The live broadcast was immediately chaotic. The screen was full of people's feet that were shaking into illusory shadows, and there was also a voice of screaming: "He Shao!"

　　Bullet comments were also crazy: "Impossible!"

　　"What happened just now?"

　　"Could it be that... He Shao has encountered something unclean? That hand..."

　　"But He Shao is a feng shui master. How could he..."

　　Noisy voices could still be heard inside. "We've been dragged down. Get someone to look for us!"

　　"But this is the Jiuqu Dam. How can anyone dare to descend!"

　　"He Shao is our highest Earth Tier. If we are caught by Fierce Spirit, aren't we going down to save him?"

　　"The things in the reservoir really can't even be handled by the Earth Tier, can we only invite the Heaven Tier to take the lead?"

　　I heard a very vague voice, like Han Dongliang's, "Yes, yes, yes, something happened to Baifeng! Uncle He is not here? Where did Uncle He go? I don't care if you go to the other Twelve Heavenly Steps or find the Heavenly Master Mansion. Hurry up and find someone. I want to save my nephew!"

　　At this time, the signal was interrupted and the live broadcast was gone.

　　Cheng Xinghe raised her face and looked at me: "Mother, this black chicken and white phoenix-it's unlucky!"

　　It seems that these lottery fights are really fair. The black chicken and white phoenix kicked the iron plate.

　　Cheng Xinghe immediately pulled me to the Jiuqu Dam to take a look. "If he dies and you don't die, then this battle will obviously be won by you!"

　　I waved my hand and said, "Don't be anxious. You have to start and end things. I haven't finished this matter of swallowing the heavens and the earth!"

　　Cheng Xinghe looked at me puzzled. "Didn't you make a deal with that magnate? I even sealed it for him..."

　　I noticed that the worker was staring straight at us, so I pushed Cheng Xinghe's face away. The worker quickly stretched out his head and asked, "Little brother, did you really solve it? No, how did you solve it?"

　　I replied, "I have already done what I should do, but there are still some things that you should do."

　　As I spoke, I took a branch and drew a map on the ground - a sketch of the location of Heaven and Earth Swallowing: "You can find an excavator to dig the place I marked. When you dig a triangular stone, you can transport the stone away. It's best to transport it to the seaside. Then you can dig a little soil every day to see the color. When the soil you dig out is no longer crimson, when you can move the soil."

　　The worker stretched his head and said, "Phew, is it a big circle around the land? It's not small!"

　　That's right... Those triangular stones are actually the teeth that swallow heaven and earth.

　　As long as the tooth is pulled out, the heaven and earth will be broken.

　　In this way, the cinnabar sheep's blood field will slowly release its fierce qi, and when the color of the soil becomes normal, the workers will be safe to work.

　　Hearing this, the worker was a little skeptical. "Little brother, can the red soil really change its color by itself? Why does it sound so mysterious to me?"

　　What do you mean by changing my color? That's what I got for my life, okay?

　　I didn't argue with him, so I said, "Look, we are the only ones who came out of the ground. Who do you believe if you don't believe us? One more thing you should remember, after the soil changes color, you should not start the construction by yourselves - instead, you should call the Provincial Department of Cultural Relics and ask them to come over. There is a large group of tombs in this place. After they clean up here, you can start digging tunnels."

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　　The archaeologists were professionals and could directly transport the King of the North of the City away safely. If the engineering team were to advance directly and the coffin would be injured, the King of the North of the City would definitely not do it, and he might even cause big trouble.

　　The worker's eyes lit up. "Little brother, are you serious? There are cultural relics in this place.

　　I guess the manner under there is not much worse than that of the sea faint Hou, but I also saw the worker's flash of greed and said seriously, "That's right, otherwise, can I afford to use the Yin soldiers aisle?"

　　Sure enough, upon hearing the Yin soldiers' aisle, the greed in the worker's eyes instantly disappeared - he also said just now that no one deserved to die.

　　I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This matter was settled.

　　But at this time, I don't know where the sound of clapping came from: "From the beginning to the end, thoughtful, little brother, you are a character!"

　　I looked back and saw an old man standing up from a big stone and smiling at me with narrowed eyes.

