After many Xuanmen people realized what was happening, they were extremely envious: "Oh my God, putting the legendary Nine Cauldrons in the ancestral hall and burning incense at the ancestral tomb is equivalent to using the fortune of a country to cultivate the family. No wonder they can raise the richest man in Haicheng!"
"If I can keep it going for a while longer, I'm afraid I'll be the richest man in the country, not to mention Haicheng."
"Wait, that rag collector couldn't have become the richest man in the country... I suddenly feel that rag collectors can make a lot of money quietly. If I had known this, maybe I should have developed a side business."
"Alright, you're selling national treasures. I think you'll be punished!"
The foreign wizards were all bewildered when they saw the people from Kyushu with their faces filled with surprise, and the wealthy businessman next to them looked like a madman.
How come these people, who just seemed very respectable and polite, suddenly became crazy? Was they under some kind of spell?
They wanted to ask the translator, but the translator from Kyushu completely forgot about his job, ran into the crowd, and started talking to everyone in a babble, looking as excited as if he had won a million dollars.
Si Ling from the White Country across the ocean could understand Mandarin and calmly explained the whole story to everyone.
Foreigners didn't take it seriously at first. This country's civilization is famous for its long history and countless national treasures. It seems that any antique is a national treasure. It's just a national treasure. What's the big deal?
However, when Si Ling told them that this was the symbol of Kyushu and that it could suppress and repair the dragon veins and reveal the richest man in Haicheng, everyone was stunned.
I don't understand dragon veins, but the richest man is so intuitive. Haicheng is an international metropolis, and the title of Haicheng's richest man is very valuable, and he is also on the list of international richest people.
As long as you get this national treasure, you can get so much money?
For a time, many foreigners were envious and their eyes turned red. Many people secretly started searching for information about the Nine Cauldrons, intending to find their whereabouts.
Zhang Jinfei returned to the village and asked someone to arrest those thugs and bring them to the police station.
As time goes by, some of those hooligans have reached middle age, started families and have a good life, and have long moved out of the village. Some hooligans are still hanging around in society in their middle age, and are still single at an old age. They are still in the village, but they are particularly annoying.
When Zhang Jinfei asked someone to capture them, the other villagers were not panicked at all. Instead, they were there to watch the fun.
I don’t know how these idle people offended Zhang Jinfei and ended up in trouble. They really deserved it!
It was not until he sent these people to the police station that Zhang Jinfei came to his senses. Damn, he had forgotten about the masters!
The news about the Nine Cauldrons of China was so overwhelming that he was desperate to retrieve them. Who could bear to see a national treasure slipping away from them?
He immediately sent people to invite the masters who were still on the mountain back home, serving them tea and water and entertaining them well.
Zhang Jinfei couldn't sit still at all. He walked around the room, anxious like an ant on a hot pot. After thinking for a while, he finally asked An Rugu for help: "The police asked me to wait for news at home. I don't know when I can find him. Anchor, can you calculate it?"
An Rugu shook his head and said, "The Nine Provinces and Nine Cauldrons carry the destiny of the country. In a sense, they have been recognized by the way of heaven. The secrets of heaven are naturally obscured. If they could be calculated, I would have found them back long ago."
"Well, well, we can only wait for news." Zhang Jinfei sighed, then asked: "Our village has lost the Nine Cauldrons, the Feng Shui has become bad, and the cemetery has become a place where families will die out. What should we do?"
He was both hopeful and anxious. He had destroyed the dragon vein and lost the Nine Cauldrons. It seemed like God was going to kill him!
"There are two ways." An Rugu thought for a moment and said, "If you don't want your life to get worse, you can move the whole village to another place."
"This is a bit unrealistic." Zhang Jinfei said hesitantly: "Although money is not a problem, there are many elderly people in our village who don't even want to live in the city with their children. They just want to stay in the village. They have lived in the village for so long. If they are asked to move, they may not move. So what is the second solution?"
An Rugu said: "The dragon vein can be cut, and of course it can be continued."
"The mountain was dug up by humans, so we will reconnect it artificially. Nature has its own way of repairing itself. I don't think this dragon vein has lost its last bit of vitality, otherwise the Nine Cauldrons would not be able to revive. When it is reconnected, the dragon vein will have a chance to recuperate and will most likely be able to regroup and recover a lot."
Zhang Jinfei was extremely excited when he heard this: "Then how do we connect them?"
