The funeral customs of Miao people are very particular, but the Miao people are basically the same as those of Han people. They have to use shrubs and find a Fengshui treasure to bury them. These things should be the gu Po in the parody, but Mingyue Village has always opposed raising gu Po, so there is no gu Po in the parody. The e-book of the dance [first release] is the only one who is responsible for all these things.

Laosi Liao chose a grave for himself a few years ago, and only Liao Hai knew about this. Liao Hai took Wushuang and others out of the village and headed straight to a big mountain in the east. The mountain was called Huoyun Mountain. I heard that you can often see Huoyun on the mountain every day when sunset, so I got this name.

Liao Hai asked: "The nanny that grandfather chose during his lifetime was also guided by experts, so there should be no problem, right?"

Wushuang asked him: "Expert? What kind of master? Is it your Feng Shui master in the south or our Golden Dot master in the north?"

"It's very early, very early. The nanny was decided by my great-grandfather. I heard from my grandfather that he was a beautiful fairy."

"Sister Lan San?" Wushuang was stunned.

"Brother Wushuang cannot call the fairy's name directly. This is disrespectful to her. Among the three mountains and nine villages in Miaojiang, the fairy's identity is second only to the God of Fire. It was she who saved us Miao people." Liao Hai was very awe of Sister Lan.

"Since it is the nanny that I thief refers to, I believe that it will never be bad. Although Sister Lan is not the true legend of the golden dot, our ancestors of the thief know some Feng Shui techniques." Wushuang forgot to stick gold on his face.

But after saying this, he regretted it. Looking up, he saw that the grass and thorns were everywhere in the land of Sun Mountain. The top of this mountain is not too high, almost surrounded by mountains, and the other tops surrounding it are much higher than it. If you assume that you look vertically from the sky, it is probably a tic toe shape. Sun Mountain is the middle mouth in the tic toe. [Please search 800 for reading this book] Several nearby mountains blocked the wind tightly. Whose tomb is buried here? Isn’t it a frog in the well? Later people will always be slaves?

"Brother Liao, are you sure this nanny is what Sister Lan San pointed out for your Liao family?"

"It's definitely right? The great-grandfather once said that this place is a Feng Shui treasure land. If it is buried here in a hundred years, it will definitely benefit its descendants. What's the problem?"

Wushuang didn't dare to say it directly. After all, Lan Sanjie represents the stolen sect. If he denies Lan Sanjie, he denies the stolen sect's golden dot technique. Besides, Lan Sanjie has a very high status among the Jiuzhai of Sanshan, Miaojiang, and is their heroine. Even if he tells it himself, he may not be convinced.

But Lan Sanjie has no grudge with the Liao family, so how could he point such a fierce hole to others? Although he doesn't know much about Lan Sanjie, the reason why Lan Sanjie is capable of being a member of the Hongjuan family must be the old generation of the world at that time. After being with the Grand Master for many years, she must have a deeper understanding of Golden Dot Art than herself, and she will never do anything wrong.

Passing through a bamboo forest and a stream, there is a mountainside at the source of the stream, with strange stones standing on the mountainside. At this time, the sun is west, and the sun is covered by the top of the mountain. The black hole on the mountainside is not much brighter than the light at night.

"It's here." Liao Hai said, pointing to the pile of rocks on the hillside.

Wushuang took possession and moved the stones away. He saw that the ground exposed under the pile of rocks did not grow any weeds, and the soil on the ground was obviously different from other locations in the mountains. The soil was loose and flushed.

He reached out and pinched it and handed it to his nose and sniffed it. The red soil had a very strong yin energy, and it was cold before he could wait in front of his nose. In addition, the soil was fine and moist, with a little sour smell.

What's going on? Wushuang thinks he has seen many graves, but even Bai Yanhu's grave has never appeared in this kind of soil? This red is not blood red, but a kind of golden red, just like the afterglow of the sunset. No wonder the fire is common in the Sun Mountain. In fact, it is not the fire clouds, but the color reflected by the sunset on this kind of soil.

"Two, Wushuang's talented scholars want to ask if the soil quality of this Sun Mountain has been like this from ancient times to the present?" Wushuang asked.

"Yes, yes, a group of geological experts came in to study it when they were founded, saying that the soil in Sun Mountain is called... Red Rock Crush, which is a kind of debris formed by the stones in ancient times that were attacked by wind and rain for tens of thousands of years." said Fang Xing.

This is the first time Wushuang has heard of this statement. Even Qianji Guitao has never mentioned the soil like red rock chips. Wushuang can't help but doubt the geologist's statement.

"Shao Kui, why, what's the problem?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's nothing big, it's just..." Wushuang wanted to speak but stopped, not knowing how to tell them.

"Just what?"

"If I could find a better place to build a cemetery than here, would you believe me?"

"This... Shao Kui, this is not a joke? I know you have a deep understanding of the Golden Dot Technique, but Lao Si of Liao had a lasting wish during his lifetime. He must bury himself here because this is the nanny that Lan Xiangu refers to."

Wushuang smiled dryly and said, "Haha... OK, even if I didn't say this, what to do tomorrow morning, you can prepare, I will leave after the ceremony."

This matter has nothing to do with Wushuang. The Liao family has already found a cemetery in advance. This cemetery was pointed out by Sister Lan. Although he saw some clues, he couldn't tell it further.

Wushuang stood up and wanted to leave. Is this a place of trouble or stay less? These people are not a good deal. They don’t do anything about their family business and what kind of jobs should they compete with Miaojiang, which is separated by thousands of miles apart?

But when he turned around, he accidentally saw a piece of the red soil sunken on the surface. He was very careful and possessed it and poked it down. The soil immediately sank again.

"What's wrong, someone has dug up here!" he asserted.

"Impossible? Don't talk about me over the years, even my grandfather rarely comes here, so why was he dug up by someone? Was the Feng Shui of this cave broken?" Liao Hai asked.

"Brother, borrow a shovel. We came in a hurry and didn't bring it. We can't be careless. If the Feng Shui of the yin house is destroyed, the ground energy below will be exhausted. We'd better go down and see what's going on. I've seen anyone in the tomb before."

"Shaokui, what is a tomb in a tomb?" asked Bei Xing.

Wushuang said that the tomb in the tomb is a Feng Shui treasure land that is reused. For example, thousands of years ago, an expert had already taken a fancy to this land and buried his ancestors in this cave. However, because it was buried deeper and deeper, the descendants did not know that they buried their relatives in it, thinking that this was a blessing cave, which would bring blessings to their descendants. A good place is a good place, but how could they know that one mountain could not accommodate two tigers? The result was that the family was uneasy and the descendants died in vain.
Chapter completed!