The biggest difference between reality and fiction is actually the four words of the protagonist's luck.

I always thought that I was the protagonist of the world in my heart, but the reality told me that the surname is Yi, and you are a supporting role.

"It's hilarious." Hai Dongqing looked at the tourists coming and going beside him, and a helpless look appeared on his face rarely, only to see him shake his head, sit silently on the stone steps on the side, leaning against the stone wall with his eyes slightly closed, and his lazy appearance made me wonder if he was about to fall asleep.

"The hungry are so unlucky that they have found a place with oil." The fat uncle sat aside and shook his head and sighed bitterly, holding the compass in his hand and looking left and right without seeing the reason, and finally could only put the compass back into the backpack under the puzzled eyes of the surrounding crowd, and explained in his mouth: "Hungry is not a magic stick!" Look at Sasa! ”

Before he said this, the people around him just looked at him suspiciously.

After saying this, the people around him began to look at him with the eyes of the god stick.

Three words are enough to summarize Uncle Fat's mental activity at this time: "Hungry and want to four (die)!" ”

The place where we are at this time is in the chessboard mountain, there are no barren mountains and mountains around us, and there is no Nurhachi fake mausoleum that we expected, only a sea of people

Uncle Fat and I have never been to Shenyang, so naturally I don't know that this is a scenic spot, and Hai Dongqing completely shows his stupid side.

Three hours ago, we were already disappointed in Hai Dongqing.

"Why are there so many people here?" Hai Dongqing stood calmly outside the gate of the scenic spot at that time, looking left and right curiously, as if he couldn't understand why there were so many people here, and he couldn't understand the place where there was a treasure in the legend.

After buying the tickets, our group of "tomb robbers" visited the main attractions of Qipan Mountain one by one, basically did not enjoy the scenery very well, but went to those places to let the fat uncle take a compass to see, and let him figure out where the cemetery was.

After three hours of "scientific research investigation", the results were very "gratifying", and our work made rapid progress.

"Tibetan wind and water, the earth is quite prosperous, and the tomb is not here." Uncle Fat looked at the last compass at the Qipanshan Dianjiangtai ruins, stuffed the compass into his bag sullenly, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one himself, and then handed me another one, which means that we will smoke a cigarette first to calm down, and we will definitely not find the tomb if we are in a hurry.

"Fat uncle, what do you mean by that?" Hai Dongqing didn't understand those technical terms, sat on the side and looked at us boredly, and asked lazily.

When it comes to professional issues, Uncle Fat's Mandarin is more standard than mine, so I only heard him shake his head and say with a wry smile: "In the doorway I learned, the earth is said to be born of the Great Dao, if there is someone to break the earth, especially to open the mountain to build a tomb, then there will definitely be an obvious hole in the earth, this hole is in what I have learned, called "Broken Ground." (齾, ya, the fourth tone, the meaning of notch.) ）

Broken Ground, also known as Broken Ground, this is a professional term in the doorway that Uncle Fat has learned.

Ordinary mining, or the construction of artificial lakes, is not considered a break, but can only be regarded as a breach of insignificance.

The so-called breaking refers to the opening of mountains and tombs, the construction of artificial lakes, mass graves, or the use of some special techniques to break the earth's qi, and the resulting breach is called Xuanpo.

Broken and broken, it is difficult for ordinary feng shui gentlemen to identify, even the fat uncle has to ponder everywhere before he dares to draw conclusions.

In the Qipanshan Scenic Area, there is only one obvious breach found by the fat uncle, and the rest of the small gaps are not to be said, the degree of breaking the ground is too small, and it cannot be the location of the fake tomb at all.

That breach is naturally Qipanshan Reservoir and Xiuhu Lake.

"The rest of the small breaches are either roads or other scenic spots, and they are all determined." The fat uncle sighed, spit out the cigarette butt to the ground and stomped on it with his foot, such an eye-catching and unqualified behavior, how could I do it?

"Fat uncle, the fake tomb is not buried, so it can be regarded as broken?" I asked, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, picked it up and threw it in the trash.

"Count, if the scale is small, it doesn't count, but" The fat uncle bared his teeth and looked left and right, lowered his voice and said: "That cemetery is a fake mausoleum built by Nurhachi, such a place to hide treasures, can it be small?" What's more, there are many predecessors of the Republic of China who have died inside, and the death of these predecessors is enough to change the degree of breach there. ”

I took out my phone and looked at the time, only to see that the time displayed on the screen was 5:36, that is to say, we wasted a day today, not only wasted time, but also carried a backpack and a suitcase to exercise a day's physical strength.

Why do I want to curse now?

"Find a place to rest nearby and continue your activities in the evening." Hai Dongqing stood up and dragged his suitcase with equipment to the outside of the platform, the corner of the fat uncle's mouth twitched, he should want to say, "Rest for a while!" But before the words came to his mouth, Hai Dongqing was gone.

In the end, the fat uncle shook his head helplessly, stood up with difficulty, and was helped by me to keep up with Hai Dongqing outside the crowd.

