C264 Feng Shui is Not That

Ignoring Zheng Wuxie's envious words, I looked at the Eight Treasures Wheel with doubt in my eyes again, but this time, there was no other movement.

It was said that in the history of China, the buddhist faith was definitely a big family of copper. So much so that the great lords of China's past generations coveted the massive wealth of the buddhist faith more than once. However, the appearance of a Demon Fighter Pestle was a strange thing. Could it be that on the peak of the mountain, there really was a buddhist temple?

After pondering for a while, I suddenly remembered a trash book that I had read before, which menacingly mentioned that the buddhist sect once wanted to enter the wuzhong, and had spent a huge sum to establish a buddhist temple in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range of the wuzhong. But that kind of theory didn't have any historical data to prove it, so I had always thought that it was just an speculation of the author, but when this Eight Treasures Demon Fighting Pestle appeared here and that huge buddha that I had seen in a trance, I actually believed that it wasn't a baseless speculation.

Zheng Wuxie was already sitting beside the bonfire. He opened his small book, took out his pen and started to draw back and forth on the lines he drew, and continued to calculate using the characters in the blank spots, sometimes frowning sometimes, and sometimes it would become clear.

I watched, not understanding, but enjoying it. It was the first time I knew that the exploration of the dragon veins was still carried out like this. I thought that the Feng Shui Masters would be able to see through the heaven's secrets just by looking at them, but Zheng Wuxie showed me the Feng Shui Master's true nature, it was far from being as miraculous as in the legends.

This guy must have learned math very well! I looked at him on the paper. He didn't seem like he was being forced to walk away. I silently thought to myself. From the long symbol transformations, one could faintly sense a kind of logical deduction within them. If one wasn't good at mathematics, they would have long fallen under the complicated symbol transformations.

Every time a result appeared, Zheng Wuxie would erase a section of the line on the small book based on that result, and then link it with another curve.

The little guy wobbled back, and his running posture was still that of a lazy horse. This guy had a bad habit of imitating the movements and even the sounds of other wild beasts even though he was clearly a little wild boar. Besides his appearance, I really couldn't see anything about him that resembled a wild boar.

And as I expected, the little guy's belly is still bulging and the corner of his mouth still has some traces of milk on it. As soon as he came back, he threw himself onto my body and wiped it all over. Then, with a glint in his eyes, he jumped from my shoulder to the side of the Demon Fighter Pestle and kept pacing back and forth.

Deep into the night, Zheng Wuxie actually lowered his head and seriously calculated for quite a few hours. Only when I was about to fall asleep did he slowly raise his head, hearing the crackling sounds of his bones.

"This is really annoying!" "Done." Zheng Wuxie threw the pen into his bag and poked me again. I sat up straight and took the notebook he passed to me. Apart from the densely packed calculations, there were also three long curves that had been thickened and marked out, making it very clear at a glance.

"What the heck is this?" I looked at it for a long time, but I couldn't tell what it was. Aside from these lines, which I knew to be curves, I didn't recognize anything else on the paper.

"Tch!" I looked at you for so long, and I thought you could understand. " said with slight disdain. He told me that there were three dragon veins, but none of them could produce any kind of climate, and he wondered if he could find any trace of a witch from that place.

There's no guarantee that we'll be able to find anyone. The only way is for us to go for a walk, and if we can't find one at a time, then we'll just have to run a bit longer and train our legs.

Zheng Wuxie could only say this, luckily the three small dragons were basically together, if they weren't in the same direction, just by running around, they would be able to kill people in the mountain. I understand Zheng Wuxie very well now, if we were to travel this far outside the mountain, then it wouldn't even be considered as anything, but we are definitely in the middle of a mountain, no matter how difficult the mountain road is, there's only one word we can do: Let's go!

Just now, Xiao Ha told me that it was very afraid of that thing, and said that there was a great villain inside. It was time for him to sleep. This time, Zheng Wuxie had stuck some talisman on himself and never once had he seen anything wrong with the sun up till now.

"The things dug out in the wilderness will definitely not be clean, so I still recommend that you not bring this with you. It would be best to wait until we leave this place, otherwise, there might be trouble." Zheng Wuxie didn't mind as he dozed off while leaning on the tree.

