The so-called Feng Shui method is the best, and the wind is the second. Looking at this place from all sides, it neither faces the mountains nor the water. No matter how I look at it, I feel that Qin Shihuang cannot bury himself here.

"Old Hu, you didn't lead the wrong way, right?" Fatty Jinlong asked as he looked around.

Lao Hu quickly stretched out his hand and pointed at the mark on the map and said:

"I dare not say anything else, but I will definitely not lead the wrong way to lead the way. I have been walking on the mountain road for a lifetime and have never missed the place unless you marked it wrongly."

Since the place was not wrong, the problem must be on the map in the hands of Baye.

Could it be that the location marked on this map is not the ancient tomb of Qin Huang?

Master Ba looked at the map in his hand, sat down on the spot, and began to stare at the surroundings and study them carefully.

It was hard for everyone to disturb them, so they could only sit aside and wait quietly.

Fatty Jinlong also took out a large bag of meat slices from his backpack, and stolen it and ate it.

I now seriously suspect that the backpack on the fat man was carrying was not equipped at all, and they were all for food and drink.

"Wang Cheng, what do you think this is?" Sister Qimeng sat next to me with a plant like medicinal herbs in her hand.

"What?" I looked at the plants in Sister Qimeng's hand, but I didn't recognize them at all.

"This is Yaoqi, which we used to call it Yinhua. Drinking it in water can enhance a person's physical fitness and eliminate fatigue." Qimeng said, and put the washed Yaoqi into the kettle that had just been boiled and prepared to boil water for me to drink.

Just when Qimeng talked about this medicine astragalus, I suddenly thought of the medicinal materials needed to practice Fengcun Pill that Bu Zhengjing had assigned me before.

Colorful peas, black-hearted tiger and long sleeping grass. After so long entering the mountain, I threw this matter behind my mind. I didn’t look for these three medicinal herbs carefully along the way.

Just as I was thinking about finding medicinal materials, Eighth Master suddenly slapped his thigh hard and stood up from the ground:

"I understand that this place is not the real place where Qin Shihuang buried his bones. We not only have to find the places marked on the map, but also have to find Heihe. This place is just an introduction to find Heihe. If we want to find Qin Shihuang's ancient tomb, we must find Heihe first, without any shortcuts!"

After the eighth Master finished speaking, the scorpion face threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, stood up and asked:

"Master Eighth Master, then how do you think we will find this Heihe?"

Eighth Master did not speak, but turned his gaze to the guide beside him.

When the guide Lao Hu saw that the Ba Master was staring at him, he was stunned:

"You...what do you think I'm doing? I've completed the task now and brought you to the destination in advance. As for the Heihe River, I have never heard of it. You have to find a way to do this yourself. I'll take a break and prepare to go back. The whole family is still waiting for me to go back to raise it."

Master Eighth smiled and asked:

"Lao Hu, you have lived near Mount Li for so long. Have you never heard of any rumors or legends about Heihe?"

"I have never heard of Heihe." The guide Lao Hu answered very decisively.

The old fox, Eighth Master, naturally saw that the guide Lao Hu was lying, so he smiled slightly and said softly:

"Lao Hu, if you take us to Heihe or provide useful clues, then the fee we promised to give you in the first place will double it!!"

The guide Lao Hu shook his head and said without hesitation:

"Even if you give me ten times or a hundred times, I can't take you there. If you have money, you have to have life, right? If you go there, you will die. If I do..." The guide Lao Hu was halfway through his words, he realized that he was saying the wrong thing and quickly shut up.

The eighth master smiled and walked slowly to the guide Lao Hu, patted his shoulder and said:

"Old Hu, if you really don't want to take us there, it's not difficult for you, but you have to tell us what you know. After all, we are a friend. This time we come to Mount Li and will never give up until we achieve our goal!"

The guide Lao Hu was silent for a while, and finally told us everything he knew about Heihe.

This Black River was rumored to be excavated before Qin Shihuang built the imperial tomb. It was two or three miles wide and completely surrounded the entire imperial tomb.

At that time, the river was filled with venom that could cause the skin to rot, and the purpose was to prevent the craftsmen who built the imperial tomb from escaping.

Time has changed, and it was a thousand years ago that the Huling River had disappeared. But for some reason, every first year, you will occasionally see a Heihe River that is beyond the end near the imperial tomb.

The water in this river is as dark as ink, and no one who sees it will end up in good terms.

"How do you look for this black river?" Eighth Master looked at the guide Lao Hu and asked.

"Do you have any cigarettes? Give me one." The guide Lao Hu said, taking a lit cigarette from the eighth master's hand, put it in his dry mouth and took a sip, then continued:

"If you want to find Heihe, I also listen to what others say, so you must first find a place. There will be a living dead person in this place. In the middle of the night, the living dead person will guide you to find Heihe." After the guide Lao Hu finished speaking, he added:

"But I don't recommend that you really go to find the Heihe River. I'm afraid you will never come back again..."

At this time, Zuo Qiu Yingxue smiled and said:

"It's okay, we came to this world and we didn't plan to go back alive."

While it was still dark, Eighth Master settled all the fees for the guide Lao Hu and asked him to go back down the mountain by himself.

As soon as the guide Lao Hu left, Scorpion face came over and asked the Eighth Master in a low voice:

"Master Eighth Master, it's a disaster to keep that person. I'll chase him and then take over him here and save him from talking nonsense after he goes back, so as not to cause trouble."

After hearing the words of Scorpion Face, Eighth Master shook his head:

"Old Pi, there will be no blood before going down to the tomb, so let him go."

"Okay." Scorpio agreed with a face, then found a corner, and sat there alone.

"Wang Cheng, these people are so cruel. Others help them, but they want to kill each other. You said that if they have used us, will they kill us like this?" Sister Qimeng said as she put the hot water from the soaked medicine astragalus in a cup and handed it to me.

"No, Sister Qimeng, don't worry, I will definitely take you to leave here safely." Although I said this, I had no idea what their Black Mountain Wolf will plan for me and Qimeng.

But no matter what, before I came, I had already made the worst plan. Even if they wanted to attack me and Sister Qimeng and kill someone to silence me, I was confident that I could escape from them.
Chapter completed!