Chapter 13 Chidi, the three murderers walk side by side
"What's going on...this...couldn't this be blood?" The ground dragon spoke carefully, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Tang Sanmu turned his eyes and stared at the camera, taking in the scenery in all directions: "Quickly take this place as a point and take thirteen steps back!"
The ground dragon didn't dare to be careless and did as Tang Sanmu said.
When he stood firm, Tang Sanmu continued: "Feng Shui says that a century-old grave occupies a blessed place, and the vegetation in all directions reflects good luck.
Feng shui nourishes the corpse, and the yin brings auspiciousness, which not only brings blessings to future generations.
Protect one side at the same time, and get everything within ten miles.
From this, life and death are endless, this is the way of heaven.
But although the vegetation here is lush, it lacks vitality.
The leaves are withered and yellow, the grass is black, and drought must have penetrated the roots.
The old tomb was tampered with, and you just stepped into the vicinity of the old tomb and dug another third of the ground.
The bad luck in the old grave has washed away your blood, so the blood flows out."
The ground dragon's eyes were full of confusion, and he glanced into the distance: "Isn't this a blessed land? Why is it so bad luck again?"
Being single for ten years: Because the anchor himself doesn’t know whether it’s a blessing or a curse, he can only talk nonsense.
Single for ten years: If you think about it well, you won’t have to worry about staying away from scammers.
Golden Requiem: You really find every opportunity to exploit every opportunity, can you calm down...
Tang Sanmu continued: "It was originally a blessed land, but there were three willow trees planted in the southwest, northeast, and south directions.
In fact, if you look closely, it is obvious that the leaves of the willow tree are obviously different from the grass leaves on the ground. They are very green.
Willow trees have the effect of exorcising evil spirits and bringing good fortune in metaphysics, but in this situation, willow is the sword.
Lancet, broken dragon head, this is the first evil.
You zoom out and I'll point you to other locations."
The ground dragon did as he was told, and while the camera zoomed out, the flashlight also shone in the distance.
Golden Requiem: Come on, brother, what brand is this flashlight? It’s very bright.
Nether Mania: Are you really not afraid of running to such a desolate area in the middle of the night?
Dark Angel: Doesn’t anyone care that this guy is a tomb robber? Why are we still talking and laughing?
Tang Sanmu looked along the camera: "At two o'clock, there is a stone.
The shape of the stone is a bit special, can you tell what it looks like?"
The ground dragon stared at it for a long time and took a deep breath: "It looks... like a dog.
A lying dog."
Tang Sanmu was speechless for a while, and there was a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room:
"Haha, what kind of look do you have, it makes me split open, are you kidding me?"
"It doesn't even have limbs, and although it's fuzzy, it looks scaly."
"Could it be a fish? The fish's head seems to be buried in the soil."
Tang Sanmu gave a thumbs up: "It's good for your eyesight. This is a fish, head down and tail up."
It's a dead fish, a fish that died from drought.
This is the second most dangerous situation in the game, the fish is trapped in the earth.
Also, at your eleven o'clock direction, there should be a metal object such as a wire buried underground.
It is the third most dangerous person in the game, the Yin-Destroying Knife.
The three evils go hand in hand, causing drought to become evil and black soil to turn into red earth.
Feng Shui calls this the Red Sand Bureau.”
The ground dragon swallowed his saliva after hearing this, but still stared at the place where he had just stepped.
He seemed unwilling to give up, thinking about that tomb.
Tang Sanmu smiled lightly and stared at the ground dragon: "What's the matter? Still don't want to leave?"
The ground dragon asked: "Master, I would like to ask, what will happen if I insist on digging up this grave tonight?"
"Not to mention that the fans in the live broadcast room will call the police, digging graves is not a misdemeanor.
Even the fierceness of this red land is enough for you to drink a pot. You came today at the wrong time, it is a day of great fire.
At the time of Xu, the greedy wolf above hangs in the air, urging evil spirits.
