Fan Yang smiled awkwardly.

"How is this possible, but let me make an assumption, is there a place like this, it is a salt marsh lake, at an altitude of four or five thousand meters above sea level, this should be called a mountain lake, right?"

Director Zhou pondered: "Salt marsh lake, are you afraid of the salt lake?"

"No, it's a mountain lake, just like the Tianchi of Changbai Mountain, the kind on a very high mountain, the lake water is salty, and there is a thick stone shell on it, like a stalagmite-like structure, covering the surface of the lake. ”

Director Zhou complained: "This stupid boy, what kind of lake is this, at most it is a pool, if the surface is covered with a stalagmite-like structure, it proves that the water source is heavy and alkaline, and it is generally sulfurous, what's wrong?"

"I also heard that two years ago I was in Kangding, Sichuan, and I heard that there was a small gold mountain in it, about four or five thousand meters above sea level, and there were many people panning for gold in the ditch left on that mountain, and then it was said that there was a gold lake on the mountain, and the sand in the lake was dug out of all gold, I want to ask if there is such a thing as a gold lake?"

"Kangding?"

Director Zhou's head turned around suddenly, and his face was serious and a little eager: "Where did you hear it? Is it a local legend?

Fan Yang immediately realized that something was wrong: "Time? It seems to be talking about the Qing Dynasty, hundreds of years ago, it seems to be circulated in mythological stories." ”

Director Zhou's eyes instantly became sharp: "Myth, does Tibetan Buddhism have the myth of the Golden Lake?

"Well, I've heard that. ”

"Think about it again, who did you listen to, can you find the place?"

"At the temple fair in Kangding, the Buddha Bathing Festival, I heard a fellow who sold beef offal soup at that time, is this legend credible?"

"Temple fair? local or out-of-towner?"

Director Zhou's eyes were already a little fanatical, and he asked where he was again and again.

Fan Yang just didn't say it.

"I said, what's going on, I'll just ask, it's just hearsay, maybe you can really find a gold mine?"

Director Zhou slowly relaxed, and sighed: "It's not that you can't find it, it's a matter of attitude, you must pay attention to legends, legends will always have some basis, do you know that these inconspicuous legends, how many big mines have been found?" Especially in the mountains and grasslands, we should pay more attention to the legend, especially the place name with the gold word, we should pay more attention, there is an old gold ditch in Inner Mongolia, the legend has an old man digging sand and burying horses there, and found out two pieces of dog's head gold, Li Hongzhang, the minister of Beiyang, sent people to explore, the result is accurate, the whole 500 kilometers long mine was explored, and the mining is not finished until now, and the mud ditch gold mine in Guizhou is also found according to the legend, and there are more to find. ”

Fan Yang pretended to be stupid and said, "What is the dog's head gold?"

"It's naturally occurring lump gold. ”

"Isn't it a fortune to find that?"

Director Zhou smiled: "That's all the country, what kind of wealth." ”

Fan Yang still refused to give up: "Then if the legend is true, there is really such a gold lake, does that mean that there is a gold mine behind it?"

Director Zhou didn't think about it: "Of course, if there is flowing water on the high mountain, the mountain is empty, plus calcium carbonate deposits, it is alteration ore, most of which is associated with gold and sulfur, this kind of ore has a very high gold content, second only to Carlin-type gold mine, if you can really find it, you can make great contributions to the country." ”

"What do you mean?"

Director Zhou explained: "Didn't I tell you just now, granite ore, quartz ore, alteration ore, this kind of mining value is extremely high, generally exists in the karst cave of the mountain, and can be dug with two hoes." ”

Confirming this, Fan Yang became relaxed instead.

tried his best to hide the smile on his face.

As soon as we talked about it, we happened to be in the place.

Bypassing a mountain wall, it suddenly became clear in front of him, and Fan Yang, who was holding the handlebar, looked sluggish at first glance.

So beautiful.

Even with Fan Yang's character, a guy who has no feeling for the scenery, and a person who is completely indifferent to Denghua Mountain like looking at a stone, is also intoxicated by the beauty of this scene, and even shocked.

This is a flat belt halfway up the mountainside, and at the corner of the sight, suddenly there is a palace-like gorgeous European-style building, built like Notre Dame Cathedral, and like a retro castle, the whole body is made of white rocks, towering and straight, in the middle is a bell tower, there are several European-style spires distributed around, and each rock seems to have been carefully carved, with temple-like stone pillars and juxtaposed oval windows, and it is also very old, and the white rock is densely covered with some mottled black, giving people the feeling of at least one or two hundred years。

That's it, there are a lot of such complex buildings in Europe, and the key is the mountains behind.

These mountains, which are supposed to be the main peaks of Medeo Mountain, enclose the building in the middle.

Cliffs on the side.

A woman in a nurse's outfit pushes an old man in a wheelchair on the edge of a cliff to watch the scenery.

Director Zhou put his hand on his forehead, carefully observed the peaks, and said with a smile: "Okay, good, the land surrounded by the six peaks, Wenqu and Wuqu, left and right, greedy wolf and broken army, or the land of Tibetan wind, in this place to increase blessings and longevity, if you are buried here, it is worth dying." ”

After finishing getting out of the car, I couldn't wait to take out the compass and measure it, jumping up and down around the building.

Zhang Gong next to him said: "Don't mind, our director likes some more traditional cultures with this hobby, do you have any research on feng shui?"

Fan Yang smiled: "Me?"

"Hmm. ”

Fan Yang shook his head again and again: "I don't know, I haven't studied it." ”

Zhang Gong said with a smile: "In our feng shui, the continuous mountains are called veins, there must be peaks on the mountains, judge the quality of the dragon veins, observe the mountain, look at the shape of the mountain, the best dragon vein has nine peaks, belonging to the number of Dayan, is the extreme among the people, you can bury the emperor, eight peaks can be buried a thousand years old, seven peaks can be buried by the emperor's relatives, six peaks are buried by the general minister, if ordinary people are buried here is rich and noble, several generations do not worry about food and clothing, these six or nine peaks are auspicious, five peaks below, that is, the overlord unloads the armor, there is good luck and evil. ”

Fan Yang exclaimed: "This is how this feng shui looks?"

Zhang Gong said with a smile: "It's almost, but it's still a lot of exquisiteness, our Tibetan feng shui pays attention to the nine peaks of the Big Dipper." Fingers counted: "Jumen Peak, Greedy Wolf Peak, Pojun Peak, Wenqu Peak, Wuqu Peak, Left Fu Peak, Right Bi Peak, Lian Zhen Peak, Lucun Peak, the shape of each peak is different, like the giant gate must be in the middle, the highest, the largest, the mountain shape must be square, there is momentum, to be worthy of the giant gate." ”

Zhang Gongzhi shook his head as he spoke: "It's a pity, this giant gate is there, but the door leaf is a little thinner." ”