Chapter 992 Little Fox

While sorting ancient books in the library, Liang Lu shook off a piece of silk from the Song Dynasty's "He Pu". On the yellowed silk cloth, half of the Tai Chi diagram was painted with cinnabar, and the dividing line of the yin and yang fish was winding like the direction of the earth vein. The fish tail was marked with "Use Qi to nourish the soil, and use the soil to nurture life". She immediately thought of the real-time data from the ecological monitoring station: when the villagers collectively recited "Qimin Yaoshu", the organic matter content curve in the soil actually formed a perfect resonance with the sound wave frequency.

In the middle of the night when a rainstorm suddenly hit, the manor's ground vein monitoring system beeped. Qi Tongwei rushed into the observation tower and saw on the holographic screen that the entire ecological network presented a two-element flow: the mushroom fields in Dongjiang Village were yang, the bamboo forest in Xiling was yin, and the winding stream in the middle formed the boundary of the yin and yang fish. Even more amazing was that the bioelectricity released by the roots of the new locust tree was building a huge energy field with the four directions as nodes.

"This is the self-organizing form of the earth's veins!" The little fox's claws drew golden hexagrams in the air, "Tai Chi gives birth to two opposites, two opposites give birth to four images - the land is using the most ancient logic to reconstruct the ecosystem!" Before he finished speaking, the gene sequencer in the laboratory suddenly started automatically, parsing the gene sequence of the bell rice into the lines of the sixty-four hexagrams.

As the skeptics' slander was rampant in academic journals, a dramatic turn of events quietly occurred. A genetically modified crop base owned by an agricultural giant suddenly suffered from an insect infestation, and all insect-resistant genes became ineffective. Only the isolation belt where the bell-ringing rice was planted remained intact. Under a microscope, mutant hyphae similar to those that caused the bacterial disaster were detected in the pests, and the antidote was the unique symbiotic microbial community in the soil of the manor.

The Food and Agriculture Organization of the United Nations convened an emergency special meeting. Qi Tongwei stood in front of the holographic projection, with the real-time ecological data of the manor behind him: the topological structure of the soil microbial network was completely consistent with the mathematical model of the ancient Tai Chi diagram; the transmission law of secretions from plant roots was in line with the four-element life and death theory. When he demonstrated the experiment of using sound wave frequency to regulate the growth cycle of crops, the old professor of Cambridge University suddenly choked up: "This is not an agricultural revolution, but a paradigm shift in human cognition!"

However, crisis also followed. Multinational energy companies coveted the manor's ground energy and sent geological radars to detect it late at night. When the electromagnetic waves of the instrument touched the new locust tree, the circuit of the entire monitoring station was instantly overloaded. The next morning, the workers were horrified to find that the surface of all the detection equipment was covered with bronze rust-like hexagram patterns, and the words on the operating manual turned into ancient runes that no one could decipher.

In this silent confrontation, Qi Tongwei led the villagers to build an ecological barrier in the shape of the Eight Diagrams using ancient methods. Specific plants were planted in each hexagram position: wormwood was planted in the Qian position to drive away evil spirits, angelica was planted in the Kun position to consolidate the soil, and bamboo was planted in the Zhen position to gather energy. When the mountain wind swept through this special planting area, the collision sound of bamboo leaves and rice ears actually formed the recitation of the hexagrams of the Book of Changes.

On a full-moon night in late autumn, the ground veins suddenly fluctuated violently. The crown of the new locust tree turned into a huge Tai Chi diagram, and the eyes of the yin and yang fish lit up red and white respectively. Qi Tongwei and Liang Lu both felt the bell-shaped ornaments around their necks getting hot - it was a token made from the ashes of the old locust tree. They led the villagers to bury the soil mixed with the ashes of the account books of past dynasties in the ground according to the four directions.

The miracle happened at dawn. The crops in the whole manor bloomed at the same time. The fluorescence of night-scented mushrooms formed the pattern of the Big Dipper. The tip of the bell-ringing rice ear condensed the dew-like "Qi" character. What was even more shocking was that those who had received the mysterious soil package in the city spontaneously began to plant trees. The satellite cloud map showed that with the manor as the center, green was spreading to the surrounding areas in the law of hexagrams.

Today, the estate has become a global ecological pilgrimage site. Visitors can feel the flow of earth vein energy while meditating in the Bagua planting area; scientists analyze data at the monitoring station, trying to decipher the ancient code in the soil; and children's favorite thing is to listen to the little fox tell the story of "Tai Chi gives birth to Liang Yi" and watch it draw glowing hexagrams on the sand with its tail.

Qi Tongwei wrote on the title page of his latest revision of Notes on Earth Veins: “Newton saw the apple fall to the ground, and we hear the heartbeat of the earth. The so-called destiny is not an unknowable mystery, but the underlying logic of the operation of all things.” The mountain breeze swept across the bamboo slips in his hands, and the newly engraved words flowed in the moonlight: “The two yin and yang have been judged, and the four images have been divided. If you follow it, you will live, and if you go against it, you will die.”

When the first rays of morning light illuminated the branches and leaves of the new locust tree, the totem on the trunk suddenly resonated like a dragon's roar.

This was washed out of the soil after the heavy rain last night. The pattern is exactly the same as that on the tree trunk, winding like a coiled dragon. When the mountain wind blows, the water drops on the pottery roll into the soil, and the rice fields in the distance suddenly rustle, as if someone is playing with countless small bells.

"Uncle Qi! Something happened!" Chen Xiaolong ran over breathlessly, almost dropping the tablet in his hand. "In the experimental field in the north, the tea trees that coexist with earthworms...the leaves are all curled up!" Qi Tongwei's heart skipped a beat. Tea trees are always hardy, unless there is a big problem with the soil. He followed Chen Xiaolong to the field and saw from a distance that the originally shiny tea leaves were drooping and the soil was cracked, as if it had been burned by fire.

Liang Lu was already squatting on the ridge of the field, holding a ball of black soil in her hand. "Something's wrong," she frowned, "This soil smells sour, a bit like the smell before the fungus disaster." As soon as she finished speaking, a little fox suddenly jumped out of her backpack, its tail flying high: "The ground veins are fluctuating! There is an evil spirit in the direction of the old mine cave north of the manor!"

Qi Tongwei's heart sank. The mine had been sealed since the Qingyi incident. Could something have gone wrong again? He led his men to the entrance of the mine. The cement-sealed hole had cracks like spider webs, and a faint pungent smell was emitting. Zhang Dazhu used a shovel to pry open the cracks, and a stream of black and green sewage gushed out, splashing on the stones with a hissing sound.

"It's industrial wastewater!" Liang Lu squatted down to take a closer look. There were plastic fragments and bottles of chemicals floating in the sewage. "Someone must have secretly discharged it here." Qi Tongwei clenched his fists in anger. It was industrial pollution that almost destroyed the entire village back then. He didn't expect this to happen again. He suddenly remembered the pottery fragments he touched last night. The dragon-shaped totem lingered in his mind. The older generation said that dragons can make clouds and rain, but they can also bring disasters. Could this be a warning from the land?

As the news spread, the villagers couldn't sit still. Aunt Wang came over with a dustpan filled with freshly dried mugwort: "Use this to fumigate! This is how the old generation dealt with dirty things!" Zhang Dazhu took out an unused sonic insect repellent and adjusted the frequency: "Why not turn this thing into a sonic purifier and try it?"