The Lost Traces of Guide Chapter 12 The Shanxi Tomb has been violent since ancient times
After hearing Feng Er's words, several people looked at each other, wondering where they came from.
The sparks on the ground completely lost their light, and the big thunder lit up a torch. In order to drive away the wild beasts in the forest, it replaced the bonfire. The light of the fire was pitifully weaker than the original fire. In the mountains and forests of Nuoda, there was basically nothing.
To say that this thing can drive away wild beasts is to lie to yourself.
The black and yellow firelight reflected on the faces of several people, and they all looked gloomy. Who could laugh when listening to such a story in the deep mountains?
Lu Guangcheng asked back: "Second Master, what happened to the tomb in Shanxi? What happened?"
"This tomb in Shanxi is very dangerous. More than ten years ago, when my Feng family was in poverty, I found the address of an ancient tomb in Shanxi in the ancestral hall. It was that time that my eldest brother's leg was broken inside.
A cousin also died, how did you get the title of cripple?"
Of course, outsiders don't know this. This is the first time Feng Yu heard his second uncle talk about it. No wonder his father has never visited the tomb in these years. Lameness is only one of the reasons. The real lingering fear should be what happened in the tomb.
There is also Feng's cousin who died.
Feng Yu asked: "Second uncle, what is in that tomb?"
"The corpse." Feng Er lowered his voice and said.
"Bao, Bao Zhi? Second Master, what is a Bao Zhi?" Lu Guangcheng asked curiously.
Feng Er squinted at Lu Guangcheng and said, "You don't even know about the corpse, so why bother fighting? Go back and wash up and sleep."
"The corpse has long hair, is stiff but not rotten, walks like the wind, is four feet long, and is called a demon." Feng Yu explained.
At this moment, an unknown gust of wind suddenly blew and fanned the torch in the middle a few times. This was the first time Lu Guangcheng had heard of such a thing. He looked at Feng Er and asked for confirmation: "Second Master, is there really such a thing?"
"That's right. There is indeed something there. The five thousand years of Chinese history are all buried underground. You have heard of so many things and haven't heard of them. You don't even know about the corpse, and you still miss Guide.
The Tomb of the City Emperor is so damn big, it’s a tomb of the Yuan Dynasty. The Yuan people were very brutal when they ruled the Middle Earth, so there might be something in it.”
Lu Guangcheng was dumbfounded when he heard this, and asked doubtfully: "Is there anything more terrifying than that corpse?"
Feng Yu added: "That's not entirely true. The wisdom of the ancients is infinite. When they were alive, they would spend most of their lives designing their own residence after death. This shows how important it is. In addition to exquisite design and Feng Shui pattern, anti-theft
Nature is the first priority. The ancients tried all kinds of ways to prevent theft, including raising insects, corpses, and ghosts. So, Uncle Lu, there may not be anything more powerful than the corpse, but there will always be something you can't think of. What I said
Right, uncle?"
Lu Guangcheng couldn't laugh or cry, but he felt in his heart that he had been tricked by someone else. He Feng Er said he didn't want to come, but he felt like he was cheated.
Lu Guangcheng added: "Second Master, since ancient times, this treasure comes from the two wests. Each family has its own strengths. I understand this. Shanxi and Shaanxi are also the places with the most tomb robbers. As the saying goes, if the devil is one foot high and the road is one foot high, the things underneath
No matter how terrible it is, isn't it still possible to be cured by someone? The mountain-viewing sect must have more methods than those thieves, right?"
Feng Er replied with a sullen face: "The solution? I am from the Guanshan sect. My ancestor was the Taibao of Guanshan in the Ming Dynasty. I am not a thief who digs up people's tombs."
Lu Guangcheng's flattering words were poured cold water on him. He wanted to ask for words to reassure him, but he didn't expect Feng Er to be a soft-spoken person.
Lu Guangcheng suddenly slapped his thigh and his head started to tremble. As if he had something to say, he sat down next to Feng Er and said, "Second Master, Second Master, I actually remembered what you said. What's under the ancient tomb?"
