Behind the group was carrying a brand-new golden silk nanmu coffin, and Chu Hanxing and the three of them were walking and chatting in front, and she didn't realize that she had fallen into someone else's camera at all.

The number of Internet celebrities in the live broadcast room has skyrocketed.

[, Chu Hanxing! She's... Looking at Feng Shui? 】

[666, how do I feel about the one next to me who I have seen on the financial channel. 】

[Yesterday, some people said that she rushed to find someone else's Qian Group to ask for cooperation, and today she was slapped in the face and died of laughter. 】

[Hey, hey, they're gone, the anchor hurry up! ] 】

In order to keep up with the anchors, many people began to tip the anchors.

The anchor laughed so much that she couldn't see her teeth, and she didn't need to take the initiative to rub the heat for the traffic that came in vain, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, no need for the audience to say, of course she would follow.

She is not the only one, some of them are clever and go directly into the mountains and forests to take pictures with their cameras.

Seeing that there were more and more people following behind, Qian Sheng asked the security guard to stop him, and he moved his father's grave, followed by a group of people to figure out what was going on.

It's already six o'clock in the afternoon, and it's best to do it in the afternoon, or it's a cloudy day.

Because the sun is strong in the morning, the sun is too big for ghosts to appear, but there is a saying in the countryside - don't go under the trees at noon.

At noon, from eleven o'clock to one o'clock, the most vigorous moment of yang energy is twelve o'clock, at this time all the qi has been intake, and the peak of yang energy has been reached.

But at noon, it is not all yang, but the outer yang and the inner yin, and in the middle of the noon, Ding Ji is hidden, and his own soil is wet soil, and Ding Huo gives birth to his own soil, and what is born is not dry soil.

Yang hides yin, and most of the trees are yin, few people know, noon is the junction of yin and yang, noon yang is extremely strong and decline.

Yin qi grows at this time, yin and yang are mixed, and the ghost door is ajar, so the ancient times would choose to cut off the head at this time.

When a prisoner dies, his soul will enter the ghost gate and leave, and he will not be resentful because he cannot enter the ghost world, and will stay in the execution ground, and over time he will become a powerful ghost, causing unrest.

At this time, the twilight is sinking in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun meets the top of the mountain, and the magnificent colors are blurred on the blue scroll.

Step by step, approaching the green mountain, which seemed quiet and deep in the night, the wind whistled in their ears, and everyone stopped at the foot of the mountain.

The mountain peaks in front of him are stacked on top of each other, gloomy and mist, and under closer inspection, it is actually a crane elephant prostrate on the ground with its head up!

Ling Xuan couldn't help but praise again: "Yamagata is really good!" ”

Looking for the dragon point, the most important thing is to find the dragon, followed by the point, the mountain does not have to be a dragon, but the shape and image, the form is the spirit.

"Go up the mountain."

Chu Hanxing walked in front, holding a compass in his hand, and halfway through, it began to rain in the sky, and there were bursts of thunder, and Qian Sheng immediately asked someone to send an umbrella up.

Qian Sheng rubbed his hands and asked hesitantly: "Master, it's raining, this ......"

It was a good day just now, and now it suddenly rains, is it because this place is not good?

Chu Hanxing shook his head: "Keep walking, it's almost there." ”

Ling Xuan also said: "Hurry up, otherwise you will miss the hour." ”

It is still necessary to distinguish between external should and good deeds.

It's all come this far, if you go down the mountain and return, you may not be able to find the dragon's lair so quickly.

There was no need to send an umbrella, and one of them wore a disposable raincoat and continued to climb the mountain.

The anchor lying on the tree is terrible, not only is it raining, but also thunder and lightning, what to do if one is accidentally struck by lightning, he can't take care of it much, he comes down from the tree in three or two clicks and runs home.

The group finally arrived at the treasure land.

Chu Hanxing's eyes circled around the ground, calculated in his hand, and said, "Dig four feet first." ”

Under the order, Qian Sheng beckoned the bodyguards to start digging the pit without saying a word, and the more they dug, the more thunder hit, making Qian Sheng think that he was doing something wrong.

The bodyguards dug for a long time, and one of them had sharp eyes and saw a nest of fluffy and white things in the soil, incredible: "How can there be birds in this soil?!" ”

Qian Sheng stepped forward to take a look, the water droplets on the raincoat rolled down, and he saw that the white bird stretched out its wings to block it.

"Still alive!"

Ling Xuan sighed twice: "It's a positive acupoint, it's terrible, it's terrible." ”

The so-called main hole, that is, the real hole, can also dig out live birds from the soil, which is mysterious.

Now, it's no problem for Guan Qian Sheng to ask for 100 million directly, anyway, he can earn it back quickly.

How much did Chu Hanxing say? Oh, ten million.

Ling Xuan's face wrinkled into buns, and he muttered in a low voice beside Chu Hanxing, "This will cost us blood." ”

Chu Hanxing chuckled: "Their ancestors have good fortune, otherwise this land will not fall into his hands." ”

I can't meet them, everything is just cause and effect.

Ling Xuan shook his head: "I mean, we should take care of his points." ”

He's rich anyway.

"He is a businessman, he doesn't care on the surface, but in fact, he has a clear heart, and he may not have objections at the time, but he may not be able to say it afterwards, he has figured it out, and you and I are a matter of hammer deal."

What's more, there are countless talented people in the world, as long as there is fate and sincerity, they can naturally meet.

There are people outside the world, and there are people outside the sky, and Chu Hanxing doesn't think that he is the best in the world.

Ling Xuan's heart was shocked, he arched his hand, and sighed: "Chu Daoyou, it's me who is in love." ”

All appearances are vain, if there is no Chu Hanxing, he will not be able to get a penny, that peachwood sword, it is not that he can pull it out.

There is yin qi, resentment, and death gas attached to it, ordinary people don't say touch it, and if you get a little close, you will be disturbed by it, and you will instantly give birth to inner demons, if you want to pull it out, where is it so simple.

Qian Sheng is well-informed and knows that he is most afraid of digging up things when laying a foundation on the construction site.

Mainly he is a native of Chang'an, and the construction of bridges and houses has been planned, but as soon as the excavator enters the field, it is okay, a shovel goes down to an ancient tomb, which is comparable to the Luoyang shovel and can dig up cultural relics.

And this bird stayed in the land, and he knew that it was unusual at first glance, and he didn't dare to decide on his own at the moment, so he hurriedly asked Chu Hanxing: "Two masters, what should the bird do?" ”

The rain was too loud, Chu Hanxing raised his voice slightly, and sounded extremely indifferent: "You can't kill it, let's bring it out first." ”

Qian Sheng probably knew that this bird was auspicious, and he was afraid that the bodyguard would get hurt, so he jumped into the pit directly, took off his suit jacket, put a nest of white birds in his coat, and wrapped it up and climbed up.

He walked in front of Chu Hanxing with one foot deep and one foot shallow, his white shirt was rubbed with red mud and wet soil, and his handmade leather shoes were all mud, and he was dirty, and the beggars on the street were much cleaner than him.

The rain dripped into his eyes, and he wiped a handful of them at random, and the mud was even dirtier on his face.

Qian Sheng held the white bird and smiled heartily at them.

Ling Xuan thought of the public service announcement for no reason, and a little boy held a basin and said with a sweet smile: "Mom, wash your feet." ”

It coincides with the picture in front of you.

The corners of Ling Xuan's lips rose, and he looked loving.

"Good son."

His voice collided with another old voice, and he spoke in unison, turned his head, and looked at Qian Dafa.