Chapter 45: The Secret of Nine Mountains and Eighteen Peaks
According to legend, the Starlight Seven Killing Formation is arranged according to the innate Yili to resist powerful enemies.
When this formation is activated, the enemy will be dizzy, disoriented, and confused when trapped in the formation.
Arrows fired from all directions are enough to kill the enemy.
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The thick fog gradually dissipated, revealing a fish-belly white sky, revealing a large black flag on the ground.
Behind the big flag, there were seven or eight men in black lying on the ground. Their bodies were covered with those ancient feather arrows, as few as two or three, as many as five or six.
Liu Shiba stood in a daze on the mountain road, staring dumbfounded as dozens of figures quietly appeared in the woods, on the treetops, in the grass, and in the bushes.
These people are old and young, male and female. The old ones have gray hair and have no teeth. The young ones are fourteen or fifteen with childish faces.
Without exception, these Liujiatun people all held some ancient weapons, bows and arrows.
Li Ergou, Cuihua, Wang Erbangzi, Zhao Dabao, Ma Zhuzi...
At first glance, they all turned out to be fellow villagers from Liujiatun. Some were Liu Shiba's childhood playmates, and some were idle men who sat at the entrance of the village basking in the sun every day and looking at other people's eldest wives.
There are even a few who can walk with their balls in their hands and have sex with at least 80-year-old old men and women...
Among them, Cuihua, the 60-year-old daughter-in-law of the old village chief Li Laifu, was walking at the forefront of the crowd. She wore a white scarf on her head and a patched jacket. She lowered her head and skillfully held a bow and arrow on her back.
On the rickety back.
Seeing Liu Shiba looking at him, Cuihua raised her head strangely, grinned her old toothless mouth, and smiled sinisterly...
Liu Shiba stared at Cuihua with big eyes and small eyes. No one noticed that about three miles away from Liujiatun, a masked man in black put down the telescope in his hand. While fleeing in panic, he took out his mobile phone and made a call...
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Looking at the silent old and young men in Liujiatun, Liu Shiba twitched the corner of his mouth, habitually took out a crumpled piece of big China, lit it and took a few puffs.
Then, Liu Shiba looked at the old village chief Li Laifu who was walking tremblingly, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying:
"Old village chief, I'm back."
The old village chief didn't seem to be surprised at all. He nodded slightly, put his hands behind his back and said with a smile:
"Eighteen, go home first."
Then, Li Laifu rolled his eyes again and added:
"Have you brought back the two thousand yuan you owe my two dogs?"
Liu Shiba, who was shocked by Li Laifu's words, looked at Li Laifu blankly and asked:
"Old village chief, can you tell me what's going on? I don't quite understand."
Li Laifu glanced at the mountain road leading to the village not far away, frowned in thought, and then said to Liu Shiba in a serious tone:
"The people of Liujiatun have lived and thrived here for generations. We are the tomb keepers. This is the ancestral motto."
Hearing this, Liu Shiba's eyes flashed with shock, a little uncertain, and asked softly:
"Which tomb are you guarding?"
Li Laifu's rickety body straightened up, his old eyes widened, and a frightening power appeared all over his body. He looked at Cao Xiong who was not paying attention not far away, and asked sternly:
"This secret is taboo in Liujiatun. We can't talk about it. I don't think your grandpa would tell you. You were still young at that time.
But now it seems that if you don’t tell me when you grow up, you will bring trouble back, and what is supposed to come will come after all.”
Liu Shiba looked at Li Laifu blankly, and then asked in a voice that only one person could hear:
"Whose tomb is guarding?"
"The tombs guarded are the tombs of all the ancestors of the old Liu family. In fact, Liu Yi, the first generation head of the Liu family, is a descendant of Liu Bang, the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty."
Li Laifu glanced at Liu Shiba lightly and explained.
The person who said it didn't care, but the people who listened felt huge waves in their hearts...
Are you not only a descendant of Captain Mo Jin, but also a descendant of the Han Dynasty and the royal family surnamed Liu?
Why didn't grandpa say anything about this?
Doubts gradually arose in Liu Shiba's heart...
Li Laifu frowned slightly, looked deeply into the distance, sighed for a long time, and said slowly:
"Ziyun Mountain has nine mountains and eighteen peaks. Within nine of them, the remains of Liu Bang, the founder of the Han Dynasty, are buried, because this is an extremely rare place with eighteen dragon veins."
