Zar Ling'er, who is eccentric and has an unusually flexible mind, comes up with a strange trick to use the mud to restrain the strange fleshy bud moss that grows from the wound.

The man ran with her to the riverbank and began to dig up the mud. After Zha Ling'er filled the iron lunch box she had brought with her full of silt, she ran to me as soon as possible, quickly rolled up my sleeves, and began to smear the mud on the moss on my arms, completely ignoring the sweat that was constantly flowing down her forehead.

The moss on the wound began to sway violently as if it were dying as if it was smeared with mud.

The dazzling sunlight quickly robbed the water in the peat away, and the wet mud on the arms turned into dry clods of soil.

Now, at last, the time has come for the mystery to be revealed, and the victory or defeat is here.

Zha Ling'er was obviously very nervous, she pinched the dry dirt on my arm with her fingers, and I used all my strength to support my eyelids, which were as heavy as Tarzan, and wanted to see the exact answer, and then sleep peacefully.

Dry clods of earth, delicately peeled from top of my arms. My skin felt it clearly, like the pain of my hair being plucked out, and then I saw Zha Ling'er's surprised and excited eyes, and I knew that I had succeeded, so I fell asleep deeply.

On a humid night, I woke up on the wet grass, conscious, but my body was completely immobile and my eyes could not be opened. So I opened my ears completely and listened to the sounds around me that were only the silent night.

The crickets in the grass were drowned out by the snoring of their teammates, and the occasional unknown bird swept through the air. Carefree and cheerful singing, I even heard the soft whisper of the breeze on the grass.

The night was peaceful. Extraordinarily beautiful. I thought that the cigarette man should be in charge of the vigil, now that I was awake. I changed with him to get off work, so that he could take a break after a busy day.

But my body was as hard as a stone, and there was no place in my body to listen to me. And just as I struggled, trying to get up. Suddenly, I heard a strange sound, from far to near, in a peaceful night, it seemed even more abrupt and incongruous.

The strange sound of the vultures slowly moved towards the grass where I was lying. Gradually, I could hear the sudden sound, an unpleasant noise like sawn wood. The noise was coming closer and closer to my ear, closer and closer, closer and closer, and finally it sounded clearly right in front of my ear. I also finally heard clearly, unpleasant noises. It wasn't the sound of sawing wood, but the hoarse voice of a human being repeating the same phrase, "What a miserable death I have!" ”

A lonely night. A hoarse and rough voice suddenly sounded in my ears, like a soul who had died unjustly, whispering repeatedly. "What a miserable death I had!"

The hoarse and mocking voice is not like a human voice at all. It was as bad as a crow's cry, as rough as grit, and it annoyed me to the core; His voice was like the cold whisper of a ghost. It makes me feel my pores open and shivering.

My body was petrified, I couldn't move, my consciousness was awake, and I was suffering physically, mentally, and mentally.

The voice of the ghost refused to let me go, and kept whispering in my ears over and over again, making me feel like a ghost who had died unjustly, and my heart couldn't help but become very desolate, and I couldn't sleep all night.

On a cold, wet morning, I sat up on the grass with a splitting headache and found that my teammates had woken up. However, each of them looked very haggard, and complained that they had not slept well after listening to the ghost screams all night.

Hearing this, I thought to myself: It turns out that last night's ghost cry was not a nightmare, but a real existence.

I looked at the turquoise swamp wetland that was faintly hidden in the mist, and said to myself: It seems that this place is only calm and peaceful on the surface, and it must not be taken lightly!

At breakfast, Zha Laoqi asked me about the sprouts and moss, and I said to him, "It's all the credit of Zha Ling'er." ”

Seventh Master Zha didn't believe it, but when he saw Zha Ling'er proudly raising his little face, he had to praise Zha Ling'er twice. As a result, Zha Ling'er immediately took the opportunity to ask for credit, and she had to ask me to promise her three things!

As a result, when I asked her what was the matter, she looked like a cunning fox and said that she hadn't thought about it yet, and she would sue me when she did.

I felt as if I had unconsciously become a fish that had bitten the hook thrown by Zha Ling'er's hand, and I had to be at her mercy.

The afterglow of the ghost's screams was still there, and although everyone was sore and tired, they had to hurry again.

But fortunately, we are now only half a day away from our destination, and if we hold on a little longer, we will be able to reach the location of the first tomb.

The sun shone on the earth, the fog quickly dissipated, and everyone rushed to their first destination on the green meadows.

As a result, when everyone rushed to the sign on the map with great difficulty, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded. I saw that the location of the destination turned out to be a large mossy swamp, a mossy swamp full of water, and there was no zài tomb below.

Night fell again, and everyone rested on the grass near the mossy swamp.

I discussed with Yannan and Zha Qiye, and decided to dig holes in a few grasses near the mossy swamp wetland, and explore the underground, to see if there were any tombs below.

