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During the Spring Festival, Gu Qinglan had already consulted the information and done enough homework on the tomb of Wuhou, and the mountains and terrain on all sides, including the traffic environment, etc., were all well understood.

So sitting in the car, Gu Qinglan pointed around and introduced Ding Ermiao:

"Zhuge Liang's cemetery is in the middle of the mountains. Surrounded by hills and mountains, surrounded by mountains and waters, it is usually known as the natural park in southern Shaanxi. There are a total of four mountains close to the tomb, which are called 'the front book case beam, the back pen peak mountain, the left land ridge, the right Wushan Gang' will be closely surrounded by the Wuhou mound.

There are a lot of pines and cypresses in the four mountains, even the sky covers the sun, if in the early years, when the scenic spot was not built, it is difficult for you to find the place where the tomb of Wuhou is. However, when you turn the bookcase beam, the terrain in front of you will suddenly open up, and there is no scenery in front of you......"

Ding Ermiao listened attentively and asked, "What kind of scenery will it be?" ”

Gu Qinglan sold it and said, "This scenery may involve feng shui, and you need to be a big expert to see it yourself." ”

Ding Ermiao smiled and said, "Okay, then go to the top of the mountain to have a look." ”

Ji Xiaoxiao played the steering wheel, and under the guidance of Gu Qinglan, she drove the car on the top of the hill along the winding mountain road.

Stepping out of the car, Ding Ermiao stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the cemetery of Zhuge Wuhou.

Seeing only the surrounding mountains, there are just nine hills, like a tumbling and galloping dragon, winding and gathering in the cemetery from all directions, guarding the tomb of the Marquis of Wuhou in the verdant pines and cypresses. % Please arrive to read the latest chapter of the novel!

"What a feng shui treasure of the Nine Dragons Pearl!" After looking forward to it for a long time, Ding Ermiao sighed with emotion.

"Sure enough, it is the great master of Maoshan, and I can see the feng shui layout of this cemetery at a glance." Gu Qinglan smiled and said:

It is said that this cemetery was personally selected by Zhuge Liang before he died. Later generations also saw the pattern of this Nine Dragons Protecting Pearls, so they called this tomb Feng Shui Bureau as the Nine Dragons Holding Saints. Therefore, the tomb of Marquis Wuhou of Zhuge has the reputation of 'Zhuge Jiacheng, Cave Heaven and Blessed Land'. ”

Ding Ermiao nodded speechlessly, and after Gu Qinglan finished speaking, he asked for a telescope from Gu Qinglan and looked carefully at Zhuge Cemetery.

Looking at it, Ding Ermiao's face showed incomprehension.

"What, are there any other mysteries in this layout?" Gu Qinglan asked.

Ding Ermiao put down the binoculars, shook his head and said, "It's too far, and there are trees blocking it, so I can't really see it." Wait until we enter the cemetery and take a look. All in all...... this tomb is somewhat eccentric. ”

"Okay, let's see. Zhuge Liang is a strange generation, and the feng shui of the tomb is peculiar, and it is also normal. Gu Qinglan nodded. The three turned around and got into the car and returned to the cemetery gate.

After this tour, it was already more than nine o'clock, and the gate of Wuhou Tomb Park had already been opened to officially receive tourists.

Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao looked at Qinglan, bought tickets to enter the park, and walked slowly.

During the Spring Festival, there are not many tourists in the cemetery. This is what satisfies the hearts of Ding Ermiao and others, and there are few tourists, so they can see quietly.

When I entered the cemetery, I found that the cemetery covers a vast area and is boundless.

The ancient cypress Han Gui in the garden shines brightly, quiet and simple, there is a tour guide in explaining that there are more than 40 ancient cypress trees here for more than 1,000 years, and there are two of them, which are handed down in the Han Dynasty to this day, and the tree is 2,000 years old.

In the main hall, there are many stone tablets that have been praising Zhuge Liang's poems and restoring the tomb and temple inscriptions for generations. Ding Ermiao and the others glanced at it briefly and understood it slightly.

In the spacious hall, there is a statue of Zhuge Liang, a generation of wise stars, sitting on the altar. Lupine scarf, the treasure is solemn and lifelike. There is no wisdom in the majesty, which is admirable.

Next to the statue of Zhuge Liang are the statues of two fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys in Tsing Yi. One of the two boys held a sword, and the other held a big seal.

Under the shoulders of the boy, there are two military generals, wearing armor, majestic and heroic.

Among them, the black-faced military general is the son of Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide, Zhang Bao; The red-faced military general is the son of Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang, Guan Xing.

Guan Xing and Zhang Bao also held an object in their hands. What Guan Xing was holding was the arrow that Zhuge Liang commanded when he marched to fight, which was about a foot long, and it was not peculiar.

But what Zhang Bao was holding in his hand surprised Ding Ermiao!

It was a whip, a soft whip.

As the saying goes, leading a horse and holding a whip, it is obvious that Zhang Bao's identity here is Zhuge Liang's leading horse. But Zhuge Liang travels, usually by four-wheeled car, why does Zhang Bao need to lead the horse?

Last time, Li Qingdong also had a ghost, saying that Zhuge Liang was the reincarnation of Sun Bin. Because Sun Bin is a cripple and has the habit of riding a wheelchair car, he still likes to ride a car in Zhuge Liang's life.

And the whip on Zhang Bao's hand is also different from a normal horse whip.

This whip was folded three times by Zhang Bud and held in his hand, and the specific size could not be seen. However, Ding Ermiao calculated according to the actual specifications of the statue that if the whip was all unfolded, it should be about one zhang from the handle to the tip of the whip.

A horsewhip of this length is obviously too long.

And the handle of this horsewhip is also very strange. The handle is about seven inches long, and the front and back ends are each inlaid with a bead. The beads are about the size of a ping-pong ball, and because of their age, the color of the original painting on them is no longer visible, revealing a gray stone.

But the middle of the handle of the whip was firmly held in Zhang Bao's hand, and I couldn't see what it looked like.

Seeing Ding Ermiao staring at the horsewhip in Zhang Bao's hand, Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao both looked at it together.

At a glance, Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao also frowned. They both saw that the beads on the handle of the horsewhip were almost exactly the same size as the pair of iron galls captured by Ding Ermiao.

"Ermiao, this bead seems to be about the same size as the iron gall in your hand." Ji Xiaoxiao said.

Ding Ermiao nodded, reached into the backpack, and prepared to take out the iron gall for comparison. But thinking that there were other tourists in the main hall, Ding Ermiao held back again.

"Let's go and take a look at the back, it seems that the tomb of Marquis Wu is behind the main hall." Ding Ermiao said.

Walked out of the main hall, walked around for a few minutes, and came to the back of the hall. I saw a huge mound majestically in front of me, and the grass on it was bleak.

If the tomb is like a bucket, it is the tomb of Zhuge Liang, the mound is about two zhang tall, covers an area of four or five houses, is surrounded by white marble guardrails, and dozens of stories of Zhuge Liang's life are embossed on the stone railings.

There is a four-corner pavilion in front of the mound, which is called the former tomb pavilion. The corner of the pavilion is high, surrounded by a wooden railing, and a plaque of "Shuanggui Liufang" is hung high in the pavilion.

After turning around the tomb, Ding Ermiao's eyes fell on a pool on the west side of the tomb, and he secretly exclaimed in his heart.

The size of the pond is about the same as that of the mound, and it is very close, but only four or five zhang away.

"Is this pool exquisite?" Gu Qinglan asked in a low voice.

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