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Chapter 646

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    "What's the date today?"

    Chen Lang rubbed his red eyes and asked casually.

    Her female assistant gracefully brought a cup of coffee, and smiled charmingly at Chen Lang: "It's the sixth. By the morning of the day after tomorrow, it will be a full ten days. According to the bet, if the surname Yang can't break the feng shui of the overlord removing his armor by then."  Bureau, we will transfer the land development rights of Tai O Village and Guanyin Bay to you."

    A hot flame surged in Chen Lang's heart, but he said on his mouth: "It's better to be careful when you travel a hundred miles."

    "That's what you said." The assistant said flatteringly: "But then again, President. We don't do real estate, not to mention Tai O Village and Guanyin Bay are not considered good locations. Why did you agree to the bet with the surname Yang?  Woolen cloth?"

    Chen Lang asked back: "You have been with me for so long, and you know a lot about geomancy. Have I ever told you about the legend about the father and son chasing the dragon's veins?"

    "It is said that the veins of dragons swim back and forth across the land of Kyushu according to the laws of the stars and constellations. Wherever they pass, spring comes from dead trees, nectar falls from the sky, strange people come forth in large numbers, and wealth is overwhelming. In the place where real dragons lived during the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a legend of a money tree  It can be as short as ten years or as long as more than a hundred years, and the dragon veins will sink into the earth and disappear. It is said that if someone can build a tomb on the dragon veins, the descendants of the owner of the tomb can rule the world.  Since the first emperor, how many Fengshui masters have pursued the pursuit of dragon veins all their lives, especially in the Song and Ming dynasties, stories of the royal family chasing dragon veins are common, and there have been many bloody disputes."

    Chen Lang continued to add: "Even Emperor Qin, Han Wu, Emperor Tang Zong and Song Zu, no one can really last forever. In addition, modern China has encountered unprecedented changes.  I believe that when Japan announced its unconditional surrender in 1945, the chairman of the committee was very powerful for a while. He was also moved to chase the dragon's veins. He invited Taixu Monk, a geomancer at the time, from Xuedou Temple, to search for the real dragon's veins in the north and south of the river.  This stretches all over the Jiang family. Unexpectedly, the Taixu monk actually found the dragon veins, and it was in the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum! Overjoyed, the chairman followed Taixu monk's suggestion and built a Zhengqi Pavilion in the Zhongshan Mausoleum to suppress the dragon veins  To prevent it from escaping. Monk Taixu said conclusively that as long as the Chairman is buried next to the Zhengqi Pavilion of Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum after a hundred years, the Chiang family will be able to survive forever. Of course, the Chairman will be as far away as the Han and Tang Dynasties, and he will be so prosperous that it has never been seen before.  The leader. Taixu monk's tone is very loud, but it is a pity that the sea has changed. The national government retreated to Taiwan in just three years. The Communists did not believe in Fengshui and believed in Marxism-Leninism. The Zhengqi Pavilion was empty for decades, and was destroyed in the turmoil.  Liberation sank into the earth and disappeared without a trace. As for whether there is really an eternal country in the world, only God knows."

    The female assistant went on to say: "Later, the chairman died in depression, but he refused to be buried in Taiwan. He left a floating coffin in Cihu. He left a last wish that one day the counterattack succeeds and he will be buried in the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum. If he can't, he will go back to his hometown."  Burial. I heard that the chairman¡¯s son also visited Feng Shui masters, but found nothing. He died of illness in 1988, but left Cihu floating coffin with his father and refused to be buried. Dragon veins have also become a joke.  "

    Unexpectedly, Chen Lang shook his head: "Jiang Jingguo died of illness in Qihai Mansion in 1988. He didn't find anything. In fact, he was only one step away from finding the dragon vein again. Let me ask you, according to the story, the dragon vein is  When did you get free?"

    Chen Lang asked again: "In the 1970s, which places in East Asia can be counted? Manna from the sky, rich and powerful?"

    The female assistant blinked: "You mean?"

    Chen Lang smiled intriguingly: "Four Little Dragons~"

    "But what does this story have to do with the bet?"

