"F * ck, are we going down again?”
Fatty Wang's heart trembled when he heard this, and his face darkened."Old Hu, this bro is begging you. Don't f * cking invite trouble.”
"Brother Jiang said that the Iron-headed Dragon King is moving the coffin. Does he want to change a place to be buried again?”
Eighth Hu ignored Fatty Wang's exclamation. He stood on the riverbank and scanned the Yellow River. He glanced at Jiang Yi."There is still some distance from here to Dragon Ridge. Did those stone coffins really come from Dragon Ridge?”
"We have to wait until dawn."
Jiang Yi shook his head uncertainly and looked up at the valley.""When the rain stops and the weather brightens up, we will know the direction of the dragon vein in the surroundings.”
"Brother Jiang has lived here since he was young.”Eighth Hu was slightly stunned.
"To tell you the truth, I just woke up from a coma before you came. I really can't remember what happened before.”
Jiang Yi smiled bitterly and pursed his lips." The mountain protects the water, and the water flows around the mountain. The wind blows everywhere. It looks like a place to search for dragons, but it's hard to guarantee that the canyons on both sides are not places with poor sand.”
"Brother, what do you think of the underwater ancient tower?”
Eighth Hu's shock towards Jiang Yi was indescribable.
"When a true dragon crosses the gorge, there must be resistance, pincers, welcoming, and sending. But now, there is a wind-blown water tribulation, a great calamity.”
Jiang Yi exhaled heavily.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yi took the lead and stepped into the Yellow River barefooted. He walked deeper and deeper, and his body gradually sank to the bottom of the river.
Seeing this, Eighth Hu could no longer care about what Fatty Wang said and almost subconsciously followed.
Compared to the evil nature of the Yellow River Tomb, he wanted to know more about Jiang Yi's background.
Although there were only three gold-touching talismans left since the Ming Dynasty, Eighth Hu had not seen any other successors since the end of the Qing Dynasty.
The Feng Shui universe, the vast China, the door to it was very deep.
Eighth Hu only knew how to touch gold and fight. He was slightly inferior to observing dragon veins and feng shui.
Since ancient times, the location of the tomb must be close to the mountain and water, and it was inevitable to rely on the dragon vein for burial. If one was proficient in the art of geomancy, the ancient tombs in the world would completely become lice on the bald head.
…………
On the other side.
About a dozen meters away from where Jiang Yi and the others were standing, Big Golden Tooth looked at everything with eager eyes. He wanted to come up several times, but his legs were weak and he could not move at all.
However, the female reporter was very bold. She ordered the cameraman to record everything that had happened a few times.
"How is it? Did you record everything?"
Seeing Jiang Yi and the others enter the water, the female reporter shook the rain off her head and said excitedly,"Send it to my phone immediately.”
"Ah…"
"What? We can't go back, but if we send these things to the station, it'll be earth-shattering news, alright?”
The female reporter didn't have time to talk nonsense. She stuffed the microphone into her shoulder bag, took out her phone, shielded it from the rain with one hand, and unlocked it with the other.
Eh?
There was actually a signal!
Although there were only two or three bars and they were very weak, it was enough to make the female reporter excited.
"Su…Su Ji, this is promoting feudal superstition…"
The young photographer looked reluctant."Aren't you afraid of being…"
"Xiao Liu, do you know Feng Shui? Do you know anything about the Gold Hunting Commandant?"
The female reporter rolled her eyes in annoyance. She quickly found a number and dialed it.
Compared to before, the rain was much lighter. The female reporter still had to cover her phone with her wet coat. After listening for a while, a low voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Hello? Who is it?"
"Station…Station Head Zhang? I'm Su Mi…"
The signal was too weak, and the wind was very strong. Su Mi could only speak in a roaring voice,"" There's an emergency now. We're trapped in the lower reaches of Dragon Ridge. We can't get there by land or water…"
"Su Mi? I know, I've heard about what happened there…"
The person on the other end of the phone gradually woke up from his sleepiness." Su Mi, you guys should find a place to settle down first. The second batch of flood relief teams will be formed tomorrow. They will arrive before dawn. When the time comes, you guys and the armed police will…"
"Zhang Tai…No, listen to me.”
Su Mi didn't wait for the other party to finish and hurriedly interrupted,""Now that we've discovered a new situation, I have to forward it to you immediately.”
"What's going on?"
The other end was also shouting.
" I can't say for the time being, but it involves many ancient tombs and coffins in the Dragon Ridge area. I also saw an ancient corpse…"
This time, after Su Mi finished speaking, the other end of the phone fell silent.
The rain was getting lighter and lighter, and everyone was drenched. As a result, when the wind blew, it was especially cold, and their bodies were unconsciously shivering.
"Su Mi, don't forget what you're going there for.”
After dozens of seconds, the person on the other end of the phone finally spoke.
"I know, I know, Zhang Tai…I'll send it to you now. You'll know when you see it. My phone is out of battery.”
After hanging up, Su Mi quickly turned around and said,""Xiao Liu, have you copied it? Transfer it directly to Zhang Tai. My phone battery might not last long.”
"I'm sending it now. It'll be ready soon, it'll be ready soon…"
Xiao Liu's head was lowered as he held his phone with both hands. He even took out the power bank from his pocket. Unfortunately, the signal was too weak and the transmission was really slow.
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