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After a while, Shangguan Hai said unhurriedly: "The six pieces of jade are usually good, but they will self-destruct when they are placed on these six points of the river map, do you know why?" ”

"I know I still need to ask you, tell me quickly!" Lao Li urged.

"This shows that I just put it in the right place, when the secret is about to be discovered, I have no choice but to be broken than broken!"

Shangguan Hai's words do have some truth, and we will stand aside with suspicion, watching Shangguan Hai scribble on the ground and deduce, although we can't understand anything.

Half an hour passed, and another hour passed, and Shangguan Hai was sweating profusely, obviously missing some important condition.

In the evening, after repeated deductions and calculations, he found the only possible location of King Zhuang's mausoleum under the condition of only knowing six points.

Or at this fake mausoleum in our village!

Shangguan Hai sweated and said: "If you gather, you will take shape, and if you scatter, you will be zero, I should have thought of it a long time ago!" ”

"Can you speak human words?" Although Song Ming was angry, his tone was much softer.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Shangguan Hai opened his mouth, he broke the news: "The reason why the descendants failed to find the real tomb of King Zhuang is because it is not a tomb at all!" ”

"And how many are there?" I asked.

"I mean, it's not a ...... Tomb! ”

“……”

"Can you talk to the point?"

Song Ming was also quite speechless: "Can you finish the words in one breath?" ”

Shangguan Hai was so proud that he danced and spoke: "According to my deduction, this Zhuangwang Mausoleum is actually a city, and it represents the yang side on the river map, and it is a place where living people live!" The reason why future generations have not been able to really find it is because they are only in this mountain! ”

Shangguan Hai sold Guanzi again, but everyone seemed to understand something. Shangguan Hai's next conclusion, everyone should have thought of it a long time ago.

"This Zhuangwang Village itself is a Zhuangwang mausoleum!

For generations, new tombs and old tombs have been built here, gradually obscuring its true appearance. The dynasties have changed, and the cultural relics of various dynasties are intertwined, and it is difficult to identify its existence.

If I'm not mistaken, under Zhuangwang Village, the entire Eastern Zhou royal family is buried, the depth is unpredictable, and the scale is immeasurable. ”

Shangguan Hai could hardly hide his excitement, and what he said was the Tao, impassioned.

My cousin asked, "Is there any special significance to that fake mausoleum in our village?" ”

"Well, I don't know."

“……”

However, judging from its location, it is just in the center of Zhuangwang Village, and it is a Han tomb, which is very reminiscent of Liu Xiu, Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty. The six shrines he built to protect the tomb of King Zhuangwang are among the six villages around King Zhuangwang Village, so this central Han tomb is likely to be ......"

"Liu Xiu's tomb?" I wondered, but then I thought that Liu Xiu's tomb was obviously on the beach of the Yellow River.

"It is very likely, as I said before, the tomb of Liu Xiu on the beach of the Yellow River is not in line with feng shui at all, what the ancients thought, there is no document, and it has long been drowned in the long river of history."

Subsequently, everyone discussed the most likely historical truth, that is, Liu Xiu built the Six Shrines of Blood Sacrifice for the Mausoleum of King Zhuang, and when he died, he was secretly buried in the center of King Zhuang's mausoleum, for reasons that cannot be investigated.

However, according to what the old man said before, I can't help but think of the legend of the grave keeper mentioned by Yu Lu.

Perhaps, everything is real.

As the old man said before leaving, there are no legends in this world, only an exaggerated past.

Liu Xiu, as the king of a country and the pride of the sky, even if he built the six shrines to guard the tomb, he could not escape the fate of the tomb keeper.

What is the root of the curse?

As night fell, the village fell silent, and the day after coming out of the Temple of the Six Gods, it passed.

On the third day, the sun rises in the east.

Long tables were set up in the courtyard, sumptuous dishes, and Luoyang Palace beer was piled up into a hill. Song Ming pried open a bottle with a lighter, drank it all, and then another bottle. Not to be outdone, the tiger boasted three bottles and was calm.

Song Ming said: "Everyone, how many years have countless heroes been buried here, why? Dreams! ”

"What do you mean by a dream?" Tiger asked weakly.

"Dreams are ...... What you think when you dream! ”

Everyone laughed vigorously, and it was the first time I had heard such a strange explanation.

Song Ming's combat mobilization meeting was not successful at all, and there was no uplifting feeling, but what he said next was quite pleasant.

"We are in the underground business, saying that it sounds good is playing antiques, and saying that it is unpleasant is digging the ancestral graves, relying on the ancestors to eat and drink, and the yin and virtue are lost. If I find the soul mirror this time, I, Song Ming, am willing to scatter all my family wealth and save the dead and help the wounded. ”

In the past fifteen years, everything Song Ming has done is to restore the soul mirror, which is also the only reason to support him to live. But bad people are bad people after all, and that doesn't excuse him.

Everyone has both good and evil sides, and it is difficult to wash away evil if it becomes a habit.

My cousin got straight to the point and said, "When are you leaving?" Where to get in? ”

"I'll leave early tomorrow morning, and I'll have to ask someone where I'm going to get in." After Song Ming finished speaking, he glanced at Shangguan Hai.

Shangguan Hai liked to be asked by others, and he became proud again: "Of course it's the central location, that Han tomb has its own reason for existence, and you can only know it when you go in." There may be more discoveries, and perhaps some unrecorded mysteries to be solved! ”

While they were talking, my mind had already flown to 108,000 miles away, and somehow, I always felt that something was wrong. I looked at everyone, and there seemed to be doubts on my faces.

I'm thinking about the six pieces of jade that were broken, since they will self-destruct, why don't they set up a crash in the Six Gods Temple? They are broken, how can the "gates of hell" be opened? Why can Cangbi and Yucong become one?

There are too many questions to understand, and everyone should have doubts in their hearts, but they can't mention it. At this point, you can only go underground hard, maybe all the problems will be solved, or maybe ...... I can't figure it out myself.

In the evening, Song Ming came back in a van, opened the back cover, all kinds of tools, and all of them were new, and what surprised me the most were the five military rifles.

This kind of numbered and strictly supervised military material is inseparable from the army in today's era of peace, I really don't know how big his backstage is, no wonder mysterious masters like the four ghosts in the north can all be enveloped by him.

Things seem to be going well, and everything is in order, just waiting for action tomorrow morning.

Watching everyone tidy up and go about it, I feel weird, but I can't say what's wrong.

As night fell, the third day after coming out of the Six Temples of the Blood Sacrifice came to an end.

The ultimate challenge is coming.

However, no one would have thought that from this moment on, fate would no longer belong to them.