Chapter 007 The Green Bird Scholar

　　On the way home, see the bamboo forest scattered with several new soil, which is left behind after the villagers moved their graves, Hansheng looked, Li Lao Er family ancestral graves have also been moved away. 　　"Ga ......" overhead a strange cry, Hansheng looked, but an angry big crow, red eyes staring at him, this crow brain melon top born with a handful of white feathers. 　　"The villagers have been disturbing the crows for the past few days, so they are furious." Father explained. 　　"Since ancient times, crows have been with their graves, and now that there are no graves to cling to, the crows are left with little taste." Someone from the other side of the bamboo forest laughed aloud, speaking in a Lingnan accent. 　　Two people came on the path in the forest, the short fat man wearing a mountain suit, Dr. Zhu is recognized, is the Nanshan Town's Revolutionary Committee Director Meng Zhuqi. 　　The person who just spoke is a fifty years old, suits and dresses of the foreigners, bones clear and strange, eye corners into the temples, eagle nose orange peel, two drooping eyebrows such as broomstick, its voice high at the clear, low as a mouse chewing, words end up with the sound. 　　Dr. Zhu was shocked, this person's five elements are strange, must be a person of origin. 　　"It's Dr. Zhu from Nanshan, right?" Director Meng, a short fat man, didn't say much and his expression wasn't very rich, always with a stern face. 　　"He's the barefoot doctor of this village, his ancestral home is Nanshan Village." Director Meng whispered into the man's ear. 　　"Barefoot doctor?" The man looked puzzled. 　　"It's the jungle doctor." Director Meng explained. 　　The man nodded, his eyes gleaming as he swept past Dr. Zhu and stared at Hansheng's face. 　　"Wuyuan here is really a place of great talent, little brother, do you know how to interpret the word wu?" The man said to Hansheng with a slight smile. 　　Han Sheng shook his head, he never thought of this aspect. 　　That person smiled again, said, "wu person, Wen spear female, this place produces literary and military talents and beautiful women ah, I see that the little brother is not extraordinary, if given time, in the future will be the golden list of talents and handsome people." 　　"Comrade, I'm sorry to make you laugh, this is canine son Hansheng." Dr. Zhu saw this person praising his son, but his heart added a few good feelings. 　　"This is Mr. Wu Daoming, the famous Feng Shui master from Hong Kong invited by the county." Director Meng introduced without pride. 　　"Overpraise, I'm only a cygnet scholar, wuyuan is the place where high people and hermits hide and crouch." The man said modestly. 　　"Director Meng, Mr. Wu, you guys are busy with something, we'll go ahead." Dr. Zhu excused himself and left with Hansheng. 　　"Slowly, can I borrow the earth egg in this little brother's hand." That Wu Daoming suddenly said coldly behind him. 　　Cold Sheng saw his father's body shook and slowly turned around, his face was expressionless, a hint of uneasiness was vaguely visible in his eyes, Cold Sheng had never seen his father so serious. 　　He heard his father calmly said, "Mr. Wu, what did you say about the earth eggs?" 　　Wu Daoming hemmed and hawed and said, "Isn't that the Taiji Earthen Egg in little brother's hand? Where did you get it from, I am willing to pay a high price for it." 　　"We don't know anything about earth or not, it's just a child's portable plaything, it's been around for some years." The father continued to speak calmly. 　　Wu Daoming stepped forward, stared at the earth egg in Hansheng's hand, and softly said, "Little brother, if you tell me where this thing came from, I'm willing to pay two hundred dollars." 　　Two hundred dollars! This was half a year's living expenses for himself and his father, no, since his father refused to tell the truth, he didn't want outsiders to explore the location of the Taiji Halo, he couldn't say anything himself. 　　"This was bought at the fair when I was a child." Hansheng replied. 　　"Oh, it's like this, it's always okay to let me take a look, right?" Wu Daoming said. 　　Hansheng reluctantly handed it over and Wu Daoming grabbed it. 　　