Mountain Miscellaneous

Chapter 161

Chen Yaru is like a fish in water in the shopping mall, but she is ashamed when she meets Uncle Qin.

It was the first time Xie Manshan met Uncle Qin. In his opinion, Uncle Qin was just an old farmer in a mountain village. He often dealt with old farmers in archaeology all the year round, accumulated rich experience, and felt that it would be good to give them a little sweetness.

After Chen Yaru was teased by Uncle Qin, Xie Manshan took out a soft Chinese cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, stepped forward and said to Uncle Qin: "Brother, hello, let's have a cigarette!"

"Hey..." Uncle Qin opened his eyes, smiled and took the cigarette from Xie Manshan's hand.

"Here you go, see if you can help..."

Xie Manshan lit a lighter and leaned in front of Uncle Qin.

"I heard that you led the excavation project of the Dongfeng Tea Plantation Ancient Tomb?"

Uncle Qin asked with a smile, interrupting Xie Manshan's words, as if chatting.

"Yes! Right now, there is a shortage of people,..."

The excavation project of Dongfeng Tea Factory is a huge project, and some village names were recruited in Lijia'ao to do some peripheral work. Xie Manshan didn't mind giving a little favor.

"pia!"

Uncle Qin slammed the cigarette in his hand on Xie Manshan's face, then fell on the chair and continued to sleep soundly.

"You, you..., you are unreasonable, unreasonable!", Xie Manshan glared angrily, and got angry for a while, thinking that Uncle Qin might have something to do with Li Changqing, and it was not easy to get angry, so he turned around and said to Chen Yaru and others: "Mr. Chen, Master Li is in the grove, let's just go straight, although it's not very polite, but there's nothing we can do about it!"

After finishing speaking, Xie Manshan glanced bitterly at Uncle Qin who was sleeping soundly.

"Dean Xie, the grove in front of you is not simple, I would rather cross the desert than walk into this grove!"

He Guangyao's memory of the horror of the small forest was still fresh, and he said bitterly to Xie Manshan.

"This grove is at most about the size of a football field. Is it as exaggerated as you said?"

Interlaced like a mountain, Xie Manshan is an expert in archaeology, but stays at a very superficial level in Fengshui, so naturally he would not understand the mystery of Li Changqing's arrangement of nine palaces and eight trigrams arrays with trees.

"In the desert, you can still use the sun, the moon, the stars, and the sky full of stars to identify the direction and find the source of water, but as soon as you step into the grove, you can't help yourself. You don't know where you really are. When you feel that you are walking When you are on a small road, there may be a puddle in front of you!"

The nine palaces and gossip formations in the grove are unpredictable, and He Guangyao has lingering fears just thinking about it.

"Sure enough, it's not that simple, the qi machine is actually integrated with the whole mountain!"

Lu Qian once heard He Guangyao talk about the wonders of the grove. He had been observing secretly just now, but he didn't find any abnormality. If what He Guangyao said is true, then this is the biggest abnormality.

"What should I do now, is it possible to go back?"

Xie Manshan already had a shadow of these Fengshui metaphysics in the ancient tomb of Dongfeng Tea Farm. When He Guangyao and Lu Qian said this, he suddenly felt that the small forest was very scary, and he began to retreat in his heart.

"It's very difficult to come across such an inscrutable formation now. Let's try it. I'll go to the front and you follow. If I have something to do, you just stay where you are. Master Li has a kind heart and will not keep tied up. Follow yours!"

Fengshui is essentially a natural formation, and Lu Qian himself knows some formation knowledge. When he encountered the Jiugong Bagua formation, he wanted to confirm what he had learned in his heart, and said to Chen Yaru and others in an unquestionable tone.

"it is good!"

From a rational point of view, Chen Yaru didn't want Lu Qian to take them on an adventure, but she wanted to know whether Li Changqing had found clues about her grandfather's disappearance deep in the ancient tomb.

He Guangyao also nodded, Xie Manshan couldn't say anything more.

The group followed Lu Qian into the grove tremblingly, while Lu Qian counted every step with a compass in his hand.

"Pfft!"

After moving forward for more than 30 meters, half of Lu Qian's body sank into the 'underground', splashing big water, soaking his upper body clothes.

"Master, are you okay?" He Guangyao immediately stepped forward and grabbed Lu Qian.

"Losing, losing, I was overthinking my abilities and trying to break Master Li's formation!"

Lu Qian used to only hear He Guangyao say that he had never personally experienced the scene of the grove, but now he made repeated calculations and fell into the puddle within a few steps, and said with self-deprecation.

"Fortunately, it's a pool. If we go further, we may encounter something! We'd better wait here. When Master Li goes out next time, he may take us out!"

With the case of Lu Qian before, Xie Manshan was too frightened to move.

"Uncle, wring out the water on your body first, and then we will wait here!", He Guangyao pulled Lu Qian up, admonishing him.

Lu Qian can be said to be the face of Fengshui in the south of the Yangtze River. He has been lonely and arrogant all his life. At this time, he can only accept the reality and lower his proud head.

At the end of August, the temperature was relatively high, and Lu Qian didn't feel cold in his wet clothes, and waited with a gloomy expression.

Li Changqing already knew the situation in the grove, so he wrote two notes between cooking the porridge, calling for Huan Xixi to come over, and asked them to carry them into the woods.

"Squeak!"

After a while, two weasels, one gray and one white, appeared in front of Chen Yaru, Lu Qian, He Guangyao, and Xie Manshan, each holding a white note in its mouth.

"Look, the mouths of these two weasels!" Xie Manshan said in surprise.

"Take it down and open it!" Lu Qian said.

"Okay, uncle!"

He Guangyao put his hands under the mouths of Huanhuan and Xixi respectively, and Huanhuan and Xixi let go of the white paper.

"No relevant clues!"

"200 million, last account!"

There are two simple sentences written in elegant and refined handwriting on the white note.

Chen Yaru immediately understood what Li Changqing meant. One said that she had not found any clues about her grandfather, and the other said that she transferred 200 million to the account of the fund in Lijia'ao Village.

A gentleman loves money in a good way. The school cafeteria in the village, the welfare for the elderly in the village, and the construction of the Sanqing Temple all need money. Li Changqing will not pretend to be lofty to flaunt himself. He saved Chen Yaru and others in the ancient tomb. Since Chen Yaru wanted to thank him, so he made his own request. If Chen Yaru didn't do what he said, Li Changqing wouldn't force it either!
"Understood!" Chen Yaru said, intending to fulfill Li Changqing's request as quickly as possible.

"Is Master Li still angry? Then how do we get out?"

Xie Manshan didn't see Li Changqing appearing, so he couldn't help but gradually panicked.

"Zhizhi...", Huanhuan happily moved in one direction, took a few steps forward, and then turned around and called out to Chen Yaru.

"Follow them, they will take me out!" said He Guangyao.

"The master's methods are really unimaginable!"

Xie Manshan had never seen this kind of operation before, and thinking that such an expert would soon become his colleague, he was very excited.

Lu Qian took a deep look into the depths of the grove before leaving happily.

Guests on the mountain come and leave, but the grove remains unchanged.

It's the beginning of September, and it's the beginning of school again.

　Thanks, 彡♂, sister Mo and other book friends for their rewards~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)