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197 Do Brother And Chen Pi Ah Si Know Each Other? Sunja's Death? (Seek Full Order For Customiza



197 Do Brother And Chen Pi Ah Si Know Each Other? Sunja's Death? (Seek Full Order For Customiza

Chen Pi Ah Si wants to go to Xiaosheng Snow Mountain?

This decision came so suddenly and inexplicably that no one could figure out what was going on.

Qin Wanzhi was the same, so she asked,

"Si Grandpa, why did we go to that place..."

"That's right, old man," Monk Hua persuaded, "We didn't bring much food, if we get delayed on the way—

Before I finished speaking, I saw Chen Pi Asi raised his hand, pointed at the stretch of mountains and said,

"In terms of Feng Shui, this is a rare three-headed old dragon. The professional meaning is [a group of dragons sitting]—"

"The Three Sacred Mountains, the Small Sacred Mountain, and the Great Sacred Mountain, these three mountains are all dragon heads and thrones, very suitable for group burials.

"The pattern of the three-headed dragon is very peculiar. The heads of the three dragons must be connected together, otherwise they will fly into the sky, break the atmosphere, and the descendants hidden in the place will kill each other."

"So, if Yunding Tiangong is built in the Sansheng Snow Mountain, the two dragon heads on the side should be the burial mausoleum of Queen Fang Nu or Sue."

"We can use a roundabout way to find the secret path leading to the Heavenly Palace from the Small Sacred Mountain or the Great Sacred Mountain, and enter it..."

Speaking of this, Chen Pi Asi glanced at Zhang Qiling and asked, "Brother, do you think what I said is right?"

Qin Wanzhi originally thought that Zhang Qiling would ignore him. After all, this man is too cold and a real "lonely patient".

However unexpectedly,

Zhang Qiling reacted unprecedentedly, and turned his head to glance at Chen Pi Asi.

Although there was not a word in his mouth, it was more or less the default meaning.

"what's the situation?"

Qin Wanzhi saw it and thought to herself, this is so unscientific?

Could it be that the little brother upholds the traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, so I am embarrassed to ignore that bad old man?

Or in other words, the little brother had friendship with Chen Pi Asi before, so he politely responded??

Just as he was surprised, Wu Xie on the side belatedly called out "Understood", then his eyes flickered, and he said in surprise,

"Si Grandpa's method is likely to be feasible, because I remember similar reports in the news—for example, the tomb of the Three Sons of the Warring States Period excavated in Mangshan in 1987 is exactly the same as the layout of the three-headed dragon. .”

"And under the ground, the funeral tombs on the left and right do have passages leading to the main tomb..."

"OK," Chen Pi'a said four times,

"Since there is no problem, let's set off immediately.

After speaking, the three guys supported him and walked forward step by step.

The back figure gradually faded away.

The screen starts to go dark, which means that it is time to transition.

After about four or five seconds, the screen brightened up again.

From Qin Wanzhi's first perspective, she found that the sky was dim and it was already night.

The nearby terrain is visually a snow slope above a valley, with a height of several hundred meters.

Fatty Wang, Ye Cheng and the others are digging a snow hole on the slope, preparing to set up camp tonight.

Chen Pi Asi and Shunzi were crowded not far away, seeming to be chatting about something,

The voice is not loud, and there is wind interference, so it is not clear at all.

As for Zhang Qiling, like a wooden stake, he stared at the surrounding snow-capped mountains motionlessly, a bit immersed in the snow-covered scenery.

"Everyone is very busy~"

Qin Wanzhi shrugged, and suddenly felt that she was the most idle one in the team.

Once a person is idle, it is particularly easy to feel tired and sleepy.

Inexplicably, Qin Wanzhi's eyelids began to sink...

She rubbed it, and suddenly, she was shocked by what she saw!!

In the field of vision, the endless ice and snow disappeared,

Instead, in an old room, there is a typical Chaoxian woman who is holding incense with both hands, and weeping uncontrollably in front of a spirit tablet on the table in front of her.

"I'm going, what's the situation? Why did the scene change suddenly?"

"Who is this woman, and who is she mourning for?"

"Is there a sudden change in the style of painting.... I almost didn't scare me away..."

"Mencius can't understand, Confucius can't understand, Xunzi can't understand, Zhuangzi can't understand, Laozi can't understand!!"

"Could it be that there is a bug in the game, and the plot that was planned to be arranged elsewhere was wrongly arranged in this place!?"

……ask for flowers…

"It shouldn't be so... Judging from the quality of the first few games in the "Stealing Pen" series, such mistakes are basically impossible."

"So, the current picture is a swollen horse?"

In the live broadcast room, the netizens were stupefied and couldn't help sending out barrages, leaving black question mark faces in the comment area.

Looking back at the game, this scene had a stronger impact on Qin Wanzhi himself.

She tried her best to keep calm, and soon thought of a task reward she had, which was the skill - [Precognition].

"So, what I see now...is it a plot that will happen in the future?"

Incense, spirit tablets, weeping old women...."

0......0

Qin Wanzhi frowned, combined with the information she had observed, her heart was shocked,

"Is this person the old lady or wife of so-and-so, crying for someone?"

"Could it be Wu Xie's mother?"

"Or Panzi's family?"

"Chen Pi Asi's daughter?"

A series of guesses popped up in Qin Wanzhi's mind, but they were quickly rejected one by one.

wrong,

None of the above can be right!!

why?

Because the image of the old woman is too obvious, she is a typical Chaoxian ethnic group, and at first glance she looks like the indigenous villagers in the Changbai Mountain area

"so,"

At this moment, Qin Wanzhi got a sudden enlightenment and got an answer——

"Could this old woman be Shunzi's mother?"

"Could it be that Shunzi died in the misfortune of being in Yunding Tiangong?"

Qin Wanzhi was startled, and quickly rubbed her eyelids again.

This time, the vision is clearer,

The camera focused directly on the tablet placed on the table.

The tablet has the name of the deceased and the date of the memorial——

The name is indeed Shunja's full name,

As for the memorial day, before Qin Wanzhi had time to look at it, his thoughts were interrupted by a burst of "rumbling" thunder.

In an instant, as if the entire big screen was struck by lightning, there were countless lines like broken mirrors,

In another instant, the picture became blurred, and finally nothing could be seen... Three.


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