"Uncle Shi, you weren't like this before, why didn't you reason with him just now? What are you afraid of in this kung fu? The young monk said.

"Nonsense, we are all monks, we are compassionate, and if we have kung fu, it is also used to strengthen our bodies, do you want me to fight with that benefactor?"

Boom, the bell rings again.

"Wait a minute, I have to see how he practices and what kind of kung fu he practices?" After walking out, Hongan turned back again, just in time to see Wang An put his palm on the vibrating bell and felt the vibration from above.

"Uncle Shi, what is he doing here, Shen Shinto."

"He's feeling the vibration of the bell, feeling the power, the power of the vibration."

Hongan saw that Wang An's body was also trembling slightly.

"What is he going to practice?"

"I know Uncle Shi, this is resonance, right?" The young monk on the side clapped his hands and said,

"Hmm, resonance? You'd better go back and read more scriptures. Hongan watched for a moment before turning to leave.

"Amitabha, if I can beat him, can I let him toss around here?" Hong'an said.

Knock, knock bell ringing has been echoing in the Pine Forest Temple. At this time, the abbot Zen master walked towards this side.

"Hongan, what's the matter, why does this bell keep ringing?" He intercepted Hongan in the middle of the road.

"A benefactor said he wanted to use our big bell to practice."

The abbot Zen master was slightly stunned after hearing this, and came to a short distance from the big bell, looking at Wang An, who put his hands on the big bell in the middle of ringing the bell.

"So it's this benefactor?"

"I guess he's stunned for a while, and it's fine to get past this strength."

The bell rang in Songlin Temple all morning, and before leaving, Wang An also specifically wanted the abbot Zen master to apologize.

"The door of Buddhism is wide open, the donor and my Buddha have a fate, has the donor realized something?"

"A little bit of a gain, thank you master."

"That'll be fine." The abbot said with a smile, looking like a kind old man.

Just when a kind of monk in Songlin Temple thought that this matter was over, Wang An came again the next day.

Hong'an, who was hiding in the corner and eating elbows, listened to the bell ringing constantly, and suddenly felt that the elbow in his hand was not so fragrant.

"Why is it here again, it's endless?!"

He didn't just come the next day, he came almost every day.

"Senior brother, you have to take care of this matter, at a fixed time, he came to work in our Songlin Temple, do you have to prepare a meditation room for him in our Songlin Temple?"

"Calm down, you'll be fine in a few days." The abbot said with a smile.

Under the big bell, um, ho, at the same time as Wang An spoke, his body trembled like a big bell, mainly the abdominal part of the chest cavity, guided by the sound, when the strength of the body trembled, the power of the tremor was locked by the muscles and muscles of the chest and abdomen, and then it was immersed in the internal organs.

[After striking the bell in the temple for a while, he touches the threshold of the Haw Par Thunder Sound.] Xingyi Fist experience +100. ]

Good guy, a tiger and leopard thunder sound can actually add so many experience points.

After some tremors, Wang An only felt that the qi and blood in his internal organs were surging, and his whole body was hot.

"Yes, these days have not been in vain." Wang Anxin said.

The next day, Wang An did not go to Songlin Temple, which made the monks of Songlin Temple happy.

"Oh my God, he's not coming!"

"Don't say it, suddenly I can't hear the bell, and I'm really uncomfortable."

"Are you a slut?"

"Uncle Shi, how can you talk like that?"

"I finally sent this plague god away, and you still don't get used to it?" Hongan glared at the monk.

Since then, Wang An has not gone to Songlin Temple for a few days, but has been constantly familiar with his voice and trembling in his own courtyard, and he will stop and think about it after practicing for a while.

In addition to this tiger and leopard thunder sound, he is still practicing Vajra Zen palm every day, and his experience value has increased little by little.

During this period of time, the wind and waves were calm, neither Xu Huang nor Tang Wu ever appeared again, and the matter in Chenjia Village seemed to have passed.

But has it really passed? No, Li Xinzhu said that the price of that treasure has soared to 20 million, double the previous price, and according to Li Xinzhu, the price may continue to rise.

It's just that no one knows where the clay Buddha is.

