It is a very stupid thing to argue with a desperado. It is impossible to estimate how many life debts Weng Xiansi is carrying. In this remote place, if he wants to kill someone, he and Zhang Xiuxian will not be easy to deal with.
Feng Yu secretly made a plan in his heart. If he couldn't stabilize this person, he could make a plan to kill him or her, but the most important thing at the moment was not to settle Weng Xiansi's old score, but the people in the lake.
"Dad Aweng, you and I are all out for our own interests. Besides, although you are more familiar with this place than us, you may not be our rivals. If we really attack, both sides will lose, and nothing will be gained by then.
All the efforts of more than ten years were in vain."
Weng Xiansi smiled inexplicably, his face as stiff as an iron plate.
"Don't beat around the bush with me here. What's going on down there? Where's Cao Pan?"
Feng Yu probed and asked: "Have you ever heard of the realm of immortality? Pan Cao said that he entered the realm of immortality and his current whereabouts are unknown."
"The Immortal Realm? Does such a thing really exist?" Weng Xiansi said to himself.
"What is the Immortal Realm? How much do you know? Dad Aweng, if you want the following things, we must cooperate."
Weng Xiansi glared at Feng Yu, and then said: "How are you going to cooperate? What else do you know? Guanshan Taibao has been staring at this place for generations. I am not stupid. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is something under the lake.
There is a lot of gold and silver, or there is a treasure that makes people want to stop."
Feng Yu said simply and clearly: "Let me tell you this, Huaxian Ancient Lake is a great Feng Shui place in Feng Shui, with a very different layout. Back then, there was a tribe who learned the secret of heaven because of slaying a dragon at sea, and the world was greedy.
, in the following hundreds of years, they have been searching for the secret of heaven, but this tribe is mysterious, let’s put it this way, the bottom of Huaxian Ancient Lake is their secret last stop.”
"Oh? There is a secret down there? Are you kidding me? I, Weng Xiansi, have lived for most of my life. I don't believe in gods and ghosts. I have dug a few ancient tombs, and I often encounter evil things. But you want to say that the secret is down here?
, it’s okay to deceive a three-year-old child.”
Zhang Xiuxian then reasoned at the top of his lungs: "Ya'er ancient tombs or temple ruins usually contain a lot of cultural details. You have never gone there to see it. If I tell you something serious, I still think it's a lie. You know the Guanshan Taibao
What is it for? The stone carvings underneath, including the iron plate you mentioned, are all relics left by the Gods."
In order to improve his professionalism, Feng Yu began to talk about irrelevant things in order to deceive Weng Xiansi.
"Dad Aweng, the development of our country's tomb culture is different in every dynasty and every generation. Various exquisite mechanisms have very clear characteristics of the times. The more developed a dynasty is, the more mature the technology will be. The link boards of the Tang Dynasty
, the pigeon turning in the Han Dynasty, and the highly poisonous stone removal in the Song and Ming Dynasties. By the Qing Dynasty, strange and obscene techniques were used for everything, and they were stolen.
For this industry, one thing is certain, the wisdom of the ancients is far more powerful than imagined."
Speaking of this, Feng Yu felt that the designer of the Yin Tower under Huaxian Ancient Lake was by no means an ordinary person. From the geographical location and architecture alone, it contained infinite mystery.
Weng Xiansi didn't care and said: "What you said has nothing to do with me. I only have three points. First, I don't care about what's next. I only want money. Second, what secrets are you talking about? I, Weng Xiansi,
He is a rough man and doesn't understand the truth. You can do whatever you like, but one thing is, I won't accompany you to death." After a pause, he seemed to see that Feng Yu was messing around, "I tell you, don't do this.
It’s a waste of time, where’s Pan Cao?”
Knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing their hearts, what is Weng Xiansi thinking in his heart? People's minds are unpredictable.
Feng Yu had no idea what to do next. While he was talking nonsense, there was a loud noise from the other side of the lake, which sounded like a rock cracking.
Zhang Xiuxian immediately asked, "Where is that place on the other side? It sounds like someone is blowing up the mountain!"
Weng Xiansi hesitated for a while, "Exploding the mountain? Who is blowing up the mountain?"
After he finished speaking, he ignored the two of them and ran towards the other side of the mountain, as if something important had been moved.
Feng Yu glanced at Zhang Xiuxian and felt that there was something fishy about this matter. He immediately packed up his things and followed Father Aweng to the other side of the sound.