On the drawing that came out, there was a picture drawn on the back.”
When Feng Er heard this, his heart tightened, and the expressions on his face were all confused. He thought to himself that he was really afraid of something.
"You fucking farted and let it out in one breath. What kind of painting? Please explain clearly." Feng Er used an angry tone to suppress his inner worries. He couldn't help but think about the incident more than ten years ago. Could it be true?
Such coincidences have to happen together.
"I can't tell what the painting is. You also know that I am a layman, half a rough man, and I, Lu San'er, can't show off my little ink at all."
Feng Er turned around and grabbed Lu Guangcheng, "Grandma, are you deliberately trying to amuse us? I think you don't want to save your nephew at all, so let's just go back the way we came. I don't want to risk this farewell anymore."
It’s not like I can’t get off, so I have to join in your fun.”
The problem that Lu Guangcheng had with his mouth was that he had been hiding it for many years. It was the most basic tactic of a businessman. He wanted to explain clearly to Feng Er, but he didn't want to offend Feng Er by speaking in a way that Lu Guangcheng knew very well.
, in the Imperial Tomb of Guide City, only the Guanshan gate has this ability. If it were anyone else, it would be difficult to even find a gate.
Lu Guangcheng was not particular about it, and just slapped himself in front of everyone, and then said: "Second Master, don't be offended, my words are a mistake, you sir don't remember the faults of villains, my nephew must be saved, return to Decheng."
I have to go. The blueprint has been kept by Xiuxian since I got it back. He is very interested in this thing and seems to have really researched something. I remember he told me that it seems to be related to your mountain viewing.
, so I told Uncle Feng about it. I can’t tell exactly what the painting is, but it’s probably something like this.”
As he spoke, Lu Guangcheng picked up a branch and started drawing on the open space.
Da Lei raised the torch and saw Lu Guangcheng draw something on the ground with a few simple strokes. They looked at it in the light of the fire. The painting was so abstract, just like a loach rolling on the ground.
Lu Guangcheng knew that his abilities were limited, and painting like this was already the best he could do. In order to prevent Feng Er from thinking that he was making fun of a few people, Lu Guangcheng hurriedly pointed at the things on the ground and said: "The things in the painting have the heads of tigers and the bodies of snakes, like
It is a kind of totem, and there is a fairy palace in the clouds below. The snake's tiger head looks straight at it, and the lower half of the body is still growing in the fairy palace. It is really strange."
"That's Guide City, what kind of fairy palace is it? What did you say before you left? Have you forgotten it?" Feng Er looked at the sketch on the ground without getting angry, and just asked a question.
Lu Guangcheng didn't think of it for a moment, so Feng Yu said: "Here is a coiled snake bathing in the wind and drinking from the spring, gathering energy against the mountain."
Lu Guangcheng came to his senses, slapped his forehead and said: "That's right, that's right. It seems that Mr. Feng is right. The snake in the painting should be the same as the one in your mouth. I said that this tomb can only be viewed by visitors."
It is true that one can find the gate in the mountain."
Feng Er said: "Stop talking nonsense, get some rest early, and leave for Guide City early tomorrow morning."
"Second, Second Master, so you have found the location of Guide City?"
"I'll find out if I can find it tomorrow."
Feng Yu pursed his lips and smiled at Feng Er. He knew in his heart that if his second uncle said he had it, then he basically had it. He didn't know how the second uncle judged the location, just based on the loach rolling on the ground?
To be honest, no matter how abstract the painting is, it's impossible to tell anything.
After Feng Er finished explaining, he went to sleep leaning against the tree. No one said anything more. He left Da Lei to guard the first half of the night, and Ming Yi took over in the second half of the night.
Feng Yu couldn't help but look at his second uncle who was pretending to be asleep. He knew in his heart that the old fox must not be asleep. He didn't know what he was planning.
As for the Shanxi tomb mentioned more than ten years ago, Feng Yu had never heard anyone mention it, let alone how Feng Qing's leg was broken in that tomb.