Many Feng Shui masters took a deep breath and said, "I looked carefully before. Those mountains were artificially dug and deeply developed. The mountain bodies were broken and now they have formed separate small hills. The dragon veins are dead, so how can they be connected?"
"You want to fill the soil and reshape the mountain? It's easier to blow up a mountain than to repair it. It's almost as difficult as climbing to the sky."
An Rugu asked Zhang Jinfei to find a local map and gestured for a long time.
In front of everyone, she drew a winding line on the map with a pen and suddenly said, "Since filling it up is difficult, then let's dig and dig a tunnel underneath."
"The lower end of the tunnel is connected to the mountain, and the upper end of the tunnel is connected to the mountain by piling up soil. The amount of work is much less than filling alone. In addition, digging the tunnel will also help improve traffic and is a project that is convenient for the people."
Many Feng Shui masters: "!!!"
Taoist Xuankong looked at the tunnel on the map and sighed, "It's better to unblock than to block. It's really wonderful."
"There are mountains behind, famous buildings in front, strong protective sand on both sides, water in the south and mountains in the north, surrounded by mountains and water, with tortuous dragon veins, and a good feng shui."
"Now your village has a dragon vein. I believe your population will prosper and your wealth will roll in in the future."
Zhang Jinfei suppressed his excitement and asked the question he was most concerned about: "What about my future fortune..."
An Rugu counted with his fingers and said, "You are quite capable. The reason you have this fortune now is three parts luck and seven parts hard work. Instead of pinning your hopes on unpredictable luck, it is better to keep a clear head, so that your fortune will not be too bad."
Her words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, extinguishing the restless flames in Zhang Jinfei's heart.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath and retract his surging thoughts: "Okay, I got it, I'll find someone right away."
He started from scratch, suffered a lot, and has a very stable character.
However, after learning that the large bronze tripod in the ancestral hall was one of the national treasures, he became extremely agitated. He was obsessed with getting the Nine Tripods back and looking forward to getting rich. He was completely different from his usual steady self.
Now that the host said this, he gradually became less impetuous.
What the anchor said makes sense. It is better to rely on yourself than on others. You should not put your hopes on external things.
Jiuding didn't know when he would get the news, but since the dragon vein could be repaired, he must repair it.
He was rich now, and could afford the cost of building the tunnel. He needed it urgently, but if he was offered a lot of money, there would be courageous men under a lot of money, and many engineering teams were willing to undertake this project.
After the approval was obtained, the Green Tree Village Kowloon Tunnel started construction in full swing.
The scene was filled with dust and a constant buzzing sound.
At the moment when the nine small hills were connected, a thin spiritual energy flowed in the night sky, like a crystal clear Milky Way, passing through the tunnel and then flying to every corner of the hillside.
The spiritual energy wrapped the mist from the desolate wilderness and enveloped the earth. The grass poked its head out of the earth and sprouted green buds. Clusters of winter jasmine blossomed, and the golden flowers danced to welcome the arrival of spring.
The butterflies that were reluctant to visit these hillsides in the past now fluttered their wings and landed lightly on the flowers.
Under the warm spring sun, the originally desolate wilderness suddenly had the breath of spring.
All things come back to life in just a moment.
Only a few staff members had the chance to witness this scene, and they immediately covered their mouths in surprise, unable to speak.
Before they could react, there was a sudden slight tremor under their feet.
It was as if the mountains beneath my feet slowly woke up and turned over lazily.
The vibrating feeling lasted only for a moment and then quickly disappeared, as if it was just their illusion.
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After the police station learned that the things lost by Zhang Jinfei's great-uncle were suspected to be national treasures, they attached great importance to it and opened a case for investigation.
Zhang Jinfei is now indifferent. The laws of their country stipulate that antiques dug out from the ground must be handed over to the state. Even if this thing is retrieved, it will not belong to him.
It's not that he hadn't thought about taking the Nine Cauldrons for himself, but there were so many people there, so many masters knew about it, and he couldn't hide it from them, especially since there was also An Rugu, who was very good at predicting things.
He has calmed down and only hopes to find the Nine Cauldrons back so that he can tell his uncle how powerful the bronze cauldron is in front of his uncle's grave.
He is now the richest man in Haicheng, thanks to the bronze tripod and his uncle.
