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- After reading it for a while, I was sure that the handwriting should be from Jiang Pan.
There is also a reason why you can't recognize it at a glance.
When I read Jiang Pan's suicide note, his handwriting was neat and neat, because it was written in blood, and it was left before his death, so it lost the vigor of the current Feng Shui motto.
Now this motto should have been written when Jiang Pan was full of energy, this corpse belonged to him!
Is this the son of the old deaf man? Who else?
Jiang Pan came to this place one year ago, this old deaf man is really not young
Moreover, he actually had contact with Jiang Pan
I thought more about it, and then I put the body back and put the steel plate back on.
The wolf mastiff whimpered and grabbed the steel plate obviously unwillingly.
"Go back." I patted its head and walked in the direction of returning.
I didn't go the same way as the old deaf man, but returned to the original road, and walked in the river bed.
And in the process, I have been thinking, should I tell Liu Yufu about the old deaf man first?
After walking halfway, I chose to give up. Liu Yufu was too upright, and it was easy for him to hide his emotions.
Even I was afraid that Liu Yu's curse would come over and kill the corpse.
And I also thought of a possibility, Mr. Feng Shui and Mr. Yin Yang who have died here these years, are they all led by old deaf heads?
Him, harming someone? !
Of course, this is just a hypothesis, and if the old deaf head harmed others, Jiang Pan shouldn't have helped him suppress the corpse back then.
Not long after, I returned to the campsite.
The old deaf man's tent was in good shape, and no one was seen outside.
I went back to my tent directly with the wolf mastiff.
The wind blows so hard, unless the old deaf man opened the curtain of the tent to look at us, he shouldn't have noticed that we also went out just now.
At least for now, I don't see him doing this.
Lying down on the moisture-proof mat, I suppressed these things and soon fell asleep.
When I was woken up by Feng Jun and came out of the tent, it was only dawn.
Feng Bao is making breakfast, which is still the usual vegetable soup.
And the other tents have been put away, Liu Yuju and Wu Wu are helping.
Feng Jun explained to me that the old deaf man woke them up and wrote a letter, which meant that it was cool in the morning, and we had to travel for a while, and we could reach the next camp at noon, but it was too hot at noon to travel. Rest until three or four o'clock, and we will leave after the sun goes down.
I nodded to show that I understood, so I didn't say anything else.
After breakfast, the group got on the camel and continued on their way.
It was almost ten o'clock, the sun was already dazzling, and the heat was unbearable.
Even if he has been drinking water, his lips are dry and chapped.
The old deaf man stopped again when he kept on driving until half past eleven.
There are many salt trees and cacti in this place, and some traces of dry river beds can also be seen, and the terrain is low.
In the lowest place, I even saw a pool of water about three or four square meters in size.
Beside the yellowed muddy water, some wild animals were drinking water.
There are goats, gerbils, and a few hedgehogs
I couldn't help but look at the old deaf head a few more times, he is really capable.
Along the way, I was actually trying my best to determine the bearing, and I took out the compass several times to look at it, but I couldn't determine the direction, because the old deaf head changed the direction of the road more than once, and he didn't go to the dark in one direction.
On a desert without landmarks and a sense of direction, this change in orientation cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences. He must have a special way to recognize the way.
At this moment, we didn¡¯t set up camp directly. The old deaf man lined up the camel conductors and sat down, forming a camel wall, which could barely block some wind and sand. We rested and ate here.
Wu Wu did not know where to find a pack of tea, and asked Feng Bao to boil water and share it with everyone.
Feng Jun muttered a few words in a low voice, probably saying that Wu Wu was very particular.
Obviously, Feng Jun didn't have a good impression of Wu Wu, but Wu Wu just smiled and didn't say anything else.
The old deaf head dozed off on the front camel pan.
Perhaps because of our arrival, the animals by the pool quickly dispersed.
I take a breakAfter a while, he walked to the pool with a fixed compass.
After looking at the pool for a while, and then looking down at the compass, I can basically confirm that the canal outside Shazhen is said to be dry, but in fact it is not dry!
The canal looks like a twig dragon water on the ground, but in fact, it is not Yang water.
There is another name for the previous Jiaojiange Fengshui Bureau, which is false acupoints!
Where the swords are crossed, the anger is empty, and the false acupoint has no roots, so there is sand and no water in the empty space. The water actually comes from the Yinlong underground!
The water that protects the Qisha Fengshui burial ground is Yinlong water, and it only overflowed to the surface to form a canal.
When the people in Shazhen touched the taboo of Feng Shui, they made the canal on the surface disappear. In fact, all the water returned to the ground!
Of course, life and death are interdependent among all things, and the pools that appear in this place are also the overflow of groundwater, which can feed the creatures in this place.
And now I also understand that the reason why I can't judge the riverbed on the surface is because it is not a real branch dragon, the riverbed itself does not exist, only the place where the Yinlong water overflows, forming a dry point, which is actually a road sign .
I want to tell the direction, not through the ground, but through the underground Yinlong!
If you find the right way, you can find the right direction!
Just at this moment, a sound of ah, ah, and ah, suddenly came from my ear.
I immediately turned around, only to find that the old deaf man had walked behind me without knowing when.
He was still gesturing at me, flapping his hands around his mouth twice, while lowering his head slightly and opening his mouth.
Then he pointed to a distant location.
I looked up, only to see some goats looking around not far away.
I frowned slightly, but felt that this old deaf man interrupted me on purpose?
But judging by his appearance, he should not understand Feng Shui.
The next moment, the old deaf man stretched out his hand, grabbed my wrist, and pulled me up without any explanation.
The strength in his hand is not small, and it hurts me a lot.
After we walked out for about seven or eight meters, the goats came over to drink water.
When we arrived at the resting camp, the old deaf man made several gestures for me, and finally he took out a pen and a crumpled piece of paper, and wrote a few words.
"Don't disturb them, or we will be disturbed."
I moved the wrist that was grabbed by the old deaf head, and nodded slightly.
I glanced at the direction of the water pool again, and I didn't go there again, but I already remembered the direction here.
Based on this location alone, it is not enough for me to locate the underground Yinlong.
When I wait until the next location, if I can still see a similar water pool, I can almost determine the location! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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