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Chapter 6 Underground Dragon

All the people present were craftsmen, and the Taoist priest was like a foreman directing us to unload the shovel in one place. This action was similar to determining the pattern of the ancient tomb above the ancient tomb. Zhang San, Li Si and the three of them did not know that the Taoist priest and I were in my

The conversation in the bedroom, so until now, they still have weird expressions and can't figure out why my attitude towards Taoist priests has changed so much in such a short period of time.

They looked at me, I nodded and said, "Let's dig it."

The ancient tomb is underground, and the Luoyang shovel is usually used to explore the location. Firstly, it can measure the depth of the tomb. Secondly, the tomb sealing soil brought up by the Luoyang shovel can also be used to identify the dynasty of the tomb and infer the entire tomb layout. But in

Here, we lower the shovel. To describe it this way, we can feel the sensation coming from under the shovel.

In the beginning, it was just ordinary soil.

Until, shoveling suddenly became easier - the shovel hit the groundwater, or should be said to be a place rich in groundwater.

The Taoist said: That's enough, go back to shoveling.

When the shovel was brought up, some of us were shocked, because the grooves of the Luoyang shovel were filled with black soil, as if it had been soaked in ink.

There are only two ways for grave robbers to identify soil quality: smell and taste. After seeing the soil, I subconsciously pinched a little, smelled it, and licked it with the tip of my tongue.

I shook my head at the people who were looking at me and said, "It has no smell. Apart from the color, it is just like ordinary soil."

However, the Taoist priest's expression changed and he stared at the soil for a long time without saying a word. Instead, he took us to another place and started shoveling. As you can imagine, the result was still this kind of black soil that made people panic.

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Among my father's three friends, Li Si was considered a knowledgeable elder. At this time, he asked: I have heard that there is a black oil, the kind used in cars. Do you think it will be underground?

Could it be that kind of thing? What's it called, by the way, oil.

The Taoist priest shook his head and said: Don't guess, there is a dragon underground.

The old patriarch was the first to ask this question. What he cared about most was whether the feng shui of my father's graveyard was the legendary dragon's lair. So when he heard the word dragon, he was so excited that he almost grabbed the Taoist priest's sleeve and asked eagerly.

He said: Lao Wang, if you have anything to say, you are not an outsider, so I won’t let you show off.

The Taoist priest sighed and said: In fact, in the beginning, I was deceived by the old man just like you. This place is definitely a treasure, but its Feng Shui is not on the ground, but underground.

After speaking, he pointed to his feet and said: Under the ground, there is a black river. This is an underground undercurrent. This river is a dragon. And Mr. Zhao's graveyard happens to be on the head of the dragon, occupying all the time.

The location is favorable and the people are nice. But there is something I don’t know whether to say or not.

Our attention was attracted by the Taoist priest's words, and it turned out that this Taoist priest definitely knew more than we did, so I handed over my hand and said, "Taoist priest, it's okay for you to just say it."

The Taoist priest looked hesitant and said: There is another grave under Mr. Zhao's grave.

"What?!" I couldn't calm down anymore. How is this possible? It's a taboo to build another grave on someone else's grave. My dad is also proficient in Feng Shui. How could he do such a thing?

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The Taoist priest waved his hand to calm me down and said: Actually, it doesn't matter. Now I can't understand Mr. Zhao's thoughts. I said, everyone has his own plan, and those who can be involved in this matter are all smart people.

Now that I have an idea, let's go back.

The old patriarch stopped talking, and the Taoist smiled and said: Old patriarch, are you afraid that Mr. Guo's body will come out to cause trouble again? Don't worry, it won't happen anymore. He has unfulfilled wishes, and the poor Taoist has his own arrangements.

Putting other gossip aside for the time being, when I got home, although several of my father's old friends still had too many questions about this matter, at this point, there was no need to delve into it further. Everyone had realized it.