"Nine mountains and eighteen peaks?"
Liu Shiba chewed in a low voice.
"What's the point?"
Liu Shiba asked.
"Nine corpses protect the Han Dynasty from destruction and the Liu family prospers."
Li Laifu said calmly.
"As far as I know, wasn't the Han Dynasty destroyed by Cao Wei?"
There was a trace of doubt in Liu Shiba's eyes.
"Because Cao Cao sent eighteen gold-touching captains to dig up the nine ancestral tombs of the old Liu family hidden in Ziyun Jiu Mountain, steal their luck, destroy their bones, and use the Cao family's blood to occupy the Liu family's tombs...
Then, when Cao Cao was about to die, he buried all the eighteen captains except one, Liu Yi!
Cao Cao had all his plans, but he didn't expect that Liu Yi was a descendant of the Liu family of the Han Dynasty."
Li Laifu glanced at Cao Xiong, who was standing quietly in the distance.
"That old guy Cao Xiong is the descendant of Cao Cao."
Li Laifu's next words shocked Liu Shiba and stunned him.
Liu Shiba looked at the gray-haired Li Laifu, then at Cao Xiong, and asked strangely:
"As far as I know, Cao Cao does not have the remains of nine generations of ancestors."
Li Laifu sighed and said bitterly:
"Cao Cao personally beheaded one of his sons, divided his body into nine parts, and buried them in nine ancestral tombs of the Liu family. All the bones of the Liu family were burned."
"Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation. Liu Yi, who escaped, is a ninth-grade gold-touching captain, with the ability to shake the world and weep ghosts and gods.
With the help of Sima Yi, he destroyed the nine bones of the Cao family in Ziyun Jiu Mountain. After that, Cao Wei was destroyed. Sima Yi killed all the Cao family and established the Western Jin Dynasty. The Three Kingdoms were all returned to the Sima family."
At this time, Cao Xiong, who was not far away, added with a sullen face.
Li Laifu looked at Liu Shiba, then at Cao Xiong, and then said:
"But Liu Yi also paid a heavy price. He used his ninth-level skills as a fortune teller, Feng Shui and fortune teller to touch Jin Xiaowei, forcibly tampering with fate, breaking the Feng Shui formation, and changing fate against the will of heaven."
When Cao Xiong heard this, he smiled sinisterly and added:
"The price is that the descendants of his Liu family will suffer eighteen generations of bloodshed."
Hearing this, Liu Shiba seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand, and asked blankly:
"Then whose tomb is the gravekeeper guarding?"
Li Laifu walked slowly to Liu Shiba with his hands behind his back, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled kindly in an old voice:
"The people in Liujiatun are all the disciples and grandsons of Liu Yi, so what we protect is naturally the tombs of Liu Yi's descendants.
In addition to the Ziyun Nine Mountains, there are also eighteen peaks. These eighteen peaks and the Nine Mountains form an extremely weird yin and yang Feng Shui formation, with inner yang and outer yin.
The sixteen corpses of the Liu family's ancestors are buried in the Eighteen Peaks, tightly locking most of the fate of the Nine Mountains. Only when the eighteen corpses are complete can we truly change our destiny."
After hearing this, Liu Shiba finally understood something and asked curiously:
"What do you mean, I want to send my grandfather's remains to the Eighteen Peaks within a year? There are only seventeen remains?"
Li Laifu's face turned gloomy and he said bitterly:
"And your father's remains as well."
"No, my old man is not dead yet, he is just missing!"
Liu Shiba glared at Li Laifu angrily.
"Twenty years ago, your father Liu Shiqi went to Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum alone and disappeared. His chance of surviving was no more than 10%."
Cao Xiong interjected in a neutral tone.
"Old man Cao, no one will think you are mute if you don't speak. I'm curious, why are you helping me like this?"
Liu Shiba glared at Cao Xiong angrily.
Cao Xiong looked calm, glanced at Li Laifu, and said calmly:
"I help you, firstly, because I am your grandfather's apprentice! Secondly, I want to crush the bones of the Sima family hidden in the Nine Mountains and raise them to ashes, so that I, the Cao clan, will feel bad!"