When I woke up early in the morning, the sky was overcast, and there was a rumbling spring thunder.

Thunder sound?

Wang An looked up at the sky.

Boom, then thunder, and the sensation of vibration was as if there was a loading truck with a large load nearby driving by with a lot of stuff.

Wang An closed his eyes and felt that the thunder was rolling, and the air was trembling slightly, but unfortunately, the thunder only sounded for a short time and then stopped.

Early in the morning, he drove out of Hu'an City in the rain, and he planned to go to Jianchang City today to see the ancient tomb, and maybe find something useful for him.

Jianchang is far away from Hu'an, more than 1,000 miles away, Wang An set off in the early morning and arrived in Jianchang in the afternoon, found a place to settle down, and the next morning he first went to the museum in Jianchang City.

Because this is a famous historical city, with a history of nearly 2,000 years, a lot of ancient tombs have been found in this vicinity, and this museum is very large and magnificent.

After buying a ticket and entering the museum, Wang An found a staff member here and asked about the ancient tomb that was stolen twenty years ago.

"Twenty years ago? That's really not very clear, we have a lot of ancient tombs in Jianchang City, a considerable part of them have been stolen, the general tomb you said, there are more than a dozen famous people excavated in Jianchang City! The staff member laughed.

"Then I'd better see for myself, thank you."

Wang An looked at some artifacts according to the guide map in the museum. He had been here alone for a long morning, and was about to leave when he suddenly found a sword and a suit of armor in an inconspicuous corner.

Walking up, Wang An saw in the introduction next to the display cabinet that the owner of the two antiquities was a military general of the Ming Dynasty, whose name was Zhou Huai.

Wang An has never heard of this name, so he shouldn't be very famous, and a sentence on the profile on the side made Wang An's eyes light up.

It is rumored that this Zhou Huai had been taught stunts by a stranger due to fate, and he had the power to drag two bulls, and this Zhou Huai lived to be ninety years old.

"Inhumans teach stunts?" Seeing this, Wang An suddenly thought of that Zhou Feng.

Of course, this is just a rumor, and whether this Zhou Huai has that ability in history remains to be verified.

"Hello, where is the general's grave?" Wang An called a museum staff member and asked him about the exact location of the tomb of the Zhou general.

"His tomb is on the hill outside the city."

"Is there only a few artifacts from that ancient tomb?"

"There are still a few pieces over there, this ancient tomb was stolen by tomb thieves long before it was excavated, and some of the cultural relics in it were lost or damaged, it's a pity!"

"It's a pity." Wang An walked to the side of the display case, which was a painting with the life deeds of General Zhou Huai.

In it, Wang An found something that interested him again, and there was such a passage: "I met a stranger to teach stunts and treasures, and after I succeeded, my strength increased greatly, and I had the power to drag the two oxen." ”

After coming out of this museum, he drove out of Jianchang City, and according to the guidance of the navigation, he came to Xiwang Mountain, which looked like a giant turtle lying on its stomach from a distance, and the position of its head was looking west, and the mountain was lush and full of trees.

After finding a place at the bottom of the mountain and listening to the car, Wang An went up the mountain. The mountain was very large, and there were a few people in the mountain who came to play, so Wang An stepped forward to ask them about the ancient tomb.

"There are dozens of ancient tombs on this Xiwang Mountain, and I don't know which one you are talking about."

"I don't know, I don't know."

Wang An asked around, but the result was that no one knew the exact address of Zhou Huai's tomb, so he could only find it by himself.

As he walked, he came across an ancient tomb with only one entrance, which had been blocked by barbed wire, and on it hung this sign prohibiting entry.

In fact, in reality, many people who are not very famous, the scale of the tomb is not large, and after the excavation, the cultural relics inside will be moved to museums and other places for protection.

Some may be re-blocked, while others will be left alone. After all, there are so many tombs, and if each of them were protected, there would not be so much money at all.

Wang An searched around the mountains, but until it was dark, he couldn't find the tomb he was looking for, so he had to go back.

[You've found five tombs, none of which you're looking for, so maybe you should think differently.] ]

Returning to the Jianchang City Hotel, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that if he continued to look for it like this, he didn't know when he would find it, he would have to pass through Xiwang Mountain, it was not a mountain, it was a mountain, just as the system prompted, he had to change his mind.