Zha Lao Qi is half a Taoist priest, quite familiar with some feng shui secret arts, I also came up with some theories based on the master's book "Tai Chi Thirty-two Sequences of Feng Shui Secret Arts", which is a collection of "Taoism" and "theft techniques". But the two of us think completely differently.

The theory of Zha Lao Qi says: The Chinese believe in feng shui, and the tomb must be in the place where the mountain faces the water. That is, the principle of "there is a photo in the front, and there is a reliance in the back". This means that there is a stream of water in front of it, and a mountain peak in the back.

The law of Feng Shui is that water is the best, followed by Tibetan wind. Therefore, it is best to bury the tomb in the land where the dragon veins are hidden. The Sanjiang Plain is surrounded by China's three major water veins, and the water phase and dragon veins gather in a prosperous place, which is a treasure land of feng shui.

And the place of the tomb acupuncture point must be the meridian, the four positive positions of the unitary. In this regard, we both think exactly the same.

"Go into the mountain to find the water mouth, climb the cave to see the Ming Hall" means that when looking for the tomb of the Yin House, you must first look at the direction of the water flow, and the "Ming Hall" refers to the field surrounded by mountains in front of the cave, the water pilgrimage, and the gathering of vitality. In other words, the burial ground is inseparable from the direction of the water, as long as the "water mouth" is found, (the water mouth refers to the entrance and exit of the water flow or its vicinity, etc.). You can easily find the right acupuncture points.

To the north and south of the Sanjiang Plain are the Xiaoxing'an Mountains and the Changbai Mountains, which are sandwiched diagonally between them. The water flows from west to east, just like water flowing between two mountains, and it is called "two mountains and one water" in feng shui, symbolizing the treasure land of fortune and wealth. Therefore, the mouth of the water is located in the direction of due west, and the tomb should be in the direction of the water due east of the mossy swamp.

Zha Qiye is based on the geography of the whole of China to infer the inference, which is very accurate, because the local landform will undergo geological changes and other changes over the years. However, the water veins of the mountains will not change much, and it is very convincing to consider the overall situation of the mountain and water veins.

I very much agree with Seventh Master's statement, but I have other considerations. The tomb feng shui pays attention to the "breath of the dragon", the Sanjiang Plain is surrounded by mountains on three sides, sandwiched between the large and small Xing'an Mountains and the Changbai Mountain Range, and the opening is in the southwest direction.

The mountain is "bright dragon" (the water vein is the dark dragon), the three dragon veins are undulating and significant, the gathering point of the dragon line qi vein is the acupoint, which is worthy of the handrail, the court case and the guardrail of the landscape, and the aura of heaven and earth.

The wind blows in from the southwest of the outlet, surrounds and then blows out from the southwest outlet, so as to bring new ideas and take away the filth accumulated in the mountains. The tomb cannot face the wind, so it should be directly opposite the wind outlet, northeast, that is, northeast of the mossy swamp.

This also happens to be the left handrail for the Changbai Mountains, the right handrail for the Great Xing'an Mountains, the back for the Small Xing'an Mountains Mountains, and the court case into a waterlogged moss swamp wetland.

Longshan cooperates with the water and borrows the wind, which can be described as the wonderful Tibetan wind and water, and the eternal peaceful place of the three elements.

Everyone thinks that what we are talking about is the Tao, and they are very reasonable. One is from the water vein, the other is from the mountain range, I feel that the public is reasonable, and the mother says that the mother is reasonable, and it is difficult to distinguish who is right for a while.

In the end, everyone decided to divide into two teams to dig and steal holes, led by me and Zha Qiye, respectively, in the southwest and east directions of the mossy swamp.

The fat man and I sweated like rain to start the excavation work, and Zha Ling'er kept shuttling between the two places, reporting to me the progress of Zha Qiye's side. I heard that the progress over there is much smoother than mine, because I am the location of the tuyere, and the soil underground is very weathered. Although it is a wetland, it is not soft, but unusually hard and difficult to dig.

On the contrary, the work on the side of the Seventh Master was unexpectedly progressing very smoothly, and in the blink of an eye, they were already about to jump into the deep pit before they could continue to carry out the excavation work

The sun was high in the sky, it was noon, and it was time to eat. I decided to open the canned meat in the fat man's backpack to give everyone a refill, and also to celebrate our arrival at our first destination.

The fat man's private canned meat was confiscated by me, and he was naturally very unhappy, so he shouted: "After eating my canned food, after returning to the capital, you have to invite me to dinner to pay off the debt." ”

Everyone smiled and nodded yes, and then happily finished lunch and began to continue digging.

Seventh Master Zha is still progressing smoothly, but the thief hole on his side has been dug to a depth of ten zhang. But I haven't seen any tombs below, or any clues related to the tombs! (To be continued......)