Mr. Two Fingers

Two fingers of beard cannot tell how close the life is;

In a lifetime of fighting, it is difficult to tell the winner or loser in this world.

Feng Shui Master,

While benefiting countless people,

Have you ever thought about how many ghosts you have offended?

Two fingers, horizontally for width and vertically for length.

Yan Li has been a poor farmer for generations.

In the fifth year of his twenties, he accomplished nothing but worked diligently on the land and had little savings.

It rains frequently and the house leaks frequently. So he spent his savings to renovate the old house.

For a house, the foundation is the heaviest, seeking stability and depth. Yan Li used his brute strength and perseverance to dig down the geotrough by more than three feet.

Firstly, the old house really needs to be renovated; secondly, the poor peasant family may no longer be able to benefit future generations.

Hoes, shovels, and pickaxes are making a lot of noise; soil, ground, and people are making noises in turn.

Yan wears a square scarf on his head and a coarse cloth around his waist, and drinks loud chants. Drenched sweat flowed down his back and into his butt groove.

He raised and lowered the pickaxe, channeling all his strength into his waist and wrists, and swung his arms with his shoulders. There was a clang, but the pickaxe head bounced back. The wooden handle, which had been polished extremely smooth over many years, trembled uncontrollably, making Yan Li's hands numb.

Looking up at the ground, a corner of black iron was carved out of the loess.

Put it open and you will see a square box. Although not exquisite, the box body is made very thick.

Yan felt that something was a little strange, so he called a halt to the construction. Take the box back to the old house.

After burning the incense, Yan decided not to build a new house.

Three to five years have passed, and the rainy season is still coming at the clock.

But Yan Li never complained about the leakage in his dilapidated house.

Only then did the neighbors know that Yan Li had learned the Huanglong technique with the help of the treasure in the box.

One day, they were working in the fields. Suddenly dark clouds covered the sky, lightning flashed and thunder thundered, and heavy rain poured down. Reluctantly, the six or seven working people couldn't get home in time, so they hid in a straw hut in the field.

Strangely enough, thunder and lightning surrounded the thatched house and lingered for a long time.

Yan Li was also trapped in the room.

The lightning struck closer and closer, and was about to explode in the house. Everyone was in panic and did not dare to go out.

Amid the commotion, someone mentioned that someone among the group of people in the room must have violated the rules of heaven, and this thunder was here to punish them today. Who knows best, get out quickly, don't hurt other innocent people.

Everyone stared at him with big eyes. Doubts passed back and forth between his eyebrows.

"Let's do this," Yan Li, who had been sitting in the corner for a long time, suddenly said, "Throw your hats out and see whose hat is oriented differently from everyone else, and then expel that person."

Everyone nodded. He took off his straw hat and threw it toward the door in fear. The heavy rain is like the roar of thousands of horses.

After everyone had voted, not far from the door of the small thatched cottage, six or seven hats were scattered here and there, with the brim down and the top of the hat on top. Like a mushroom with its canopy emerging from the soil after the rain.

Everyone’s attention suddenly focused on Yan Li. He stood up calmly, took off the straw hat hanging on his back, and slowly walked towards the door. With a whoosh, he threw the straw hat into the rain.

Strangely enough, Yan Li's straw hat drew an arc in the air and was about to land smoothly. But a gust of wind blew over and flipped the straw hat over. The top of the hat is on the ground, and the brim draws a circle on the ground.

The eyes of the people in the room have been following Yan Li's straw hat. As soon as this result appeared, they seemed to have found a reasonable answer.

Yan Li said nothing, patted the dust on his body, and walked into the rain without looking back.

Ten meters away from the straw draped room, there was only a roar.

A loud thunder exploded in the straw-roofed room, killing all the people in the room.

Yan Li turned around, sighed, and looked up at the sky.

Yan Li became a god.

Some people say that Yan Li had already calculated the result that day in the straw-covered room, but it was God's will that could not be violated.

Some people say that the treasure Yan Li found in the black iron box is a powerful one and can predict misfortunes and fortunes.

All in all, Yan Li’s story became more and more popular. As time went by, the neighbors came to Yan Li to ask about anything.

It ranges from moving houses and graves to weddings and funerals, and it ranges from firewood, rice, oil and salt to trivial matters.

Yan Li no longer bothered with farming and became an out-and-out Feng Shui master.

Killing ghosts and fighting monsters throughout his life, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, naturally weasels and foxes are also frequent visitors. I have seen countless strange things and experienced countless weird scenes. I started to grow a beard in my early thirties. The beard on my chin is as wide as two fingers held horizontally and as long as standing up.

As time passed, few people remembered his original name, and they all called him "Mr. Two Fingers".

Time flies, and Mr. Two Fingers has reached his twilight years.

On this day, the sky was clear and the air was clear. Mr. Erzhi is sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the middle hall. After breakfast, call your children and grandchildren to come.

The family business is still prosperous, but not long ago, there are people standing in front of me.

