The dragon snake once appeared near the sealed mound of the real battle.

God is still dry, many years, once fertile land is now an inaccessible wasteland, maybe a day to meet a few refugees who are fleeing the military disaster, digging in the soil barely hanging, at least there is no exploitation.

The one-armed old farmer worked hard to do farm work and carefully cared for the seedlings.

With a focused expression, as if he was taking care of his own child, he waved the farm tools with his only remaining arms, bent over and busy with farm work, and squandered sweat or tears in the field......

The scorching sun is scorching, the tribulus terrestris is full of wind and dust, and the old man squats on the ridge of the field and looks at the seedlings and sighs.

The torn cotton clothes on the body are like a treasure in the hands of an antique expert, and they are covered with a thick layer of pulp, not because they don't want to wash it, but they are really reluctant to waste water.

"Still don't understand, alas......"

He thought about it for many years, but he couldn't figure out what the last sentence of the dragon snake meant.

The two brothers died at the hands of the dragon snake, and then the Tang Dynasty disappeared, and the one-armed man asked many people over the years, but no one could tell him the answer, and returned to this place in confusion to think quietly, no longer a fierce general of the imperial court, no longer a powerful monk, his hairstyle was messy, and his hands were full of calluses.

A few outsiders appeared near the mound of sealed soil, holding a compass to look at the mountains and rivers to find qi.

The old man still sat on the ground with a sad face and thought quietly, and he didn't look at the few foreign tomb robbers.

There are too many rebellions in the chaos of the world, there is no money left in their hands to support the army, so they have to borrow money from the dead underground, tomb robbery is rampant, and the tomb robbers who were hiding in the shadows in the past are now upright and even have official status, digging everywhere, and I don't know where so much money is spent.

Tomb robbers are too lazy to deal with old men.

It's just a poor and disabled old man, who can't even live to the end of the year, so there's no need to care.

Holding a compass for a long time, he finally came to the old man, looked at the mountains and rivers to confirm the location of the robbery hole, the leader was a weak man with a compass, and several other strong men stepped forward after setting the position.

The old farmer watched as they took out various tools from their backpacks, such as short shovels and other strange things.

The tough men ridiculed the old peasants.

"Old man~ study a little seriously, learn a few hands to ensure that you don't have to worry about eating and drinking in the next life~haha~"

The unkempt old man smiled, and he was not annoyed, but he felt sorry for the seedlings that were trampled on by them, at least a few bowls of rice were gone, and he should pay taxes to the landlord who entered the donkey.

The speed of digging the hole is very fast, and several people take turns to work on the tea and kung fu to steal the hole and go deep into the ground.

The weak man calculated that there was a tomb underground through the mountains and ancient rivers, and he also knew the approximate identity of the tomb owner, and it was difficult to hide his excitement when he thought of the money that was about to arrive, and the sloppy old man became the best object to show off.

Regardless of whether the other party can understand it or not, he talks endlessly.

The old man laughed.

The back waist is a little itchy, the calloused thick hand lifts the torn cotton clothes and scratches it a few times, the rough nails scratch the old skin and make a clattering sound, scratch it a few times before it feels comfortable, that feeling is very wonderful, regardless of whether the weak man dislikes it or not, the two fingers skillfully pick out the dander in the nail cover and bounce off.

Something was found in the burrow, and several strong men all got into it.

There was a slight tremor from the ground, and then it was calm, and the old man knew that the terrible existence that had rested and slept in the ancient tomb had awakened, and he hoped that he would not be affected by these fools.

The mouth of the hole suddenly stretched out a slender white hand, grabbed the edge and then forced, as if to crawl out of the hole.

The weak man was so stunned that he didn't even notice that the compass in his hand had fallen to the ground.

From the thief hole just dug by several strong men and accomplices, a woman in white with long hair crawled out, half-asleep, her hair was a little messy, and her cloak was in a daze......

Bai Yujun felt inexplicable.

Those tomb robbers dug into the ground and suddenly found a passage, and thought that it was a certain senior, but they never thought that they met a white-clothed long-haired woman in the cave, and then, a murder occurred in the narrow hole, and it was a disaster for life to a demon snake with red eyes in the narrow hole.

The weak man was frightened.

"Are you a human or a ghost? In broad daylight, don't ask for nonsense ......!"

This question is easy to answer.

"I'm not human. ”

Grab the head of the tomb robber and easily twist his neck, throw his head into the hole behind him without looking back, and then kick two feet, the hole collapses and buries everything in the hole, and as a tomb robber, he dies in the cave and deserves to die.

Patting the dust, he turned his head to look at the one-armed old man, and thanked him for the pulp cotton robe.

"What year is it?"

"The world is very chaotic, and there is no era name, and it has been more than three years since the Tang Dynasty perished. ”

After sleeping for three years, time is becoming less and less valuable, and the celestial disasters are not over, and even the three disaster stars have not disappeared, and they all say that it is easy to fish in troubled waters, but there is too much mud in the water, not only are there no fish, but they also trap themselves in it.

Beat off the dust, took out a straw hat and put it on, lifted the wind and sand and covered his face with a white cloth, bent down and pinched the dirt and jumped and jumped, the old farmer didn't know what the big demon was doing, but he felt as if something indescribable was changing in the earth.

"Your Excellency, you haven't told me how to make peace in the world. ”

"I told you. A certain snake didn't raise his head back.

The old man shook his head, his face confused.

"But I don't understand, I've asked many people and thought about it for many years, but I still don't understand. ”

Bai Yujun moved, a little pitiful for this former court general, who had been entangled in a problem for many years and refused to give up, but unfortunately, he would never understand.

"Because you are too stiff, like those old bacon old zombies in the coffin, stiff, rotten, lifeless. ”

"Stiff...... Rotten ......"

The sloppy old man understands that the Central Plains has not changed for countless years, stiff like a white-haired zombie skull, stinky and hard, stubbornly rotten in this land, and the change of dynasties is just a change of name to take a breath and continue to rot, and even use his life to defend this decay and make everyone conservative.

After thinking about it, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness, he couldn't do anything, decadent, depressed.

Bai Yujun is still busy, patting and kicking.

Changing the vein of the earth qi will make this piece of feng shui unremarkable, there are no advantages and no disadvantages, after the earth qi is changed, several hills and rock masses in the distance collapse to change the mountain, and the river will change the river in the future, so that no one can find this ancient tomb again, although it is unremarkable but free from the worry of being stolen, it is considered a cost of accommodation.

The old man sighed, picked up his hoe and prepared to leave, when he suddenly remembered something.

"Your Excellency, countless heroes are looking for you, and it is rumored that whoever wins the true dragon will win the world. ”

"Thanks for the reminder. ”

The old figure walked away with a hoe on his shoulder, indescribably gloomy.

Bai Yujun clearly knows how much impact he has on those careerists by his actions, and it is estimated that countless people are trying to search around, and now he is more valuable than the legendary jade seal, and the ghost only knows what the bastard who suffered from the plague has set up his intentions, so he should find a place to avoid the limelight.

The wind blew the yellow dust, and the girl in white pressed the straw hat and leaned forward to measure the earth step by step.

"The sand got in my mouth...... Phew!"