Feng shui is actually very interesting.
It is like a precision instrument. As long as there is a slight error in one of the small parts, the entire instrument will be scrapped.
In Feng Shui, the directions of the four poles of heaven and earth are extremely important reference quantities.
The same mountain and river trend, but just because of the different directions, it shows a completely different Feng Shui.
For example, here, just because this direction is not east.
The great Dragon Sitting Feng Shui position no longer exists, and is replaced by an ordinary Feng Shui position that can be seen everywhere.
Let alone imperial mausoleums and funerary mausoleums, even ancient people with some status would not choose such an ordinary Feng Shui position to bury themselves.
It is precisely because he understands this that Chen Pi loses his composure.
The directions of the four poles of heaven and earth are wrong. No matter how good you are at observing the trends of mountains and rivers, it will be useless.
After a long while, Chen Pi suppressed the anger in his heart and returned to his usual gloomy expression.
After walking further in for a while, we reached the end of the hall.
There is also a jade gate there, which is made of four pieces of white jade inlaid. The door shaft is decorated with a hundred-legged dragon made of colored glaze, and the lintel of the door is embossed with scenes of music and dance.
The door is carved with two boys guarding the door, and the door is watered with sentries.
After prying it open, behind the door was the corridor leading to the back hall of the Ling Palace, which was completely dark.
“I saw this kind of door at an auction in Sijiucheng. It’s called a Panlong Shaft Glaze Bolt.”
"The whole door cost 200 million, which is M coins. Oops, this door doesn't look very heavy."
As soon as the fat man saw this, his eyes immediately lit up.
"Fat man, just give up. This thing isn't that valuable, it's just speculation!"
"Nowadays, for cash antique transactions, if it exceeds 20 million, it is sky-high. The normal auction price, this The door is worth at most 400,000 yuan.”
That’s what Wu Xie did. He talked about every door in it and decisively broke the fat man’s illusions.
Moreover, this damn door is made of jade. You can imagine how heavy such a big door is.
The most important thing is that when they came here, they had to wade their way through the snowy mountains.
How can this thing be shipped out?
“No way, 400,000 to 200 million? Is there such an outrageous thing?”
The fat man was confused.
"What do you think? Who doesn't know what the auction house is doing now? They all think that if they don't open for three years, they will eat for the rest of their lives. If they meet a fool who spends 200 million to buy a door, all they have to do in the next life is to spend money. "
"Fat man, which auction did you see it at? No matter how much hype this thing is, it won't be worth 200 million, right?"
"I think, 80% of it is. Why are the rich people so angry that they pushed the price up?"
Wu Xie asked curiously.
“Ah, it’s the auction of the most famous Crescent Hotel in Sijiu City...Crescent Hotel!?”
"Fuck! Uncle. No, Master Ming!!! You are my master! The owner of the Crescent Hotel is Yin Nanfeng, right? No, it's aunt!"
"How about we discuss it, I think about it later. How can we transport this thing out? Let your aunt figure out a way to get two hundred million dollars.” Wan, how can I lie in bed and wait for death without relying on the old man in the family for the rest of my life?"
The fat man's eyes changed instantly, and he looked at Hu Ming with a burning gaze.
“That’s the Nanfeng family’s auction, and it’s not mine... It’s useless for you to tell me, you have to tell her.”
Hu Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, "Fat guy, just for tens of millions, he started calling me "Master". He is a generation older than your father. How embarrassing would it be if your father heard it? "Hey, uncle, we brothers should stop pretending like this. We don't know what your relationship is with Yin Nanfeng?"
"Do you really think we are blind? You Say yes, Da Pan. Oh, forget, you haven't seen her, are you, naive, little brother?"
"Speaking of which, uncle is really good at playing. There is a difference in seniority, difference. You are over 20 years old, so you and my brother are the same and never grow old!"
The fat man curled his lips, looked at Hu Ming with contempt, and kept making up his words.
"..."
Hu Ming twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, pushed the fat man away and walked straight into the back hall corridor, not wanting to pay attention to him.
If he hadn't known that it was his brother's cub, he would have slapped him to death!
“No, uncle, no, my dear!”
“I can’t give you an extra point as a gift to you and aunt in advance, can’t you? I can’t, little fat man. That’s generous!”
The fat man shouted reluctantly from behind.
Hu Ming speeded up his pace silently.
Little Fatty is really poisonous! Just like his father!
Generally speaking, a decorative coffin will be placed in the center of the apse, lit with eternal candles, which will last all year round, or a large number of sacrifices will be piled up, which will be replaced regularly by the tombkeepers.
But when I walked into the back hall, it was exactly what Hu Ming said.
There are no coffins here at all, and there are no decorative items or sacrifices at all.
Only the walls on both sides and the dome above are covered with murals.
Looking closer, the content on the mural made everyone’s scalp numb.
In the murals, there are hundred-legged dragons coiled in the clouds and mist everywhere.
The coiled and flying ones are all over the wall. At first glance, they look like they are covered with centipedes.
There are also some paintings of many soldiers wearing furs, bowing to the centipede dragon in the sky.
On every mural, the centipede dragon must be the main part.
The people around them all look very small and extremely humble. Obviously, for these Dongxia people, the status of the centipede dragon is higher than anything else.
Only three black Raven Panlong stone beds were placed, and the tables were covered with wooden bamboo poles carved with cloud edges, which were all cracked by the cold.
This is called the coffin platform. Behind the three coffin platforms, in the center of the apse, there is a huge square stone slab protruding.
Apart from this, the entire apse was empty, and nothing else existed.
According to the burial scriptures, this stone slab should be the entrance to the underground palace.
But when Monk Hua and the others hurriedly removed the stone slabs, they found the same green bricks below.
The situation here is exactly the same as what Hu Ming said before, without any mistakes.
Seeing this, Chen Pi's face turned completely gloomy.
Take the compass and follow it around here.
Sure enough, the pointer is basically surrounding this point, the east, pointing to this place!
"Made, there is indeed a magnet buried under here!"
"We have all been deceived by Wang Zanghai!"
Chen Pi couldn't help but curse again.
"Correction, it was you who was deceived. I guessed the situation here from the moment the pointer direction appeared abnormal."
Hu Ming felt secretly happy and retorted with a smile.