"Do you know why the South-to-North Water Diversion Project was carried out? Do you know why the Three Gorges was built?"
"Knowing that Longmen turned against the dragon, all the Earth Master families from the north and the south came out in full force, right?"
"Even Master Shi Shangyu Shi has fallen."
"Do you know that in those days, there were many real-life Buddhist masters from one hundred thousand miles away in Longmen who were so exhausted that they vomited blood and died after saving the souls of the dead?"
"At the source of the earthquake in the Valley of the Storm, the Heavenly Supervisor is pointing at Master Zhang Tianshi Shao Jian, as well as the Buddhist masters Xin Lichen and scolding them bloody. Of all the people present, who dares to say anything back."
"What is the foundation? This is the foundation of Tianjian Zheng."
"Tian Jianzheng is awesome now, but if we go back ten years, he wouldn't have dared to fart in front of the mirror."
"So, the one who is truly awesome must be a dragon-slaying master!".bμν.
"It's a pity that the Earth Mirror has been decommissioned, and there is no longer a dragon-slaying master in the world."
"Who said no?"
"On Xiaolongjing Mountain in West Lake, wasn't that where Huanghou Tuzhu was beheaded by Fangzhou's sword holder?"
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"The sword holder in Fangzhou is a fool. He only dares to kill Huanghou Tuzhu. You ask him to try to kill a small dragon?"
"The dragon-slaying masters are all dead. Now the Heavenly Supervisor and the Eighth Earth Masters only dare to build a big windmill..."
"Huh? Is Fangzhou's swordsman a fool? If you have the ability, why don't you go and kill a Huanghou Tuzhu? You can stand and talk without pain. If you have the ability, you can dig out the Lake Dragon Cave here."
"I don't have a seed. If you have a seed, you go and touch it..."
More than a dozen Feng Shui masters talked nonsense and started fighting among themselves at the end, pointing at each other and arguing until their faces turned red.
Between twilight.
A strange voice suddenly reached my ears.
The moment I turned around, my eyes couldn't help but gleam.
The afterglow was about to dissipate, and something absolutely impossible fell into my eyes.
The next second, the melodious and tragic sound of the erhu sounded.
The sound of the erhu is very special and has extremely strong penetrating power. Even if the surrounding people are full of people and the sounds of various music are mixed together, its sound cannot be covered up.
Deep as tide, thick as thunder, simple and thick, with long lasting charm.
The person playing the erhu was a blind old man wearing sunglasses.
His Erquan Yingyue is just average and has no special features.
It's just that the erhu in his hand is a bit interesting.
The more you listen, the more interesting it becomes.
Although the blind old man's erhu skills were only at an average amateur level, the sound of the erhu was like a heavy drum, hitting people's hearts every time.
Every sound of the erhu reaches the ears, causing the eardrums to resonate.
The unique sound of the erhu also attracted the attention of several Feng Shui masters. They quietly turned their heads and glanced at the blind old man. Several pairs of sharp eyes were focused on the erhu on the blind old man.
A group of Feng Shui masters who couldn't even count three knives were still arguing, and several other Feng Shui masters had separated from the crowd and approached the blind old man in two groups.
The blind old man was wearing very ordinary clothes, a vest, shirt, large pants, a cheap sun hat and a pair of sandals.
Sunglasses are also a thing of the last century.
He didn't have a backpack, so he was probably a local.
Erquan Yingyue was halfway through, and suddenly, a spinning top rolled to the blind old man's feet, and he stopped eating immediately.
The moment the top stopped spinning and revealed its true appearance, I was shocked.
The faces of the Feng Shui masters next to them suddenly changed, and their eyes turned red instantly, full of greed.
Lying on the ground is an old huanghuali spinning top!
The top is made of huanghuali, and a thumb-thick piece of suet and field jade is inlaid directly above the top.
The body of the top is inlaid with various gems.
That's right!
It’s a gem!
The most expensive ones are the top screws.
That is a diamond!
That is diamonds!
This diamond is a few strands larger than a pea and no less than two carats. Although the clarity cannot be seen, it is sufficient.
scary.
It has a mutton-fat jade cover, inlaid gemstones, diamond nails, and a spinning top made from galls of huanghuali. This is so expensive.
Could it be Puyi's?
There seems to be no mention of spinning tops in Puyi's memoirs.
The old Yandu people called the spinning top welding tip, which is homophonic to Hannugan. What Puyi was most afraid of hearing were these two words.
If it’s not Puyi’s, could it be Ande Hai’s or Li Lianying’s?
These two dead old eunuchs, first of all, like grasshoppers, and secondly, tops.
If it’s neither of these two, it’s Yonglian’s!
As Qianlong's favorite second son, Qianlong took great care of Yong Lian, and even appointed Yong Lian as the crown prince for the first time.
Only old man Qianlong had the financial resources to reward Yong Lian with such an extremely luxurious thing.
Although the sun had already set, the top was clearly visible to everyone.
This group of Feng Shui masters who hang out in the world and earn bad money are not bad at seeing things.
Although this top is a niche collection, it is a truly royal artifact and is worth tens of thousands. .qgν.
A group of wolf-like Feng Shui masters stared at this spinning top, breathing rapidly and with red eyes and blood dripping from their eyes.
Seven or eight seconds passed, but no one came looking for the top. An old man couldn't hold back anymore and stepped forward, raised his foot and stepped on it hard.
Suddenly, the old man screamed out in pain, his body suddenly shrunk by more than half, and he sat down on the edge of the top. The pain made the old man cry and howl.
When the old man sat down like this, the top rolled out.
The other two Feng Shui masters immediately surrounded him, trying to grab the top.
At the critical moment, I pressed the top with my toes and flicked it, which immediately made the two anxious old thieves lose their wishful thinking.
One fell to the ground, and the other pounced on the dog and ate its shit.
The eyes of the other two accomplices were all green, and they stared at me with hatred, wanting to eat me alive.
The next second, an old man stepped out of the crowd and shouted loudly: "Brother, this is my grandson's top. Please give it back to me. Thank you."
I held the top in my hand and said in a loud voice: "What a coincidence, this is also my eldest grandson's top. Have you always admitted your mistake?"
The old man's face darkened, his eyes showed a fierce look, and he quietly pursed his lips and winked.
