The young man seemed to understand. "Dad, are you saying that our ancestors knew where the dragon veins are? Then you were looking for dragon veins in the mountains for the past few days? Do you want to bury my grandfather's ashes in the Qing Dynasty dragon veins?"

The two of them walked in the mountains for a few more hours. They saw that the surrounding terrain was getting lower and lower, and became more and more open. Gradually, the ancient pines and cypresses around them disappeared, and they entered a canyon ahead. The canyon was deep and quiet, and in the middle of the canyon.

A manually dug stone road was left. The stone road was about four meters wide and made of marble slabs. On the stone slabs, there were carved dragons with lifelike teeth and claws. Going deeper into the valley, we found many giant copper lamps with strange shapes on both sides.

Most of them are human and animal heads, kneeling to the east and holding a lamp in their hands. I don't know what kind of dye was put in the lamp. The light is dim and dim, and there is a faint fragrance.

"Dad, did you light all this?" the young man asked tremblingly.

His father stared nervously at these lamps and said tremblingly: "No... no, I found it was not lit here a few days ago. Could it be... could someone light it specially for us?"

"How about we go back, Dad, there is an evil nature in Gada here, why do I feel something is wrong!"

"Don't fucking talk nonsense! I have bowed ninety-nine times now and am only trembling. It's okay, son. Dad already found out when he came here last time. If you walk a little further, you will reach the head of the dragon vein. As long as

Let’s bury your grandfather’s ashes and we’re done. Think about it, what a great Feng Shui treasure the Great Qing Dragon Veins is! We, the three of us, will be waiting to enjoy the blessings in the future!”

"Quack, quack... quack, quack..." Another crow flew overhead, and he didn't know if it was the previous one. The young man quickly hugged his grandfather's urn, fearing that he would be attacked by the crow again.

"Quack, quack... quack, quack... quack, quack..." When the young man raised his head again, he saw an overwhelming number of crows flying from nowhere and hovering in the sky.

The moonlight.

"Dad! Crows! Crows! So many crows!" He pointed to the sky and blurted out.

The crow does not mean auspiciousness in the eyes of the Chinese. Its appearance and crow represent ominous signs. Especially when it appears at this moment, it is even more strange now. How could the young man's father not know the meaning of the crow crows above his head! But in this way

At this point, and the ashes of our ancestors have been moved out of the ancestral graves, how can we turn back? We can only bite the bullet and continue towards our destination.

The crows in the sky couldn't be scared away when they saw the swarms. The two uninvited guests suddenly had a strange idea and hovered above the two men's heads to defecate. Tuos of bird droppings were like hail, crackling and slapping on their heads and bodies.

They can't hurt anyone, but they can respond to each other, which makes the two men hide here and there in a very embarrassed manner, but this valley is full of emptiness, so there is no place to hide.

While running, they suddenly saw an ancient temple on one side of the valley. The two of them rushed over helplessly. The group of crows were quite spiritual, as if their purpose had been achieved, they disappeared without a trace in an instant. There was a hanging hanging on the door of the ancient temple.

There was a plaque with crooked alien characters on it. The two men leaned limply in front of the temple door and gasped for air. They vaguely heard the roar of gongs and drums inside the door, and the noise was extremely loud. The son couldn't bear his curiosity and left the temple.
Chapter completed!