Qin Hui took a dry feng shui gentleman to check on the spot, most of those feng shui gentlemen are half-hangers, they can only slap horses, and they add oil and vinegar under flattery. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Qin Hui listened to the ear, coupled with the wind and water in the region, and the lush atmosphere, he was very satisfied, and immediately rewarded Lai Buyi and moved his ancestor's mountain tomb here.

Lai Buyi immediately packed up after returning home, sneaked away with the family, and left incognito.

He knew that this layout would soon be retributed to Qin Hui, and the current dragon vein would help Qin Hui a lot, but then it became a big murderer, and it would definitely lead to the disaster of killing.

Qin Hui naturally didn't know about this, he was reused by Gaozong, and climbed all the way to worship the prime minister and the title of extremely popular minister, feeling that he was already the order of the prince, so he made a big deal of fornicating with foreign countries and betraying the country, thinking that he could become a prince of the south.

But one night, the feng shui treasure land was stormy, and under the lightning and thunder, the earth trembled, and the mountains shifted. Not long after the rain passed, Qin Hui was executed.

Lai Buyi rushed to that place when he heard the news, and after only taking a look, he couldn't help but sigh: "There is no geography here, and there is no reason for this place." ”

Since then, Lai Buyi has been depressed.

"Qin Hui deserves it, and Lai Buyi didn't do anything wrong, why should he die depressed?" Jinhua, who was fascinated by the listening, couldn't help but ask.

"Look at the big picture, look at the people and look at the small. Lai Buyi blamed himself not for Qin Hui, but for the environmental changes in the entire Dragon Vein region. Li Shaoyun interjected, "It was this layout of blocking the dragon's lair that deliberately changed the entire dragon vein region, which caused a drastic change later, not only Qin Hui, but in fact, everything in the entire region was implicated. ”

"Implicated? Could it be that a lot of the neighborhood has been destroyed? Several people asked in unison.

"It wasn't that bad, but for hundreds of years, the place was poor." Li Shaoyun smiled.

"No wonder our village has always been poor...... "The village chief didn't know when he stood next to everyone, and sighed to himself.

"Let's go, it's impossible to go down to Liu Ji's cemetery from here." Li Shaoyun greeted everyone. The blocked dragon's lair is like a volcanic crater that has been forcibly sealed, and the gods can't bear it if they go down directly from here.

Obviously, among the group of people who were digging holes on the hillside three miles away, there were masters who were worthy of public opinion, and they also saw this. The thief cave is not to avoid people's eyes and ears, but just to avoid the huge energy gathered here because of the sealing of the dragon's lair.

Since someone has already made a hole for theft, there is no need to use it in vain.

However, Zeng Yifan still had a faint sense of unease, there seemed to be something more terrifying than a living corpse in that thief cave. Even if there is a prison bull lock dragon key, it is impossible to predict the future without any clues. Compared with the Fuxi gossip map, it is still a little worse.

Of course, if you can all know, this day will not be over.

In the distance, thick black smoke could be seen rising from the burial place like a pillar, a foul smell peculiar to the burning of grease wafted down the wind, a large number of birds flew away in terror, and some small animals fled in panic from the grass on the ridges.

There were several tractors parked in front of the burial ground, full of large and small bottles and cans, and a large pit had been dug to the south, and a raging fire was burning inside, and it was from here that black smoke and stench emanated.

Several sturdy men wearing large masks and agricultural plastic gloves down to the crook of their elbows are wiping off the carrion from the corpses with rolls of coarse straw paper, and the cleaned bones are stuffed directly into the porcelain jars, while four men with sprayers on their backs are constantly spraying a mist mixed with spirits to drive away the stench in the air.

There are a dozen or so corpses that have not yet been disposed of, and the entire burial ground behind them has been dug up, and a large tractor used for ploughing is dragging a rolling plough frame, persistently digging the ground repeatedly.

"Ahem...... Cough...... A few of them came. "A man who was tightly wrapped from head to toe walked towards us, and I could tell by the sound that he was Jiang Dayou.

"All the corpses in this field were turned out, and according to the master's orders, only the bones were left, and the rest were burned, and the villagers were very cooperative."

In fact, when Li Shaoyun just proposed to dig up the burial ground and clean up all the corpses, a large number of villagers jumped out with red faces and thick necks to oppose it repeatedly, saying that it was disturbing the ancestors and greatly disrespecting the deceased.

It's just that when Li Shaoyun said that if these corpses are not disposed of, they will become living corpses, no one has a second word.

The human instinct for survival is irresistible, and the villagers who are constantly busy in front of them are not blaspheming their ancestors, they are only eliminating potential threats to their own survival and development.

No matter how deep-rooted a tradition or belief may be, it must be built on the basis of survival.

"That's where you got out?" Zeng Yifan squatted next to a haystack, pulled some debris with a branch, and asked Han Li.

"That's it, I found a lot of vines to hide in, threw a torch out, and then I got into it, but I didn't expect it to be empty, and as soon as the vines broke, I fell. That hole......" Han Li was proud in his words, in short, not only did he not die, but he also discovered the thief hole.

"Huh? What about people? Han Li was still shaking his head and smug there, but he found that everyone was squatting around the hole to study, and no one listened to his heroic history.

"What is this?" Zhang Mengmeng stared at some carapace-like things in Zeng Yifan's hand and asked. The mutilated limbs that looked like insects were scattered in the grass near the entrance to the cave, and there were quite a few of them.

"There's something weird about this thing." Zeng Yifan frowned and said.

As archaeologists, Zhang Mengmeng, Tengge and Jinhua immediately began to get busy, they found a white silk handkerchief to carry around, and used tweezers to pick up all these carapaces scattered in the grass and put them on the silk handkerchief one by one.

When they were almost done, the three of them began to fight.

Sure enough, it was a small black bug, the size of a broad bean, and there was a strange white pattern on the black carapace on its back, like a robe outlined with threads. Reflecting the sunlight, the black carapace faintly shone with a hint of dark red, like blood that had been coagulated for a long time. But strangely, this bug actually has no feet.

"Bloodcoat?!"

"It's a bloodcoat!"

Zeng Yifan and Li Shaoyun are almost the same.

From Li Shaoyun's speechless eyes, Zeng Yifan saw what he wanted to say: When encountering a blood-clothed worm, it is better to encounter a thousand-year-old zombie spirit!

The Bloodcoat Worm can easily be mistaken for an insect, but it's hard to imagine that it's actually a strange creature.