"This...this...I also learned these formulas when grandpa was chatting with others. Grandpa said that people who know Feng Shui usually have bad luck because they peek into the secrets of heaven, so he didn't let me learn those things." Ye. Xiao Wu said a little embarrassed.
If her grandfather were present, she believed he would be able to point out the location of the ancient tomb in an instant, even though he could not see anything.
For as long as she can remember, her grandfather has been blind. People say that he blinded his eyes himself to express his debt to the gods.
In fact, Grandpa's apprentices were either born with disabilities, or they mutilated themselves after joining the apprenticeship.
Ye Xiaowu never understood why her grandfather would do this. Now seeing the scene in front of her, she felt a strong sense of awe for nature and the providence mentioned by her grandfather.
"Think about it, has your grandfather ever said anything similar to this situation?" Han Rubing quickly reminded Ye Xiaowu in a low voice.
Ye Xiaowu thought hard, and it was obvious that her mind was blank.
Affected by heredity, she was originally a very talented Feng Shui master, but her grandfather forcibly isolated her from Feng Shui related things in order to prevent her from living a disabled life.
But unintentionally, she is still influenced by her grandfather, and even occasionally has dreams related to Feng Shui.
But because she did not receive a relatively systematic knowledge of Feng Shui, she did not even understand many of the most basic Feng Shui common sense, let alone actively use them. Only when things were placed in front of her, her subconscious things would awaken.
So now when asking Ye Xiaowu about things beyond what is right in front of her, she knows no more than the other three.
Han Rubing asked her to reminisce, but she couldn't help but think of the beggar's chicken that her grandfather made. The more she thought about it, the more she became greedy, and finally her mouth watered.
Han Rubing was dumbfounded. Could it be that there was something so appetizing in the Feng Shui formula?
"What, you remembered?" Seeing that Ye Xiaowu had been immersed in the world of memories for a long time without responding, Han Rubing quickly reminded her in a low voice.
"It might taste better if the chicken drumsticks were made with vine pepper flavor." Ye Xiaowu suddenly muttered in a low voice.
Peng Zhan and Han Rubing were both stunned and didn't understand why Ye Xiaowu suddenly said such a sentence.
"No, I think the chicken legs still need to be spiced." Cheng Wanling said seriously from the side, and the two snackers met the code.
"What's so delicious about Wuxiang? Every time I go to a fried chicken restaurant, I don't want to take another look." It seems that Ye Xiaowu and Cheng Wanling have been arguing about the taste of chicken drumsticks for more than a day or two.
"Dogs won't eat the smell of rattan pepper." Cheng Wanling muttered with disdain.
"Who are you calling a dog? It's okay for you to be ignorant on weekdays, but when it comes to the taste of chicken drumsticks, I will never spoil you." Ye Xiaowu said very angrily.
"How about a duel?" Cheng Wanling said coldly.
"It's a one-on-one challenge, whoever is afraid of whom!" Peng Zhan originally thought that Ye Xiaowu would refuse, but he didn't expect Ye Xiaowu to answer so simply.
When Ye Xiaowu and Cheng Wanling take action, isn't there no doubt about the outcome?
He was about to give some advice to both sides, but they were already gearing up and warming up before the big battle.
Anyway, the two of them would definitely not really hurt each other, so Peng Zhan did not forcefully stop them. It was okay to let the two of them do something, so as not to disturb him and Han Rubing's analysis of the location of the ancient tomb.
Han Rubing also shook her head with a wry smile on her face. She and Peng Zhan had the same idea, and the two began to use binoculars to carefully examine the huge dragon.
"It turns out that Qinglong is not a mountain, but formed by mist and clouds. No wonder no one has been able to find Qinglong and Zhao Tuo's tomb for so many years," Han Rubing said.
"Yes, there is a photo in front and a support in the back. Green dragons and white tigers are surrounding each other. Zhao Tuo's tomb must be between the green dragons and white tigers. Baihu Mountain is a mountain and easy to find, but who would have thought that the green dragon was transformed from clouds and mist? ?" Peng Zhan said.
"Stone!"
"Scissors!"
The menacing shouts of Cheng Wanling and Ye Xiaowu came from behind them. When they looked back, they almost laughed to death. These two little guys put on such a big battle, and they were actually competing in a rock-paper-scissors style!
The two people were obviously not good at guessing. They were like typical noobs pecking each other. After more than ten rounds, they ended up with the same result every time. Their intelligence level was completely at the same level.