For example, go to a museum to look up materials or find the staff who was responsible for discovering the tomb?

The next day he went to the museum again, found the staff there, and asked him who had organized the excavation of the tomb.

"I really don't know."

"Isn't there a record of this in our museum?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know about that." The staff is smiling, in fact, they just don't want to help with this, who wants to bother with this matter for no reason.

Normally, there will be information about the relevant cultural relics in the museum, from the tomb, who organized the excavation.

"Thank you."

Wang An didn't dwell on it anymore, but turned around to find their curator.

When I got to the office area of the museum, I found the door of the museum director's office and knocked on the door, but there was no one inside.

"Isn't it there?"

He turned around and looked, and saw that there was an archive room not far away, so he wanted to go over and have a look, and halfway through he heard a click behind him, and when he looked back, a middle-aged woman came out of the director's office, and was stunned when she saw Wang An, her expression was very unnatural.

Wang An smiled and walked towards the curator's office again, and the woman lowered her head and left in a hurry.

Without knocking on the door, Wang An pushed the door in and saw a man in his fifties lying on the boss's chair, looking very tired.

"Who are you, who let you in!" The museum chief stood up suddenly, his round face flushed.

"I'm not too young, I'm pretty good at playing!" Wang Andao.

"You, what are you talking about, you get me out!" The curator slapped the table.

"Don't be angry, I'm not interested in your private life, I'm only here to look up a piece of information, and I hope the curator can help."

"What information?" The curator was stunned.

"Zhou Huai's tomb."

"Who, Zhou Huai, is that tomb again?" The words of the museum director made Wang An a little surprised.

"Has anyone else inquired before me?"

"As far as I know, you're the third." The curator thought for a moment and said.

"You wait." The director of the museum thought for a moment and made a phone call, and after a while, the staff in charge of the archives came to his office.

Five minutes later, Wang An came to the archives room as he wished, and found the information of the ancient tomb, including the specific location of the ancient tomb, the personnel who took the lead in excavating the ancient tomb, and other information.

"Thank you."

After coming out of the museum, Wang An went up the mountain again, this time he successfully found Zhou Huai's tomb on Xiwang Mountain, which was halfway up the mountainside, and in front of the tomb was a large pool, which looked like a feng shui treasure.

The entrance to the tomb was sealed by two large iron gates, and on the ground was a broken lock, which seemed to have been visited before him.

The iron door was opened, and a tidal smell rushed out of it.

Wang An didn't rush in but waited for a while, then took out a lighter and lit it at the entrance of the cave, seeing that it was not extinguished, he turned on the lamp and walked inside, stopped after walking a distance, and the lighter tested the oxygen content inside.

This ancient tomb is much smaller than he imagined, the road, the burial chamber, it is very simple, empty, except that there are some Buddha carvings on the stone walls around the tomb, nothing more.

Wang An, who came out of this ancient tomb, was a little disappointed, he didn't find what he was looking for in it.

After descending the mountain, sitting in the car, he considered whether to go back to Hu'an now, and after thinking about it carefully, he decided to stay here for another day.

The next morning, he went to a university in Jianchang City and found a professor surnamed Ma, who was the leader of the excavation of Zhou Huai's ancient tomb.

Professor Ma was in his sixties and looked good, and when he heard that Wang An had come to inquire about the ancient tomb, the professor chatted with him without refusing.

"Zhou Huai's tomb you are talking about?"

"Yes, do you have any impressions?"

"Yes, why don't you have an impression, several people have come to me to inquire about this matter recently." Professor Ma said with a smile.

"In fact, when we excavated the ancient tomb, it had already been stolen by tomb robbers, and according to the results of the scene, a lot of precious cultural relics should have been lost."

"What kind of person is this Zhou Huai?"

"Sure enough, you, like them, are also interested in the owner of this ancient tomb. Zhou Huai was a military general in the early Ming Dynasty, and when his official position was at the highest, he worshiped General Huaiyuan, and he was a military general from Sanpin. ”

(End of chapter)