The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

In just a short while, Solo became acquainted with the three middle-aged men, and Solo began to brag about how his family was rich and how his ancestors got rich.His grandpa's grandpa's grandpa was a Feng Shui master.

"My ancestors have produced capable people, and he is one of the few Fengshui masters in China. He is very good at the art of geomancy...

I heard that the location of the mausoleum of the same emperor was picked by his old man, and it is easy to find the dragon veins.

My ancestors are best at "Five Wonders of Geography", dragons, caves, sand, water, and direction are called one essence. Finding dragons, observing sand, observing water, tapping acupuncture points, and standing are omnipotent. They can see mountains and break mountains, and see water. Cutting off the water, I can still be considered a little successful now, enough to be called a master..."

"Hey...you're talking nonsense. You say you are a master of Fengshui, so how much do you know? Returning the dragon veins? Why don't you talk about the Huaxia dragon veins? Where is the ancestor mountain of Huaxia?" The third child asked with a sneer. road.

"This...I...I don't know...then you know?" Solo asked sarcastically.

"You still study archaeology. It's really embarrassing to archaeologists. You don't even know about the Chinese dragon veins?" The third child didn't drink less, so he set up a dragon gate formation, and said:

The world's dragon veins began in Kunlun.China's dragon veins naturally originate from the Kunlun Mountains in the northwest, which is the ancestor mountain of China, and extend southeast to three dragon veins:

The Northern Dragon enters Shanxi from Yinshan Mountain and Helan Mountain, starts from Taiyuan, and ends at the sea; the Zhonglong enters Guanzhong from Minshan Mountain, and enters the sea from Qinshan Mountain.Nanlong runs from Yunnan, Guizhou and Hunan to Fujian and Zhejiang into the sea.

Each large dragon vein has dry dragons, branch dragons, real dragons, false dragons, flying dragons, potential dragons, and Semperosaurs.To investigate Feng Shui, we must first figure out the ins and outs, and follow the direction of the dragon veins.

There have been at least 24 dynasties in the history of China. If it is calculated that each dynasty has a dragon vein, then China has at least 24 dragon veins.

The dragon veins of the Yellow Emperor are in the Yellow River Basin in the Central Plains; the dragon veins of Dayu are in Jiulong Mountain in Wenchuan County, Sichuan today; the dragon veins of Shangtang are in the Yellow River Valley; the dragon veins of the Zhou Dynasty are in Qishan; the dragon veins of the Qin Dynasty are in Xianyang...

The dragon veins of the Han Dynasty were in Feng County; the dragon veins of the Western Jin Dynasty were in Hanoi; the dragon veins of the Sui Dynasty were in Hongnong; the dragon veins of the Tang Dynasty were in Chang'an, Longxi, Taiyuan...

The dragon veins of the Song Dynasty were in Kaifeng, Gongyi, and Luoyang... the dragon veins of the Yuan Dynasty were in the grasslands of Inner Mongolia; the dragon veins of the Ming Dynasty were in Fengyang, Anhui; the dragon veins of the Qing Dynasty were in the northeast.

Of course, these are general ranges. In fact, it is difficult to determine the specific location of the dragon veins, because the range of activities of dragons is variable, and most dragon veins are born by mountains and rivers.

In the end, the third child said with an arrogant face: "Everyone in ancient times said that finding dragons is easy and difficult to get acupuncture points. The "Funeral Sutra" also says: It takes three years to search for dragons and ten years to get acupuncture points. How dare you say that Master Feng?" The youngest had a sarcasm on his face.

"Fuck...Third Uncle, so we are in the same business, and we all look at Fengshui..." Solo already knew the identities of these three people, but he pretended not to know, and said with an idiot face.

"Hey... I won't go with you, I can't afford to lose this person! Well, I have to get up early tomorrow, I'm going to sleep, you should go to bed early too..." The third child gave the order to evict the guest.

"Okay, I'll keep in touch in the future..." Solo said, got up and opened the door, then hesitated for a moment, then returned to the boss's side: "Uncle, your ring..."

"Not for sale... let's go..." the boss said impatiently.

"If you don't sell it, why is it so fierce? It may not be true, what's the big deal..." Solo muttered dissatisfiedly, opened the door and left, and went back to his room directly.

After Solo left, the three middle-aged people immediately gathered together.

"Boss, do you think there is anything wrong with this kid?" The third child asked.

"I'm too young, but my family should be in the antique business, otherwise he wouldn't have recognized the ring on my hand at a glance, he has good eyesight.

And I also know a little about Xunlong acupuncture, it seems that the ancestors should be with us.However, the technique of geomantic omen should not be left much, it has already declined, but it is certain that the family is an antique dealer..."

"Boss, do you want to get in touch with him?" The youngest looked hot.

After hearing what the third child said, the boss turned his head indecisively and glanced at ### who had been silent all the time, and ### seemed to dislike talking very much, so he shook his head:

"No, it's too risky to fold us in because of an unknown person..."

"Finding a good buyer is harder than moving mountains, why don't we stay for two more days to observe this kid?" The third child didn't give up.

"Okay, listen to ###, get up early tomorrow and go to Huangni Village to see..." the boss said, and the three turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Solo and the others got up and didn't eat Bamao's breakfast, because they really couldn't think of what Bamao could eat, so they cleaned up early and left the inn.

According to the investigation in advance, the four of Solo went directly out of the south gate of Gudu County and headed towards Huangni Village along the No. [-] Yellow River old road.

The Yellow River is like an angry yellow dragon on the move, drifting from the great plain below Mengjing. Since ancient times, there are 26 known diversions of the Yellow River, either leaving the river bed to open a new course or returning to the old course, which is the most tossing A river in the air.

However, since the No. [-] old course of the Yellow River was diverted thousands of years ago, the Yellow River has only returned to the No. [-] old course twice, and it has never come back. The No. [-] old course is either hidden in the wilderness, or buried under the yellow sand, intermittently disappearing from time to time.

The river bed of the old course of the Yellow River that winds south of the ancient capital city is still intact. In the years of heavy rain, the torrents flowing down from the upper mountain will form a relatively long barrier lake here, nourishing the ancient capital county. The people along the banks of the river.

It's not the flood season now, and the old course of the No. [-] Yellow River is almost completely dry, with weeds growing everywhere or not a single blade of grass growing, and the desolation is eye-catching.

Walking on the old course of the Yellow River, the hot wind blowing head-on, feeling the simple atmosphere of the old course of the Yellow River, makes my heart feel a kind of tragedy like the vicissitudes of life.

Tang Ling and Bai Xue were filled with emotion as they fantasized about the momentum of the Yellow River spreading thousands of miles away. Tang Ling turned to look at So Luo, feeling agitated.

"The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns... But who can imagine that the source of the Yellow River has only one spring.

It’s really hard to imagine that the Yellow River is not a torrential flood, but a small clear spring and a warm forest with many gravel and weeds..."

"Yes! I must go and have a look when I have time..." Solo also looked forward to it.

"Master Suo, look..."

At this moment, Zhao Xiaohua pointed to the turning point of the ancient Yellow River road ahead, Solo looked up, and saw the three middle-aged people who chatted in the guest room last night were sitting there smoking.

"Hey, why did these three warriors come here?" Solo also looked puzzled.

The cultivation bases of Solo and the others are very strong. Although they are chatting while walking, the speed of walking is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

So although the three middle-aged men walked higher than Solo and the others, they were still overtaken. Unexpectedly, they also walked along the old course of the Yellow River.