As for the 30 million yuan reward agreed in advance, he directly paid it to An Rugu. Although the tunnel has not been completed, it has been opened. The health of the parents and children has gradually improved and they are not as sick as before. It seems that this method is really effective!
An Rugu could see that Zhang Jinfei didn't want to look for the Nine Cauldrons of China, but there were still many people who wanted to find the Nine Cauldrons, such as those foreigners.
The conference ended successfully and they should have gone back home, but they stayed in the country for various reasons, such as sightseeing and eating delicious food.
An Rugu let it go. If they had the ability, she let them look for it. Even if they found it, she wouldn't let them take it away. This actually saved them a lot of effort.
In the Chuyun Temple, An Rugu handed the Dream-Eating Tapir a handful of incense, candles and paper money: "Let the little girl keep an eye on them."
The other party agreed immediately, and then burned incense, candles and paper money for the little girl in red.
The little girl in red has a special ability that allows her to travel through people's dreams, making her the perfect choice to be a spy.
After arranging everything, she came to the main hall and burned three incense sticks to the Star God of Life, feeling heavy in her heart.
In fact, the existence of the Nine Cauldrons is controversial. Some people believe that the Nine Cauldrons exist. For example, the Records of the Grand Historian once recorded that King Wu of Qin was crushed to death by the tripod when he lifted it.
Some people think that it does not exist. They think that there was no ability to cast such a huge bronze tripod during the time of Dayu, and that after the demise of the Zhou Dynasty, the Nine Tripods disappeared, making it seem like a myth.
Who knew that the Nine Cauldrons really existed and had such powerful power.
The Qingzhou Ding, which symbolizes Qingzhou's destiny, has appeared in the world... I don't know whether it is good or bad.
Calculating the time, one of the Nine Cauldrons, the Qingzhou Cauldron, was dug out from the field forty-five years ago. Qingzhou includes large cities such as Haicheng and Jiangcheng, and is considered a relatively wealthy state among the Nine States.
It was a symbol of national destiny and a sacred artifact, but it was buried deep in the fields and used as an incense burner after being dug out. Finally, it was picked up by a rag collector. It was a miserable fate.
There is no guarantee that other large bronze tripods will not suffer such a shabby treatment.
It would be bad if it was destroyed or controlled by someone!
An Rugu thought about it and sent messages to Zhang Tianshi, the Special Management Bureau and other trustworthy people, asking them to pay more attention to the news about Jiuding.
The appearance of the Nine Cauldrons was a matter of great importance, so they dared not neglect it and all expressed their willingness to continue investigating.
An Rugu calculated the time and it was time for the live broadcast, so he went to the study, turned on the computer, found the live broadcast software, and started the live broadcast.
Soon, a large number of viewers flooded into the live broadcast room.
【Welcome the missing people back! 】
[Grandma, the anchor you follow is finally on air. Wait, who are you, beautiful lady? Where is our anchor? ]
[How come after ten days, the anchor has become more beautiful again? I suspect that she has turned on the beauty filter, and I have evidence. ]
"I am not a missing person. I broadcast live on time, rain or shine. Please don't slander me."
"As usual, find three predestined people who want me to tell their fortunes and click on the lottery."
Soon, ten minutes later, three predestined people emerged.
An Rugu clicked on the profile picture of the destined person [He's not a dead fat otaku], communicated with him, and dialed the phone. Soon, a man in his twenties appeared on the screen.
His eyes were dark, and he smiled widely at the screen. His smile was a little sly, and he waved his phone at the computer camera: "Hello, host, I have something good to share with you. I wonder if you are willing to share it with me?"
An Rugu raised an eyebrow and said, "What is it?"
He is not a fat otaku. He smiled and said, "I sent it to you in the background, you will know when you take a look."
An Rugu then switched pages in the background of the computer, opened the message list, found this destined person, and a new message appeared below.
While she was reading the message, there was chaos in the live broadcast room.
[What good stuff? It's so mysterious. It can't be that kind of good stuff, right? ]
[The one above, please don't be shy! ]
[Are you stupid? How brave must the person be to harass the anchor? Isn't he afraid that the anchor will kill him? ]
[There is something that a noble 18th-level fan like me cannot see! Let me see it quickly! ]
After reading the message, An Rugu frowned slightly, retracted his gaze, and looked at the barrage.
"You will definitely regret it after reading this. Although it is not pornographic information, it is still very unlucky."
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