An inexplicable emotion welled up in Godfather Xi's heart.
After seeing each other for several months, I actually missed her a little bit.
I wonder if her Buddha mind is like a dream at this moment?
How dare we forget the time we spent together in hell?
My thoughts were a little confused.
After a while, he came back to his senses and walked towards the grave.
I thought to myself that anyone who could get sandalwood from Sakya Castle must have a great background.
Among the deceased buried in this place, it seems that except for the descendants of the Su family, no one has such a good fortune, right?
However, there is no tombstone in front of this large tomb.
I am not completely sure that this is the ancestral grave of the Su family.
But today someone did come to pay homage and sweep the ancestor's grave, and there was smoke coming out of the ancestor's grave.
Song Sanxi smiled secretly, in this day and age, there is a cleaning service?
He confirmed that these three young men were acting as sweepers.
If it were really the descendant of the deceased buried in this grave, he should at least kneel down and burn paper, and also take off his sunglasses, right?
The young man, who is not too tall, is in the middle, like a leader.
The other two are one on the left and one on the right.
The young man in the middle has long and curly hair, which is a pretty hairstyle.
He was half squatting, with something hard protruding from his waist.
Song Sanxi was slightly surprised, it was a short knife or something like that.
I'm afraid, he was the one who beheaded the purple and gold python?
This skill is quite powerful.
Kill with one knife!
There were no traces of a fight at the scene.
When Song Sanxi appeared, within three seconds, the leading young man had already spotted him.
Immediately, he pouted at the guys on the left and right, and the two guys dropped the paper money and came directly towards Song Sanxi.
Song San was happy and not afraid, and walked towards them to greet them.
These two tall and powerful men wearing sunglasses were stunned for a moment, but they still came to intercept Song Sanxi.
The leading guy, holding a stack of paper money, paused slightly when he saw Song Sanxi striding towards him.
He looked at Song Sanxi, and there was a cold smile on the corner of his cold and stubborn mouth.
It seems to be disdain, but it also seems to mean something else.
Anyway, after looking at Song Sanxi a few more times, he lowered his head again and burned the paper.
Here, two men stopped Song Sanxi.
Two strong and powerful arms stretched out left and right, and the air surged.
They have an inexplicably powerful aura.
Paired with a black coat, black trousers, big sunglasses, and seemingly specially made boots, it gives people the impression of being a powerful thief!
One of them said in a low voice: "Friend, stay."
Song Sanxi smiled, looked at the person burning the paper, nodded, and said nothing.
He took out his cigarettes and prepared two for them.
They just raised their hands, refused, and said nothing.
Song Sanxi didn't force it and started smoking by himself.
He stepped aside, stood in the overgrown open space in front of the grave, and looked at the surroundings, including the Feng Shui pattern.
These three people also took care of the front and back of the tomb, which took them some time.
Some miscellaneous trees were broken and thrown aside.
As Song Sanxi watched, the two people ignored him and went back to burn the paper with them.
The leading young man turned his head and looked at him twice more, then burned the paper.
Let’s talk about it after things are done!
And when Song Sanxi stood here, he really felt that this was the Feng Shui treasure cave under the Lion Head Peak.
However, after so many years, the Bingxian Qi has completely disappeared.
In front of the tomb is the natural pond between the flat dams.
From this position, you can see more clearly that the entire pond is a sharp rhombus, with sharp and evil energy.
The natural water veins coming down from the mountain are a little farther away from the tomb, and finally merge into it.
The water in this pond does not flow out, it just accumulates in it.
The grass in the pond is yellow in autumn, and reeds are thick everywhere.
Under the waves of the water and the sun, the scales are shiny.
Song Sanxi couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Sure enough, there is a defeat! The wind and water are flowing, there is no flow, no outlet, the Qi pulse is not long-lasting. The place you want to reach, you still can't go!"
Then, he couldn't help but turn back and look at the big tomb.
The dead man here faces north and south, which is an excellent location.
Tianfuling is like a dragon chair, spanning the sky and the earth.
The acupuncture point of the dead person is on the dragon chair.
There is a 99% chance that his descendants will be from the Su family.
The fate of his descendants is just like the rhombus-shaped pond, where soldiers attack and attack, which is wonderful for a while.
However, the evil spirit accumulates and the water cannot flow out, so the dragon is trapped for a while, and eventually it declines and disperses.
Song Sanxi even had some guesses.
With this pattern of ancestral tombs, it actually hopes that the descendants will win the title of dragon in the world, right?
As a result, the Feng Shui pattern was not perfect and it failed miserably.
Song Sanxi couldn't help but nodded. If he spent some effort to change this Feng Shui situation, there might be some effects.
At that moment, three young men had finished burning the paper and came behind him.
The leader said coldly: "What do you mean by nodding your head?"
Song Sanxi suddenly turned around, lowered his head slightly, looked at this young man who was at most 1.7 meters tall, and felt a more powerful aura.
However, looking at the man's chin, lips and face shape, he seemed to think he had seen him somewhere.
But this man's long, slightly curly hair half-covered his face, and the part that was covered seemed to have been injured.
Under the gentle breeze, there are some scars behind the big sunglasses. It seems that they are not serious?
Song Sanxi smiled and said: "Oh, friend, I personally have done some research on Feng Shui metaphysics. I just saw that this tomb has an extraordinary momentum, so I studied it secretly."
The other party's lips curled up and his eyebrows raised, "Oh, so that's it. Who are you and what are you doing here? Are you following us?"
When he finished speaking, two of his men had already stepped forward to block Song Sanxi's retreat.
And he stood in front.
If Song Sanxi didn't say anything, or if there was a conflict, he might have no choice but to turn around and jump off the gentle slope covered with thorns just south of the tomb.
Song Sanxi was very calm, neither alarmed nor impatient, "The ancestor of this cemetery is named Su, right?"
The other party was shocked on the spot, but snorted coldly and said: "No! You have found the wrong one."
Song Sanxi shook his head, "No, it's very likely. The most prominent family in this village is the Su family. Only the descendants of the Su family have the ability to produce the purest food in the world from the Sakyamuni Castle, the holy land of Ayin Buddha."
Sandalwood, come to worship. Although the Su family has declined, it was once a prominent family in the Mengqing and Xinyuan eras of Yanzhou. After the family suffered, the clan members were scattered everywhere, but there are always some descendants with strong genetic genes.
Bar?"
The other party was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "Do you know too much?"
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Okay, it seems I was right. Your Excellency has an extraordinary body and can cut snakes with one knife, which is sharp enough. You are here to sacrifice for the descendants of the Su family. It seems that I am right. The once powerful family is still
There are some signs of prosperity, so you have strong men and strangers like you to follow and help you, right?"
The other party was stunned again and sneered, "You are very good at calculation and guessing! Don't think that I will let you go if you keep flattering me. Tell me honestly, who are you and what do you want to do? If so,
Secret Agent of Yanzhou State, you are dead today! I have at least a hundred ways to make you confess or kill you!"
Song Sanxi smiled subconsciously and said: "Yan Shuangying?"