The line does not belong to the remaining veins of the Xing'an Mountains, the mountains on both sides are gentle, the direction of the whole valley is the east-west trend, the north and south sides are mountains, the middle place receives the sunshine for a short time all the year round, it seems gloomy, the valley is full of rotten branches and grass, except for some low and sparse shrubs, there are no trees, out of a valley trees are more sparse, under the guidance of the compass of the Xijiang River, the primeval forest ends here, and then hundreds of miles forward is the vast Hulunbei prairie.

At that time, it was almost dusk, the morning glow was full of sky, Xijiang climbed the hillside, looked out, carefully looked at the terrain in the valley against the oldest map in his hand, and took out the compass to identify the direction of the gossip.

While Xijiang was talking to the professor, Qiu Yan also looked around. Leaning over and looking, there is a blue stream not far in front of him, about one or two zhang wide, the water surface is very clear, the opposite side of the stream is a flat land, not very wide, about the length and width of only seven or eight zhang.

"What do you think of this feng shui?" However, at this time, Xijiang seemed to notice Qiu Yan's movements, stepped forward, and asked.

"Senior, don't dare to make assertions in front of you. ”

"You see, the three directions on the left and right of the flat land, are continuous and do not feel the peaks, if the volcanic is connected, the flat ground will be tightly embraced, describing a posture around the mountain, this kind of terrain is in response to a sentence in the "Funeral Sutra". The original vein of the terrain, the original bones of the mountain, the east and west of the snake, or the north and south, the thousand feet for the potential, the hundred feet for the shape, the potential to the shape, is said to be all Qi, the whole place, when the burial of its place, rich and noble three generations. ”

However, the fly in the ointment is that the mountain peak is not very high, and the canopy of the trees on it is covered with leaves, and the thick shade covers most of the sun, making the flat land a little dark, and almost becoming a very fierce place, but the heavens give the flat land a little life. ”

"This vitality is the stream in front of the flat land, the waves on the water surface, after a series of refractions, part of it shines on the flat land, although it does not make the flat land as bright as the outside, but there are also a little soft lines, so that this flat land has not fallen into a fierce place, but has become a medium-low feng shui burial ground, compared to the collective cemetery in the countryside, this burial ground is not a star and a half, but too much, too much. ”

"Thank you, old man, for the point. Qiu Yan realized something and said softly.

"Young man, you see that the terrain of this line of no return is stable and strong, and there is a sense of swallowing everything, one end is the grassland, and the other end is connected with the Xing'an Mountains, the Hulunbei grassland is like a vast ocean, and the line is like a river that flows into the sea. "Xijiang wants to wear it, and he is like a connoisseur.

"Traveling thousands of miles a day, how much distance is there from the burial god eunuch, can you find it?" Le Jin asked, standing side by side with the professor.

Xijiang lowered his eyes and sighed, and said wistfully. "When the moon is in the middle of the sky, look at the celestial signs and ask about the astrolabe. ”

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It was getting late, the sun was sinking into the western horizon, and the great forest was about to be swallowed up in shadows. It's too early to get midnight, Qiu Yan and his party set up camp under a big tree on the hillside, Xijiang built a bonfire to prepare to boil water and hot rice, when the moon rose directly above the valley, Qiu Yan lay on his back on the grass and looked up at the sky, the afterglow of vision will produce an illusion, the highest hills on both sides are like two huge arms, wrapping the group in it, Qiu Yan stretched out his palm to the bright moon in the sky, as if he was touching.

"Qiu Yan. Xiao Li made the bed from the tent, saw the man, and called softly.

"Huh?" Qiu Yan tilted her forehead slightly, and her narrow eyes looked at her.

"I always had an uneasy feeling that this trip might be dangerous. ”

"It's not possible, it's certain. ”

"Actually, you don't have to take risks for me, you can get out of that place of imprisonment and take a look at the beauty of this world, you are already satisfied, and you don't need to care about Uncle Clan's words." Xiao Li lowered her eyes, and the bonfire in the distance was reflected on her side face, which was extremely moving, and there was a trace of imperceptible sadness between her eyebrows.

Qiu Yan got up, stroked her cheek, brushed a strand of hair hanging from her ear behind her ear, and said softly. "Do you remember the oath you made in the tomb?"

Xiao Li didn't say anything, she was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, she no longer looked at the man next to her, her eyes looked at the stream, looking at the green mountains and green waters, the lake and the mountains, there was a wind blowing, floating her hair fluttering slightly in the wind, strange and gentle.

After a short time, Li Mowu came from the deep woods, carrying a few caught game in his hands, which seemed to be hares. However, the appearance of this hare is somewhat strange, with a black black coat, a rather large body, a very uneven appearance, and an unusually thick hind legs.

He walked up to Qiu Yan, raised the trophy in his hand, and pursed the corners of his lips. "Well, are you interested in having a drink? ”

Seven people roasted game around the bonfire, except for Xijiang who distributed a small bowl made of salt rock to each person, there was no sound, everyone was silent, the game rack flipped over the fire and barbecued, Xijiang felt that the atmosphere was a little depressing, so he joked about some past chatter, but everyone had their own thoughts, whether they were listening or not, they were also free to everyone.

Regarding the tomb robbery, Xiao Li was more disgusted, after all, she was a mausoleum keeper, and her ancestor Lu was the originator of the Jieling Gate. And Qiu Yan had seen some of the knowledge from the book, and most of it was described by Zhang Yanfeng before.

Tomb robberies have always been divided into two kinds: civil and official, and the official thieves are all open fire, picking the emperor's tomb, and even using the army. And the folk also have amateur and professional, amateur what to dig what, professional than Xijiang with experience to find some nobles and princes.

The key to robbing the tomb is to be able to find the ancient tomb, this is a very deep knowledge, in China thousands of years of dynasties, the construction and selection of the mausoleum are different, each has its own methods, up and down the colonel, the connection between the middle, no one can speculate why. Even the always cold Le Jin listened to it very intriguedly, and asked Xijiang for some questions.

At the same time, Li Mowu, who had not moved, suddenly interjected, his voice with a slight trill.

"Guys, we seem to be in big trouble. ”

After saying that, everyone couldn't help but be curious, and looked around, only to see a pair of eyes in the depths of the dark forest, and the sudden light up made people shudder.