Yue Guanchao listened to the words of the steward, his eyes were full of contempt:
"Chao Dacheng, we want to hear you tell the truth, not make up stories. This dragon vein and that dragon vein are all nonsense. Who will believe this?"
He looked at the housekeeper as if his tail had been stepped on and refused to give in:
"Mr. Yue, you don't have to believe what I say, but you have to believe in history. Since the destruction of the Bohai Kingdom, the Northern Tribe's regime has come and gone intermittently. From the Khitan, Liao, Jin, and Jurchen Kingdoms, after six hundred years, It really came true at the end of the Ming Dynasty that the previous dynasty was a force spawned from the Mohe tribe, named Jurchen!"
"Take a look, isn't this the six hundred years since the dragon lurked in the abyss and took over the Central Plains?"
Chao Guanchao firmly believed in this and said it with certainty. Yue Guanchao sneered:
"Chao Dacheng, Chao Wenshun really fooled you. Do you believe his far-fetched words? These histories have already happened. The Chao family made up such a story just to increase the Chao family's prestige and talk. Do you really think that Dragon Vein Feng Shui works!”
"If what you said is true, then where is Da Yinzun's body? Does the court know?"
Yue Guanchao got to the point. If the Chao family really participated in modifying the Dragon Vein Feng Shui, how could they be as passive as they are now? They couldn't find the corpse and couldn't find a way to solve the forbidden curse. It was obvious that they were kept in the dark.
Is it possible that a thousand years ago, Da Yinzun had expected that they would come back to find a way to lift the forbidden curse, and specially made three cunning rabbit holes so that they could not be traced?
"This is what I want to emphasize. Da Yinzun was still alive when he was sealed in the mausoleum!"
Chao Guanchao's words stirred up a thousand waves. Yue Guanchao had never thought that Da Yinzun was so cruel to him that he wanted to seal him alive in the tomb.
"No? What on earth does he want to do?"
The housekeeper Chao looked at everyone: "A Yin Zun is so suspicious. Why would he not let the same family be responsible for his mausoleum? In addition, the craftsmen who built the mausoleum were all buried by the monarch's dead men. What the court family knew was only the tomb." According to the old customs of the Bei tribe, there is a tomb-suppressing beast in charge, and we don’t even know what mechanisms are in the tomb.”
"It can be said that even the court family has never seen what A Yin Zun looked like after his death. We only followed the instructions of the last monarch to select the location of the mausoleum and seal the tomb chamber. At the same time, we guarded Changbai Mountain after his death. As for other matters, That’s even more ignorant.”
"You want to ask me where Da Yinzun is hiding. I really don't know, but as long as he is still in the tomb, he will be found."
After hearing what Chao Guanchao said, Yue Guanchao knew the meaning behind his words. He walked closer to him and whispered:
"Chao Dacheng, since your boss knows that there is a tomb-guarding beast, you might as well hand over the method of restraining the tomb-guarding beast. It won't benefit anyone if we waste so much time with that beast!"
Butler Chao wanted to applaud and praise him, but seeing that he was in such a state of desperation, there was no need to make such pretense, so he quickly complimented:
"Mr. Yue is really good at predicting things. My boss told me before I left. Although the court didn't know what a tomb-guarding beast was, as long as it is a tomb-guarding beast, it must like and be afraid of things with spiritual energy. The fire must be fire, the Chao family didn't know this at first, but after the old man went to the tomb to verify it, it became clear what they were afraid of."
"This is easy to handle~"
Yue Guanchao looked at Song Siyuan. The information they had researched and the information given by Chao Guanchao were basically correct. However, no one could guarantee the whereabouts of A Yin Zun's body. Now that they could deal with the snake first, forget it. But don't worry about it, lest this beast give everyone a backstab!
Mr. Cat looked at the crowd, his brows and eyes full of worry: "Snake snakes are afraid of fire, so they can just burn them. But if we throw away our armor and remove our armor, we have to think about where to find a fire starter. If it really catches fire and burns itself, will the beast be burned?" Let's take advantage of the desperate situation and try our best. If it breaks free by then, we will be in danger~"
Every word of this is a possible situation. When Yue Guanchao recalled Wengcheng, his eyes lit up:
"What if we lock up the snake and burn it? If it's in a sealed environment, it won't be able to get out, and we have to make sure that the surrounding area is surrounded by flammable materials that can ignite instantly!"
"The only thing that can be done in this place is a machine furnace. The entire machine hall is full of flammable tung oil. If you put the snake in the hall, I don't believe it can't be burned to death."
Song Siyuan looked at everyone: "I think we can give it a try. It's much better than burning it in the open air and letting it break free. The only question now is who will lure it into the palace."
Yue Guanchao said, patting his heart and wrapping his arms around himself:
"This person can only be Geda and I. We both have pretty good martial arts. We want you to go. But before we even reached the place, we were swallowed by the snake. Let us go, and you just stand in Chang Pingcang. Wait, wait until the explosion sounds, and it won’t be too late to appear again.”
"However, if the two of us go to lure the enemy, I would like to borrow something from Mr. Cat. The snake likes spiritual things the most. The most spiritual thing here is just that Mr. Cat has it!"
"You all said so. As long as I, Mao Chunyan, have it, I will definitely give it to you."
"But what exactly do you two want?"
Master Mao had a puzzled look on his face, obviously not knowing what Yue Guanchao wanted to borrow.
"Millennium Cicada!"
Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Cat immediately took a few steps back: "No, no, that's a treasure passed down from my late father. How can I let you use it like this~"
