It was already afternoon. According to the convention, the eyes of the gods should not be carried out in the evening, so it must start immediately: Jiang Lian had some impression of what he had just seen. He first drew a rough outline in three or two strokes and handed it over to Lu Sanming, and asked him to send a small team to find it first, and then continue to draw more detailed ones by himself.

However, Kuang Miying is not around, so she has to find someone else Sasuke.

As soon as he said this, the charlatan volunteered to take the initiative to roll, and he was very confused. At least he had to "rest" today and was not easy to walk around. He thought about lying beside Jiang Lian, and occasionally handing him a pen. In this way, it not only works, but also can observe the divine eyes close to it, so time is not wasteful.

Jiang Lian said: "You can't."

The charlatan said, "Why?"

Jiang Lian did not answer positively, and he used to induce me: "Miying has always helped me, isn't she a woman?"

The charlatan suddenly realized that it was necessary to put on the divine eyes.

Jiang Lian didn't say anything else. Anyway, he was the only one who could touch the divine eyes here. The rules were determined by him, and what was said was what.

Meng Qianzi accompanied Jiang Lian into the RV. She had never participated from beginning to end. She felt curious and exciting. When she lay paper and cut pens, she asked Jiang Lian: "As soon as she entered that state, can't you notice anything? Unless she was beaten and kicked, she was hot and hot? "

Jiang Lian nodded.

"I don't know if I've been tied up and sold to dig coal?"

Jiang Lian felt that the direction of this conversation was quite fascinating: "What do you want to do?"

Meng Qianzi slowly put the cut pens in a row: "I don't know either. I don't know myself very much. Sometimes, I will do very cruel things and cannot control myself - if you wake up, don't blame me if you find yourself in the coal mine."

Jiang Lian was very calm: "I am confident that I am worth a little higher than the purely hard-working coal miner. Whoever wants to sell me to mine coal for money... can only be said that she is not very smart."

Meng Qianzi didn't refute, but just reminded him again when he was about to enter a state of meditation: "Would you like to look at me twice more? In the future, you will only see coal."

Jiang Lian closed his eyes and ignored her. He just subconsciously made up for it: If he really stayed in the mine of the coal mine after waking up, he wouldn't seem to resent her.

She was so angry that she could laugh, and then escape from the coal mine with her intelligence - the security of the small coal mine should not be enough for him to play with. After finding Meng Qianzi, she asked her: "Why did you sell me to dig coal?"

He almost laughed.

It’s really a thing to be with Meng Qianzi, no matter what is good or bad, you can be full of fun.

***

To keep the RV absolutely quiet, the charlatan can only stay outside the car. His head and face were broken several times, and he put four or five band-aids on it, which looked quite funny.

The rain had stopped, the breeze was blowing, and there were lounge chairs and umbrellas. Lu Sanming brought a small stool to chat with him, and the time was easy to pass.

As they chatted, the sage remembered the Sheng family's affairs again: "You...80,000 mountains are the ones that did not explore the mountains before. Where is it?"

There are 60,000 mountains and 90,000 mountains on the map of Guangxi, but there are not 80,000 mountains. However, there are many mountains in Guangxi, and any nameless mountain may be - it depends on how the mountain ghost named these mountains inside.

Lu Sanming said: "It's far away, it's a distance away."

"Then... During the Song and Yuan dynasties, the Sheng family lived in Fenghuang Mountain. Is it here?"

Lu Sanming is not sure: "Phoenix Mountain is a big name, dozens of kilometers, spanning four counties. I have to check whether it is here or not."

He took out his cell phone and operated it, then shook his head: "It's not here, you have to go east, in the neighboring county."

It turned out that it was not here yet. The sage thought about it and suddenly felt his heart moved: "Where did they live before the 80,000 mountains? Where did they live before the Song and Yuan dynasties? Can you check it further, such as during the Qin and Han dynasties, during the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties?"

