Chapter 256 256 Such good retribution?

Style: Romance Author: Jin Yuanbao's true formWords: 2085Update Time: 24/01/10 09:17:25
Now, when I see a slightly more ferocious mountain dragon, I get scared!

On the night of the dragon slaying that year, the heaven-shattering dragon energy erupted by the reverse dragon rushed directly into my body and bit off my soul and two souls.

No one can understand that kind of pain, and I dare not recall it myself.

There are many Feng Shui masters in the world, and there are thousands of them who know how to tap acupuncture points, but those who dare to tap the acupoints in the right direction are very rare!

"Assistant Tong, just now, this piece of land..."

"no problem."

He asked Wang Yong to draw a circle under his feet: "Brother Wang, give a few words to the Earth Vein Dragon God."

Wang Yong blinked, and suddenly a sentence came out of his mouth: "I don't ask for wealth, I just want my family to be safe."

I very much agree with this.

Although everyone aspires to fame and wealth, it's just that the majority of them in the world are ordinary people with ordinary basic necessities of life.

What the people want is peace and security!

If Wang Yong can say such a thing to the Earth Vein Dragon God, I am sure that the Wang family will not be able to finish it in their next life.

Then some villagers came up and started digging the soil according to the lines I drew, and then laid red bricks to build the cemetery.

This project can be completed in one day at most. If Mr. Wang passes away, the urn can be placed directly in the cremation.

After coming down from Donglu, I declined Wang’s invitation to have dinner, sat in the passenger seat with peace of mind and let Tu Laoliang be my driver.

Not long after leaving the Zhu Houzhao Mausoleum area, Hai Ye stopped on the roadside and shouted angrily: "Did you see any Feng Shui treasure land?"

I said nothing, raised the telescope to a place two hundred meters away, kept adjusting the sight distance, raised my right palm and said vertically: "Open the way!"

Hai Ye, who had been so cold that his nose turned into earthworms with snot, was immediately furious: "Let me keep that Feng Shui treasure land, Hai Ye."

I responded calmly: "There is nothing suitable for you here."

"Why?"

"When I have the opportunity to go abroad, I will choose a coffin for you."

Hai Ye sighed heavily: "I will never have the chance to go abroad in this life."

Suddenly, Haiye's face turned serious, he stared at me hard, stepped on the accelerator and ran quickly.

Tu Laoliang’s words contain a lot of information!

Never have the chance to go abroad in this life?

This old guy is hiding very deep!

"Don't worry. After you die, ask HAECO to take your bones out."

When these words came out, Tu Laoliang was so angry that he bled and hit me twice so hard that the white horse almost fell into the ditch.

The big white horse drove to a farmhouse on the side of the road and stopped.

In recent years, more and more attention has been paid to the protection of the Ming Tombs, and many farmers' houses have been moved away.

Firstly, it is to regulate order, and secondly, it is to prevent theft.

This farmhouse itself is an illegal construction and is only 800 meters away from Kangling Baoding in a straight line. Once a bold tomb robber targets it, given the soil quality in Yandu, it will take up to forty days to rob it.

The north wind was raging, blowing in the face with dust and debris in the air, making the windshield crackle.

The excavator master stuck his head out and looked at my big white horse. He was surprised and excited, and his eyes were indescribably hot.

Before I even got off the car, the excavator master came over and took the initiative to say hello to Haiye. Walking around the big white horse, he kept talking and was very envious.

I got out of the car slowly, smoking a cigarette and chatting with the excavator master, and quickly grasped the situation.

Within two minutes, the excavator master asked me to use the big white horse to drive away with a smile on his face.

I didn’t say anything and waved my hand for Mr. Hai to give way!

Haiye was a little unhappy, but I just looked over. Haiye's face froze, and he immediately shouted to the excavator master: "I'll go with you. If you drive out and don't come back, I can't afford to pay you." This horse."

After the excavator master left, I walked calmly to the edge of the farmhouse.

The farmhouse has long been reduced to rubble, and the southeastern part has been razed by excavators.

He dug out a piece of broken blue and white porcelain from the ground and held it in his hand. He moved his gaze westward and locked on the three o'clock position.

That's where the old farmhouse is, and it's also

Today’s God of Wealth.

The long down jacket restricted my movement. It was too cold and I didn’t dare to take off my clothes, so I had no choice but to take a detour.

Soon, I will find my goal.

It was an old dirt wall.

There is a dark painting on the wall.

This painting is twice as dark as the Songyang Han Bo painting.

Even though it was now past one o'clock at noon, under the sunlight at this point, the painting was still so dark that no other color could be seen.

The whole painting looks like a big black abstract bear.

Besides being black, the painting is old!

The old paper is full of wrinkles.

There is no frame in the whole painting, it is just a naked painting.

One person painted, one high and one low, just looking at each other, accompanied by the north wind whistling and flying sand and rocks.

Looking at the excavator master driving a big white horse in the distance and having fun, he hesitated for a while and finally gritted his teeth and took off his plush leather gloves.

The moment I took off the gloves, the north wind came over me like it had eyes, and my hands were instantly frozen.

Then, the biting pain spread from the palm of the hand to the arm!

Not daring to delay, I endured the piercing pain, and the first thing I did when I bent down was to touch the texture of this abstract painting.

"Northern Song Dynasty!?"

"So early?"

After the first sentence of judgment, I immediately denied myself and secretly shouted that it was impossible.

Can paper from the Northern Song Dynasty be preserved to this day?

This is simply a big joke.

Did you even let me run into you?

Absolutely impossible1

The next second, I quickly rubbed my frozen hands, exhaled and touched them a second time.

"Yu Hang Rattan Paper!"

When I took out the black paper material, my hand was violently beaten as if it had been electrocuted. My heart suddenly beat wildly and my body temperature rose sharply. .

Such good luck?

Can someone pick up such a big leak just by looking at the coffin floor?

The old man of the Wang family’s feedback is a bit heavy!

The Yuhang rattan paper that has been preserved to this day is still profitable even if the pictures on it are shit.

Hold your breath and carefully wipe away the dirt and dust from the painting with your gloves.

This time, I saw the whole painting.

It looks like a really big black bear.

This ancient painting was badly damaged.

Even through the thick hooded scarf, you can clearly smell the fireworks on the painting.

On the front of the painting, you can clearly see several sticker marks! The surrounding area is covered with thumbtacks.

It is expected that this painting hanging on this earthen wall of the last century has been covered by countless paintings.