Cha Wenbin carefully looked at the original site of the General Temple that Lao Wang had marked out, and then dig a divination on the spot. The hexagram shows that the General Temple does have an underground palace, but in this flat ground, there is no such thing. Cha Wenbin took Lao Wang to a mountain opposite the General Temple, stood on the top of the mountain and looked down. It doesn't matter, which almost shocked Lao Wang.

I saw a winding river flowing out from the west, forming a confluence here. This is the legendary Qinglong water intake. A mountain range to the east stretches its towering back for thousands of miles, but it suddenly lowers the mountain and penetrates directly into the earth. The head of a giant dragon suddenly underground. It is the water intake!

Two blue dragons are taking water here, but you can imagine what the Feng Shui at this water intake has reached. Then look at the ruins of the General Temple marked by Lao Wang with white lime powder. A huge turtle jumped on the ground, and the turtle's head pointed at the small pool.

Not to mention that Lao Wang was shocked, even Cha Wenbin was amazed by this scene. What kind of Feng Shui treasure land is this? The turtle is above the two dragon heads, and at the same time absorbing the energy of the real dragon, plus the essence of the sun and the moon. Not to mention that a cat wants to become a spirit, even if a mouse stays for a long time, it is perfect for burying an emperor!

"The three heads point to the same place, it should be there." Cha Wenbin pinched his fingers and lowered his head and whispered: "Old Wang, have you seen the small stone bridge opposite the General Temple? If I guess correctly, the underground palace should be at the location of the stone bridge. Let's go down and take a look."

When Cha Wenbin and Lao Wang went down the mountain again, the sun was already setting. The two couldn't wait to arrive at the small bluestone bridge. With the memory just now, Cha Wenbin picked it into the river and carefully looked for clues.

"Lao Wang, look, is the glutinous rice poured on this stone thin?" Because there was no modern building material such as cement in ancient times, when it was built, the powerful and powerful used glutinous rice to make pulp and act as modern cement. The firmness of the thing was completely comparable to that of modern cement. During the land reform, some of our ancient tombs were poured with this glutinous rice, and they all needed to rely on ** to explode, which shows how hard it was.

The stone poured out of the glutinous rice is naturally not difficult for Lao Wang. He has never seen any strange things in archaeology. After confirming the location, Cha Wenbin and Lao Wang returned to their residence, which is my old house.

Since that incident, the archaeological team has been temporarily stationed in my old house. First, it is convenient for everyone to take care of, and second, it is because of Cha Wenbin.

The next morning, Lao Wang took his people to buy a few bags of sour vinegar, put them all in a large bucket, pulled them under the small stone bridge, poured them into the cracks of the stones one by one, and slowly the stones loosened. In less than a morning, the loose stones were opened by the team members. Sure enough, there was a different kind of cave here.

Lao Wang asked someone to carry the blower and sent it to the air for an hour. Then he hung a duck with a rope and sent it into the hole. After about 10 minutes, he pulled it out and the duck looked nothing strange. Then he called everyone in, and the one who started was Cha Wenbin.

After several strong-light mineral lamps were shot in, the whole picture of the underground palace was revealed. The underground palace was rectangular, and it was empty in a basketball court-sized world. When the mineral lamp swept across the wall, everyone stopped breathing...

As for the things in the box, when everyone heard Cha Wenbin talk about the legend, they thought it might be the legendary "Ruyi Book". As for the whereabouts, they probably had to crack the text on that section of the wall.

According to this explanation, the two forces of righteousness and evil in this temple should be the monk Danzi and the leader of the Qinglian Sect. That night, Cha Wenbin broke the evil spirit, and only the power of Taoism was left in the temple. Cha Wenbin made a quick decision and re-arranged everyone who was hit, including me, to the General Temple, to do a ritual, and requested the ancestors to dissolve the evil spirit in us. It was strange that when we hit people kowtowed to the wall where the dead had buried, we would be fine the next day.

The murals were later dug up by the cultural relics department, the underground palace was resealed and the temple was locked. Later, the incense was still quite good. People often come here to burn incense and ask for peace.

Cha Wenbin returned to his hometown with a lot of doubts, and the matter of General Temple came to an end for the moment.

When I was about ten years old, a relative of our family passed away. She was my grandfather's cousin, and we called him aunt.

My eldest aunt suddenly died while taking a nap at home and didn't even go to the hospital. When her son, who came back from the field in the afternoon, saw that he had no breath and cried and shouted, the whole village went.

At that time, there were no cremation in the countryside, so there were two major things for older people. One was to build a coffin, also called birthday cake, and the other was to choose a treasure cave for themselves. The eldest aunt had already done two things for herself, so she was put into the coffin shortly after her death, but the lid was not covered for people to pay their respects.
Chapter completed!