722 Professional Masters (1/2)
He was most concerned about family, but now his family had been repeatedly threatened. Without Zhong Liuchuan's help, his family may have already suffered. These people were really hateful!
He took a few steps back and forth and made a phone call to Sun Yunsheng.
”Good, sir, I understand.” Sun Yunsheng looked unhappy after hanging up the phone.
”What's wrong?” Sun Zhengrong asked.
”It was Mr. Wang,” Sun Yunsheng said. ”He asked me about some information. He wants it soon.”
”Immediately?” Sun Zhengrong asked.
”Yes, his tone was very serious.” Sun Yunsheng had never heard Wang Yao have such a serious tone.
”I have already gone to Ji,” Sun Zhengrong said. ”I took the original items and went to see the inspection team. I will leave a copy with him. You ask someone to send it to him immediately. Something must have happened there. You should go have a look.”
”Yes,” Sun Yunsheng said.
The car was flying down the road. Sun Zhengrong was sitting in the car and thinking about it. He really didn't want to see those people at the moment because he also had troubles.
Thousands of miles away, in a county town, the rain that had lasted for several days finally stopped, but the sky was still gloomy.
Two arrived in the town. They were dressed in a weird manner. If one looked closely, they were actually two Taoist priests. The two people beside them were the ones who had come to the village two days and hurriedly left, Miao Sanding and Liu Sifang.
Two days ago, they had come to the mountain village to look at the mountain and ancient tomb. They knew that the situation was critical, but they were not proficient in this area.
They thought it was worthwhile to go to the nearby Taoist mountain, Longhu Mountainto ask for help. The priests on Longhu were ones who just engaged in burning incense, walking, and holding a broken sword. Many of these people had real talents, but they were not known to outsiders. Moreover, a common person really could not invite them somewhere.
Miao Sanding's division and the Longhu Taoists had deep relationships. The friendship has been there for many years.
”We have arrived,” Miao Sanding said.
The mountain was right in front of them. After talking to the villagers, they learned that no one had gone up the mountain. Even the people from the archaeological team had not gone up. There were policemen below to prevent tomb thieves from going to the mountains and stealing cultural relics. After all, there were successive incidents that resulted in deaths. Who dared at this time to go up?
”Sure enough, the yin is quite heavy!” With just a look, the two Longhu knew there was something wrong with this mountain.
”As for the ancient tomb of the Ming Dynasty, brother, how do you see the Feng Shui on the mountain?” one of the master's asked.
”I have seen it with my younger brother,” Miao Sanding said. ”The Feng Shui here is really good, but this ancient tomb is very weird. Neither of has have ever found another tomb in this mountain. We are really...”
This time, the two of them had indeed made mistakes. If they had seen the tomb earlier, they would not have excavated it. Now, regret was useless. They could only find a way to see how to make up for their mistakes as much as possible.
”If this place has excellent Feng Shui, why is there such a strong yin? In this ancient tomb, what is sealed up?” one of the master's asked.
”Go and see it,” Miao Sanding said.
”You two can stay here,” one of the master's said. ”Keep this paper on your body to protect you well. If we do not come down within one hour, immediately tell Longhu.”
It was not because they were not confident. They had indeed seen much. But, no one knew what was in the tomb. If it was a general thing, it was good. If it was a terrible ghost, no one could guess what would happen.
”Good!” Miao Sanding placed the paper on the chest. ”Be careful!”
The brothers couldn't help. They could only wait underneath the mountain, watching two people going up it.
The two masters went up the mountain and walked slowly.
”It's getting richer and richer,” one of them said. ”It seems that there is something in this tomb!”
The mountains was quiet, and the winds were gentle. A sudden gust of wind was cool.
It was summer. As the old saying went, everything starts in spring, grows in summer, is harvested in autumn, and saved in winter. Summer was originally the most vigorous time of the whole year. In this forest, during the day, there were few birds or insects. This mountain was quiet, which was very strange.
”The yin is scattered, so the birds are stunned,” a master said.
The closer they were to the front, the more complex they found it to be. One of the masters took out a few sheets of paper from the parcels he carried with him. He whispered, ”Go!”