Chapter 797: Extra 4: 34

Initially, Fang Chuanzong speculated that Liu Junyan's mundane assignment should be that of the Earth Vein Dragon God.

Over these years, Liu Junyan's actions have already verified this.

He needed to clarify the entire Huaguo's earth vein lines before returning to Xiao Jiu's side.

Every dream he pulled Xiao Jiu into was the final scene of him clearing the local earth vein line barriers.

Liu Junyan's next stop is Zhe region.

Coincidentally, the same spot in Zhe region recently experienced three minor crustal movements, which unearthed a fragment of a stele; linking these coincidences reveals many problems.

The place Liu Junyan is heading to next might be the very site Tang Tang and the others are researching and excavating.

Now we just await Jin Wuya's reply.

If the origin of that golden compass becomes linked with the study of the broken stele, then everything will connect into a line.

Many things will then go without saying.

Hold steady.

Xiao Jiu, you must hold steady.

Regardless of whether events follow Xiao Jiu's predicted direction, since that golden compass has already been sent to Yin Dang Hang twice, there will be a third time.

Xiao Jiu held the pen cap, lightly tapping the desk, lost in thought.

If Jin Wuya's feedback combines with Tang Tang's side, then that golden compass will be crucial.

If a third person brings a golden compass to pawn at Yin Dang Hang, should we accept it or not?

This is a hot potato.

A very hot one.

Once you take it on, a series of problems will follow.

But what if that golden compass was originally stolen from the underground great tomb where the broken stele was found?

Then it must be tied to the rise and fall of that earth vein line.

The imperial aura drained by a certain family has already brought backlash upon them; its original owner will surely stir up a bloody storm.

The appearance of the broken stele is a signal.

At this moment, Liu Junyan rushing there, to quell that bloody storm, must find a way to fulfill the function that golden compass ought to serve.

The cost is too great, too great.

Xiao Jiu not knowing would be fine, but since she knows, she cannot ignore it.

Wait a bit longer.

No rush, no rush.

Jin Wuya's side always acts quickly; at noon the next day, he contacted Xiao Jiu: "Xiao Jiu, is that golden compass with you? Can you let me see the actual object?"

Xiao Jiu briefly told Jin Wuya what had happened recently: "The surface of that golden compass is occupied by a strong killing aura; I didn't want to take it up to examine, so I only saw the front, not the back."

"There should be a signature on the back," Jin Wuya said, "If I'm not mistaken, this golden compass should date back to the Southern Song period, belonging to the royal burial goods, and also counts as the existence that sets the feng shui of the entire royal tomb; such a precious item, how could it possibly end up casually among the folk? If the original tomb's feng shui formation isn't properly settled, major chaos will ensue!"

Xiao Jiu could sense Jin Wuya's anxiety; she asked, "Can you roughly determine where it originally should have been?"

Jin Wuya declared firmly: "Zhe region."

Indeed!

Xiao Jiu no longer hesitated; she said, "Boss Jin, I need you to help me gather as much background information on that golden compass as possible, send it to me quickly, I have great use for it."

Jin Wuya agreed while asking concernedly: "Has something happened? Do you need me to come help?"

Xiao Jiu thought it over and refused: "The fewer people involved in this matter, the better; I'll contact Old Fang, after all, Zhe region is within his jurisdiction; once this matter gets out of hand, he'll be more anxious than anyone."

Jin Wuya thought that reasonable and did not insist, merely saying he would help Xiao Jiu search for materials as much as possible.

After hanging up, Xiao Jiu immediately called Fang Chuanzong's side.

Discussing this, Fang Chuanzong immediately said: "I've been preparing to handle my current affairs these two days and then rush to Zhe region; Xiao Jiu, you guys go ahead boldly, I'll handle the scene, no matter how big the figure, I can suppress them."

With Fang Chuanzong's words, Xiao Jiu's heart settled completely.

She did not rush to Zhe region, but stayed steady in Yin Dang Hang, patiently waiting.

This wait lasted another three days.

During this period, Tang Tang called Xiao Jiu, informing her that the area where the broken stele was found had another minor crustal movement, this time causing deaths.

Xiao Jiu exclaimed in surprise: "Didn't I tell you to as much as possible stop the archaeologists and researchers from continuing their work?"

"It's not our people," Tang Tang said vaguely, "It's 'technically skilled' villagers."

Xiao Jiu immediately understood.

In today's society, such earth priests are already extremely rare.

But they are not nonexistent.

They operate on the yin-yang path, their news more reliable than anyone's.

It seems these people don't believe in evil, wanting to sneak into the ancient tomb before the archaeological team finds the entrance to try a bite.

That courage is indeed quite plump.

Yet no one expected they'd lose their lives before even starting.

Xiao Jiu asked in detail: "Exactly how did they die? Was it due to the earthquake?"

Tang Tang lowered his voice: "They were bitten to death by unclean things; I haven't touched the corpse, and still haven't found out what dirty thing it is; I'll inform you immediately once I have news."

Xiao Jiu had a sense of it.

After ruling out natural disasters, accidental injuries, etc., only a few possibilities remain.

If the corpse in the tomb hasn't rotted into a stiff zombie, it was bitten to death by a big zongzi.

Or bitten by a tomb-guarding beast or something similar.

There is also a special case: an animal spirit cultivating using the tomb's yin energy; those people collide with these animal spirits…

Anyway, it's not anything good, so that's right.

On the third night, Xiao Jiu kept watch over Yin Dang Hang as usual.

A pile of gold ingots was stacked; she stretched, stood up, moved her limbs, and heard a disturbance coming from Xijiekou.

A car was parked at Xijiekou.

After that, there was no movement for a while.

Xiao Jiu walked out suspiciously, glanced toward Xijiekou, and indeed saw a low-key black sedan parked there.

Low-key brand, low-key license plate; Xiao Jiu narrowed her eyes and could only see the driver in the driver's seat.

Xiao Jiu retreated back and sat down again behind the counter.

What's meant to come will come; she isn't in a hurry.

The most urgent thing now is the person in the car.

After about another quarter hour, Xiao Jiu finally heard footsteps.

From those somewhat dragging footsteps, Xiao Jiu could tell the person was likely old, in poor health, and occasionally suppressed a cough……

After much waiting, that person appeared at the entrance of Yin Dang Hang; Xiao Jiu looked up and saw the driver supporting an old man with a dragon-head cane walking slowly over.

The old man wore a black cap covering his white hair, a well-tailored Zhongshan suit, and hand-stitched thousand-layer-soled black cloth shoes on his feet.

His face bore the marks of wind and frost.

He was at least ninety years old……