Walking through the forest with dead branches and decaying branches along the way made people feel frightened. Weng Xiansi's purpose was very clear. His path went straight to the turntable at the other end of the lake, where the sound of the mountain explosion also came from.
Feng Yu and the others have never been to this place. Huaxian Ancient Lake is located on the sideline. Maybe the carousel has crossed into Myanmar.
The earthquake after the mountain explosion lasted for several minutes. A large number of rocks in the mountain cracked. The geological movement was forced to move during the explosion. What puzzled Feng Yu was who could have exploded the mountain?
?What to do by blowing up a mountain?
First of all, the people of Reservoir Village will never do this. It is hard to tell whether they are humans or ghosts. Creatures that only have thinking consciousness do not have this ability. Pan Cao turned into a fairyland at the bottom of the lake, and only Bai Ran's whereabouts are unknown, but
It's impossible for Bai Ran to do this.
Who would blow up the mountain?
Just as they were thinking about it, the mess of exploding rocks appeared in front of them. This was the turntable that Weng Xiansi had mentioned, and it was connected to the bottom of the lake with some kind of mechanism. Now, this place was blown up into a mountain pass, and the mountain collapsed and the ground collapsed.
It reveals what is beneath the ground.
Weng Xiansi was furious. He had been looking at this place for nearly twenty years, and now he felt bad about it being destroyed. But what people didn't expect was that there was a big hole in the ground where the turntable exploded. The walls were neatly lined, and there were many things inside.
There is a coffin.
To be precise, not one bite
, but three coffins placed in finished fonts.
Feng Yu thought he was dazzled and had an illusion. How could there be a coffin here?
Because the coffin was very large, the three coffins were placed against the wall. Moreover, the coffin looked extremely heavy, with the coffins stacked tightly together. There was a very deep indentation on the outer coffin wood, which was almost deformed.
The current situation is confusing. Who is buried in this coffin? And who exploded it?
"Holy crap, this is not a mountain explosion, this is a fucking tomb explosion. Someone knows there is a tomb underneath."
Zhang Xiuxian was brave, so he walked closer. The wooden coffin structure inside was blown up layer by layer, and a big mouth was exposed on the outside. As he walked, he said: "Ya'er, there must be a lot of treasures in this coffin."
Feng Yu followed and walked up. After a few steps, he found water under his feet. He lowered his head and used a flashlight to see that the water was flowing out of the three coffins. The explosion must have exploded the old coffins.
Zhang Xiuxian didn't care at all. If the contents of the tomb were disgusted by the robbery, then the gold and silver treasures would only be seen but not taken.
After getting closer, I saw the scene inside the coffin from the blown-out opening. Due to the dampness, there was a lot of fluid in the coffin, giving off a nauseating smell.
Floating in the coffin liquid is a golden statue. Its jewelry and clothing are similar to those of the Buddha statue, just like the statue of the Ming concubine in Tibetan legend.
At this point, we must mention what a tantric concubine is. In Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, if a male practitioner wants to practice this double body method, he must first choose a girl with a certain appearance. This girl is called a concubine.
To put it bluntly, it is a woman used by men in dual cultivation. In order to seek the present state of happiness, in order to cultivate the non-duality of happiness and emptiness, and the dual luck of happiness and emptiness, it can even be used by female corpses and female ghosts. Mingfei is a kind of religious concubine.
Give some advice.
The golden statue of Concubine Ming in the coffin has a strange shape. The Concubine Ming of Tantric Buddhism would use its special body organs and posture to understand the different genders of women when they have both happiness and space, so they found it extremely obscene.
Zhang Xiuxian couldn't help but sigh, "She wants to be happy to the grave? What is she doing? Feng Yu, Ya'er, you are experienced, tell me."
"This is the statue of the concubine of the Tantric Sect, a woman used for dual cultivation."
"Double cultivation? It's interesting? It's also a masterpiece of the Gods?" Zhang Xiuxian asked.
Feng Yu roughly analyzed what he had done before contacting him and said: "It may be the same as the Iron Yama Demon Luo Yan riding a corpse, but the status of women here is much higher, unlike the women of Gulan Country who were made to ride a corpse.
"
Zhang Xiuxian scolded: "Damn it, they are all monsters and victims anyway, why don't you know how to show mercy?"
Feng Yu smiled bitterly, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Concubine Ming, who was soaked in the coffin liquid, suddenly opened her eyes and smiled at the two of them.
