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Therefore, Wang Dachun, Liu Laoquan, Lu Changjun, Yun Zhu and others rushed to the back mountain together.

The back mountain of Liushu Town belongs to the small mountain range of Jigong Mountain.

Jigong Mountain looks like a soaring dragon from a distance, but it looks like a rooster crowing towards the sky from a close view.

The name is very appropriate, and Wang Dachun has to admire the wisdom of the common people.

Liu Laoquan pointed to a mountain depression in the distance and said, "There are ancient tombs over there."

Wang Dachun looked carefully and couldn't help nodding, "It's not bad here! The three mountains are kowtowing, and the dragons and tigers are leaping. It's a good geomantic treasure. No wonder there are ancient tombs. It's just..."

"Just what?" Lu Changjun asked.

Wang Dachun's face was serious, "I finally understand why Liushu Town is so poor, it's because the whole town has gathered its strength to nourish this group of ancient tombs!"

Elder Liu's complexion changed, "What! Little brother, what does this mean?"

Wang Dachun frowned and said, "Although the Fengshui of Jigong Mountain is good, what is the name of this col?"

"Gun Niu Jiang." Liu Laoquan added.

Wang Dachun nodded, "Well, Guniu's descending here is originally a good feng shui, but with the ancient tomb, it is different, and it has formed a dead place here."

"And this place just happens to be in the middle of Willow Town, blocking the town's feng shui."

"If I'm not mistaken, what are you doing in Liushu Town? The factory closed down, almost all the animals in the breeding factory died, and even the harvest in the fields is not good!"

Liu Laoquan slapped his thigh, "Oh, little brother, you are so right! Our town can't do anything, open factories and close down, raise pigs and pigs, cattle and cattle, and even raise a shrimp. The harvest output is also low, and the strong labor force in the village is almost gone. Hey, it’s hard for me to be the mayor of the town!”

Liu Laoquan's old face has turned into a bitter gourd. It's not that he doesn't work hard, it's not that he doesn't want to lead the whole town to a well-off life.

But it was really too difficult. In the past, Longtan Town was the last in the county, and Liushu Town was the last.

Now Taoyuan Village has been lifted out of poverty and has become rich, which has driven the development of Longtan Town, and now Liushu Town has become the last one.

Lu Changjun snorted: "This is not the reason for you to give up on yourself. Taoyuan Village used to be the last poorest village in the county. Isn't it also developed now?"

Liu Laoquan grinned and said, "I heard that Taoyuan Village has a capable man Wang Dachun, and that's how Taoyuan Village developed."

Lu Changjun patted Wang Dachun on the shoulder and said, "Here, this is that Wang Dachun."

"Fuck!"

Seeing Wang Dachun, Liu Laoquan's eyes widened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to grab Wang Dachun's hand, "Brother, so you are Wang Dachun, I finally saw your real deity, I really don't know gold and jade, so Gao People are right in front of you!"

Wang Dachun pulled away Liu Laoquan's hand calmly, "Hehe, Mayor Liu is laughing, it's just that Mayor Lu is flattering me."

Lu Changjun looked at the undulating hills and frowned and said, "Dachun, can the group of ancient tombs you mentioned really affect the Fengshui of Liushu Town? Is there any scientific basis?"

In fact, Lu Changjun already believed it a little bit in his heart, he knew the situation in Liushu Town very well, just like what Wang Dachun said, he couldn't do anything.

Lu Changjun used to think that the mud in Liushu Town could not support the walls, and no one had ever talked about Feng Shui.

But Feng Shui is a mysterious thing, most people don't believe it, and usually regard it as a feudal superstition.

But now these words come out of Wang Dachun's mouth with different weight.

Because Wang Dachun usually does not aim at nothing.

Wang Dachun said indifferently: "Fengshui is mysterious and mysterious, but it really exists. It is the art of emperors. The so-called Dao looks at Fengshui, and the small way looks at appearance. It is as big as the fortune of a country, as small as an individual. Fengshui is closely related to everyone."

Liu Laoquan believed it a long time ago, and carefully asked: "Then...Brother Dachun, you are an expert, I believe you! What do you say we want to do, I will listen to you!"

Wang Dachun said: "It's very simple, build a two-meter-high wall here to block this cemetery, and your luck in Liushu Town will not be sucked away!"

Liu Laoquan raised his eyebrows, "Is it that simple?"

"Is it simple? It will cost a lot of money and labor to build a wall that is [-] meters long and [-] meters high."

"Don't be afraid of this. We don't have anything else in Liushu Town. There are plenty of stones. If I mobilize the masses again, it will be done soon!"

Liu Laoquan patted his chest to assure.

Lu Changjun clapped his hands and said, "Okay, Liu Laoquan, if you do this well, you will still be the mayor of Liushu Town, and follow what Brother Dachun said, do you understand?"

Liu Laoquan was immediately overjoyed, "Thank you County Magistrate Lu, I promise to complete the task!"

Wang Dachun said: "How about you go back first, Yunzhu and I will look around."

Liu Laoquan said: "Brother Dachun, can you two do it? You really don't want our help? I heard that this tomb is very evil."

"That's why, the more people there are, the more dangerous it is. If you stay, I will be distracted and take care of you!"

Seeing that Lu Changjun hesitated to speak, Wang Dachun smiled and said, "Don't worry, if I can go down to the ancient tomb, I won't take any of the cultural relics. I won't do such a thing that harms morality."

Lu Changjun chuckled, "Of course I believe in you, but you have to manage your friend well!"

"Ah."

Wang Dachun was speechless, I don't care about my friend, he has hands and feet.

In the end, Liu Laoquan sent a villager to lead the way for Wang Dachun, and the others left.

Lu Changjun said to himself, "It seems that the excavation work of Tomb No. 2 should be put on the agenda."

"Look, this is Pit No. 1. A lot of cultural relics were dug out back then."

The guide said to Wang Dachun, pointing to a pit full of pits and pits.

Wang Dachun looked around and saw that a deep pit was as big as a football field, so he couldn't help gasping, "Such a large tomb? Did any strange phenomena happen when it was excavated?"

"Yes! There is a vision!"

The villager slammed his mouth, and said: "During the excavation period, the weather forecast clearly said that there would be no rain, but our Liushu Town was full of rain. It even rained blood on the day the main tomb was excavated."

Wang Dachun frowned, "Blood rain? Tell me carefully!"

"Well, I remember it very clearly. When the sarcophagus in the main tomb was unearthed that day, a strange wind suddenly blew out of thin air, and then it rained blood. The rain was as red as blood, and it even smelled like blood. The villagers said they were sure. The owner of the tomb is angry..."

Wang Dachun gritted his teeth when he heard it, "Then what happened later, was the sarcophagus opened?"

"It's opened, but it's empty and there's nothing there. Since the bloody rain, the excavation of Pit No. 2 has been suspended."

Wang Dachun nodded, "Where is the location of Pit No. 2?"

"I don't know about this, but I heard that it is near here. We ordinary people don't know where it is!"