Feng Shui is taken from nature, and Bagua is like all things, in fact, looking at Feng Shui or what Qimen Dunjia is actually looking at geography, and the geographical situation determines the direction of Feng Shui and the auspicious situation in a space. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

We walked into a burial chamber and took out clean clothes from the package to change, but at the moment, to be honest, in the depths of the Taklamakan Desert near summer, I felt a constant chill hit me, and then inexplicably began to shiver.

This burial chamber was cold and panicked, I saw that he was wearing a single layer of clothes, so I handed him a coat, but then I said this, usually the personality is uncertain, when I talk a lot, I have been talking nonsense, and when I have less words, I can't say a word a day, so that I never noticed his delicate-looking face, at this moment, looking at him wearing a jacket, I just want to say "This kid looks really handsome"

I saw a big man actually look at another man for a while, and when I reacted, I found that the left and right were also looking at me, I quickly turned my head, and saw an old high dirt bag piled up in the corner next to me, although there is no movement in the tomb now, but I always feel that it is not a good sign to see a mound of dirt in the tomb, maybe there may be some demons and monsters rushing out of it.

The second Zhuang and the beautiful brother were stumbling with the second uncle and the third uncle on the side, not knowing what they were muttering, but then again, in fact, what I am most worried about now is my father, who just inexplicably appeared and disappeared without a trace, and I don't know why things turned out like that, how many secrets are still hidden in this tomb, and what happened to my father, these are exactly what I want to ask him to figure out, although the result may be mostly nothing, But I always wanted to try to bring home my changed father.

After a few of us had changed our clothes, and each of us grabbed a gun, we continued to walk forward, and the left and right were still walking last as usual, and at this moment I thought to myself: "This tomb is really unusual, on the surface it is peaceful, but in fact it must be a hidden murderous machine, if there is any fried zombie in addition to my father, just now the fat man gave me a black donkey's hoof, I will insert it into his mouth as written in the novel, and he will not be afraid of us if he moves."

I followed them and pondered, the second strong hit on me just now seemed to be too hard, my joints were sore and sore all over my body, and as I walked, I walked to a large stone gate, and along the way I patronized and thought about some useless things, without noticing the subtle changes that occurred behind me.

Just in case, we are far away, the fat man is very skilled, so the task of blasting naturally fell on the fat man, we loaded the bullets, the muzzle of the gun brushed against the stone door, the fat man tinkered with it for a while, turned around and compared it with his hand, and then quickly ran away. After everything was arranged, with a "bang", the stone door was blown to pieces, and there was no movement in the door at this moment.

I took out the black donkey's hooves and held them up on my chest, and I was laughed at by the two strong people, saying that I am becoming more and more like a fat man, chattering all day long, but at this time the situation is unexpected, and the inside of the gate is gloomy, "Could it be that we are thinking too much?" I thought to myself. The second strong temperament was anxious, and when he saw that there was nothing wrong, he couldn't help but rush in, and as the third uncle just stepped into the tomb with his last foot, the door of the tomb fell another stone door from top to bottom, and the entrance just now was sealed.

This room is not big or small, the area is about more than 30 square meters, and there is no fart in it, I found out, this time under the tomb, the room is almost empty, doesn't it say that there are a lot of gold and silver treasures? As a result, the owner of the tomb only built these old empty tombs and played with us under the guise of playing with them.

Now that I knew that there was no danger inside, my hanging heart finally fell to the ground, and I looked back at the left and right and the fat man, wanting to ask what we were going to do next, especially in this empty tomb.

The fat man said to me, "Why don't we blow the door open again?" There's nothing in there, it's dark, and I feel uncomfortable."

I thought about it, in fact, what the fat man said was not unreasonable, this tomb was dark and dark, and it was all supported by the faint light from our flashlight, because I really didn't dare to turn on the miner's lamp easily, for fear that one would accidentally attract something unexpected.

I watched left and right and walked along the wall of the secret room with a small flashlight, as if I was groping for something on the wall, so I also ran over and began to grope around to learn the way left and right. The fat man looked at one side and began to grope on the other wall, the second strong beauty and the second uncle and the third uncle seemed to be tacitly responsible for the beginning of the exploration of one wall, but the left and right actually didn't say anything, but everyone felt that the left and right people were turning their brains quickly, and the words were precise and accurate, which can be called the "god operator" in the team.

"I found it, I remember it," he muttered to himself.

"Turn on the miner's lamp, there won't be any monsters in here for a while," he said, turning back to us.

Before turning on the miner's lamp, I thought of all possible situations, but I didn't expect that the four walls were full of carved murals, but then I didn't see this kind of mural for the first time, I have seen this style of murals from the materials left by my second uncle and grandfather, and I have seen a lot of the same carving techniques and styles in the mud cave and the tomb of the king of Xihai County in Inner Mongolia.

Xinjiang Taklamakan this tomb everyone speculated that this may be the double tomb group of Zhuohra and Cheshi Ancient Kingdom, but now the ancient murals on the wall show otherwise, these murals were carved when the tomb was built, if it were not for the fact that we had accidentally stumbled into the chaos and the existence of its own luck, we would not have been able to find this tomb, not to mention the totem on the wall that did not belong to that era and the shocking secret recorded in the "Qing Carving Feng Shui Examination Difference" that we discovered later.

Later, when I think back to this time, I would actually wonder why I said "he remembered it was like this" instead of saying "he knew it was going to be like this", and I could hear it clearly when I walked behind me in the dark, but curiosity was curiosity, and all our attention was attracted by the strange murals and totems on the walls.

I remember hearing such a nursery rhyme from the mouth of the old grandmother and grandfather in the village when I was a child, and the name was probably "Ten Rabbits" or "Ten Bald Ones", I can't remember. The content is: one bald man is sick, two bald people are busy, three bald people ride horses to the pharmacy, four bald people find Allegro, five bald people drill an eye, six bald men nail a small coffin, seven bald people carry, eight bald men bury, nine bald men go to the room and cry, ten bald people ask: Why are you crying, my family is dead and bald. The old people in the village said that this nursery rhyme is about the rebirth of life, old age, sickness and death, and the whole nursery rhyme atmosphere reflects the helplessness and sadness of a person's birth, old age, sickness and death, and the rabbit or bald man is guiding the person who sees the nursery rhyme to the road of death, dead life, life and death, constantly repeated, and constantly reincarnated.

As for why I suddenly mentioned this nursery rhyme here, it is because at the moment I saw something on the wall that resembled crooked English letters, and the arrangement style was like the "ten bald men" I saw when I was a child, centering each line into the shape of a tombstone, and the number of words in each sentence is more similar to the ballad of childhood, probably 545454544948, and the transliteration according to the numbers is: I die, I die, I die, die.

When I told these stories, Er Zhuang, who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, laughed at me for being too superstitious, in fact, I didn't believe in any demons and monsters myself, but I had seen too many unexplained phenomena before, and I changed with myself.