Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

It is also possible to change the feng shui within a certain range into drought.

This scientific name in Feng Shui, called "moving mountains and reclamation", requires a strong accomplishment in Feng Shui. In ancient times, it was almost the level of the national division.

Ye Shaoyang believes that it will not work with his own feng shui, and Lao Guo will not do it.

Then the problem has come. According to my own understanding, the Miaojiang wizard does not know how to use Feng Shui. How can there be such a strong Feng Shui master?

Suddenly, Ye Shaoyang thought of a possibility: the town of Zhenhai, the suppression is not the landscape, but something else...

The performance of the off-road vehicle is very good, and it has been safely passed through several places where the water is deep.

The car shuttled through the mountains and eventually stopped on a flat mountain.

The town where the Muqing Yu family is located is in this place.

It is halfway up the mountain, the terrain is very high, especially in the middle section, there is no danger of facing the flash flood.

The car passed through the town, and Ye Shaoyang noticed that the buildings along the street are no different from the general places. Supermarkets, hospitals, schools, mobile halls, etc., can be said that the sparrows are small and complete.

"This town is in charge of more than a dozen villages, and several villages have moved to the town."

Mu Qingyu pointed to the distant mountain opposite, Ye Shaoyang fixed his eyes and looked at it. There are many houses built on the hills in the mountains. It is the legendary hanging bamboo house.

"These are all mature crops, but they are relatively undeveloped. Going to the mountains is the village where the seedlings are born. They live in the mountains and have little contact with the outside. Although they are nominally under the jurisdiction of the town government, they are generally autonomous. Their respective patriarchs."

"Local autonomy, I understand."

Because of the rain, there are few pedestrians on the road. Some people who have hurriedly cross the road, do not wear umbrellas, wear shackles and wear shackles, and look at ethnic minorities at first glance.

The car drove to the residential area and was parked in front of a two-story building.

Here is the home of Mu Qingyu. Looking outside, it is no different from the general Miao architecture, but when I went to the yard, Ye Shaoyang was a little surprised:

The yard is full of flowers, most of which are flower pots. The walls are also covered with grooves made of logs. There are soils and flowers, which look very interesting.

There is also a scaffolding in the corner of the yard, covered with vine plants.

These red, green and green plants decorate the yard like Lijiang's inn - Ye Shaoyang and Qingyunzi went to Lijiang a few years ago, and they were impressed by the inn.

“Is it very surprised?” Mu Qingyu pulled him to the eaves to shelter from the rain, and his face was filled with pride. "It's all about me. The first time I come in, I will be surprised."

"Good-looking, it’s so good. You... is this the Miao’s family?”

"Of course not, this is not the style of Miao people." Mu Qingyu laughed. "I, half of the Han nationality."

As she said, the decoration and furnishings in the room seem to be a Han Chinese family, without a little Miao.

This point really surprised Ye Shaoyang. It is said that the young people are now severely Chinese, and they have lost some national traditions. They are still excusable, but the brothers and sisters of Mu Qingyu are witches after all.

Mu Qingyu brewed a pot of Pu'er tea and chatted with Ye Shaoyang.

"My mother is a Han Chinese." In the face of Ye Shaoyang's inquiry, Mu Qingyu explained, "She is a Hangzhou native, a Jiangnan woman. My father died when we were very young. My mother brought us big."

She is a Han Chinese. She does not like or understand the Miao culture. We have been influenced by her since childhood, and I have received Han education. My mother is very classical. I am influenced by him. ”

Mu Qingyu pointed at the ancient dress on his body and smiled.

Ye Shaoyang suddenly realized that the names of their brothers and sisters, the breeze and the rain, the lively detachment is the classical name of the Han nationality, and it is very Jiangnan's feeling, it seems that their mother gave it.

"Where did you learn witchcraft from here?" Ye Shaoyang felt that this incident seemed contradictory.

Mu Qingyu took a sip of tea and put the melon in her arms, licking his face and saying:

"Our town is called 'Beizu 18 Village'. There used to be 18 Miao Villages. They were all a big family. My father was a high priest in the family, the most powerful one among the wizards. Second only to the patriarch.

In the year my mother gave birth to me, he went to deal with a spiritual event and died. My mother has never remarried and takes care of us.

Because of my father's special status, our family does not have to do anything, and the villagers support it, but the only condition is that my brother inherits his father, learns witchcraft, and inherits the position of the high priest when he grows up. Now he has done it. ”

Mu Qingyu shrugged. "Although it is a modern society, Miao Village still has some traditions. Like most old people, I don't go to the hospital if I am sick. I only see witch doctors. So my brother usually does the most. These people see a doctor.

My mom doesn't like witchcraft, but I also have to let my brother learn. My father has many relics of witchcraft and books, and can teach himself.

My mother is also no way, you think, a Han Chinese family in Miao Village, there are many eyes, and she is still widowed, so she can only promise. ”

Ye Shaoyang slowly nodded, this helplessness, I can imagine it.

Mu Qingyu got up and went into the house, took a photo frame and placed it on the coffee table. "This is my mother, is it beautiful?"

The people in the photo are in their thirties, dressed in plain style, but still can't conceal the beautiful face.

Ye Shaoyang originally wanted to compliment a few words, but the people on the photo couldn't help but really praise it. "Super beauty!"

Mu Qingyu grinned and shook his head and sighed: "Unfortunately, she has been sick and sick. When I was thirteen, she died.

My grandparents, what died earlier, my dad is a single pass, no brothers and sisters, so in recent years, I have lived with my brother myself. ”

In the words, there is some corruption.

Ye Shaoyang does not know what to say.

"Right, what is your relationship with your sister?" Mu Qingyu suddenly asked.

"That is my nephew." Guagua, a word, let Mu Qingyu hold on the spot.

"Don't listen to him nonsense." Ye Shaoyang glanced at the melon, "Friends, also comrades, we are all masters."

He did not dare to talk nonsense, lest Mu Qingyu turn back and tell Qi Lengyu, she was blamed. Moreover, my inner feelings about the cold jade are not good for others.

Mu Qingyu ate and laughed: "I know that my sister can't see you, not that you are not good, that is, my sister is too good, and her eyes must be very high."

Ye Shaoyang was speechless and self-respect was once again subjected to crit.

This little girl is good at everything, just talking too badly.