The system is indeed tormenting.

The two tombs were walked one after another, hundreds of kilometers apart, one with the torso and the other with the head. Fortunately, both sides belong to temple forests, and the location is quite easy to find. The entire building is almost for worship, so it is open.

Zhuge Yun respectfully bowed three times and took the live broadcast audience to visit the entire scenery. There was a monument on the back mountain and a tomb about a meter behind Baotou at the back. The dense forests were lush, like a good Feng Shui treasure land.

And here is the head of a generation of heroes burying.

After the ceremony, the third small task of the system was finally marked, and then the tomb of the ancestors remained.

"Brother Yun, Zhuge Kongming is your ancestor, so you should know very well where this talented man's cemetery is?"

"Yes, the descendants of the big surname should not have any family scrolls. What a secret, let's talk about it?"

"In history, Zhuge Yun really vents feng shui. Will knowing that human life predict the future?"

A bunch of questions are thrown out of the water.

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Yun remembered the environment at home when he was a child. The era was not so developed more than ten years ago, especially in the countryside, where all the houses were bungalows. A loft would be built up on the better floor, and some old antiques would be placed specifically.

His family is almost like that.

However, most of the Feng Shui knowledge placed on the ancestral house are passed down from generation to generation, and after years of precipitation, many of them have been discarded unconsciously.

So, even though he is a descendant, he is really the same as ordinary people when talking about real history.

However, the audience asked, Zhuge Yun felt it was necessary to fill in the pit, "Don't worry, everyone, come one by one, let's talk about this master's cemetery first. In fact, there should be some people in so many of you who know history. What I said is not much different from what you heard. Don't criticize if you don't agree."

"Legendary: Zhuge Kongming watched the stars and sky and predicted that his deadline was approaching. He was still carrying out the Northern Expedition. In order to inspire the soldiers to continue moving forward, he ordered the four soldiers not to transport the bodies back to Sichuan City after their death."

"Zhuge Kongming's way of burying himself was very simple. The location must be in Dingjun Mountain. A thousand years ago, it was still a mountain top. Therefore, the mountain was a tomb, and the tomb was enough to accommodate a coffin."

"In addition, there is no need to accompany the burial. As long as there is a small burial, no grand burial is allowed. With his official position, he could have been grandly held, and even the emperor personally presided over the funeral. Gold, silver, treasures, jade and jade must be indispensable."

"But why didn't he do that?"

Zhuge Yun walked towards the exit while speaking, preparing to go to Dingjun Mountain. Looking at the road in front of him, he took a deep breath, and the people in the live broadcast room stared at him and listened quietly.

"Because he has figured out what will happen in the future."

"The purpose of burial is to prevent someone from robbing the tomb later and digging his tomb. You must know that Zhuge Kongming was buried in Dingjun Mountain, far away from Sichuan City. Even if the emperor sent someone to protect the tomb, it would not be possible for a long time to live in the mountains."

"If I were in Chuancheng, there would be people to take care of me every day, but who would be willing to see the grave at such a distance? Who can guarantee that I would stay by the grave every day? If I have any negligence, I would be taken advantage of by the grave robbers to rob the grave."

"If you choose not to bury any items, you will not attract tomb robbers. There is nothing in the tomb, and there is no need to rob the tomb robbers."

"If Shu Han was destroyed, he would not be robbed by the enemy's army, because there were no burial objects for military pay and there was nothing in the grave. Who would be so stupid that he wasted his energy!"

The live broadcast room nodded in agreement, as it was, if I had been, I wouldn't have chosen to do that.

"A few years later, Zhuge Kongming passed away, and Cao Cao began to dig graves, dig burial objects for military pay, and set up titles such as gold-touching lieutenant. It is said that many wealthy people in the country, including high and small officials, asked him to dig graves for digging graves and dig out many treasures."

"Only Zhuge Kongming's tomb is unscathed. This is his cleverness. Isn't the things used in it the Feng Shui school?"

Zhuge Yun unscrewed the mineral water and drank it, wiped the water droplets, and said, "The two students who asked the questions now understand. The questions you want to know have been answered in the previous words."

Barrage reply:

"I understand it in seconds, no wonder the anchor understands Feng Shui so well. It turns out that he is a master of Zhuge!"

"It's amazing my anchor."

"I called the history teacher just now, and I scolded him, and the class was not available!"

Zhuge Yun smiled slightly.

Because the mountain is a tomb, the tomb is covered with coffins, and it is covered with clothes for the time, without any tools.

This sentence comes from the last page of the Zhuge Feng Shui Sutra scroll. It was not understood at the time. Now, when I think about it, Zhuge Kongming should be the descendant of education. No matter whether you are rich, ordinary, or mediocre, the cemetery must be simple after death. Seeing through the mortal world and put aside your face, you will be eternal and peaceful.

The ancestors are right.

What a pity, my ancestors were so brilliant, until thousands of years later, when I came to me, I was extremely ordinary.

Zhuge Yun sighed, returned to the topic, and smiled and said, "Of course, there are many interesting legends in history, such as Zhuge Kongming asked four soldiers to carry coffins and advance along the direction of Dingjun Mountain. The moment the rope broke, it was the tomb, and so on. If I were not a descendant of Zhuge, I would almost believe it."

"Haha, Brother Yun, don't say it, the history teacher of our school is really saying that, I'm so laughing!"

"I borrowed you a knife upstairs."

"Touch the dog's head upstairs, how many points did you score in history?"

“Single digits…”

"puff."

[The Red Alliance Qianqiu gives out ten planets]

[The Red Alliance sends out ten planets on the full moon night]

[Hundred ghosts send out five toy planes at night, Brother Yun said so wonderfully]

The planetary special effects have never stopped. Zhuge Yun just chatted and took the gift while taking a gift. He took the train to Dingjun Mountain. In terms of modern maps, it is located outside a county town in Shaanxi. Due to Zhuge Kongming's influence, it is known as the most representative scenic spot.

Visitors nearby usually go to Zhuge Kongming’s brother’s cemetery to get soil and sprinkle it in front of the stone tablet, meaning that they hope they can meet underground or become a family again after several reincarnations.

Not only the Zhuge clan, but many people are meticulous in their minds, and even the soil of the three brothers Liu Bei has brought. Compared with the tributes, these seemingly ordinary soils are more valuable.

Zhuge Yun has never been here.

Logically speaking, as descendants, they should come to worship with their families every year. They did not have that idea when they were young, and they would lose that idea as they grew older.

It's ridiculous. Even though he is a descendant of Zhuge, he cannot clearly say that there are so many people in the world with the surname Zhuge, who can prove that I am a real descendant?

Do you recognize your relatives after dropping blood?

Is it OK after death?

No, it's really OK.

Zhuge Yun stood in front of the tombstone, the cemetery was very small. Gradually, he was immersed in it. The entire space was like being in a fairyland. The tourists around him were disappearing one by one, and endless fairy aura enveloped him.

Only the live broadcast room barrage still exists.

In an instant, a call seemed to come from my ears.
Chapter completed!