"This is a Feng Shui map." I grabbed the map and saw it at a glance.

"Feng Shui diagram?" The fat man leaned his head curiously.

Fatty studied art when he was young and has some basic skills in drawing. The map he drew should not be much different from the one in the ancient book.

This is an authentic place with mountains on its back and water on its back, east, west and west, where the sun gathers. According to the picture, this place is surrounded by mountains on three sides, leaving only the east side facing the water in the direction of the sunrise, gathering the essence of the sun.

If you live in this place, you will be able to prosper in life and wealth, and your children and grandchildren will be blessed. It is a good Feng Shui treasure place. However, there are disadvantages in such a place, that is, it is not suitable for a tomb.

Because when a person dies...that is, when his Yang life is over... he should return to the underworld. He cannot absorb too much Yang Qi from the world, otherwise he will accumulate too much Yang Qi and form a zongzi, which is what people call a zombie. If someone is going to die

If buried here, apart from the deceased not being able to enter the underworld safely, will there be any good results for his descendants?

"Yes, is it a feng shui place where the living are prosperous and the dead are in peace and decline?" I said thoughtfully.

At this time, the fat man also saw some clues. Although he was not very good at studying, his family dealt with antiques and cultural relics, and he dealt with inverters every day, so he still had some understanding of Feng Shui.

Why did Wang Zanghai hide such a Feng Shui map in the book? What does this mean? I fell into deep thought...

"What's on the picture?" the fat man asked.

"It's not clear yet, but looking at the mountains in the picture, they should be mountains in the south, because only mountains in the south are like this." I'm not sure, but it gives me the impression that these are not mountains in the north.

"Why would Wang Zanghai hide such a picture in this book? Why would he, a man who makes a living by finding graves for others, leave a sinister cave in his own book?" the fat man said to himself.

"Wang Zanghai...Wang Zanghai...!" I stood up suddenly from my seat.

"What's wrong?" The fat man pressed his hand on my shoulder, as if he was afraid that I would jump.

"Why are we so stupid? Why am I only looking for answers in this broken book?"

"Where to go?"

"Look for information about Liu Qu and Wang Zanghai, and see if we can find anything else." I said excitedly.

Fatty and I have been trapped in this book from the beginning. We never thought of jumping out and made a fatal mistake...

"I need all the information about Wang Zanghai and Liu Qu..." I said to the fat man excitedly.

"Liu Ming, go find that guy Liu Ming to find some information. He must have it there," the fat man said hurriedly.

"Yes, just look for that boy, he is there." I said happily.

Liu Ming is a friend of Fatty and I. That kid also hangs around the antique market every day. He graduated from the History Department of Peking University. However, after graduation, this kid gave up high-paying jobs in many companies and opened a teahouse in the city.

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Huohuo, the customers who go to his place are all antique dealers. They drink tea and discuss business there. He also helps others earn some cultural relic appraisal fees. His place is also a small cultural relics trading platform, and of course it is also a small antique business.
Chapter completed!