Chapter 12 Searching for the grave, rolling the dragon down
"What else do you have to say?" Tang Sanmu stared at the counterfeiting king calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a bright light suddenly emitted from Lingbao Pavilion. Tang Sanmu picked it up and took a look.
Today a new product was released, called Baishu Jue.
This time the product turned out to be a book with the words next to it——
The Hundred Arts Illustrated Book can recognize hundreds of arts in the world and can defeat thousands of magics in the world. It requires 150 merit points.
Someone left a message below:
"There should be more things like the Heaven-turning Seal!"
"What's the use of knowing all the hundreds of arts in the world? Do we need to go back and recreate them?"
"Isn't the ultimate goal of all the arts in the world to cultivate immortality? It is indeed a useless book for us, and only fools buy it."
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Tang Sanmu naturally became that fool.
He doesn't know the identities of the other people in Lingbao Pavilion, but this book is still very useful to him.
This time, Lingbao Pavilion's delivery method was also different. A white light flashed, and a simple-looking book appeared on the table.
Lingbao Pavilion: The relationship is successful. How to use the illustrated book of all kinds of magic: read it deeply and explain it by yourself. Comes with a gift: a magic talisman. The effect: a cannon in the air.
It is in a place away from the camera and cannot be seen by equipment friends.
Lingbao Pavilion went out and Tang Sanmu glanced at his phone.
The anti-counterfeiting king actually went offline without giving any reward.
He still didn't want to admit it, but Tang Sanmu said meaningfully: "When you meet a husband like this, if you need to divorce, just divorce.
The happiness of the rest of your life is ultimately in your own hands."
What he said was incomprehensible, and all the weapon friends were also at a loss, wondering who Miki meant to him.
On the other side of the camera, a woman had tears in her eyes and covered her mouth in surprise.
Who would have thought that everything in the world would be complete by chance?
The wife of the anti-counterfeiting king was bored at home and actually caught the live broadcast.
And it was precisely because Tang Sanmu knew this that he revealed all the secrets of the anti-counterfeiting king in public.
The anti-counterfeiting king's wife is a kind person. If she doesn't push her, she will probably endure it forever and spend the rest of her life in pain.
Everything seems to be a coincidence, but it is not a coincidence. This is fate, which is mysterious and mysterious.
Although the anti-counterfeiting king finally hung up with Lian Mai in disgrace, Tang Sanmu's eyes still hurt.
“Such people should try to avoid things like this in the future.
To be on guard, I set up a ban on even mic attempts being initiated against me.
From now on, we will pay five hundred first, and after payment, I will initiate the wheat connection.
We can still see two more today."
Single for ten years: Even if I spend 500 yuan to eat spicy hotpot, I won’t be fooled by this evil person!
Green Years: Other masters of metaphysics who have hundreds of thousands of fans don’t have this rule, but you, a small anchor with 10,000 fans, still dare to set the rules? You are awesome!
Single for ten years: You’ve spent most of your money on the gullible fool. If anyone can still give you money, I’ll take your last name!
Unexpectedly, as soon as the news of being single was sent out, a series of gifts suddenly exploded in the void.
It's exactly five hundred yuan.
id ground dragon.
Tang Sanmu sent the application for continuous wheat, only to see this person wearing a mask, carrying a heavy backpack, holding a flashlight in his hand, and said breathlessly: "Master, can you help me look at the cemetery?"
This person seemed to have walked a long way up the mountain, and his mask was wet with sweat.
Tang Sanmu asked in surprise: "It's almost nine o'clock in the evening. Why are you asking me to look after the cemetery at this time?"
Gundilong wiped his sweat: "He is such a master. My father has been seriously ill recently and his end is approaching.
My biggest wish before I die is to return my fallen leaves to my roots and be buried in this mountain.
Moreover, the old man is very superstitious about Feng Shui, so he had to ask me, his son, to find a Feng Shui treasure for him.
I have found several Feng Shui masters these days, but I am not particularly satisfied with what they said.
Later, I accidentally saw the clarification video posted by the mall, and then I realized that you, Master Tang, are the real master!
So I sincerely ask Master Tang to help me. If I can really choose a good location, rewards or anything else won’t be a problem!”
As the ground dragon spoke, he adjusted the camera to the rear, and combined with the light of the flashlight, the place was decorated extremely brightly.
Tang Sanmu took a quick look and said calmly: "The front is bright and the back is strong.
The host and guest present each other, which brings great auspiciousness.
The trees in the mountains are lush and green, and the descendants will be strong in their old age.
If there is no Yin channel passing through, this place will be completely peaceful.
My friend, the place you chose is good. Looking at the flat land, if there are no old graves, it can be used for burial."
The ground dragon was not satisfied and smiled awkwardly: "Master, you don't understand what I mean, I want the best!
Choose the best area for me from this auspicious land!"
As the ground dragon talked, he walked forward. After walking a few steps, Tang Sanmu suddenly shouted: "Stop!"
The ground dragon froze and asked, "What's wrong, master? Have you found a good place?"
Tang Sanmu answered the question incorrectly: "Friend Qi, turn over the soil on the ground and see if the soil underneath is red."
The ground dragon nodded, squatted on the ground, and dug a few times.
While digging with his hands, he muttered: "Master, have you made a mistake?
This mountain is covered with black fertile soil, and I have never seen red soil before."
"Don't ask in a hurry! We'll talk after digging!" Tang Sanmu's tone was firm and left no room for doubt.
After digging about fifteen centimeters, the ground dragon was slightly startled: "Red soil! There is really red soil down here!"
Then he asked again: "Master Tang, I don't quite understand, how do you know there is red soil here?"
"Drought in the north will cause disasters caused by three willows. If there are tombs erected and the wind changes, the soil within a radius of ten miles will be filled with blood." Tang Sanmu said.
Then he cleared his throat with a strange look on his face: "Friend Qi, you're just talking about tomb robbing, so why bother bringing your own father out to talk about it?"
Purple Lemon: Let me choke you? Real or fake? Are tomb robbers so blatant now? How dare you live broadcast with others!
Golden Requiem: I want to know even more what is this guy’s plan?
Nether Maniac: I am laughing so hard, my family! I just felt like something was wrong with this kid!
Tang Sanmu couldn't help but laugh while watching the conversation between his friends: "You know the general location of the cemetery, but you can't find the specific location.
So he wanted to ask me for help.
I have to say that this idea is very unique and I appreciate it very much.
But his behavior was extremely stupid. Searching for your father's grave in the middle of the night was puzzling.
Secondly, since you are here to dig a grave, you might as well come up with a brighter name. The three words "Ground Dragon" will be very surprising.
Thirdly, although the land you are stepping on has excellent Feng Shui, you can tell at a glance that this excellent Feng Shui has been taken over by others.
Apparently there is a large tomb here that is over a hundred years old!
There is a saying I wonder if you have ever heard of it, if you have gained all the feng shui benefits in a hundred years, there will be no harm or good fortune in a new grave."
The muscles on Gundilong's face twitched, as if he still wanted to quibble, but at this time his mask turned red, with blood seeping out.