Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

"Don't worry, old Party Secretary, we're fine. But those weasels are in trouble; they cooked a huge pot of them."

Seeing his utter shock, Ji Haobo smiled, waved his hand, and turned to wake up Lao Hu and the others.

With the help of several people, Old Wang was finally laid to rest in the midday sun.

After greeting the old Party Secretary, the group prepared some things and, led by Yingzi, headed out of the village.

"Brother Bo, the place you mentioned is six or seven days away from here, and you have to go through an old forest."

It's very dangerous there, and I've never been that far, but I know the general location.

Seeing the worry on Yingzi's face, Ji Haobo smiled and waved his hand to comfort her:

"Okay! We only need to know the general location; Lao Hu can find the exact spot."

"Master Bo, you flatter me. This is my first time in the industry. I've done some matchmaking before, but it was always just a cursory glance."

Old Hu was a little excited at this moment. Before coming here, he was very reluctant to go to the fields.

I dare not forget my grandfather's teachings from back then; the dangers underground and the zongzi still echo in my ears.

But life is full of hardships. By a twist of fate, she met Ji Haobo and witnessed his skills, which immediately relieved half of her worries.

Now that I have the opportunity to study myself, I can finally put my years of feng shui secrets into practice. How could I not be overjoyed?

"Hey! Old Hu, you're such a hypocrite. Why are you being so modest? Have some confidence. If you can't find a trap this time, how are you going to make money in the future?"

All Wang Pangzi is thinking about now is how to make money. He's been enjoying eating meat every meal these past two days, and he couldn't be happier.

He felt that if he had to go back to the days of going hungry for nine meals in three days, he would rather be dead.

Because they ate a lot of nourishing food in the early morning, none of them felt hungry all morning.

So we didn't stop at noon, but kept traveling.

Around 2 p.m., the group passed through a mountainous area where many tents had been set up and many people were busily working.

"Brother Bo, this is Niuxin Mountain, the place where the ancient tomb was discovered. Many people from the village work here."

Yingzi smiled and waved towards the mountain. It was unclear who she had seen, but there did seem to be someone on the mountain looking in her direction.

"The road we came on was built by experts to make it easier to get in and out. After this area, the road becomes a bit more difficult to travel."

Ji Haobo nodded and looked around at the surrounding mountains from his horse.

Not only him, but Lao Hu and Fatty Wang were also looking around. After all, there was a large tomb here, and they were curious about its feng shui.

"Uncle Bo, Lao Hu, have you figured out the feng shui here? Why would someone build such a grand tomb in this remote mountain valley?"

Fatty Wang looked for a long time but couldn't see anything; all he could see were mountains.

Meanwhile, he was also thinking to himself, "Who the hell has nothing better to do than build a tomb in these mountains?"

"Hmm! I can see something."

Ji Haobo nodded seriously, assuming that the others thought he had actually figured something out.

Old Hu, in particular, was surprised that Master Bo knew feng shui. But what he heard next was something that made him burst out laughing.

“Look at the mountains around us. They are big, very big, very high, and there are many people and many pits.”

It goes without saying that this is a place of great feng shui; with such wealth, one must have been an emperor or something.

What he said was already ridiculous enough, but Fatty Wang was shameless too, lying through his teeth.

"Bo-ye is right, I saw it too, great minds think alike."

Such a huge mountain must be used to bury an emperor; otherwise, it's a waste of its size and national resources. Where would the experts' faces be then?

After they finished speaking, they couldn't help but glance at each other and burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Yingzi didn't understand anything, but she found what they were saying very funny, so she laughed along.

Old Hu was speechless, his face darkening and his lips twitching uncontrollably.

“Look at the surrounding mountains. Don’t they look like dragons? There are nine peaks that meander around here.”

Looking at the middle, the mountains there are the tallest, but not majestic; rather, they are somewhat slender.

The emperor, as the supreme ruler, reigns supreme over all under heaven; he is not only the highest but also the greatest person.

But while the mountain is high, it lacks imposing presence, so it's impossible that an emperor was buried inside.

In Feng Shui, this layout is called the "Luoshen's Carriage" or "Nine Dragons Covering the Jade Lotus," and it is suitable for women. Therefore, I guess this should be the tomb of an empress.

"Clap clap clap..."

As soon as Lao Hu finished speaking, a round of applause came from the mountain ridge not far away.

The group looked up and saw several middle-aged and elderly people dressed in Zhongshan suits, looking refined and gentle, walking down.

Behind them were several armed police officers and a middle-aged man with a resolute face, a stern expression, and sharp eyes.

"Young man, you are so young, yet you have such insight into feng shui. You are truly remarkable!"

The leader was an elderly man around sixty years old, who started flattering the man even before he arrived.

No, that's called praise; it's an elder's appreciation for a younger person.

"Sir, you flatter me. I'm just spouting nonsense; I know nothing about feng shui."

Old Hu dared not admit that he knew feng shui; he was on his way to rob a tomb, and now he had run into soldiers, making him nervous and apprehensive!

"Young man, what you just said was very logical and we heard it all. If you know it, then you know it. Being too modest is just hypocrisy."

The man behind the old man stared intently at Lao Hu, his tone carrying a hint of reprimand.

Old Hu felt a little embarrassed upon hearing this and didn't know what to say for a moment.

He didn't want to admit he knew feng shui, but he also didn't want to refute it, fearing he might offend someone who was supposed to be an expert.

But Ji Haobo, standing nearby, couldn't stand it. He frowned, looked coldly at the man, and said in a tone that was neither warm nor cold, but rather carried a hint of sarcasm:

"Hey you, this isn't your classroom, and he's not your student. Please watch your tone of voice."

Otherwise, I would think you're taking advantage of your age, since we're complete strangers, and it's not very appropriate for you to act like this!

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone who had come over changed.

Especially the elderly man at the head, whose gaze had been fixed on Lao Hu;

When Ji Haobo retorted with his blunt words, he looked up and was immediately shocked, feeling quite excited.

"Young man, what's your name? Where are you from?"

His appearance left everyone bewildered. No, wait, a look of surprise and uncertainty flashed in the eyes of one person—the stern-faced middle-aged man.

"Elder Ji, please forgive me. I admit I went a bit too far just now. You..."

The man who had just spoken thought that Elder Ji was going to cause trouble for the young man, and quickly said that it was unnecessary.

Although he was indeed a little unhappy that the person had embarrassed him in public, it would be petty of him to retaliate or cause trouble for them.