Shen Xuan's hand touched Ning's eye-catching object and felt it was quite touching.
"Ah!"
Ning shouted and her face instantly turned red. She had been hit by a shameless old man the first time they met. What a bastard!
"Let go!"
Ning landed on the deck with her head first. She felt as if the world was spinning.
Ning got up from the ground in anger. She threw a punch at the old Taoist priest. She moved quickly and arrived in front of the old Taoist priest in the blink of an eye. The old Taoist priest was not flustered. He caught Ning's fist with his palm and wrapped it around his hand.
She didn't expect that this old Daoist priest was actually quite skilled. He actually dodged her sudden punch. The old Daoist priest touched her hand again and she said angrily,"What do you want to do, you old fool? Let go!"
The old Daoist stroked his beard and said in an old voice,""Don't be calculative, female benefactor. The more you care, the more you lose. Just like the sand in your hand, the tighter you hold it, the more you lose.”
"Heresy!"
Ning gritted her teeth in anger. This old Taoist priest was too indecent!
"Don't you know what your hand was holding on to just now?
Now that we're talking about the great truth, it's no wonder that the Maoshan Sect has declined with a disciple like you!”
She was just thinking about it and was too embarrassed to say it out loud. She glared at the old Taoist priest fiercely and went back to the boat to get a tissue to wipe the greasy palm print in front of her.
Fatty made his way to the old Daoist's side and said,""Not bad. You're already so old and your skills are not bad. I wonder which faction of Mao Mountain you're from? I, Lord Fatty, am from Panjiayuan. Of course, this is my identity on the surface. My real identity is the gold-looting captain of the northern faction. At the same time, I am also the fat young master of the inverted warrior world. How about we make friends?”
Shen Xuan stroked his fake beard and said,""This old Daoist comes from Mount Fu Luo."
Fatty suddenly understood." That's the Southern Sect of Mao Mountain. Do you have any way to solve the problem of the dumplings? What Corpse Suppressing Talisman, Evil Expelling Talisman? Could it be that the Five Ghosts used money? Let Lord Fatty use it and let Lord Fatty's luck turn around to earn some money!”
Wu Xie patted Fatty's shoulder and asked: ""Didn't you get a set of Manasi Jade in the Lu Palace? Why are you still thinking about money?”
"Who doesn't like money?" Fatty said vaguely.”
Shen Xuan did not know how to use the Five Ghosts to steal money. He was impersonating a Maoshan Taoist priest. He took out a yellow paper talisman from his Taoist robe and gave it to Fatty. He said mysteriously,"This talisman is a Corpse Suppressing Talisman, drawn with cinnabar and chicken blood, and written on yellow paper. When using talismans, you must recite a spell. The three strange stars in the sky, the sun, the moon, and the stars, reach the sky and the earth, and the ghosts and gods will be shocked. The immortals will bow their heads and worship when they see them. The evil spirits will stop immediately when they meet them. They will be as urgent as the law!”
"The evil thing is frozen?"
"Yes."
Fatty kept the Corpse Suppressing Talisman as if he had obtained a treasure.
These days, the fishing boat was sailing with the wind. It was very boring at sea. The boatman was very curious about the archaeological team and would talk to them from time to time. Fatty would go and talk nonsense with the boatman. He was fooled by the boatman and even tricked him into a jar of wine brewed by the boatman himself.
At this moment, they had already left the port. There was no sign of land, and they were surrounded by the ocean.
In the afternoon three days later.
Fatty tricked the boatman and the others into getting a pot of fish hotpot. The group of people ate around the hotpot and began to discuss the underwater tomb.
The problem was why the sunken ship tomb would not be flooded even if the ship was dug through.
Ah Ning deliberately made things difficult for Shen Xuan." Didn't you say that you're a descendant of Mao Mountain, so you should know about Feng Shui? Tell me, what is the pulse of this underwater tomb? Why did the ancients build the tomb at the bottom of the sea?"”
Shen Xuan got serious and said,"The Five Dragon-Seeking Arts are searching for the dragon, inspecting the sand, observing the water, pressing the acupoints, and standing. The dragon vein is the mountain range, and the soil is the dragon meat." The stone was the dragon's bone, and the grass and trees were the dragon's hair. To find the dragon's vein, one had to examine the qi vein. To distinguish Yin and Yang, one had to look at the trend of the mountain and the distribution of the water. There was only Wang Yang at the bottom of the sea. How could one see the trend of the mountain range a thousand years ago?”
"A thousand years? I know!"
Wu Xie explained her analysis." The tomb was built by the owner of the tomb a thousand years ago. At that time, this place might not be Wang Yang but an island. After the change last year, the island was swallowed by the sea, which formed the tomb!”
"Wuxie is right." Ning nodded.”
"No, it was Taoist Xuan Zang's words that reminded me.”
Ning knew the approximate location of the tomb, but she wasn't sure of the exact location. She could only wait until she got to the approximate location.
The captain looked at the sky and said,"The weather is changing. Everyone, return to the cabin!"”
Then, someone rudely ordered the crew to put away the hotpot, check the fishing boat, and ask the crew to lower the sail. The boat could not be sailed anymore, so they had to find a place to avoid the wind.
At this moment, the clear sky was suddenly filled with dark clouds. The sky had also darkened quite a bit. With a rumble of thunder, the dark clouds began to lower and lower.
This feeling made the people on the ship feel a little depressed. Those who went out to sea knew that the biggest threat at sea was the weather, especially storms. Countless ships died in storms every year.
After the thunder, the rain poured down, and the wind howled in everyone's ears.
It was as if a huge wave had been blown out of the sea in the middle of the night. A fishing boat was swaying on the waves alone.
The captain of the ship was scolding a crew member." I told you to lower the sail, so why are you f * cking hiding?”
It turned out that the sailor in charge of lowering the sail was afraid of the wind and returned to the cabin to hide.
"The sail hasn't fallen yet? The boat will be overturned by the strong wind!"
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