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"Dinglong stake? It looks amazing."

"Yes, it seems that there is such a pile under the Mingzhu Bridge, which is fixed by a single dragon."

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When everyone heard Shen Hao's method, they were amazed and knew it was reliable. Because this method had been heard before.

There is an viaduct on Yan'an Road, Mingzhu, which is as high as 5 floors. There is a metal dragon made of dragon on each of the two supporting columns of the elevated road. It seems nothing unusual, but in fact, there is a mysterious story behind it.

It is said that when this elevated pile was piling, no construction machinery could be drilled. The municipal design institute, urban construction design institute design, municipal and tunnel engineering companies involved in the project immediately mobilized technical forces to tackle the problem. Again and again, the ground piles could not be drilled.

When he was helpless, he invited a great monk from a temple. The monk came to the intersection of the east-west elevated road and the north-south elevated road to take a closer look, then closed his eyes and closed his hands, and remained silent for a long time.

Everyone asked if there was a solution? The monk pondered for a long time, and then said that he had found the crux of the problem. He said that there was a dragon underground called a earth dragon. If he wanted to suppress the earth dragon, he had to have a heavenly dragon. That is, the origin of the dragon pillar. After the monk finished speaking, he sighed with emotion, saying that he had revealed the secret of heaven, and he probably would not have much future in his life. He wished to repay his kindness, and would benefit the believers of the Mingzhu, and also devote his energy to the construction of the Mingzhu that he had lived for a long time.

The great monk silently chose auspicious day, and everyone followed his instructions and prepared everything. The master burned incense and prayed, and did it one by one. After the matter, he told him to drive piles after a certain moment, and then he would not return. Although the engineering and technical personnel were confused, they were also moved to the thoughts and followed the instructions. Who knew that after this, the ground piles were successfully driven, unbiased and completely in line with the design standards, with strict elevated strands between north and south, east and west.

After the monk returned to the temple, he passed away in less than a few days.

Almost everyone in Mingzhu knows this supernatural story. Now that Shen Hao said this method, people have preconceived ideas and unconsciously believed Shen Hao's words.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Chong suddenly sneered and shook his head.

Shen Hao was just proud, but when he saw Zhuang Chong shook his head, he couldn't help but say coldly: "Senior Brother Zhuang disagrees with my opinion? Or is Senior Brother Zhuang have other opinions?"

He smiled solemnly and said directly: "I dare to ask Junior Brother Shen, where do you want to drive the Dinglong Pile?"

After hearing this, Shen Hao pointed to several locations by the river and said, "Then, there are still somewhere. The seven stakes just nailed the dragon's body to death. It is impossible to keep the evil dragon moving and cannot destroy a trace of Feng Shui here."

The positions chosen by Shen Hao are very accurate. According to Feng Shui, it is indeed a perfect way to nail the water dragon to death.

Even Yun Congyang nodded and agreed.

However, solemnly sneered and said, "Well, the location was good. What a pity, it's a pity..."

"What a pity? Don't pretend!" Shen Hao couldn't help but feel angry when he saw this solemn look.

Even his master Yun Congyang agreed, why should Zhuangzhong pretend to be picky?

"It's nothing, it's just a pretty golden tortoise that she is out of the shell, but you have blinded the golden tortoise's eyes!" said solemnly.
Chapter completed!