all cracked, so I asked him, "This river must have been quite wide in the past."
"Yes, Master. This river used to be very clear. We often went down to the river to bathe when we were kids. In the past two years, the water level has become less and less, and the river water has become dirtier. Even the land along the river is no longer cultivated," Zhang Dayong recalled.
"Master, look, right under the bridge, there used to be rice fields there. They were so beautiful in the summer, but now they're all deserted."
I looked at the bridge he was pointing to, and without him having to explain anything, I understood what the problem was.
I parked the car at the entrance of their village, which was not far from the bridge, only about ten meters away. Between the village entrance and the bridge was a road, and if I was right, it was this road that had the problem.
Seeing that I didn't ask him, Zhang Dayong found this road directly and looked at me in surprise.
Their village is located halfway up a mountain, and it takes about five minutes to climb up the mountain to get there. The river flows from the north and flows south, which is exactly the opposite direction of their village.
And this road just blocks the Yong River and their village.
It was originally a good place surrounded by mountains and water, but it was cut abruptly by this river.
It’s no use trying to repair it now. Once the feng shui is destroyed, the accumulated blessings will soon dissipate between heaven and earth.
Apart from Feng Shui, we can only wait until tonight to see if there are any other problems.
"Come back tonight and have a look," I said.
"Come whenever it's convenient for you." He said respectfully.
In his mind, he didn't tell me which road was being repaired, but I was able to find it accurately, which shows that I am a person with real ability.
After that, he took me to the village. He had already arranged a place for me to live. It was the home of a widow in her forties or fifties. Her children were studying outside. Her husband died two years ago, and now she lives alone.
The widow's name was Shuilian, a pleasant one, and she was quite warm and welcoming. The only thing that struck me as a little awkward was that her eyes were full of amorous feelings, suggesting she was secretly having an affair.
But we are not related, so I can't say anything.
She enthusiastically prepared food for me and I quickly said thank you.
While I was eating, the village chief and several young men from the village came over and expressed their welcome to me. They specifically asked Shuilian to treat me well, which made me feel a little embarrassed.
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