Seeing the old man’s solemn expression, the children calmed down unconsciously. Stroking his beard, Mr. Two Fingers murmured: "I was born in a poor peasant family, and I got an ancient book on how to repair a house, and I have an insight into the secrets of heaven. However, I have been doing good deeds all my life, and I have no regrets. Recently, I have calculated that I will suffer. There is no way to solve this calamity, but you don’t have to be sad. The reincarnation of heaven is like this, and everything is destined.”

“If you find an old friend at midnight tonight. There is no news about me yet, so please let me take care of the funeral."

After that, he looked at the children and grandchildren in the hall and said, "Set the table for a big feast today."

The children and grandchildren burst into tears and sobbed together.

The moon climbed up the branches, and its cold light made people feel extremely cold.

Erzhi sent away his children and grandchildren early. I changed into a blue cloth robe and washed myself. Holding a horn comb scented with sandalwood, he neatly trimmed the beard on his two fingers.

As soon as midnight arrived, there was indeed a knock on the door. The rhythm is steady and the strength is moderate. Knock it first. He paused for a while and then twice in succession. He knew the rules very well. (In ancient times, people followed the rules and did not knock more than three times in a row. If you knock continuously, it means something bad has happened, or there is a funeral, or there is a fire at home)

2. Looking at the bright moon, lightly knocking Sigh, "What is supposed to come will come."

Walk out and open the door bolt.

A handsome boy stood outside the door. Seeing two fingers appear, he cupped his hands and bowed.

"Sir, you are polite. My father has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me to the car."

Without any hesitation, he went straight out and followed the boy to the car.

The road was muddy and the wheels were bumpy. After a while, the bumping sound suddenly disappeared, and the whistling wind began.

The boy smiled all the way and did not look directly at his two fingers. The stiff feeling was actually terrifying.

After a while, the bumping sound of grunting sounded again. A horse neighed and the car stopped.

The boy took the lead, opened the curtain for Erzhi, and helped Erzhi out of the car respectfully.

The red courtyard, green tiles, and lush vegetation. Under the guidance of the boy, Erzhi walked into a large house.

The winding path leads to a secluded place, with green radish brushing the clothes. Before entering the lobby, it seemed like you were entering a claustrophobic place.

Two fingers were not panicked, and their beard swayed in the breeze. Against the backdrop of the boy's slight haste, the two fingers were even more leisurely.

The road turned three times, and a spacious courtyard appeared in front of us.

"We're here, sir, wait a moment." The boy turned his face with a stiff smile and ran into the back room to report.

Not long after, an old man came out of the inner hall. Beautifully dressed, with white hair and a childish face, except for one eye.

"We have known each other for a long time, sir." The enigmatic smile was particularly clear on the one-eyed old man's face.

"Although you and I don't know each other, we must have a deep connection." Two fingers responded calmly.

"Indeed, even though you don't know me, my family is all thanks to you." These words seemed to come out from between clenched teeth.

Hear it with two fingers in your ears and tremble in your heart.

In an instant, the yard was filled with people, old and young, men and women.

Looking around with two fingers, there are many people with missing arms and legs, blind eyes and broken ears.

The people standing in the courtyard are either injured or disabled.

The one-eyed old man shouted: "Two fingers, today is the day you repay your debt, what else do you have to say!"

The thick and deep voice shook the eardrums of Two Fingers. pain.

Concentrating his energy, he opened his mouth and replied: "Today I have nothing to offer, so I came here as promised. I didn't bring any magic weapon, and I didn't plan to make any resistance. I have already calculated that the time of my return to heaven is coming."

"Since I can't escape, I don't need to work in vain. There is no need for you to harm my descendants. They have never set foot on this journey, and they don't understand my affairs. If you really want to resolve your hatred, just Just torture me and stop touching them."

The one-eyed old man snorted softly and slammed down the folding fan in his hand. Said: "That's fine."

"Since you are ready to die, I have nothing to say..."

Before the old man finished speaking, he interrupted with two fingers: "Wait a minute. , I have one more thing to do."

"As long as I live, I still want to express my filial piety to my parents before I die."

Before the old man agreed, he gave up. With a plop, he knelt down on his knees, with tears in his eyes, and kowtowed eight times in four directions.

He raised his neck, closed his eyes tightly, and shouted: "The way of heaven is reincarnated, and the Gangzheng is the frame, and the secrets of heaven are leaked privately. This is the second thing. I was born in Longmu, and after acquiring this technique, I have subdued demons all my life, but Pray for peace of mind. The sky opens its eyes, the sky opens its eyes!" After shouting, he kowtowed several times with two fingers, and the blood on his forehead flowed all over his face. A blinding white light flashed in front of his closed eyes.

After a while, everything became quiet.

He raised his head on the ground with two fingers, tentatively opened his eyes, and found that he was kneeling in his backyard.

There were piles of weasel corpses around him.

The two-fingered beard is covered with a few drops of crystal dew under the slightly white sky.