In front of the ruins of the tomb of the king of Yinxu, tourists come and go.

Jiang Wuya held the compass in his hand, turned left and right, and said something in his mouth, with the momentum of a feng shui master.

"Xu Qianren Zi Ji Ji, Ugly Gen Yin Jia Yichen first, Si Bing Ding Wei Kun Shenhe, Geng You turned out to be the day after tomorrow."

Although there are words in his mouth, it is obvious that he has not learned mathematics well, and his brain power is a little unable to keep up.

So Liu Lin was on the side, holding the computer, and pressed it randomly along with the longitude and latitude of his compass.

The two of them were very busy, and finally seemed to have finally come to a conclusion, Jiang Wuya looked excited.

"If there are a thousand locks when the door is closed, there must be a prince living here! Brothers, copy the guys and enter the ancient tomb! ”

Ding Yong and the bald uncle Xie Guangyuan next to him looked disgusted.

"Cut, nonsense, this is originally the ruins of the royal tomb, it's strange if there is no ancient tomb!"

A few people were about to enter, but Jiang Han came over and stopped a few people.

"There's no need to go in, we've already investigated in advance, and there is no host for the Bronze Mirror here.

In fact, there are not only these few Yin Ruins, and the Yin Ruins that people are excavating now are just the tip of the iceberg. Most of the real Yin ruins are still buried underground.

Let's take this as the center to find the real Yin Ruins and find the owner of the bronze mirror. ”

Jiang Han blew his hair, revealing a look of confidence and arrogance.

The rest of the people, although a little surprised, also felt that there was some truth.

The Yin ruins that people have discovered now are roughly composed of the ruins of the palace and temple of Yinxu, the ruins of the tomb of the king of Yinxu, the Huanbei shopping mall, the ruins of Hougang, the ruins of settlements, the family cemetery, the oracle bone cellar, the copper casting ruins, the handicraft workshop and so on. In total, it covers an area of 36 square kilometers.

The former Shang Dynasty has experienced a history of more than 500 years and created a splendid ancient Chinese civilization.

Its territory area probably includes more than ten provinces and cities now, and two capitals have appeared one after another, how can it be that only such a small trace is left.

Most of the ruins are still buried deep underground. This is undoubtedly a great loss to Chinese civilization.

However, this also seems to make it more difficult to find the host of the tomb. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack, with no clue.

At this moment, Long Ruolan, who had been isolated on the side, suddenly walked over silently.

She still looked cold, did not speak, but picked up the drawing board in her arms.

She looked at Jiang Han, who looked handsome, hesitated for a moment, and finally handed the drawing board to Liu Lin.

In that painting, there is a high hillside, and at the bottom of the hillside is a black soil, and a large river runs through it. The river is rolling, and above the river, there is a goshawk hovering.

"What do you mean?" Liu Lin looked at her strangely. She didn't speak, still looking at Liu Lin with those ethereal eyes.

Damn, you can't be a dumb person, right?

Liu Lin suddenly had an eerie feeling, this girl really had a ghostly aura.

"You mean the tomb is in this river?"

Long Ruolan nodded slightly, then took back the drawing board and stepped aside again.

I once heard people talk about this mysterious girl, and many of her paintings have become reality. It's also a mystical power she has.

Liu Lin is still a bit of a monk and is confused. The rest of the people chattered and argued.

"How is that possible? Who would build a tomb in the water? Does he like to swim? Ding Yong expressed strong skepticism.

"You have a head, maybe it's just a means to hide people's ears. What tomb robber would think that there is an ancient tomb in the water? Jiang Wuya immediately reacted-for-tat.

"Hey, hey, don't forget, it's been three thousand years, and the river has already changed direction, maybe it was a flat land before?" The bald uncle Xie Guangyuan also expressed his opinion.

"Stop, stop, stop arguing, now check what rivers are nearby, and then walk along the riverbank, looking carefully." Jiang Han suddenly looked like a domineering president again, stopped the argument of several people, and came to a conclusion.

Although a few people were a little unhappy in their hearts, there was no other way, so they should try their luck.

The well-known nearby is the Ganges River, and after Jiang Wuya's calculations, Ding Yong drove the car and pushed forward all the way upstream.

Along the way, I enjoyed the infinitely good scenery, but the bronze mirrors on several people never responded.

It was already dark, but several people came to a remote wilderness.

I had planned to find a hotel to stay overnight and then move on tomorrow morning. But suddenly I found a very strange old locust tree.

This old locust tree, about three or four people, in a circle, can hug its body.

The thick branches, teeth and claws, were like monsters.

The dark night faintly reveals a faint demonic aura.

"I'll go, it's weird, brothers, get out of here!" Jiang Wuya noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly reminded everyone to retreat.

Jiang Han was thoughtful, and said lightly: "This ancient acacia tree should also have a history of one or two thousand years." If you can summon its tree spirit, you may be able to find out the secret of the bronze mirror's owner. ”

After hearing this, everyone felt that it made a lot of sense. But here's the question, who dares to provoke Gu Huai with such a strong demonic spirit?

Suddenly, Miss Ji Yue, who hadn't spoken much all the way, said something to Jiang Han again. Looking at the meaning, I very much agree with his idea.

This brought Jiang Wuya a huge motivation, in order to behave well in front of the beauties, he rushed to get out of the car and ran to Gu Huai.

This little Comrade Jiang really has two brushes. I saw a few charms in my hand burning, and a peachwood sword appeared in my hand, swaying wildly, and there were words in my mouth.

"Om Fa Fa Zha Zha Pu takes the ghosts of the people, and is as urgent as the law."

However, after working for a long time, it was useless. It may be that this old dryad, with high mana, is not afraid of this young man in his eyes.

Liu Lin felt that the opportunity had come, and it seemed that only by going out in person could he impress Ji Yuefang's heart.

"Come on, come on, Xiao Jiang, let me go, you can rest first."

Liu Lin said, a hellish flame ignited in his hand, and then said fiercely: "Old tree monster, if you don't show up, Lao Tzu will burn you!"

Liu Lin's intimidation was really useful. The sound of "whoosh" sounded, and I saw that the dense branches and leaves suddenly trembled.

The thick bark of the tree swirls and twists, and the shape of a large face appears on the tree.

However, the face was furious, like a grimace.

"What kind of thief, dare to make a mistake in front of Lao Huai!"

A muffled voice sounded, and the two big branches, as if they had become arms, swayed and stretched out towards Liu Lin.

Liu Lin was frightened, and in an instant, he quickly put away the hell flames, bowed, and begged for mercy.

"Huaiye, rest your anger, stop your anger. The little one just admires Huai Ye's majesty and domineering, and specially came to worship your heroic posture, so as to get some fairy spirit and strengthen your luck. If you are offended, please bear with me. ”

A meal of flattery, it really worked, and Lao Huai really lost his anger. The two large branches were retracted and restored to their original state. The old face on the tree has also become much kinder.

"Well, even if you kid is clever and sensible, let's say, what is there to ask Lao Huai?"

Liu Lin hurriedly took out the bronze mirror of the Shang Dynasty and placed it in front of Lao Huai.

"Hahahaha...... It turned out to be a bronze mirror of the Shang Dynasty, which is not difficult for Lao Huai. ”