Mortal Prison Chapter 232: There are fairy mountains on the sea

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In Xiaodouzi’s room on the sixteenth floor, I met Ni Huang.

Her complexion is slightly pale, and her energy and energy are not as good as before. This is a sign that her energy and blood are still somewhat deficient.

The moment her eyes met mine, a hint of obscure emotion flashed in her eyes, but it was just for a moment, and she quickly concealed it.

She straightened her back subconsciously, looking businesslike.

I know that this is the proud and capable Ni Huang. The weaker and lovable woman I saw that night was just a moment of youth. It is destined not to last forever, and may never appear again in this life. .

"Are you almost rested?"

Ni Huang ignored the bandages on several of us, asked polite questions and said nonsense, then waved to us and said: "Come over and discuss this treasure map!"

The so-called treasure map is just the location of the tomb. We all know it by heart. This is by no means a small vault hiding gold and silver. The contents inside require life to retrieve.

It was a soft sheepskin roll, somewhat yellowed, with mountains and rivers outlined in black lines.

"Oh, it looks like that."

The soldier smiled, picked up the parchment scroll, put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed it, and said with a curl of his lips: "The current object looks like a commodity, and it is definitely not an antique. The old parchment scroll basically smells of dust. This thing The smell hasn’t been removed yet, so I guess it wasn’t long after it was made.”

After saying this, he looked up at Ni Huang and said, "We worked hard for our lives all night, and ended up doing something modern. Could it be a lie?"

Ni Huang’s face was stunned: “Are you sure this is a modern thing?”

“Can’t be wrong!”

Dabing said: "Xiaojiu and I are second in identifying antiquities. No one in the world dares to be first. I have handled a lot of parchment rolls. Westerners like to do this, and it is rare in China!" ”

To say that we are No. 1 in the world is a bit bragging, but soldiers still have a good eye for whether a parchment roll is old or new.

I took the parchment roll from the soldier, put it in my hand and tried it, with a smile on my face.

It is indeed a fake and shoddy product.

Parchment rolls will inevitably turn yellow and hard after being stored for a long time. The hardness changes naturally, as if it has been dried, while the dander on the surface will become hairy and soft to the touch.

The thing in front of me is as hard as a steel plate, as if it has been soaked in some glue. The skin flakes on the surface are a bit prickly when you touch it. It is definitely a fake, and the fakery is so poor that you don’t even know how to handle it. Sand it down.

"The seller said it was an old thing, passed down from his family. The ancestor of the family who bought this thing once served Emperor Junhito, and also buried him after his death, leaving behind this parchment..."

Ni Huang's face was extremely dark, and he stood up angrily and said: "You guys wait for a while, I will confirm it!"

"What did I say?"

The soldier said with a teasing look on his face: "I'm just saying that there are a lot of fakes about Chunren's tomb, right? The island country used to have poor national strength, but Chunren was the only one who was rich. When you were in power, you were crazy about the Tang Dynasty, and Li Longji gave you a lot. Jianzhen brought a lot of treasures when he traveled east. He defeated Jianzhen and made countless fortunes. Those treasures do not belong to Japan. They are the pinnacle works of the Tang Empire and are of great value. Just pull out two of them and you can get them. Counting the money made my hands cramp. This grandson was swept away a lot when he was exiled. I guess they were all buried with him. How many people are looking for him. The so-called treasure map is most likely fake! As far as I know, in the past, There was a bad guy who made a fortune selling fake pictures!"

"Say less."

I glared at him, opened the parchment and read it.

Don’t mention it, judging from this picture alone, it seems to be quite interesting! !

I took it all in for a moment.

After a long time, Ni Huang finally came back, sat down next to me, and said slowly: "The results are there. It is exactly as you said. The picture is fake, but the tomb is real."

The soldier didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"This picture is indeed a fake, it was made not long ago!"

Ni Huang said: "I called and asked. It was the profiteer at the auction house who did it. In order to increase credibility and sell it at a good price, he made this fake parchment, but the content of the parchment is real. , Chunren’s tomb is indeed there."

"Girl, your brain circuit is very strange!"

The soldier smiled and said: "The pictures are all fakes. Are the contents on the pictures real? I guess that profiteer is deceiving you again!"

Ni Huang said lightly: "He doesn't dare."

The soldier wanted to laugh, but he seemed to have thought of something and couldn't say the words.

Indeed, that profiteer didn’t dare!

I didn’t know the depth of Ni Huang before and dared to use tricks to defraud money. Now I am scared to death that the profiteer doesn’t dare. How many things have happened in Japan recently? As long as the profiteer hadn't been kicked in the head by a donkey, he would have known the consequences of going against Ni Huang. He probably didn't want his brains to be pulled out by the old killer next to her with a cane...

Ni Huang seemed to be afraid that we would not understand the situation, and explained: "This picture was provided by a fisherman. The neighbor of that fisherman once served Chunren in exile and told him the location of Chunren's tomb countless times. By chance, he heard that someone was very interested in this tomb, so he approached a profiteer at the auction to prepare information about Chunren's tomb. In order to make more money, the profiteer forged a fake parchment scroll and asked him to sell it at the auction. The map shows the location of Chunren’s tomb, and boasts that it is an ancestral treasure map, which is quite a gimmick.”

This is the general situation. Although the treasure map is fake, the information on it is really useful.

Ni Huang asked me: "Have you seen any clues after looking at it for a long time? Can you confirm that the position marked on the picture is the dragon's veins and tail?"

“You can’t tell from this picture alone.”

I shook my head and said: "How can the Dragon Vein be so beautiful? Not only do we need to look at the surrounding mountains and rivers, but we also need to go to that place in person to observe the stars, the shape, the momentum, and the momentum. Both are indispensable! Stargazing is to determine astronomy. In terms of orientation, looking at the shape means looking at the shape of the mountain, looking at the energy means looking at the inner parts of the mountains and rivers, and the momentum can be described as more southerly, which is the momentum of the mountains! In short, these elements are indispensable, so that we can determine whether it is a dragon vein!"

Ni Huang was dizzy and confused.

When I saw her like this, I thought it was useless to tell her, so I simply took my temperature and said, "I looked at this picture. This picture doesn't seem to be in Japan?"

"It is indeed not in Japan! It is on an isolated island in the sea not far from Awaji Island in Japan, and it has entered the high seas!"

Ni Huang said: "From a geographical point of view, it is quite consistent with historical records. Emperor Junnin died in exile in Awaji Country. This is an ancient country in Japan, and its location is indeed near the current Awaji Island! On the map The marked island is very close to Awaji Island, so it is entirely possible that Emperor Junhito is buried there!"

"He can indeed be buried there."

I nodded, and then sneered: "However, as far as I'm concerned, he is just an exiled monarch of a small country. I'm afraid he can't stand that place, and he won't be able to live in peace even if he dies!"

"What do you mean?"

Ni Huang became interested and hurriedly asked: "Did you see something?"

"A bit of a guess."

I took a breath and said in a deep voice: "I'm just afraid that if I tell you, I'll scare you to death!"

"What the hell, it's so mysterious."

The soldier curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Ye Xiaojiu, you don't want to be a fool here. I came out with you. I've dug as many holes as you have dug. As for it being so mysterious, Well, you scared me to death..."

"It will really scare you to death, because I was almost scared to death."

I looked at Da Bing and Ni Huang seriously, and said word by word: "You said it is an isolated island, a land without a owner, where birds don't poop, but I think this isolated island is not simple. I doubt it." ...It is the fairy mountain in myths and legends, Penglai Fairy Island!!"

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