"Dr. Zhu, this egg's soil dampness is still present, it is definitely not something that is old, am I right?" Wu Daoming teased. 　　"Master Wu, what is so rare about this soil egg? It's worth you looking at it so favorably." Director Meng said disdainfully. 　　Wu Daoming laughed and said, "This is not an ordinary earth egg, this object is called the Taiji Egg, its color is green, it is a wood egg, it is born from the Taiji Halo." 　　"Taiji Halo! We are not just about to ......" Director Meng's face suddenly changed. 　　"Precisely, that's why I'm asking about the origin of this egg." Wu Daoming interjected with a wink. 　　Director Meng turned his face serious and said to Dr. Zhu, "Where did you get this egg from? Tell me quickly, everything underground belongs to the state, you wouldn't lie to the government, would you?" 　　The father turned red, and Chansheng saw the veins on his neck quivering. 　　"I buried it in the earth." Chillaxon snapped. 　　"What did you bury it in the dirt for?" Director Meng stared viciously at Hansheng. 　　"This is when I was a child grandpa led me to catch the market when he bought it for me, then I got older and didn't want to play with it anymore, so I buried it in front of grandpa's grave, this time I dug it up again when I moved the grave, this is grandpa's memento, I'm not going to sell it," Cold Sheng said righteously, casually snatched the earth egg and turned to his father," Pops, let's go." 　　Watching Dr. Zhu and his father and son leave calmly, Wu Daoming frowned straight away. 　　"Don't worry, I will definitely make that barefoot bone-setter talk." Director Meng smiled grimly. 　　Back home, his father was sullen. 　　"Pops, that master from Hong Kong seems to know quite a bit, and I don't know what he came all the way to our little mountain village for?" Hansheng asked his father. 　　Father thought for a moment, serious tone of voice urged: "This person is not ordinary it, you see his bones clear and strange, the voice of the clear, eye into the sideburns, nose high with hooks, should be the world outside the strange people. However, the eagle's nose moves people to eat people, eyebrows like a broom to the court, this face is really unlucky, in short, be careful to watch out for this person." 　　Hansheng persuaded: "old father, we are just a country doctor, and they are not in line, how can not be bad to our head." 　　Father looked at Hansheng and sighed, "Two days ago the town asked us to relocate the ancestral tomb in front of Linggu Cave, and today we saw Director Meng and this Feng Shui Master, I think there is something strange going on here." 　　"Are you saying that the matter of relocating the ancestral graves has something to do with them?" Hansheng guessed. 　　Father nodded. 　　"Then their intentions are directed at ......," Chansheng seemed to have some understanding as well. 　　"Taiji Halo. They are running towards the Taiji Halo." Father affirmed. 　　"Don't worry, Pops, I won't say anything." Hansheng said. 　　"What are they looking for Taiji Halo for?" Father said to himself. 　　At night, Hansheng lay on the bed and tossed and turned and could not sleep, so he took out the green-colored ruler in the wooden box and played with it. 　　Hansheng recognized, this is not an ordinary ruler, but a Ding Lan ruler, also known as yin and yang ruler, about thirty centimeters long, there are ten compartments, engraved with Ding, harm, prosperity, suffering, righteousness, official, death, prosperity, loss, wealth, ten words, and each compartment is divided into four small compartments, also engraved with a number of small words such as rich and wealthy, away from home, orphans and widows. 　　Previously in the bottom of the box had seen his father had a ruler, his father told him that this is the construction of the Yin House and ancestral tablets to determine the fate of the use of superstition. 　　Chansheng interested in the material of this ruler, dark green color, in the hands of cool, and the weight is very heavy. When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say, the world's most rare is the sunken wood, is the green color, and very heavy, is buried in the ground or underwater for 10,000 years to form, exceptionally valuable. 　　This ruler must be the gloomy sunken wood, he concluded.