Lu Sanming thought that this triple lotus petal was really thought out: "Mr. Shen, the history of the country has not been recorded in detail in the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. Do you think we have mountain ghosts? Also, it took a long time to explore the mountain to gradually become a systematic record. Some places carry out work early and record early, and some places carry out late and record late. Overall, let alone the Qin and Han Dynasties, it would be great to have records from the Sui and Tang Dynasties."

It doesn’t matter, check how many there are, the charlatan requested: “Then look, as long as there is a record, where did the Sheng family live?”

Fortunately, most of the records have been electronicized and the app has been entered in time. Otherwise, it would be a big project. Lu Sanming responded while screening: "If they move into the city, then we will not record them. As long as they live in the mountains, most of them have them."

He clicked with one click and displayed the track of the found record generation: "You see, they are basically all around the mountainous areas in Guangxi, changing the mountain back and forth, and they are all chosen as lonely and dangerous mountains, rarely visited, easy to defend and difficult to attack..."

The charlatan came up to see.

It is indeed a rewind in northwest Guizhou. There is no rule to follow. Wherever you live, there will be a fixed point. Those points are scattered. The sacred also saw 80,000 mountains, and there is a distance from here - but this distance is only relative.

He also saw four or five points scattered along the Phoenix Mountains. Although they were not in the same place, it at least shows that the Sheng family chose this mountain range to settle down a lot.

Lu Sanming was still looking at the information about the era: "The earliest... it was recorded since the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Before that, it was hard to say where they lived - maybe they might live in Zhenlongshan, or maybe they lived in the right eye of the Phoenix. Anyway, there is no record, and everything is possible."

Speaking of this, I looked up at the sky and it was getting darker.

Lu Sanming called Pixiu and wanted to ask about the progress.

The Pixiu quickly answered, and his tone was obvious: "I can't find it, oh, Brother Lu, you can't find it even if you come. This is either a mountain or a tree, a ditch or a valley. Take a picture of a bird and where can I look for it."

Lu Sanming was scolded by Meng Qianzi before, remembering that he was a person in charge, he had his own opinions, and guided his subordinates: "The so-called mischief of the authorities, you can't find it because you are in this mountain. You must always jump out of the constraints of the surrounding terrain and imagine what the overall outline looks like..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly heard Jiang Lian behind him say, "The range of the valley is too large. I suggest you combine the surrounding mountains and shapes, adjust an electronic map, then move the Pixiu, and then superimpose and compare it with my picture. It should be the same place that can be stacked on it."

The charlatan turned around and said, "That's all right?"

It was not dark yet. Is it not too late for him to draw a picture for hours?

Jiang Lian handed him the drawing paper in his hand: "In this case, just draw the direction of the direction and the rough terrain direction, and there is no need to be so detailed. Besides..."

He didn't look back: "I'm not sure, I'm afraid that if I paint for a long time and delay it a little longer, I'll be sold."

The sage and Lu Sanming looked at the pictures, and the electronic pictures were adjusted, and they didn't bother to listen to what he was saying.

However, Meng Qianzi just got out of the RV and heard it all over.

With an outsider here, she couldn't say anything, but she thought to herself: Do you think you are easy to sell? The foreman in the coal mine may even think that you are not thick, rough, and solid enough.

Some people just don’t recognize themselves very well.

***

Jiang Lian’s method was quite effective. After several positioning and several comparisons and superimposing, the general direction was determined. Lu Sanming asked Pixiu to guard the spot: "Let's go here, look around and see what's going on."

Nothing happened. Pixiu took photos from all sides, which was no different from any mountain in any place.

Meng Qianzi left half of the people to set up a camp on the spot, and was also responsible for taking care of the charlatan who was inconvenient to walk immediately. He brought his other half, carried the necessary equipment on his back, and followed the path to go there.

Looking down from the top of the mountain and from the electronic map, the place is not far away. Only when you really walk on it will you realize it is deadly. Moreover, the area has been raining heavily and the ground is muddy and slippery. When I finally met with Pixiu and the others, it was already dark.