"Fat uncle, what about your Shaanxi dialect?" I asked curiously, he spoke standard Mandarin before, could his language mode be automatically switched? He is the legendary double Adam's apple dual language system?!

"Melon peel, why are you so annoyed by hunger?" Uncle Fat's mode was switched back again, and when I heard him scold me with this, I immediately cried and laughed.

Under Hai Dongqing's "arrangement", we got into a black-faced car and went straight to a farmer's house in Zhujiagou, three kilometers away.

The farmer seemed to be engaged in farmhouse, and as soon as we got out of the gate of the Qipanshan Scenic Area with our front feet, we were pulled into the car with our back feet

The first person to be pulled into the car was Hai Dongqing, who was full of impatience, and after he was pulled into the car, he beckoned to us: "Let's go, stay there." ”

Well, this can also be said to be Hai Dongqing's special arrangement, although it was the van driver who started it.

"Our farmhouse is quite awesome, air-conditioned room, you live absolutely comfortable!" This driver seems to be very talkative, not very old, a little older than me and Hai Dongqing, estimated to be about thirty years old, with a pure Northeast accent, which gives people the feeling of being bold: "We also have a barbecue in that town, do you want it?" ”

"How much?" The fat uncle raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Just staying for one person a day is four hundred, and the rest is counted." The driver said with a smile.

Hearing this, the fat uncle turned his head and glanced at me, and nodded to each other.

The price is good, after all, this is near the scenic spot, and we can still accept the price of hotels in the city, anyway, it is not a permanent residence, so it will give people a chance to blacken our money.

Moreover, this place is close to Qipan Mountain, and if we have "activities" at night, it will be more convenient to go back and forth at that time.

Seeing that we nodded and agreed, the driver smiled more beautifully, and kept chatting with us, at first we also answered him without a word, but after chatting, we suddenly found that what he said seemed to be a little "something".

"My little sister is also unlucky, a few days ago I went to the barren mountains in the north to have a barbecue with my classmates, but I was stunned as soon as I came back, standing at the door of my house every day to look at the barren mountains, no matter how I shouted, I couldn't shout back." The driver said that his words were a little helpless, he looked at us embarrassedly, and said with a wry smile: "I know that the farmhouse in our ditch is not worth the price, but now I am short of money, my little sister has hit an evil spirit, and it took seven or eight thousand votes to send it to the hospital.

"Hit the devil?" I frowned: "What do you say?" ”

"As soon as I got home, my little sister was in a coma for a night, but she woke up the next day, didn't eat or sleep, and stood at the door of her house looking at the barren mountain." The driver's eyes were a little red, and he rubbed his eyes, coughed and said, "My family is just me and my little sister, my parents have passed away a long time ago, and now it's really."

I patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and then asked, "Did the gentleman come to help your sister?" ”

"Look, it was said that it was swayed by the yellow skin, and I want to let it stay at home to recuperate, and provide it with good wine and meat for a period of time, and this dog grass beast will roll out of my little sister's body." The driver slapped the steering wheel of the table heavily, and a horn suddenly sounded, and then, the driver shook his head: "That gentleman's surname is Yang, Zhujiagou a few years ago, is a capable person, this time he said that he can do things well by charging me six thousand six, and the family does not have much savings, so I have been making money for the past few days." ”

Speaking of this, the driver blushed a little again, looked at us in the rearview mirror, scratched his head in embarrassment and stopped talking.

The fat uncle glanced at me and asked curiously, "Really?" ”

"Eggs, fake." I replied.

The man surnamed Yang is definitely a magic stick, and you can hear from the driver's words that he is not only a greedy magic stick, but also makes him up.

The yellow skin is a weasel, this thing has scurried around, will it be the kind of reaction that stays every day and looks at the barren mountains?

Zhang Qinghai was rushed by the yellow skin, how fierce that guy is, you should know it.

The reaction of the people who were swept by the weasel was extremely fierce, from pointing to scolding the sky, to boasting and bragging, not only to pay tribute, but also to rectify you, it is impossible to have that kind of quiet performance of the driver's sister.

"Big brother, we will probably have to stay with you for five days, you can take this money first, it is important to treat your sister." I took out my wallet, took out 6,000 yuan from it and handed it to him, the driver was stunned, waved his hand again and again, and said, "You haven't gone to see the environmental conditions of my house yet!" ”

"Take it." I took advantage of the driver's hands on the steering wheel, straightforwardly stuffed the money into the bag pinned to his waist, helped him zip the waist bag, and silently added in my heart: "When your sister is cured, I will have to pay me half of the money." ”

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Last night in the hospital for an infusion, it was a little nurse who inserted a needle for me.

The nurse is twenty-eight years old, beautiful as a flower, and the technique of inserting needles is even more skillful.

When I got home, I had a supper with great sadness, and my heart was full of mixed feelings.

Isn't it a little unlucky to get sick before the fifteenth day of the new year?

When I thought of this, I looked down at the five needle holes on my arm again, and remembered the little nurse's skillful hand and kindness.

Damn, it's a bit unlucky, Ming'er has to change a nurse to give me a needle.