Chapter 57 The Whereabouts of the Treasure (Part 2)
When Dana Hu saw that I didn't say anything, he clicked his tongue, took out a box of gold bars from under the coffee table, pushed it in front of me, and said, "I just heard you guys shouting about the Jade Essence Treasure outside. To tell you the truth,
I also learned from a treasure map that there is an ancient treasure here. Unfortunately, I have been in the Xiling Sect for so many years and have only learned the art of breaking rocks. I have only a limited understanding of Feng Shui and acupoints, especially the method of observing the stars.
I really don’t know anything about it, otherwise, I would have stolen the treasure a long time ago.”
Since he said that, I could just slip in and find out what he knew, and then make it up based on the basics. So I pretended to be surprised and said, "I don't know what you have on hand."
What kind of clue is it? Can you tell me?"
Dana Hu obviously had a conflict with what I asked. I thought to myself, too, how could he have the confidence to question someone on their territory? After a moment, his eyes rolled.
He turned, smiled strangely, and said: "It doesn't matter, I can tell you that this treasure is a hot potato. If you can find it, you may not be able to take it out, and if you can take it out, you may not be able to find it."
As he said that, he stood up and went to look through the mahogany cabinet in the corner. The red paint on the cabinet was peeled off. After a while, he took out a white microphone with a painting, opened the lid and pulled out a yellow and wrinkled painting.
The brocade silk painting was said to be brocade silk but it didn't look like it. When he spread it on the coffee table, I couldn't help but squint my eyes. It was a simple desert map composed of red, green and brown colors. If you include
This yellow cloth represents the color of the desert, which is the four colors.
Sun Moazi lay down, raised his head and exclaimed: "Okay, this thing is really strange. Look, the painting style is not from our country, and look at the fabric..." He stretched out his hand and pinched it, then brought it to his nose.
He took a sniff and said, "This fabric should...should be from the late Qing Dynasty. If it can't be new, could it be a fake?"
Feilong also smacked his lips, nodded, and said: "Yeah, could it be some damn kid who drew such a thing, threw it in the desert, and was picked up by Brother Hu as a treasure?
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Immediately, Hu Dana's face became unsightly and turned into the color of pig liver. It was so disrespectful to hurt others. I clicked my tongue and glared at them. I thought to myself, why did you two piss him off?
Good news? The most important thing is to find out the clues he knows. He, a former leader of the foreign clan of the Xiling sect, will this be an eye-opener?
For the first time, I called him Brother Hu and said to him, "Well, don't take it seriously, they are all blinded by the wind and sand."
I turned the painting upside down, and when I looked at it again, I couldn't help but be surprised. Sure enough, this painting was really unusual! It was clearly a Feng Shui picture of Xunlong Panshan. It belonged to his grandmother, the person who painted it.
He is an expert. The mountains and desert above form the shape of a chair. This is clearly the open sky seat in the Feng Shui Bureau. It is a treasure land with extremely excellent Feng Shui. And this mountain range is the fucking Kunlun Mountains!
Dana Hu saw that my expression was a bit exaggerated and knew that I must have seen something, so he asked me tentatively: "Brother, did you see something?"
I took a deep breath of shock, put my hand on the painting, and asked him: "Tell me, where did this painting come from?"
