After reading for a long time, I was sure that the handwriting should be from Jiang Pan.
There is a reason why you can't recognize it at first glance.
When I read Jiang Pan's suicide note at that time, I saw that his handwriting was neat and tidy. Because it was written in blood and was left before his death, it lost the vigor of the Feng Shui maxim now.
Today's motto should have been written when Jiang Pan was full of energy. He suppressed this corpse!
Is this the old deaf man's son? Or someone?
Jiang Pan came to this place a century ago, and this old deaf man is really not young...
Moreover, he actually had contact with Jiang Pan...
I thought more, then I put the body back and covered the steel plate again.
The wolf mastiff whined and scratched the steel plate with obvious reluctance.
"Go back." I touched its head and walked back.
I didn't take the old Deafhead's path, but returned to the original path and walked into the river bed.
And during this process, I have been thinking, should I tell Liu Yushu about the old deaf man first?
After walking halfway, I chose to give up. Liu Yushu was too upright and it was easy for him to hide his emotions.
I was even afraid that Liu Yushu would come directly and kill the corpse.
And I also thought of a possibility, could the Feng Shui masters and Yin Yang masters who died here in the past years be the old deaf ones?
He harmed people? !
Of course, this is just a hypothesis, and if the old deaf man had harmed others, Jiang Pan should not have helped him suppress his body.
After a while, I returned to the campsite.
The old deaf man's tent was in good condition, and no one was seen outside.
I went directly back to my tent with the wolf mastiff.
The wind and sand were blowing so hard that unless the old deaf man opened the tent curtain and looked at us, he wouldn't have noticed that we had gone out just now.
At least now, I don't find him doing this.
Lying down on the moisture-proof mat, I suppressed these things and quickly fell asleep.
When I was woken up by Feng Jun and came out of the tent, it was dark.
Feng Bao is making breakfast, which is vegetable soup as usual.
And the other tents have been put away, and Liu Yushu and Wu Wu are helping.
Feng Jun explained to me that the old deaf man woke them up and wrote a message, meaning that it was cool in the morning and we would have to travel for a while. We would be able to reach the next camp by noon. It was too hot at noon and we could not travel. We rested until three or four o'clock, and then we left again after the sun went down.
I nodded to show that I understood, and said nothing else.
After breakfast, the group got on the camels and continued on their way.
It was almost ten o'clock, the sun was already dazzling, and it was extremely hot.
Even though I kept drinking water, my lips were sun-dried and chapped.
We kept walking until almost half past eleven, when the old deaf man stopped again.
There are many salt trees and cacti here, and you can also see some traces of dry river beds, and the terrain is low.
At the lowest point, I even saw a pool of water about three or four square meters in size.
Beside the yellow muddy water, some wild animals were lying down drinking water.
There were goats, gerbils, and a few hedgehogs...
I couldn't help but take a few more glances at Lao Deaf. He was indeed very capable.
Along the way, I was actually trying to determine the direction. I even took out the compass and looked at it several times, but I couldn't determine the direction because the old deaf man changed the direction of the road more than once, and he didn't go in the same direction.
In a desert with no landmarks or sense of direction, this change of direction cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences. He must have a special way of finding the way.
We did not camp directly at this time. The old deaf man lined up the camel commanders and sat down in a row, forming a camel wall, which could barely block some wind and sand. We rested and ate here.
Wu Wu took out a bag of tea from somewhere and asked Feng Bao to boil some water and share it with everyone.
Feng Jun muttered something in a low voice, probably saying that Wu Wu was very particular.
Obviously, Feng Jun didn't like Wu Wu, but Wu Wu smiled and didn't say anything else.
The old deaf man took a nap while leaning on the front camel.
Perhaps because of our arrival, the animals next to the waterhole quickly dispersed.
I rested for a while, then walked to the waterhole with my compass in hand.
After looking at the water pool for a moment, and then looking down at the compass, I was basically certain that the canal outside Sha Town was said to be dry, but in fact it was not dry!
The canal looks like a branch of water on the ground, but in fact, it is not Yangshui.
The previous Jiaojiange Feng Shui bureau also had another name: false acupoint!
Where the swords are crossed, the vitality is empty, and the false hole has no roots, so there is sand but no water. The water actually comes from the Yin Dragon underground!
The water that protects Qisha Fengshui Burial Ground is Yinlong Water. It only overflowed to the surface to form the canal.
When the people of Sha Town touched this Feng Shui taboo, the canal on the surface disappeared. In fact, all the water returned to the ground!
Of course, life and death among all things are interdependent, and the pools that appear in this place are also the overflow of groundwater, which can feed the creatures here.
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. There are only dry spots where the Yinlong water overflows, which is actually a road sign. .
I want to determine the direction, not through the ground, but through the underground Yin Dragon!
If you find the right method, you can find the right direction!
At this moment, a sound of ah ah ah suddenly came from my ears.
I immediately turned around, only to find that the old deaf man had walked up behind me without knowing when.
He was still gesturing at me, waving his hands twice in front of his mouth, and at the same time lowering his head slightly and opening his mouth.
Then he pointed to a location in the distance.
I looked up and saw some goats looking not far away.
I frowned slightly, but I felt that this old deaf man interrupted me on purpose?
But judging from his appearance, he probably doesn't know 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 was quite strong, and it hurt me hard.
About seven or eight meters after we walked out, the goats came over to drink water.
When we arrived at the resting camp, the old deaf man gave me several more signs. 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 my wrist that was grabbed by the old deaf man and nodded lightly.
I glanced at the direction of the pool again, and I didn't go there again, but I already remembered the direction here.
This location alone is not enough for me to locate the underground Yin Dragon.
When I get to the next location, if I can still see similar pools of water, I can almost determine the location!
