Early morning.
When the sunlight shone through the gap in the window, Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes.
However, to be honest, he did not sleep much that night.
Although the conditions in the army were not good, the bamboo house in the Miao village was indeed leaking. Moreover, his heart was focused on the tomb last night, so he was very excited.
But fortunately, after a night of sleep, he was still a lot more energetic.
Hence, Chen Feng packed his luggage and went down the bamboo house with his backpack.
Chen Feng did not talk to anyone as he left the Miao village.
Because he had lived here since he was young, he knew how the Miao stockade villagers viewed tombs. If people knew that he was going to rob a tomb, he probably wouldn't be able to leave the village.
As he thought about it, Chen Feng left the Miao village and entered the forest of Miao Ling.
This forest was naturally formed, and the area it spanned was not large. It would take about two hours to traverse it. After leaving this forest, it was the Yellow River bank.
In the past, this forest was lush with trees, and there were often wild beasts like lynx.
If it was night, Chen Feng would not dare to cross it alone.
However, it was still fine now. Most wild beasts would not appear during the day.
Even so, Chen Feng did not let down his guard. Instead, he found a rope and tied it to his back, dragging it like a tail. From time to time, he would look back at the rope behind him.
This way, he could prevent himself from getting lost in the dense forest.
After that, Chen Feng found a wooden stick and placed it in front of him to continuously hit the ground.
This was because in the early spring, there would often be some poisonous snakes appearing in the Miao Ridge. Furthermore, there were hunters who put down their traps to prevent unnecessary pain.
Hence, Chen Feng knocked on the pile of dead leaves with the wooden stick as he fumbled forward.
Time gradually passed…
After about two hours, Chen Feng realized that sunlight was gradually seeping into the forest in front of him.
Hence, Chen Feng immediately quickened his pace and walked forward.
As expected!
After Chen Feng crawled out of the forest, he realized that he had already arrived at the bank of the Yellow River. After he jumped down from the edge of the forest, he saw that the Yellow River was already in front of him.
"Phew ~"
After letting out a long sigh, Chen Feng walked forward.
As for the mud under his feet, Chen Feng did not care. This was not a swamp, but a mud that had been soaked in river water for many years and had been seriously lost.
As he thought about it, Chen Feng slowly walked to the side of the Yellow River and looked at the river.
The most important thing for him now was to find the feng shui near the Yellow River.
Although the Yellow River was very long, Chen Feng had heard since he was young that the general's tomb was near Miaoling. Therefore, he predicted that the tomb could not be more than one kilometer away from the Yellow River.
This range was also the limit of what he could see with his naked eye.
As for whether there was feng shui here?
As the saying went, a first-grade Earth Master looked at the stars, and a second-grade Earth Master looked at the feng shui…
Three, four, running all over the mountain…
For ordinary grave robbers, there was an old saying,"Ten years to find a dragon, one day to find gold." The meaning was very simple. To put it bluntly, they wanted to find a good place with good feng shui. Tomb robbers had to walk through thousands of mountains at least, and most of them even spent more than ten years searching for the tomb.
However, with the Dragon Seeking Art, Chen Feng could see it at a glance.
Moreover, as long as he found the Feng Shui or astrology, coupled with the Dividing Gold Decisive Words in the Dragon Seeking Art, he could deduce whether there was a tomb here.
As expected!
After observing for two minutes, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.
He could tell that this was indeed a treasure land with excellent feng shui.
The Yellow River in front of him and the mountain range on the opposite side were like two divine dragons, one green and one white, fighting for the sun and the moon in the sky day and night.
When he looked up, the sun had just risen to noon!
Under the same circumstances, if it was nighttime, the moon would probably become a part of the feng shui pattern.
Furthermore, Chen Feng also discovered that the mountain peak opposite him and the Miao Ridge behind him seemed to have formed a huge palm. The mountain peak was like a thumb, lifting the Yellow River in front of him directly, like a dragon vein held by a palm.
Twin Dragons Snatching the Sun and Moon!
Five fingers dragging the dragon's body!
This place was actually a double-layered structure?!
Chen Feng was certain that there were only a handful of people in the entire Sichuan region with such feng shui.
Even if it wasn't the emperor buried here, it was at least the burial ground of the three dukes or the great general of the country.
No wonder his grandfather had stayed here for decades.
Therefore, Chen Feng hesitated. He immediately recited the Dragon Seeking Art's golden words in his heart. Then, he divided the Feng Shui around the Yellow River according to the Eight Trigrams pattern.
"Looking for the dragon to divide the gold, looking at the winding mountain, one layer of entanglement is one layer of difficulty. If there are thousands of locks on the door, there must be a noble living here…"
The so-called search for tombs was actually to use the feng shui of this place to arrange and cut. Then, he arranged them in the form of the Eight Trigrams.
This was because ancient people valued tombs and geomancy very much.
Therefore, from ancient times to the present, from the tombs of emperors to the tombs of dukes and marquises, all of them were built in the form of the Eight Trigrams.
It was precisely because of this that it was convenient for grave robbers to decipher the location of the tomb according to the Eight Trigrams.
As he thought about it, Chen Feng used the Dragon Seeking Art to cut out all the feng shui in the vicinity and arranged them into an eight-trigram map. Then, he took out his dagger and drew on the riverbank under his feet.
The so-called Eight Trigrams was actually divided into two parts.
One was the Ming Eight Trigrams, which were Qian Kan Gen Zhen Xun Li Kun Dui.
The second was the Dark Eight Gates, which corresponded to Xiu Sheng, Shang Du Jing, and Death!
What Chen Feng needed to do was to dismantle the eight doors corresponding to the Ming Eight Trigrams and compare them with the surrounding feng shui.
When he found the location of the Death Door, it would most likely be the entrance to the tomb.
This was because in ancient tombs, the entrances and exits would be built according to the Dark Eight Gates. Usually, there would be two passages in a tomb. The first was an escape route, which was left behind by the tomb's builders to avoid being buried with them.
However, such situations were rare…
The other possibility was that the path the owner of the tomb took when he was buried corresponded to the Death Gate of the Dark Eight Gates.
Moreover, if they took this path, there would usually be fewer traps and poisonous gas along the way. With this in mind, Chen Feng immediately began to disassemble the Eight Trigrams.
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