The matter is unusual. They are all people who have been dealt a terrible blow in this movement, and they have long passed the age of curiosity. Since the Taoist priest has said that he will handle my father's affairs, they will not

There was no need to stay, so I simply had a meal and then left.

After that, the old patriarch repeatedly asked me many questions about the Feng Shui of my father's grave. The Taoist priests all yelled at me but refused to answer directly. The old patriarch then had no choice but to go home. At this time, I was the only one left in the living room.

There were two Taoist priests.

The Taoist priest suddenly asked me: Is there any smoke?

I was stunned. I didn't expect that this Taoist priest who acted like a god was still smoking. I quickly took out one and lit it for him. The Taoist priest didn't smoke either. He just watched the blue smoke rising from the cigarette, and his whole body became deeper and deeper.

The two of them were silent, neither of them spoke. Finally, the Taoist priest slowly spoke and sighed: You have two sons, and there are too few.

I was immediately stunned because what the Taoist said was so abrupt and nonsensical.

The Taoist priest may have seen through what I was thinking, and then said: The Feng Shui mystical book in your home said that Mr. Guo has been planning for half his life, but in the end he is not as good as God. I think it is really ridiculous. He is also called planning for half his life.

? He has been working hard to seek a future with God. Do you really think that man can defeat God? In the end, his family will be ruined and his family will be destroyed?

Relatively speaking, your father is much smarter. He doesn't dare to fight with the sky, but he is asking for a future with the sky. I heard you say that when your father joined the army early, he would rather fight to save his comrades.

, in recent years, he has been criticized and criticized without a single complaint. Do you know why he doesn't?

To put it bluntly, it is still what Mr. Guo said, good luck.

Your father knows that your old Zhao family has damaged their moral character by digging up the graves of their ancestors, so it definitely has nothing to do with blessings. He accumulated good deeds while he was still alive to bring blessings to your descendants!

One is fighting against heaven and going against it, the other is following heaven's will. I think your father is much smarter than Mr. Guo who wrote this feng shui mystical book.

After listening to the Taoist priest's words, I thought of that rickety figure. Silence and tenacity were how I had always viewed him as a son. However, after his death, I found that I could no longer see through him. What the Taoist priest said

, It’s not like it’s fake, but does my father really have such a plan? Thinking of this, I feel very depressed, and even feel a little guilty. I feel guilty that I couldn’t help him share his sorrow when he was alive. I

He changed the topic and said: "The Taoist priest said, what do you mean when I have two sons and I have fewer sons? I know that a great man said that there is strength in numbers. What you mean is that I should have two more sons for the sake of socialism."

Adding bricks and mortar to construction?

The Taoist priest smiled mysteriously and said: No, since you mentioned great men, do you know that great men have right-hand men? Emperors and generals throughout history, haven't you discovered that the so-called people who have gained the Tao have more help, and those who have lost the Tao have less help?

In fact, the so-called winners are all said to be right-hand men?

Putting aside today's great men, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty had Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty had Han Xin and Xiao He. In fact, let alone Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, the two great powers of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty should actually be Xu Maogong and Li Yuanba. Since ancient times, emperors have been both civil and military.

Two Star Guarantee, you said you only have one eldest son, is that too little?

I was covered in cold sweat, my hand holding the cigarette was shaking, and my throat was so dry that I couldn't speak.

The Taoist priest suddenly shouted loudly: Zhao Jianguo, if I really give you another son with both civil and military skills to protect the emperor, do you dare to really mess up the world today?!

I held the cigarette butt in my hand. My hand was sore from the burning. I gritted my teeth, shook my head and said, "I don't dare."

The Taoist priest looked at me with interest and asked: Are you really not tempted?

I also looked at him, shook my head firmly, and said: Even if I really have this fate, I don't want to ruin the peace of the world.

The Taoist priest looked at me for a long time and then smiled.

He said: If you say you dare, I will kill you just now. (To be continued)


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