Just as Yang Qiao expected, Lu Weijiu also thought a lot of things for some of the things he saw in the tomb.

"That ancient tomb, there are traces of the feng shui layout of the pre-Qin Qi refiner, there should be some schemes, but the teacher can't completely guess it now, but Liu Ji's layout is ......" After pondering for a moment, Lu Weijiu continued to speak: "Looking at Liu Ji's arrangement, it seems that the dragon vein was deliberately left to you. ”

Hearing Lu Weijiu's words, Yang Qiao's first reaction was disbelief.

As early as more than 600 years ago, Liu Ji entered the ancient tomb of Zeng Hou Yi and made a feng shui arrangement, well, it is indeed a decoration, but what does this have to do with himself? More than 600 years ago, no matter how powerful Liu Bowen was, he didn't know that there would be a me later, right?

It is already possible to predict the national situation and fortune for a hundred years, and that may be possible, but you want to say that there is a person who can predict the future generations six hundred years ago, and what is the name of the next generation, and will come here in a certain year and month, so it is too unbelievable to leave him a thing six hundred years in advance.

This kind of thing is unheard of, but I'm afraid that even Master Lu Weijiu can't do it.

Although Yang Qiao didn't say what he thought in his heart, that look betrayed him, and when Lu Weijiu saw it, he naturally guessed what the apprentice was thinking. He said slowly: "Although it is difficult to accurately predict people and things in 600 years, it is not absolutely impossible. ”

Belch......

Hearing his words, Yang Qiao was stunned, could there really be such a magical prophecy technique? His mind was a little confused, and he couldn't help but think of the legendary song of baked cakes left by Liu Bowen, as well as the picture of pushing back left by Yuan Tiangang in the Tang Dynasty, and so on.

originally thought that Lu Weijiu said that it was impossible for Liu Bowen to set up a bureau to leave the dragon vein for himself, but now he was a little shaken in his heart.

Just when his mind was a little confused, Lu Weijiu continued: "However, it is easy to predict the general trend, and it is very difficult to be accurate to the specific personnel...... I can't confirm this matter now, but Liu Ji's layout in the tomb of Marquis Yi of Zeng is indeed to leave blessings for future generations, and I don't know exactly why he did this. ”

Lu Weijiu's words caused Yang Qiao to think deeply, and he remembered that he had a strange feeling from the time he entered the tomb of Zeng Hou Yi, from the stone door, to the medicine ding, to everything behind, every information revealed was very mysterious, as if someone deliberately left a mark thousands of years ago, so that future generations could find out, and leave it to future generations of feng shui masters to solve the puzzle.

Liu Bowen...... What message is it trying to convey through the tomb of Marquis Tsang?

No, not only in the tomb of Zeng Houyi, but earlier, in Zhang Dingbian's tomb, in Chen Youliang's tomb, looking back on the scenes, Yang Qiao vaguely felt that Liu Bowen seemed to have set up a big chess game.

But now I'm in the middle of the game, in the fog, and I still can't see everything clearly.

I had to put things aside for the time being, and then think about it when there was more information. Anyway, with the green dragon vein in hand, Yang Qiao finally took another step towards the road of collecting the world's dragon veins.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but with this first time, you can do it again later, and you can be more comfortable.

……

At the same time, on the other side of the city.

In the quiet room, the blue-white light from the east seemed to open the curtain for heaven and earth, and little by little the soft white light gradually sharpened.

It is dawn in the East.

In the room, Liu Xiaofeng lit an incense stick and sat cross-legged on a straw mat on the ground.

The aroma is soothing, and the room is filled with a mysterious sense of tranquility.

This is the morning class he must do every day, and every morning from 6 to 8 o'clock, he must sit and meditate and accumulate vitality and practice. For many years, rain or shine.

Therefore, ordinary people only see Liu Xiaofeng as the representative of Qingtian Liu's generation, only look at his young age, but they can't imagine the effort and perseverance he has put in it.

People who can do great things will always have superhuman self-control.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, the sky was bright, and 10,000 golden rays of light swam into the room like swimming fish, flexibly illuminating the room with a golden yellow and vibrant.

The incense stick burned to the end, and Liu Xiaofeng also opened his eyes at this moment.

Across from him, someone opened his eyes at the same time, and then whispered, "How's the harvest?"

