Winter has begun in southern Sichuan in October, especially in this uncultivated forest, which is already feeling unusually cold. Five hours later, we barely climbed the Guizhu Mountain to the west of Heizhugou.

These few of us, except for the fat man and Qin Feng, have no experience in tomb robbing, Shunzi is okay, he has been a soldier for five years, and he has also participated in the counterattack against Vietnam, which is the best physique among us. As for me, I have lived in Chengdu since I was a child, and although Sichuan is mountainous, it is the first time I have come to this kind of place. The Heizhugou we are going to is the most dangerous section of the Hengduan Mountains. We walked in the waist-high bushes, and when we stepped on it, we could step on a pit more than ten centimeters deep, which were pressed out layer by layer of leaves for more than ten years, and on the top layer, we could barely see the outline of the rotten and blackened fallen leaves, and below, there was black mud, which was wrapped in thumb-sized grass pins. Grass bes, also known as ticks, usually lie dormant on grass and plants, and when they don't suck blood, they are the size of mung beans, but the ticks here are the same as my thumb, and if you suck it, you have to suck one hand dry.

We are wearing the military boots prepared by the fat men last night, although they can protect the feet from being bitten by insects, but the breathability is too poor, we are walking on the mountain road, it is a kind of excessive consumption, half a day down, my feet have been swollen and swollen, and then the military boots are tightly strangled, each foot is like stepping on the barb of the hemp rope, and I am in pain and my teeth are barred.

At this time, we stood at the top of the mountain, and as far as the eye could see, the black bamboo ditch under the mountain was covered with a layer of gray mist. The trees in the valley have turned dark green because they don't get sunlight all year round, and some of the leaves have even turned black. There are four other mountains on the north side of Guizhu Mountain, and the five mountains are arranged in a fan shape, and finally converge at the northeast corner and connect with the black bamboo ditch behind. Seeing this, I can't help but feel a spirit, as long as you understand feng shui, you can see that the black bamboo ditch and these five mountains constitute a dragon claw.

To the northwest of the Hengduan Mountains is the Tanggula Mountains, one of China's five major dragon veins, and the two mountain ranges are connected underground. In other words, the Hengduan Mountains are a branch of the Tanggula Mountains in Sichuan, which is a vassal Zhonglong of Dalong, and this black bamboo ditch should be the dragon claw of this Zhonglong. This naturally formed mountain range is extremely difficult to form a fine small-headed feng shui, and the dragon veins are generally ethereal large-headed feng shui, especially these large dragon veins, which are basically formed on the large mountain ranges of a province or a country. Even if it is a vassal dragon vein, it has to be seen in the big head feng shui, but this black bamboo ditch is so subtle and weird that people can't understand it. I secretly thought, this black bamboo ditch, I'm afraid it is not naturally generated, this dragon claw is often full of sharp energy, in this pattern, even the great luck is irresistible. At that time, the ancient Shu Kingdom lasted for more than 700 years, but it perished in an instant, could it be that someone moved this dragon vein?

The "Book of Burial" says: The mourner is also angry, the five qi travels in the ground, and all things are born, and the qi responds, and the ghost blesses people. Therefore, there are famous tombs in the world. Gai Zhenlong made a fortune, traveled hundreds of miles, or dozens of miles, and formed a hole. And in front of the hole, the peaks and mountains are stacked, surrounded by water, stacked camphor layers, offering wonder in the back, the dragon vein hugs the guard, the sand and water are poor and gathered, then the spirit of the mountains and rivers, the elite of creation, condensed and integrated in it. It stands to reason that the dragon vein where this black bamboo ditch is located, and on this dragon claw, the people buried here are often people with extremely heavy grievances, using the sharp energy of the dragon claws to suppress the resentment of the corpse, even if the resentment is heavy, it is impossible to become a bloody corpse, so how could those few earthmen dig up the blood corpse back then?

My feng shui ability is only one and a half buckets of water, or my grandfather forced me to learn, according to his words: "Even if we juniors don't go to the ground, this gatekeeper skill still can't be lost." I turned my head to ask Qin Feng beside me, he was much better than me in this regard. Most of the Tufuzi of the Northern School are proficient in Feng Shui and Qimen Dunjia, and they can often judge where there are ancient tombs according to the trend of mountains and rivers, and they can determine the outline of ancient tombs according to caverning and extracting soil. It is often referred to as the dragon search point. Qin Feng looked up at me, smiled weirdly, got up and took out the folding sapper shovel from his backpack, this shovel is only the size of a book of dictionaries when folded, and it is extremely sharp, and the sound of workmanship is very small.

Qin Feng looked around, found an open land without shrubs, stepped on it with his feet, dug up the fallen leaves on the surface with a few shovels, dug a few more shovels, poured the rotten mud inside to the side, dug out a shovel of soil and poured it in front of us. He said to us Nunu, "Look at this, can you see anything?" ”

Junzi ran over and picked up a handful of soil and looked at it, and said in confusion: "It's nothing strange, isn't it the red clay common in Sichuan, nothing abnormal." "Although I haven't fought upside down, but since I was a child, I have listened to my grandfather talk about his experience when he was young, not to mention the fat man who is experienced in tomb robbing. This soil, there is a problem, this... Isn't it blood? The fat man still didn't dare to ask Qin Feng uncertainly.

"That's right, this is Bloodland." Qin Feng sat on the head of the folding shovel, lit a cigarette and took a hard breath, and said with a confused look, "I'm afraid this work is not easy to do, this is really a place to raise corpses." There are not many corpse raising places in the country that can not be found in this kind of red blood soil, and they are still on such a large scale. ”

Junko heard this for the first time, "When I fought Vietnam, I heard the Vietnamese say that some of their places are this kind of bloody land, as long as you go in, you will definitely not survive, what is this bloody land?" ”

"Blood Land, that's a treasure land of feng shui, and it's also a place to raise zombies." I said to Shunzi: "I have heard my old lady say before, this blood land is a big treasure hole in feng shui, as long as it is buried here, the descendants will definitely soar, but the corpse buried here, the soul cannot be reincarnated, it will be locked in the corpse and cannot come out, and this corpse will definitely turn into a bloody corpse." In other words, as long as he is buried here, the owner of the tomb can't survive, can't die. ”

Junko gasped and asked me in surprise, "Then in that case, why is there still someone buried here?" Can't you just change places? Couldn't other Feng Shui treasure points bless future generations? ”

"Huh...."I smiled bitterly, "This Feng Shui treasure point, especially on this dragon vein, is not so easy to talk about." Several big dragon veins in the country are all imperial tombs, how can ordinary people be buried there, only this bloody land is what those rich people can barely enjoy. Although many places are rumored to have bloody lands, they are actually ordinary red soil. In the past, those rich people were looking for this, but how could it be so easy. The feng shui masters who dotted the acupoints were also fooling around and fooling them with this red clay. But this is indeed the real blood soil, and as long as it is buried here, it will become a bloody corpse."