Take off your clothes and take a look, are there any sores on your shoulders and chest?"
The ground dragon nodded and unbuttoned his clothes.
Dark Angel: Holy shit! Isn’t the master really amazing? He can even tell the pimples on his body!
Nether Maniac: This accuracy is really creepy, but it is understandable. The human body itself corresponds to the five elements, and the shoulders and heart are both places belonging to fire.
Nether Mania: According to what the master said, if the fire evil is relatively strong, abnormalities will indeed occur in these parts of the body.
I am Little Pineapple: Friends, you really understand! Last time you told the master that you understood, I thought you were kidding.
Tang Sanmu cleared his throat: "First he vomited blood and then developed sores. Is that enough for you to retreat in spite of the difficulties?
Digging graves is a business that undermines moral integrity. I see you are a novice too, so go ahead and turn yourself in. Maybe you can get a lighter sentence.
And I’m telling you, there’s nothing in this tomb, so you don’t have to worry about it.”
"Can this be seen?" Ground Dragon asked.
"It is unlikely that there are any nobles or nobles in the grave. At most, it is a rich man. The things buried in the grave are nothing more than gold and silver.
Fire overcomes metal, and under the red soil, a hundred years have already turned into nothingness."
There was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the ground dragon, but he still persisted: "Master, I also want to ask you, what is the use of this graveyard if it has been tampered with?
That is to say, what harm will it do to future generations and ourselves?"
After the story of Gundilong's tomb robbery was exposed, his first reaction was not to hang up and run away. Instead, he asked questions here and there, seeming to be extremely concerned about the tomb.
"You've really made me a little curious. Why don't you take off the mask and let me see what your face looks like?"
But Ground Dragon smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, Master, it's not that I don't want to show it to you, it's just that you definitely can't see my face."
Tang Sanmu knocked on the table lightly: "This situation is dangerous, the people in the grave are in drought and cannot escape.
The descendants will lose money and suffer many disasters, and the three generations will have short lifespans. They will surely suffer from blood diseases and skin diseases, and will easily produce unfilial descendants."
After saying the words "unfilial descendants," and then looking at the mask that Ground Dragon was wearing tightly, Tang Sanmu suddenly thought of something and took a breath: "Friend Qi, I don't want to dig up my ancestral graves!"
This is no longer a matter of unfilial descendants, this is a matter of unscrupulousness!"
All the behaviors of this person were consistent, which made Tang Sanmu come to this conclusion.
However, the ground dragon seemed to be frightened and quickly waved his hand: "No, no, Master Tang, you made a mistake..."
In the live broadcast room, many new fans and potential counterfeiters were in an uproar:
"I'll go, the anchor is poisonous, right? Why do you think someone is digging their own ancestral graves?"
"Who says it's not the case? In just a few words, you have convicted someone of such an inexplicable crime. It's so disgusting for you!"
"Don't you know that if you start a rumor, you will lose your legs if you refute it? As a public figure, even though you don't have many fans, you can't be careless!"
Tang Sanmu looked at these speeches and sneered: "A gentleman is magnanimous, but a kid often talks too much.
When the anti-counterfeiting king confronted me just now, it was you who spoke out to support him, right?
The truth is in your hands, right? But I want to remind you, don't do evil for small things.
The evil of words is the most harmful."
If you are open-minded and cultivate your mind in the mountains for ten years, you will naturally not get angry because of these few words.
It's just that I have never been exposed to the Internet before, and I feel that these people are just afraid of the world being chaotic, which is unpleasant.
When Gundilong saw the comments that mocked Tang Sanmu, he shook his head anxiously: "Dear weapon friends... don't... don't talk about Master Tang."
The remarks and bad words continued. In desperation, he stamped his feet and took off his mask: "I'm sorry, Master Tang, I lied!
I dug my own ancestral graves, but I was afraid that my friends would scold me, so I didn’t dare to tell the truth!”
The moment the Ground Dragon raised his head, everyone who saw it had goosebumps all over their bodies.