"Today is a good day, everything you want can come true, tomorrow is a good day, open the door and welcome the spring breeze-"

The fat man was humming a little song in the river while inserting fish, probably counting in his heart that he had caught five fish, and then catch the last fish, and after going back, he and Feng Baobao and Xu Zhaohua were two of them, and they couldn't finish eating and gave their glasses to try.

Thinking of the glasses, the fat man suddenly missed him a little, and he didn't know that this guy hadn't been hooked by the vixen next door hehehe.

Just thinking about it, the fat man felt a movement under his feet, and he inserted the branch in his hand very neatly, and with a pop, a big fish caught it, and it weighed about three catties.

Obediently, you dead fat fish usually eat so much, but in the end, you don't have to eat it in my mouth?

The fat man began to walk to the shore while burying the half-dead fish, "My dear fish and fish, the fat man will take you back to eat barbecue, have you eaten barbecue, just put you on the fire to roast hehe......"

The fat man had just finished laughing twice, and suddenly his laughter was abruptly stopped by the scene in front of him, and his eyes were blank-

", where is Lao Tzu's fish!"

The fat man inserted the fish in his hand into the river bank with a branch, and then hurriedly ran back to the place where he threw the fish just now, dug the soil with his hands and didn't find it, lifted the stone and didn't find it, and picked up the river grass and still didn't find it, and there was no ...... within a radius of more than ten meters Fish trails!

"Cao, can't Lao Tzu's fish grow wings and fly by themselves?"

The fat man stamped his feet vigorously, and was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, when he heard the movement behind him, and turned his head to see that on the dome of the yellow hill by the river, there was a flying fox with fur like flames.

It was prostrate on its hind legs, standing its ears, looking slyly eastward, and from time to time sniffing the fish that the fat man had stuck on the bank of the river with its pointed nose, and the branches were about to be torn out by it.

"Damn, stinky bat, did you steal Lao Tzu's fish, I'm going to kill you! Ahh

Seeing this dead fox with a thief's head and brain, the fat man was angry and stole five of his own fish one after another, and even the last one he didn't intend to let go. The fat man suddenly put on his shoes in a rage, and didn't even have time to put on his socks, and pounced on the dead fox with his sword.

The flying fox saw that the fat man was menacing, and fled into the woods as soon as he slipped away, as if his wings were wounded, but his legs slipped quickly, and he looked back at the fat man as he fled.

The fat man was so angry that he vowed to catch the dead flying fox alive, raided its nest, plucked its fur, ate its flesh, and chased it out for hundreds of meters in one go.

After chasing for a distance, the little beast was really running fast, the fat man panted and squatted on the ground panting hard, but he didn't expect the little beast to stop on the small mound in front of him, and looked back at the fat man, his expression looked very angry, as if he was provoking him and said: "Come on, aren't you going to catch me, why can't you run, stupid pig!" ”

The fat man looked at the little beast, the more he looked at it, the more angry he became, and he didn't care whether he could run or not, he grabbed the sword in his hand and chased after him, and sure enough, the dead flying fox turned its short red tail on the small mound, and jumped out when it was still more than ten meters away from the fat man, and soon distanced itself from him again.

"Little brute of Nyima, don't let Lao Tzu catch you, I'm mad!"

After chasing forward for a distance, the fat man was already panting like a bellows, and he was about to give up, but fortunately the last fish had not been dragged away by the little beast, and dinner was still a little landing.

The little beast didn't know where to go, probably because he saw that the fat man was not fun and ran back to the nest to eat fish, and the thought of the fish he had worked so hard to catch was stolen by the little beast, the fat man felt a pain in his flesh.

The fat man collapsed on the ground, looked up at the top of the wall, there were a lot of snake eye stones on it, the fat man looked at them while resting on the mound, and felt that the arrangement of the snake eye stones was very familiar, Feng Baobao had told the fat man and glasses about the origin of the stars in his spare time.

The so-called astronomy is not much different from today's astronomy, but the ancients did not understand astronomy, and they did not know that these stars in the sky were part of the vast universe, including their own earth, which was just an ordinary one of these stars.

But the stars are eternal and unchanging, from ancient times to the present, the ancients believed that the stars in the sky are the heavens, and the changes in the stars above are the revelations of the heavens.

In fact, the changes of the stars have always been unchanging, and the seemingly superstitious astronomy of the ancients is actually justified in today's astronomy, but one is obtained by the ancients through the accumulated observations, and the other is confirmed by modern people through various scientific means.

It is precisely because the changes of the stars are eternal and unchanging, so the ancients have traces to follow in stargazing. Because the stars remain the same, the dragon veins of the mountains and rivers will not change except for the collapse of the sky and the cracking, only time is changing. As long as they learn the astrology of the ancients, and then just like a set of formulas, the tomb robbers can divide the gold and fix the holes, and investigate the public opinion.

Astronomical astrology, touching the gold school captain stays, looking for dragon points and traveling all over the world.

The fat man looked at the snake eye stone above his head, the snake eye stone is dominated by the southern cross, the north cross is four, the south cross is three, the northwest cross is one, and the southeast cross is two. The four star locations are formed to form a cross, with a line connecting north and south, a line connecting northwest and southeast, and the intersection of the two lines is the east palace of the Southern Cross.

The fat man has heard of the rule of one yin and two yang, and if the position of the Southern Cross is placed on a huge compass imagined in a round, the three consecutive kun and six breaks, and the middle void is full, and the east palace in the center of the Southern Cross is in the Xushan Chen hexagram position, and the sub hexagram is a big animal.

The fat man calculated in his heart that the position of this hexagram should be in front of his left, which coincided with the direction where the little beast had escaped just now. Anyway, this hexagram shows that there is something in front of the left, and the little beast is missing from there, so go by and take a look, maybe you can find the little fox's lair.

As soon as he made up his mind, the fat man got up from the ground, slapped the dust on his body, and took his sword and burrowed into the woods in front of him.

After walking about a hundred meters, a bush appeared in front of me, and further on, there was no woods in sight, like a clearing.

Intuitively, the fat man felt that the little beast was in front of him, and he didn't know why he thought so, but I have to say that sometimes people really have a sixth sense.

The fat man subconsciously moved towards the bushes, the sword in his hand retracted behind his back, ready to slaughter the little beast later.

In front of the bushes was an open field, and the cold snake's eye light shone on the ground and shone a miserable white.

In the corner of the clearing, there was a high pile of graves, on which was written I don't know something, and the words on it had been blurred by the years.

Then the fat man saw the flying fox stealing the fish, and the little tail of the flying fox, like a crimson flame, was relaxed and soft on the snow-white clearing.

It stood there, its body erect, its eyes looking at the tomb. The body was motionless, the soft fur fluttered in the wind, if it weren't for the fact that it stole five fish from him, the fat man almost couldn't bear to be this killer.

Just as he wanted to pull out his sword and kill it while it was unprepared, the fat man suddenly felt his hair stand on end, and a gust of cold wind blew through his neck and his skin was cold, and he quickly withdrew it under his feet and got up again.

The flying fox, with dull eyes and numb limbs, stood solemnly in front of the mound...... What kind of sacrificial ritual is being performed?