On the way down the mountain, Zhang Chu looked at the soil with grass and was even more sure: "Look at it, the color of this soil is also different from other places. ”

"This is loess, and the other mountain, which is black soil, is different. ”

Zhang Chu swore and said: "Therefore, the soil in this mountain must have been transported from other places, and it was piled up into a mountain. This is the evidence, and the evidence is ironclad. ”

“…… Yes yes yes, evidence, evidence. ”

Wang Feng nodded perfunctorily, he didn't care at all about what the royal tomb was not the royal tomb. He is not a tomb robber, and he is definitely not interested in the royal tombs, imperial tombs or anything.

Besides, even if this mountain is really a royal tomb, what can it do?

Can they dig up the mountain and find out?

This is clearly unrealistic.

At the same time, Zhang Chu also felt hurt, he was so excited...... Wang Feng's reaction was so cold.

His blood was cold all of a sudden.

Hey, it's hard to find a soulmate.

Zhang Chu shook his head and sighed helplessly.

It was easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and it took almost two hours for the two to reach the bottom of the mountain.

The main thing is this mountain, which is high and steep, covering a radius of four or five miles. In addition, the mountains are densely covered with thorns, and clumps of shrubs are entangled with each other, and only small gaps exist.

The only passage is for the herb pickers to cut through the thorns and thorns in the gaps. After walking so many times a year, it barely forms a sheep intestine path, which is tortuous and winding like a ring.

So the two of them went around and around, and they could be regarded as returning to the bottom of the ravine smoothly.

"Yes, it must be here. ”

Zhang Chu stood in the wide ravine and said chiseledly: "This is the Ming Hall, a place of worship. In ancient times, if someone sacrificed to the royal tomb, it must have been held in this place. ”

"So here, the view is more open. ”

Zhang Chu pointed to the tidal flats and said: "In ancient times, there must have been no stagnant water here, let alone any weeds and shrubs. It's just that because two or three thousand years have passed, no one has taken care of it, and it is naturally overgrown. ”

"Of course, the terrain of the mountains here may change somewhat. ”

Zhang Chu sighed: "After all, three thousand years have passed, and the vicissitudes of life. It's a miracle that the general outline can be maintained here......"

"yes, miracles. ”

Wang Feng nodded, and then beckoned: "Let's go, it's time to go back." If you keep grinding, the sun will go down. ”

“…… It's early. ”

Having said that, Zhang Chu still turned around step by step and followed Wang Feng back to the small mountain village. Along the way, he stopped and stopped, taking pictures with his mobile phone from time to time, and surveying the surrounding geographical and hydrological environment.

The energy of concentration is believed by geologists.

The problem is that this guy is actually a feng shui master.

Wang Feng shook his head, indicating that he couldn't understand.

After walking for more than half an hour, I have returned to the mountain village, and I can see the people. Looking back, the lonely mountain has been hidden between the layers of mountains, and the view is blocked, and it can no longer be seen.

At this moment, Zhang Chu suddenly said, "Wang Feng, I'm not leaving." ”

"What?" Wang Feng was stunned.

"I'm here to stay. Zhang Chu said solemnly: "I want to investigate this true dragon treasure land and confirm the direction of the dragon's cave sand water in feng shui, which will take time ......."

"Huh?"

Wang Feng was stunned, really stunned.

"So I'll trouble you for a while, talk to Du Nanxing......" Zhang Chu was also a little embarrassed: "In the next period of time, I want to stay at his house...... Rest assured, I give money. ”

“…… It's not a matter of money or not. ”

Wang Feng scratched his head: "The key is...... Forget it, just stay, just stay, I'll stay too. ”

"Huh?"

At this moment, it was Zhang Chu's turn to be stunned.

"I've heard him say that forging a sword is not an easy task. ”

Wang Feng explained: "Once he starts forging swords, he has to concentrate on all his body and mind, and he has no time to take care of things outside his body. ”

"I also understand his temperament, since he promised to help me forge the sword, then when the sword is cast, it will definitely be returned to me without any charge. ”

Wang Feng smiled: "So I want to stay and help him do some chores." Three meals a day, pulling the box and blowing the fire, no problem. ”

"Yes. Zhang Chu hurriedly said, "I can also help." ”

"Cheng, in a moment, I'll talk to him. ”

Wang Feng nodded, followed the road in the village, and walked in the direction of Dunanxing.

Knock knock, knock knock......

Caught off guard, there was a deafening sound from the side.

The two were taken aback, couldn't help but rub their ears, and ran away. At this time, in a nearby building, a group of people gathered, and a huge sound came from the crowd.

Looking at the situation, it seems to be very lively.

The two looked at each other and changed direction in unison.

Getting closer, the two found that the so-called building, it was a village temple.

The blue bricks and black tiles, the pillars at the door, are very solemn. In front of the temple gate, there is a spacious ping. More than a dozen people, gathered in it, around a big drum.

The deafening movement is the sound of the drum.

Knock knock, knock knock......

When the two of them walked to the middle of the ping, they saw an old man who picked up a stick, that is, a drum and pestle, and struck it heavily.

The loud sound immediately poured into everyone's ears, and everyone instinctively covered their ears.

Burst......

In the end, a piercing movement still passed through everyone's eardrums, allowing them to discover that something was wrong.

Because this voice is so special, hoarse and dull.

At the right time, the old man put down the drum and pestle and said a word in dialect.

Wang Feng understood and told Zhang Chu: "The drum is broken." ”

"Oh. ”

Zhang Chu nodded ignorantly.

Then the two of them saw that the old man commanded a few people, lifted the big drum, and laid it flat on the ground. Then he took a piece of cloth, soaked it in water, and slowly rubbed it on the drum.

The drum surface is soaked, and everyone gathers around, and you can see that there are fine cracks.

"It's aging. Wang Feng guessed. The main thing is this big drum, the drum body is full of traces, and the red paint is falling off badly. The quaint and old-fashioned tone is known to be some years old at a glance.

Wipe off the dirt on the drum surface with a damp cloth, and everyone can see it more clearly.

Cracks, like cobwebs, criss-crossed. If left unattended, it is estimated that after a while, the drum surface will be broken into a sieve.

The old man frowned, and said two more words.

"This drum needs to be overhauled and reskinned. ”

Wang Feng translated: "Only by covering the drum with new skin can we redeem it." Otherwise, the drum will be useless. ”

"Why don't you just get a new drum?"

Zhang Chu was puzzled.

"New drums are expensive. ”

Caught off guard, someone next to him said: "And this uncle knows how to nitrate skin, he has found that the drum surface is broken more than half a month ago, and then he made a cowhide and prepared to replace it with a new drum surface......

When the two turned around, they saw Du Nanxing's smiling face.

"Why did you come back? ”

He beckoned and smiled: "If you don't come back, I will wonder if you are lost." ”