It was very quiet around us, the Demon Fighter Pestle was also very quiet, for the whole night there wasn't much noise. When dawn arrived, I opened my eyes, only to find that the Demon Fighter that I had originally thrown not far away had actually run away for a distance. The small black cloth did not know when it ran out and covered the Eight Treasures Revolving Wheel on its Demon Fighter, but the little fellow was napping on its small black cloth.

I patted the little guy a thousand times. He still hadn't woken up, so after snoring twice, his breathing became even again. I grabbed him and stuffed him into my backpack.

Just as I held the small black cloth in my hands, his voice resounded in my mind. Just as I started to listen, I realized that he wasn't confident enough to speak in such a boisterous tone. "Don't be careless, just take this thing seriously. Last night, I played with that pig and the monk for an entire night before we didn't let it get away."

"Monk?" I was stunned for a moment before I thought it might have seen the same Buddha as me, but I really didn't expect this thing to be able to run on its own. It didn't have legs.

"It's a monk, a bald man with a shaved head. Very cheap." The small black cloth chattered, but when it came to the Monk's tone, it was actually similar to Zheng Wuxie, as if he completely disliked the people of the Buddhist Sect.

"How can I look at it! If this thing wants to run away, it won't be able to stop me when I fall asleep. " "Hei," I replied. Its so-called gaze made me a little unsure of what to do. If I were to fall asleep, I would probably have to rely on the small black cloth and the little guy to watch it. Immortal blood! It's fine during the day, but when I use the Immortal's blood to cover its eyes at night, it won't be able to create any big waves. " small black cloth seemed to know the habits of this Demon Fighter Pestle very well.

I twirled the small black cloth around the tip of my finger. "You seem to care a lot about this thing. Is this a treasure?"

The small black cloth used a weak and weak voice and said: "How should I know if it's a treasure or not, but I can feel it, it's not a normal beast, I'll find a chance to teach it a lesson and teach it the truth, then you will know!"

I silently lamented, how did I find out that this small black cloth was filled with the aura of a ruffian, as if it was the head of an underworld group! What is this gathering around me? It makes me feel helpless just thinking about it.

"Yo, this thing can even slip away by itself? "Amazing." Zheng Wuxie had a cheap smile on his face, "Yesterday I didn't come to take a look, Qi Qiao came over to let me see how much money this is worth, tsk tsk, with our bros' relationship, after we sell our money, we can split it halfway."

"Talking about relationships hurts money too much. If you don't mind, I'll find some brass to make you another batch and sprinkle it with a thick layer of gold powder when we get out. How nice would that be?" After small black cloth said those words to me, I immediately dispelled the idea of taking care of the Demon Fighter Pestle in my hands. Speaking of dealing with this kind of thing, speaking of dealing with ghosts, I'm not very good at it.

"Yo, the sun's setting. We can hurry on our way. Let's hurry up and go." Zheng Wuxie did not bother with such a small matter. He took a glance at the sky above him, where a fiery red sun had already appeared on the peak of a mountain in the east.

Zheng Wuxie was at the forefront. He had observed the terrain carefully yesterday, and now, he had a very strong sense of direction. He was no longer like the headless fly that was scurrying around the mountain range after we left Miao Village yesterday.

At first, I thought that once we had set foot on the dragon's vein, Zheng Wuxie would be able to directly find the so-called most agile place. But I didn't expect that when it was almost noon, he would tell me that we had arrived at a small dragon's spine.

It was just that this time, it was much faster than yesterday. Around half an hour later, Zheng Wuxie put his pen and notebook into his backpack and told me that he had reached the location.

The most agile part of the dragon's aura was the existence of living water in the dragon's vein, either by a waterfall or by a giant lake. As long as it was not destroyed by human beings, these places would be able to produce giant white rocks, which would spread out around the water to ensure that the dragon's vein didn't have any stray gas to pollute the spiritual energy.

However, the side of the pool was very clean, it was surrounded by mountains from the front and back, and basically couldn't be inhabited. Only the side of the pool was a large flat piece of land without any trees, and at most, there were weeds just emerging from the ground.

"F * ck!" Zheng Wuxie bent over and pinched his own leg, and angrily cursed out, "Go, go to the next one! People from top to bottom really tire themselves to death! "