　　The old man was wearing a gray dress. He looked like a stone and a protective color. I didn't see him just now.

　　Moreover, this old man was actually a hunchback.

　　Cheng Xinghe looked at him and was obviously a little wary, so she asked, "You are?"

　　The old man smiled, "Old man, I am the witness of Li Beidou's fighting technique!"

　　I was stunned, my witness?

　　Indeed, both sides of the dharma fighter should have a feng shui master with authoritative status, who can witness from beginning to end-using his reputation as a guarantee to prove the completion and time of things is the most important criterion for judging winning or losing.

　　But when I fought with the black chicken and white phoenix, none of the feng shui masters came out to witness me. all of them followed the black chicken and white phoenix and walked faster than the ebb tide. I really didn't know that someone came to witness me!

　　I am a little grateful to think of this-it is a thankless thing to be a witness. If he really comes to witness me, he has been sitting here for three days and three nights since he followed me silently.

　　I told him to meet the elders with a feng shui master, "thank you, senior! By the way, I wonder what senior is called?"

　　That Luo Guo grinned, "Senior or no senior, don't be polite. I just don't like the way that little man is acting. I'm just not used to the way that little man is acting, and I'm really treating myself as a phoenix by relying on his grandfather to get a bird's land. I do like you. You have the guts and responsibility. You are a good material."

　　This Luo Guo spoke very happily, which made me very fond of it-this is the only colleague I have ever seen who is not flattering the twelve-day order.

　　I couldn't help but give Luo Guo a look, but this look, I can't help but gasp a breath of cold air-no wonder he is not flattering the Twelve Heaven Tier, he is one of the Twelve Heaven Tier!

　　The purple qi on his printing hall was one degree thicker than the old man with rat beard and Du Heng Zhi he had seen before. How could he be at the third rank or even above the third rank of the Heaven Tier?

　　I quickly gave another salute: "Senior is east, west, north, south, rivers, lakes and seas, which one is Xuanhuang of heaven and earth?"

　　Luo Guo was taken aback for a moment. He touched his waist and reacted. He patted his head, "I said why I didn't bring the Fengshui Bell. You know me. So you're a little kid!"

　　"I don't like to say names, and I'm not hiding it. It's not a good name, but it's easy to remember. My name is Huang Zilang - I'm not afraid of your jokes. In the Twelve Heavenly Steps, the one from the bottom."

　　Weasel?

　　Cheng Xinghe's mouth tightened and he wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh when he thought that he was a Heaven Tier.

　　Huang Zilang also saw it and said unhappily, "It's my father who gave me this name. That old man never does anything good!"

　　Wouldn't that be similar to my father, who was the same as my father?

　　However, his father somehow left him a name, and my father left some crystals.

　　Cheng Xinghe suddenly became happy and bumped my shoulder: "I said you are this shit luck, that is a puddle of stepping on ah! Didn't Ma Yuanqiu say that you are going to be unlucky? It seems that he is a wild fox Zen, and all he puts are dog farts."

　　Yes, it was a great honor for a Heaven Tier to be a witness.

　　Huang Zilang was even more anxious than us. He beckoned and wanted to take us to the Jiuqu Dam to find black chicken and white phoenix to hang dumbbell: "If you want to hang dumbbell in He Family, your hands will itch. Heh heh, don't you turn that old man's face into green pickles!"

　　It seems that Huang Zilang and He Youshen are not small.

　　At this moment, I still remembered the black chicken and white phoenix falling into the water, so I asked Cheng Xinghe, "Do you know what is going on in the Jiuqu Dam? Why is it so evil?"

　　At any rate, it was also an earth rank, and it was pulled down by evil spirits in full view of the public. There was really no place to put face.

　　Cheng Xinghe still spoke, but Huang Zilang said first, "The things under the Jiuqu Dam are really not easy to handle. In the past few days, many people have died. No one from the nearby villages dares to go fishing there."

　　I hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

　　Huang Zilang dug his ears. "The locals said that it was the water ghost."

　　Not to mention, the hand that grabbed the black chicken and white phoenix did look swollen, like it was soaked.