After organizing the next language, Hanzhe continued to preach to the audience in the live broadcast room: "I don't know if you have seen a piece of wild history about the truth about Zhuge Liang's tomb."

Seeing that there was almost no correct response in the live broadcast room, Hanzhe continued to speak: "Maybe brothers have not found it, so I won't sell it. The reason why I came to Qinling to find the tomb of Zhuge is the same as what I want to talk about. Duan Secret is related."

"It is said that after Zhuge Liang's death, he did not strictly specify the place of his burial. Instead, he instructed Liu Chan to carry his coffin all the way south. When the rope broke, he would bury his coffin on the spot. "

"As for the will of the father Zhuge Liang, Liu Chan will of course not delay, and let the four sturdy men carry Zhuge Liang's coffin and walk all the way south, until the rope is really rotten and the bar is really broken."

"Later, the four men came back. It stands to reason that Zhuge Liang worked hard, and the person who sent him through the last journey had the credit. However, instead of receiving any reward, these four people were killed by Liu Chan."

Paused. Hanzhe finally said: "Kill those four men, and no one in the world knows where Zhuge Liang is buried. Zhuge Liang let Zhuge Liang go all the way to the south. There must be some secret place in the south. According to my observation, from Wuzhangyuan to the south. The most secret place is the Qinling Mountains."

Although the horrible explanation allowed the audience in the live broadcast room to understand a historical secret, after all, it was based on inferences in the wild history, and many audiences still expressed their own doubts.

"Anchor, although what you said is very reasonable, it is a wild history after all!"

"Yeah, the anchor, this forest is so dangerous, we can't commit the risk alone for a period of wild history, can't we?"

Hanzhe knew that many people would find it absurd when it came to this, so he was not in a hurry, and continued to explain to the audience: "Of course, what made me decide to come to Qinling overnight is definitely not just a wild history."

"The key here is still the gossip array!"

As he said, he recalled the deduction that night, and continued confidently: "Brothers should remember that we went to the Wuhou Tomb in Mianxian County before. The Feng Shui there was very good, but as a tomb, and The gossip picture is out of place."

"And when I was standing on Dingjun Mountain and overlooking the 12th Atomic Peak, I could see the nine hills, like nine giant dragons converging from all directions. It was a game of "nine dragons holding the sage, the blue dragon sucking water"."

"However, those two excellent feng shui places are not Zhuge Liang's true bone-burial sites, because from the point of view of burial, the more important thing than feng shui is gossip. The tomb of the gossip pattern."

"The Qinling Mountains happen to be facing the dead gate in a huge and natural gossip pattern, which is the most suitable place for the dead to enter the soil for safety, and the huge gossip pattern is the entire Wuzhangyuan area!"

With that, Hanzhe took out the compass in his bag, while restoring the gossip array in Wuzhangyuan area with his mind, while explaining the direction of the gossip with the compass in his hand and the audience in the live broadcast room.

In the end, Qin Ling's position also happened to be inseparable from the deadlock of the whole gossip!

Although the gossip pictures were incomprehensible, the audience in the live broadcast room understood the meaning of the cold rut. After they reacted from the shock, they all clapped and applauded.

"Don't blow up, you can't be black, anchor, although I don't understand, but I don't know why I will persuade you!"

"Housekeeper Yang Wudi presented the anchor with 10 rockets-Lao Han, you have to be convinced!"

"Xiao Mahua presented the anchor with 6 rockets-anchor, now that you have confirmed, the tomb of Zhuge Liang must be in Qinling, but you must be careful!"

Then, seeing the barrage of concern in the live broadcast room, Hanzhe smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. If you really want to determine the location of Zhuge's tomb, you must go deep into the Qinling Mountains, or you will divide the golden acupoint technique. It can’t be used either."

"So, we have to keep going." As he said, I saw a little sunlight filtering through the tall tree canopy, forming large and small spots on the road ahead, illuminating the old forest a little. .

Hanzhe knows that it must be clear and sunny outside the forest. The climate here is changing a lot. The heavy rains of this season also come just as soon as possible. Hanzhe has to take advantage of the good time to walk as much as possible.

Along the way, the line of sight has improved a lot, and the footsteps of the cold track are also brisk. After walking through a path covered with fallen leaves, the forest in front of the cold track is suddenly gloomy again, and there are many clusters under the tall primitive trees. Shrub plants.

After two steps, Hanzhe suddenly noticed something unusual in the woods ahead.

He stopped cautiously, coldly grasped the sharp dagger tightly in his hand, slowed down, and quietly touched the bush.

Ahem...

A coughing sound similar to an old man entered Hanzhe's ears, and Hanzhe hurriedly listened. The sound did exist, but it was looming.

Carefully use a knife to poke away the shrubs in front of him. In front of the shrubs, there is a flat ground, and the flat ground is covered with knee-high grass.

The voice was still there, especially when the cold rut walked on the grass, it became clearer.

Someone?

Hanzhe was suspicious, is it possible that all the hunters came to hunt in this old forest?

While adjusting his heartbeat and breathing, the cold track moved forward on the grass, following the sound little by little.

Seeing the cold rut suddenly resembling an enemy, the audience in the live broadcast room also became nervous.

"Anchor, what are you doing?"

"Don't quarrel with the anchor, he must have encountered something weird."

Just as the audience was hanging out in the live broadcast room, the cold rut also walked out of the grass. In front of him, there was another pool of water.

It's just that this water pool is much smaller than the previous one, and it's even more special, because there seems to be a figure on the side of the water pool.

It looked like it was an old man in a coat, and the voice came from there.

How can there be old people in this place? Hanzhe is suspicious, is it fishing here?

Not only was it cold, the audience also saw the figure, but when they saw it was like an old man sitting by the water, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man squatted his back and made a low-pitched cough while grunting. He didn't seem to be in good condition, and he was planning to go over and ask.

But, in this deep mountain and old forest, where did this single old man come from?

Suddenly, a terrible thought flashed through Hanzhe's mind, and suddenly a chill came straight into his forehead.

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