Chapter: 1207

Although our Wu family is not a prominent family of metaphysics, from my grandfather up, thirteen generations of our ancestors have been Feng Shui masters. It's just that for some special reasons in our family, the surnames are always changed. For example, it is written in the family tree that in the Song Dynasty, our surname was Murong, and in the Ming Dynasty, our surname was Mu. After having had the surname Mu for more than two hundred years, we changed it to the Wu surname again in the Qing Dynasty.

My grandfather is Wu Niansheng, the fourteenth generation descendant of the Wu family. Forty years ago, he was the most famous hexagram master in the world, and he was known as the plum blossom master Wu Siye. Because he is proficient in the number of plum blossoms, he has always been able to tell people the exact number, so not only the common people ask him to tell the hexagram, but also many Feng Shui masters in the Feng Shui circle will come to Nanhe Town, Cangzhou quietly when they encounter difficulties, and ask my grandfather to help them Break a hexagram.

Because of this, Grandpa's status in the Feng Shui circle is very interesting, he is not well-known, but no master dares to underestimate him. When everyone sees my grandfather, no matter how old they are or how high their status is, they must respectfully call him Fourth Uncle.

Grandpa made his debut at the age of sixteen, and sealed the hexagrams at the age of fifty-six. During the past forty years, he made a total of 3,299 hexagrams for people, and none of them fell (not allowed, should not, or not verified). Grandpa is a legend, in his time, he was the god of those Feng Shui masters.

For Feng Shui masters, fifty-six years old is not the age to wash their hands. Grandpa did all this for me. He said that there are countless hexagrams that a person can make up in a lifetime. In this life, he can test 3,300 hexagrams. After calculating this number, he can't touch these again.

He wants to leave this hexagram to me, to his only grandson.

So, after I was born, he resolutely withdrew from the arena.

My grandfather has two sons. My father is the eldest son, named Wu Junyu, and my second uncle is named Wu Junhuai, which is taken from Chapter 70 of the Tao Te Ching - those who know me hope, then I am precious, and a gentleman is brown and pregnant. My name is Wu Zheng, and it was also given to me by my grandfather. He said that Zheng was tall and handsome, and he was born in the world. Wu Zheng.

That's how my name came about.

After my grandfather retired from the arena, he devoted most of his thoughts to me. I was weak and sickly when I was a child. I had fever and diarrhea every three days. My parents often took me to the hospital in the middle of the night. After weaning, my grandfather took me to the old house and took care of me personally.


Strange to say, since I lived with my grandfather, I have never been sick again.

My childhood was different from other children. I didn't like to talk to people, and I always liked to hide by myself. When I was not in school, most of the time I climbed to the roof alone, silently looking at the white clouds or stars in the sky, completely forgetting myself, and sat for four or five hours at a time.

My mother was afraid that I would fall, so she told my grandfather about it several times.

Grandpa didn't take it seriously, he told my mother, "This kid is smart, if you don't understand it, don't worry about it."

My mother was worried, so she went to tell my father again, strongly demanding that I be taken back from my grandfather, and she would take me by herself.

My dad also had this idea, and he mustered up the courage to talk to grandpa several times, but every time the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back violently. There is no way, not to mention that he has been sensible since he was a child, and never dared to disobey his grandfather. Even my second uncle has a donkey-like temper. When he saw my grandfather, he immediately dared not fart.

This is the family tradition of the Wu family. A son is not as dignified as a grandson in front of his father.

Day after day, year after year, I grew up slowly.

When I was eleven years old, my grandfather was sixty-seven years old. After the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, my grandfather began to teach me the feng shui of the Wu family. I learned Feng Shui first, and I learned it very quickly. I learned all the things that my dad and my second uncle hadn't learned after more than 20 years of learning. Afterwards, my grandfather taught me divination, spells, internal strength, and martial arts.

There are more and more things to learn, and every day is very hard. While going to school, I delve into the secret arts of our Wu family. Those days were very fulfilling.

Three years later, I was fourteen years old and in junior high school, and my grandfather was seventy years old.

After his 70th birthday, grandpa's health suddenly failed. He vomited blood for several days and died soon after.

When he was dying, he called my father, my second uncle and me to his side, and after letting the female relatives avoid him, he confessed three things about his funeral.

First, the old house and the new house in the county are left to my dad.

Second, all his savings, except for giving me 100,000 yuan, will be given to the second uncle.

Third, he still has a house in the capital, which he left for me.

He said that after he left, he would let me go to the capital, and from then on, I would live there alone. He told my dad and my second uncle that no one was allowed to give me money, and at the same time, I was not allowed to go out to work or look for a job. Anyway, apart from the one hundred thousand yuan, I must never touch a penny of the Wu family's money!

My dad and my second uncle were surprised, they said I was a kid doing this...

Grandpa waved his hand and said in an unquestionable tone, "This matter is settled!"

My dad and second uncle looked at each other, and then both looked at me, with distressed eyes. JrNovels.com