It was wet everywhere and the bonfire could not burn, so I could only call flashlights or use search lights. For a moment, light columns were everywhere. Lu Sanming reminded everyone not to call them in the sky: people outside saw it and thought that someone was poaching or firing here would be troublesome.

Jiang Lian walked around several times, followed the picture and thought about it repeatedly, and finally chose a small earth slope in the depression. The bottom surface of the slope is one or two meters in diameter, and it is more than one meter above the ground. Moreover, there are several forked streams not far away, which are still gurgling through the water. It can be imagined that now the water has receded. If the water is a little larger, the depression will be filled with water, but the earth slope will emerge from the water, just like an eye socket. The forked streams are also in the shape of feathers on the head of the phoenix.

Will the right eye of the phoenix that you are thinking about is this inconspicuous small earth slope? You also say, "The living phoenix will fly out of the right eye of the phoenix." Could it be that the bottom of the earth slope...

The charlatan watched the live broadcast on the other side. The night was too heavy and there were countless noises on the screen. I felt unhappy when I saw a group of people still studying it. I became more and more impatient. After grabbing the walkie-talkie, I gave an order to the hair: "Dig, dig, I tell you, there was a geographer named Zhou Bufei in the Southern Song Dynasty. He wrote a book called "Lingwai Dai Aid", which is dedicated to this area, and he also wrote about Phoenix."

"It is said that the phoenix builds nests in the deep forest. After laying eggs, the male phoenix will use wooden branches to mix peach gum to seal the female phoenix in the nest, leaving only a small air hole to vent the air. Then the male phoenix will go out to find food. If it is found, it will come back to feed the female phoenix. If it is not found, it will seal the hole, causing the female phoenix to suffocate to death."

Meng Qianzi had never heard of Zhou Bufei, nor had she read "The Answers from the Outside Ridge". She was just frustrated and thought to herself that the logic of this male phoenix is. You are not able to find food. Why should you suffocate the female phoenix to death...

"Look at this earth slope, it looks like a tomb bag. Maybe it is the phoenix nest with a sealed hole, or maybe the female phoenix is ​​suffocated to death, but the phoenix egg is still there, and it has been hatched by the earth's air. Once you dig it, it comes into contact with the catalysis of the popularity of the outside world. After breaking the shell, a living phoenix will fly out. This is what is called 'the living phoenix will fly out of the right eye of the phoenix'."

Meng Qianzi really wanted to "pah" him: There are many written theories of charlatans and can also quote classics, but the allusions are just Sasuke, and they are never straightforward truth. If everything can be guessed from these allusions, it would be too simple.

But one thing he said is right: since this is the "phoenix's right eye", it is necessary to break the soil and dig it out.

The sound of the walkie-talkie was quite loud, and everyone present heard it: Yamado had a high acceptance of all kinds of strange things, and in addition, the saying was a local folk proverb, and I had heard of it a few, so I was not very shocked - if you follow the boss to do things, you should do more and ask less questions, and you will not be surprised when you see things.

What's more, the charlatan said that a living phoenix would fly out of the earth slope!

Could it be that tonight, everyone will have the pleasure of seeing the Phoenix?

For a moment, there were whispers and discussions. Some people were too excited and dared not suggest to Meng Qianzi, so they went to Lu Sanming to offer advice: "Brother Lu, do we have to prepare a cage or rope net? If the phoenix really flew out, stabilize it first? Then, keep it happy, even if it is handed over to the country, it will be rewarded."

Meng Qianzi was so amused that she coughed twice. After the whispers subsided, she signaled the slope: "Excavate."

***

The equipment of the mountain ghost is also known as the "mountain ghost basket". It has everything inside, which is a panacea for entering the mountain. Meng Qianzi agreed on this head, and about ten mountain shovels on the other end have been assembled.

However, the slope is not big, so there is no need for everyone to go into battle. At that moment, seven or eight people surrounded him, waving the shovels like the wind, and the rest were not easy to stand, and there were actually woven nets with leashes.

