In order to cultivate my literary talent, my father hired many famous private school teachers, many of whom were hidden in the city, such as Mr. Li Tang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was originally from Taiyuan, Shanxi, and claimed to be a descendant of Li Tang, so he changed his name. This gentleman is not like some other corrupt Confucians, not only proficient in the subset of scriptures and history, but also good at feng shui and easy counting, especially looking for dragon points. He once gave us a lecture on Feng Shui and tomb utensils in class, although he did not take us directly to the tomb, but he also learned a lot of common sense about inverted buckets.

My father sometimes listened at the door of the private school, and the more he listened, the more he admired, and the more he listened, the more frightened he became, worried that the teacher's background was unusual. This fight is a serious crime, if he is accidentally contaminated, it will inevitably be the crime of robbing his family and exterminating the family, thinking about it, he finally found an opportunity to dismiss him.

However, in the year that Mr. Li Tang lectured, I absorbed a lot of common sense of inverted buckets, I thought that there was no reason for tomb feng shui in this life, but I didn't expect that this time the kung fu would be used.

According to the local villagers, there is a Niangniang temple in the back mountain of Hushan Village, which was built in the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, and it is said that it is to commemorate a woman surnamed Ni who died to save King Zhao Gou. Folklore has it that this Ni Niangniang became a Buddha in the flesh after her death, and was buried in a cave behind the Niangniang Temple.

In recognition of her merits, King Kang buried many precious artifacts at the same time. Because the monks of Niangniang Temple and the guards of the nearby villages, they have never been patronized by tomb robbers.

It is also fortunate to say, because the rebels believe in God, do not believe in Buddhism, just occupy Hangzhou and expel the monks of Hushan Niangniang Temple, which has been abandoned for a long time, I did not take much effort, I touched the temple in a dark and windy night.

This monk used to be inhabited by a high-ranking person, because when I walked through a large cemetery, I saw that the feng shui layout there was the long-lost "tiger descending from the West Mountain". I was shocked, worried that the cave was also given such feng shui, and it would take a lot of effort for me.

When I came to the cave where the tomb was taken out, I didn't see any feng shui layout, but my heart sank.

The reason why there is no feng shui layout here is not the negligence of the tomb builder, but the most direct method, a thousand catties of floodgates!

The gate was unusually heavy and exquisitely structured, and unless there was a key to open the mechanism, even if the red-coated cannon was moved, the mountain would collapse at most, and it would be useless.

Just as I was in a dilemma and hesitated, the sound of footsteps sounded in the woods on the right.

I have been carefully trained by my teacher since I was a child, and my ears are very sensitive, and I can hear the footsteps of two people at the moment. One of them walked lightly, as if he was carrying the best light skills, while the other was unusually heavy, and it was only the muscles of his calves that kept his voice to a minimum.

These two men are by no means mediocre hands, and they must have a plan to come here in the middle of the night.

I found a sharp knife with a cow ear pinned to the back of my waist and trouser pocket, which was a self-defense thing given to me by my teacher back then, and I secretly stayed with me when I searched my house.

The two of them heard the change, and they stopped at the moment.

I looked into the forest, and by the reflection of the moonlight, I vaguely saw two figures, one large and one small, and shouted, "Brother on which road is coming?" ”

The other end did not answer, but a sentence came: "The flowing moon is prosperous." ”

I thought this was a dialect of some place, but I guessed that the other party might not understand my accent of Baoding Mansion in Hebei Province, so I changed to the most popular Nanjing official dialect in the south and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

It is estimated that the other end thought that I didn't hear clearly, so he took two steps forward and shouted again in Nanjing official dialect: "The flowing moon is prosperous!" ”

I could hear it very clearly this time, and I was a little inexplicable at the moment: "What is the moon and the moon?" What are you talking about? ”

The other end stopped talking, and then walked out of the woods.

Under the moonlight, there stood two figures.

At the forefront was an elegant man of medium stature, about forty years old, dressed in a Taoist robe, with two short swords hanging from his waist, his black hair combed upwards and tied into a bun, and five long strands of beard under his chin, like a master of the Dao, but the coffin he carried on his shoulder was a little strange and terrifying.

This Taoist priest seems to be a person who has been practicing on the mountain for many years, even if he walks with a coffin in this dark environment, he is still walking like flying, but the young strong man walking behind him is different. Although he is burly and solid, the muscles on his body are rooted, and his martial arts do not seem to be weak, but this light skill is far worse than that of a Taoist.

Both of them looked normal from the outfits, but a closer look showed that something was wrong.

In today's world, people who do not have shaved heads and braids can no longer find a second group except for the Taiping army, which occupies half of the southern country.

The Taoist priest said lightly: "Liuyue Wang is the word of the Tao, and the meaning is very simple, that is, one, two, three, four, five. In the next sentence, you should take 'God's heart opens his feet', which means six, seven, eight, ninety. Obviously, this brother is not a person on the road, and the world is chaotic at the moment, so don't wade into the troubled waters that you shouldn't wade. You go, we won't embarrass you. ”

I was born in a rich family, although I have also practiced martial arts since I was a child, but I have never experienced the shadow of swords, and I don't know where the courage comes from these two strong men now, and I said coldly: "You also came to this cave to fight." All of these treasures have a place to live, so why can you take them and I can't? ”

The young strong man shouted violently: "You kid really don't know what to do, the Taoist wants to let you live, but you want to seek death!" Hmph, a soft-footed shrimp like you, Lao Tzu has not killed a thousand on the battlefield, and there are at least eight hundred! ”

After speaking, he swept forward, and a six-foot-long chopping knife in his hand whistled and slashed.

The ox ear sharp knife in my hand is less than two feet long, where can I be hard, and I can use footwork to wander past from the side.

This is the first time I have done it with someone, but I didn't expect the footwork taught by my teacher to be so dexterous, and I easily avoided this thunderous blow. However, the strong man's means were also very good, and when he saw that he missed the blow, his body twisted violently, turning into a large piece of white knife like a full moon and smoothing down my waist.

If it is slashed, it will undoubtedly end in two cuts.

At the last moment, I inhaled sharply, and my body suddenly pulled up, and the knife slashed through the soles of my feet, which was really dangerous.

"Brother Li, stop it!" The Taoist priest's shout poured into his ears.

The strong man retracted his knife violently, and I took advantage of the situation to drift away, staring at them aggressively, and my back was already soaked with cold sweat.

"Why let him go?" Brother Li drank loudly, his face was full of murderous intent, and he was quite unconvinced.

The momentum of killing people is different, I couldn't help but take half a step back, shook the sharp knife in my hand calmly, and said, "What about killing people?" In these years, the government and the rebels do not let people live, Lao Tzu has already reached the point of exhaustion, rather than starving to death, it is better to fight to the death! Come on! Let's go up together! (To be continued.) )