Yu Yang's father's grave is halfway up the west mountain of the deserted village, and from the moment he went up the mountain, Uncle Niu shook his head frequently.

"Uncle Niu, what's wrong?" I asked curiously.

He frowned and said, "Something is wrong with this mountain. ”

"Something is wrong? Is there that kind of thing? I jumped right behind him.

He slapped me on the back of the head and glared at me: "Look at your little bit of breath, I mean the mountain is wrong, I watched in the village during the day, and I found that the west mountain is crooked and bloated, and our road is full of barren grass, not even a decent tree, not a good place to bury people." ”

I suddenly realized that what he said, I heard my father say that if the tomb is built on a mountain, it is best to choose a mountain range that is tall and beautiful, with a heavy shape and lush green trees.

"Then why did Yu Yang bury his father here?" I'm confused.

Yu Yang looked around for someone to look at, indicating that he also believed in this set, why would he bury his father in such a place?

Uncle Niu handed me a piece of rune paper, "Who knows, in short, this place is wrong, you put the rune paper up." ”

"Okay." I put the rune paper in my pocket.

After walking for another twenty minutes, Uncle Niu said that he was in place.

When I looked closely, there was a slope full of weeds, and there wasn't even a grave bag.

"Uncle Niu, are you really here?" I am a little suspicious, Yu Yang is so rich, just bury his father on a barren mountain, why is he reluctant to even stand a grave?

Uncle Niu carefully took out a square, yellow cloth wrapped thing from his bag.

When he lifted the yellow cloth, I exclaimed, "This is a three-yuan disk." ”

He glanced at me, raised his eyebrows, and said, "You still know this?" ”

I scratched my head and said embarrassedly, "My dad has one too, but I won't make it." ”

The base of the compass in Uncle Niu's hand is square, with four small holes wearing red crosshairs on the side, and a circular disc in the middle, the center of the disc is a liquid glowing with golden light, and layers of concentric circles are drawn outward from the liquid, and small characters are engraved on it, which dazzles people to see.

"This is golden water in the middle?" I asked, my eyes lit up.

Uncle Niu nodded, protected the compass, and said angrily: "I'll tell you, don't beat me with this compass, I bought it after saving money for several years." ”

As he spoke, he held a compass in his left hand and a piece of rune paper in his right hand, walked to the slope, and muttered for a while, and the rune paper came out of sparks, and he walked slowly on the slope with gossip steps.

I looked at Uncle Niu from afar, and the doubts in my heart deepened.

Although my father didn't teach me how to use the ternary disk, he told me that the ternary disk is based on the innate gossip and the acquired gossip for use, in other words, the user must know how to divination.

Uncle Niu can use the ternary plate, which means that he has learned divination, but not only has he never used it, but he has never mentioned it.

Walking to the west side of the slope, Uncle Niu suddenly stopped, and the rune paper in his hand was just burned.

"This is it." He looked at the compass and said, "The pointer sinks to the north, and there is a coffin underground." ”

I ran over to take a look, and sure enough, I saw the pointer sinking north into the golden water.

Uncle Niu put away the compass, put the offerings he brought, lit incense and paper money, took out a dust, and circled around the paper money while reciting the mantra of death.

But before he could finish reciting the mantra of the rebirth, the incense was broken, and a yin wind blew from the side of the offering, blowing the paper money on the ground.

At the same time, there was a sudden clicking sound in the ground, as if something had cracked.

Uncle Niu threw the dust directly to me, and regardless of the paper money flying around, he took out a folding shovel from his bag and excavated it.

I tried to go up and help, but he wouldn't.

Uncle Niu dug a few times, and then he heard a clang, and the shovel seemed to hit something.