What if.

Meng Qianzi didn't have to do anything, so she stood there not far away and watched. Jiang Lian was busier than her. He took over the task of live broadcasting for the sage. The sage monkey was anxious and wanted to stretch his neck from the other end of the screen to this end, urging Jiang Lian to get closer, and to look closer, he would take a closer look.

This slope is not all soil. If it is all soil, it has been washed away by the frequent heavy rain in the rainy season. Sure enough, before long, I heard the clanging sound of metal and stones colliding, and stones were constantly pulled out between the soil.

Meng Qianzi was bored when she walked to a nearby stone, brushed the sand on her head, and was about to sit on her when she suddenly heard a dull sound.

This is something that the shovel encountered, but it is definitely not a stone or a metal, but it is like...

Meng Qianzi's scalp was slightly numb and she turned around and looked into the venue.

The soil slope has been dug, and now it is a shallow pit. The originally busy "labor" scene was a little silent in an instant. The mountain dwellers looked at each other, and they all had doubts in their hearts, but it was hard to say it out.

Jiang Lian was not familiar with this situation. Seeing that everyone was still standing still and people retreated to the pit, he was surprised and asked, "What's wrong?"

At the critical moment, Lu Sanming remembered Meng Qianzi's "teaching". As the person in charge, he should judge the situation, make a quick decision, and give a guide. He swallowed and said loudly: "It's all up to this point, keep digging, there is no shortage of this shovel. If you really dig it wrong, you should apologize and burn incense."

This was reasonable. Several mountain dogs hesitated for a while and shoveled it again. However, this time, they dug carefully and leaned down from time to time and brushed the mud on their lower head with their hands.

Jiang Lian roughly understood what was going on.

Sure enough, after a while, the situation was clear. Several mountain dwellers stopped to shovel the shovel and retreated awkwardly. The Pixiu, who was in charge, looked at Meng Qianzi and said, "Miss Meng, it's the mouth... the coffin."

Like water ghosts, mountain ghosts have always had the tradition of "respecting death". No matter how great the hatred is, everything will disappear if you die. When encountering nameless corpses scattered in the mountains, they will help others to be buried, bury them on their behalf, and dig people's graves. If they are accidentally sent, they must be backfilled as it is and burned incense and apologized.

The charlatan didn't hear clearly on the other end, but he also realized that the atmosphere was wrong and his voice was lowered octaves: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Jiang Lian turned off the public release of the walkie-talkie, turned it into a private answer, and whispered: "I'm digging the coffin, judging from this posture, I can't dig any more."

The charlatan was stunned and anxious. When he spoke again, he stuttered: "This is not OK. The phoenix's right eye that he finally found was a secret inside. If there is a secret inside, stop digging... What did Miss Meng say?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Meng Qianzi say: "Come on incense."

Someone had prepared the same side, and when he heard this, he divided the fragrance and helped him light it up. Meng Qianzi took three of them and went straight forward. The shovelers also took turns to pick them up, and then they lined up and stood behind Meng Qianzi.

Meng Qianzi said loudly: "Meng Qianzi, the throne of the mountain ghost."

Speaking of this, after a brief pause, the other people reported their names one by one, some were loud and some were in a low voice.

After the name was reported, Meng Qianzi continued: "I accidentally sent a letter to the old man's house and had three incense heads, and I apologized for this."

After saying that, holding the incense head in his hand, he bowed three times, and the people in the back row also bowed. Jiang Lian looked quietly, feeling the fragrance mist swaying, mixed with the several oblique light columns that were standing still. The atmosphere was particularly serene, but also blurred.

After the ceremony was finished, Meng Qianzi was not busy inserting incense: "Old man, it's rainy in the mountains, your house is low and lying, flooding all year round, damages the coffin and bones, not a good cave. Today we meet, we are destined to be together. I will help you choose another good cave and move the coffin to move it."
Chapter completed!