Liu Xiaofeng knew that when the person on the other side asked about his harvest, he was not asking about the current morning class, but about yesterday's incident in the tomb of Marquis Yi.

The person on the opposite side is Liu Xiaofeng's father, the contemporary head of the Liu family in Qingtian, Liu Chaoyang.

Yesterday, everyone only thought that Liu Xiaofeng rushed to Hubei to deal with the tomb of Marquis Yi, but no one knew that Liu Chaoyang, who was the first person in the domestic feng shui industry, had also secretly rushed here.

All this is due to a secret.

"In the tomb of Marquis Yi of Zeng, I saw Yang Qiao's methods, and he really deserved to be a disciple of that person. Liu Xiaofeng still sat cross-legged, as if muttering to himself.

In his mind, he unconsciously remembered the faint shadow of another person.

That person is called "Lu Weijiu".

Since Liu Xiaofeng debuted and became famous, he has not tasted a defeat, and the only failure was when he lost to Lu Weijiu, who is under the pseudonym of Yang Qiao, when he tested the feng shui layout on the Internet.

This has become a piece of Liu Xiaofeng's heart, in his heart, this time he came to Wuhan, he didn't see the idea of "Lu Weijiu" competing with one.

However, after knowing that Yang Qiao was Lu Weijiu's disciple, his heart was a little delicate.

In Zeng Houyi's underground palace, in such a dangerous environment, he was able to take others to find the coffin of the main tomb, almost unscathed, and moved under the noses of the onmyoji Abe Jinyue and himself, and stole the dragon veins in the copper seal.

Even the disciples are like this, what level of strength should the strength of the deer master who sees the head and the tail of the divine dragon be?

"In any case, the Amber Yin-Yang Fish must be brought back. ”

Under the golden sun, Liu Chaoyang's face was solemn, and in the afterglow of a little cigarette, he looked more and more mysterious and lofty.

"Because that involves the big secret of our Qingtian Liu family. ”

……

On this day, Yang Qiao spent his days full of energy, but in school, although his energy was good, he did not focus on studying, and he always unconsciously thought of the onmyoji Abe Jinyue and Liu Xiaofeng.

always felt that when he threw the copper seal to Liu Xiaofeng, the two of them looked at him strangely.

I hope there is no follow-up to the end of the hand.

At the end of school, there was a little accident, and when the class representative Ai Qing passed by him, he accidentally tripped under his feet.

At that time, she was holding a pile of homework books in her hand, and this time she lost her balance and threw herself forward. As a result, Yang Qiao reacted immediately, flashed out of his seat, held Ai Qing with one hand, and swiped a few times in the air with the other hand, and immediately held all the homework books that flew out in his hands.

The classmates who saw this scene were all dumbfounded, this kind of physical reaction is simply the superhero Spider-Man in an American blockbuster.

You must know that Yang Qiao was still sitting in his seat at that moment just now, but in the blink of an eye, he jumped to Ai Qing's side and held her body that was about to fall.

Forget it, the dozens of homework books in Ai Qing's hand flew out, and they were messy in the air, even if people stood there and couldn't grasp them with both hands, right? But as soon as Yang Qiao stretched out his hand, as if he was doing a magic trick, all the homework books fell obediently on his hands.

This kind of performance is so visually impactful that everyone who sees it is stupid.

Yang Qiao reacted, and knew that he had done a bit of a job, so he didn't care about explaining, helped Ai Qing up, handed her the homework book, and didn't care about her blushing face and thanking her, put the schoolbag behind her back, and flashed out of the classroom.

In his heart, he knew that he had become very different from his classmates in the classroom.

On the way home, Yang Qiao had a phone call with the fat man Hu Tu, Yan Yan and Ma Xiaoling, and used another mobile phone to send a message back to Dong Shengli. Recently, I've been busy exploring ancient tombs, but I've neglected his side.

After thinking about it, he sent another message to the third uncle and Mai Zhengyi and greeted them. Although the last time in the tomb of Zeng Hou Yi, the third uncle's purpose was to rob the tomb, but everyone's personal relationship is not bad, and they will not contact because of this.

When he returned home, Yang Qiao opened the door of the house, and his relaxed mood suddenly tensed because he had finished handling all the chores.

Because at home, he saw two strangers.

One of them is Liu Xiaofeng.

At this moment, Yang Qiao was like a male lion with a fried hair, his eyes narrowed, and his heart was extremely vigilant.

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