    Chen Lang enjoyed the gaze of the female assistant very much.

    He stood up, walked to the safe, turned the knob a few times, took out a bag of red cloth from it, and opened it in front of his assistant. Inside was a swarthy old compass, most of the characters had faded long ago.  There is still a piece of cement on the pointer, which looks miserable.

    "This was used by Monk Taixu back then, and only this compass can find the exact location of the dragon's veins. I spent ten years traveling all over the world, and I probably determined the possible places. Guanyin Bay and Tai O Village are one of them.  But first of all, this area is not too small, not to mention it¡¯s useless to know, I¡¯m not qualified to touch the land there, and the guy named Yang doesn¡¯t know where he got the news, but the compass knows that it¡¯s in my place.¡±

    "Now I understand, but President, do you really believe in the legend of dragon veins?"

    The female assistant was dubious.

    Chen Lang shook his head: "Dragon veins are the lifelong pursuit of Fengshui masters. Even if I can't find them in my life, I will bring this compass into the coffin. But to be honest, I don't believe that being buried on dragon veins can make you an emperor, let alone what is it now.  society??Having power is more enjoyable than being an emperor. Do Americans believe in Feng Shui?  Isn't it no.1?  Can you be an emperor if you have a dragon vein as a tomb?  Only a madman would believe such nonsense.  "

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    "Sometimes you and Wenle think I'm crazy?"

    Xue Wenhai looked up at the night, and suddenly asked Vivienne beside him.

    "If the godfather is a lunatic, then everyone in the world is a fool."

    Vivi said quietly.

    Xue Wenhai smiled faintly, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes could no longer be concealed, apart from what this man did, he did have a unique masculine charm, like a tall and steep reef washed by the waves.

    "Let's do something."

    Vivienne nodded, she put on gloves and thick protective clothing, and walked a few steps forward, Jin Boqing's black lacquered tombstone came into view.  .¡± There are also photos of Jin Boqing when he was young.

    I didn't see Vivienne doing anything, the hemispherical tomb sealed with cement suddenly split from the middle, revealing a nanmu coffin.

    Vivian picked up tools such as a shovel and an awl, and dug up the floating soil around the coffin, trying to open the coffin.

    There is no one around,

    The wind blew the unburned money under Xue Wenhai's feet. Xue Wenhai stared at the black-and-white photo and sighed: "Boss Jin, I have always admired your virtue. I didn't expect that we would be separated so soon. I will disturb you today."  , It is really a last resort. When I accomplish something great, I will definitely return it to Zhao and rebury Boss Jin. At that time, Wen Hai will kowtow to apologize"

    As he spoke, he took out a sharp silver knife and cut it towards his little finger. Blood splattered all over the place. Xue Wenhai's temples throbbed due to the severe pain, and a layer of thinness appeared on his neck and forehead.  Looking at his little finger that was still bleeding, he glanced at Jin Boqing's photo and said, "Take this little finger as proof."

    Click~

    There was a dull flash in the sky, Vivian pushed the coffin away, and lifted the Qianshou quilt. Jin Boqing, who was dressed in a black satin robe, looked peaceful, as if he was just asleep.

    Vivian's eyes flickered, and she rummaged through the coffin for a while, without any fear, and then said to Xue Wenhai in embarrassment: "Godfather, Jin Boqing's body is here, but Ming Zha who was buried with him was not found."

    Xue Wenhai was not surprised, and asked lightly: "Have you searched carefully?"

    "I've looked for it, but there really isn't one."

    Xue Wenhai nodded lightly: "Put the body in a nylon bag, and put this in for me."

    As he said, he threw his severed finger to Vivian without changing his face.

    "knew."

    Xue Wenhai opened the medicine box he was carrying, bandaged himself, and smiled at Jin Boqing's photo, "Boss Jin, your descendants are unworthy."

    In the photo, the black-haired and thick-browed Jin Boqing had a frozen smile on his face and didn't say a word.

    "I'll teach them a lesson for you." (Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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