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Northern Dragon Hunting Notes
General Fiction北派寻龙笔记
Lao Shiqi
[Tomb robbing adventure + Feng Shui metaphysics + no heroine + no love + online IQ + tight rhythm] My name is Chen Chuan, the river of mountains and rivers. As the saying goes, "Nine out of ten poor people are poor, and those who are not poor are definitely cheaters." Three generations of my family have been Feng Shui masters. The poor ones make a jingle, and their pockets are cleaner than their faces. By the time my generation reached the point where our family was completely destitute, only a few ancient books were left, which can be regarded as the only legacy left by our ancestors. In 2001, I was selling pirated CDs in Taiyuan Old Street in Shenyang, barely making ends meet. A sudden incident involved me and Xiao Yuan Datou in a long-planned chess game. In this chess game, with the Qinling Mountains and the Huaihe River as the boundary, the two factions of tomb robbers from the north and the south set up their own camps. The two sides fought at all costs just to find out a truth that had been buried for thousands of years. After many dangers and coincidences, in a vassal tomb, the mysterious truth was revealed to me, a young boy. Since then, I have made a name for myself in the Northern School by relying on a book called "Xinghai Supplements".
[Tomb robbing adventure + Feng Shui metaphysics + no heroine + no love + online IQ + tight rhythm] My name is Chen Chuan, the river of mountains and rivers. As the saying goes, "Nine out of ten poor people are poor, and those who are not poor are definitely cheaters." Three generations of my family have been Feng Shui masters. The poor ones make a jingle, and their pockets are cleaner than their faces. By the time my generation reached the point where our family was completely destitute, only a few ancient books were left, which can be regarded as the only legacy left by our ancestors. In 2001, I was selling pirated CDs in Taiyuan Old Street in Shenyang, barely making ends meet. A sudden incident involved me and Xiao Yuan Datou in a long-planned chess game. In this chess game, with the Qinling Mountains and the Huaihe River as the boundary, the two factions of tomb robbers from the north and the south set up their own camps. The two sides fought at all costs just to find out a truth that had been buried for thousands of years. After many dangers and coincidences, in a vassal tomb, the mysterious truth was revealed to me, a young boy. Since then, I have made a name for myself in the Northern School by relying on a book called "Xinghai Supplements".