The man stared at the box and said, "Old man, if this is a cultural relic, it must be of research value. Do you think you can..."

"Professor Qian, please stop talking..." At this time, another old man ran out from the construction team, grabbed the professor and dragged him into the yard desperately.

"Release me!" Professor Qian was also angry: "As a Feng Shui practitioner, do you know what cultural relics are?"

The man was also anxious: "You know about cultural relics, do you know what they are?"

My grandfather didn't even look at them, he pulled me up and said, "Let's go home."

I followed my father forward, but my eyes kept staring at the box.

The box was about one meter long, and it was wrapped with a layer of yellow cloth. The color was similar to the yellow mantle of the Qing Dynasty. There seemed to be something embroidered on it. However, my father’s back was blocking it, so I didn’t have anything.

See clearly.

After my father took me home, he stuffed the yellow cloth bag under the kang cabinet. No matter how hard I rubbed it, he wouldn't let me see it.

At this time, my dad also came back. When he saw the yellow cloth bag, his expression changed: "Dad, how did you get the things back?"

My grandfather was smoking a cigarette and said angrily: "What if we don't take it back? Everyone has gone in, and the Yang Qi has washed away the things and it's of no use..."

My dad immediately became angry: "Boy, I'm going to find this turtle calf!"

"Come back!" My father glared: "Let's see what you can get. Why do you still want to kill someone?"

"Hey -" my father sighed and sat on the kang. After a while, he said, "What about those people who entered the bell tower?"

"You care so much? It's more serious to think about how to live your life in the future..." My father stopped talking in the middle of his words.

My dad immediately kicked me out of the house. They talked in the house for a long time before my dad came out of the house. His eyes were red with red edges, as if he wanted to cry but hadn't cried yet.

I saw my dad was sad and didn't dare to speak. My dad came over, touched my head, and drove me back into the house without saying anything.

In the next few days, my dad didn't go out to work and stayed at home during the day and night.

I was running out all day long. As soon as I came back that day, I was stopped by the boss with a Feng Shui master.

The Feng Shui master squatted down and said to me: "Young man, let me ask you something, what did your ancestors do?"

I didn’t think much about it: “It’s just an update!”

"Don't talk nonsense." Mr. Feng Shui said, "I heard that your ancestor was an imperial guard."

My eyes suddenly lit up. I have watched a lot of martial arts movies, and I have long known that Ouchi guards are powerful. If my ancestors were really Ouchi guards, I would not be happy.

But when I turned around and thought about it, I felt something was wrong again: "My father can't lie to me. My ancestors always kept watch."

Mr. Feng Shui said in a persuasive manner: "There is a difference between working the clock and working the clock. Generally, those working the clock are called low-level people, and no one looks down upon them. Those working the clock in the palace are not ordinary people."

Mr. Feng Shui deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Is your father's watch-clapper made of bones?"

"Yes!" I was only seven or eight years old at the time, and I was tricked into it with just a few words.

"That's right!" Mr. Feng Shui said: "The watchmaking bangers in the palace are made of tiger bones. The tiger's power frightens the ghosts and gods. Once the bangle is struck, the ghosts and gods dare not move forward. That watchmaking banger in your house is made of tiger bones.

Is the bangzi a tiger bone?"

Chen Xiaobao stopped here and said, "Brother Ye, are the watch bangers in the palace really made of tiger bones?"

Ye Yang didn't say anything, but Feng Ruoxing explained: "The watch bangs in the palace are all made of wood. Only the watch bangs in a few special places are made of tiger bones."

"In the imperial palace, only the cold palaces would use tiger bone clappers, because those places are too resentful and prone to evil spirits. The purpose of using tiger bone clappers is to ward off evil spirits."

"Moreover, the watchman who uses tiger bones must be a veteran of hundreds of battles. Only warriors who have beheaded hundreds of people can control tiger bones. If we can't find such veterans of many battles, we use executioners instead."

"But the executioner can't use tiger bones, he can only use human bones. Because the executioner's profession has a rule that he can kill no more than 100 prisoners in a lifetime. So the executioner can't use tiger bones, so he can only use human bones to replace the tiger bones."

"The people who work in the palace cannot leave the palace whether they live or die. Therefore, there are only legends about them in the world, but their whereabouts cannot be seen. No one can tell clearly what secret method they master?"

Feng Ruoxing was explaining to Ye Yang rather than explaining to Chen Xiaobao.

Chen Xiaobao waited for Feng Ruoxing to finish explaining before continuing: "I didn't know this at the time, so I told the truth: My father said that his banger was made of human brains and bones."

Mr. Feng Shui took a deep breath at that time: "Young man, don't scare people. How can anyone use human brains to make a clapper and not break it after a few times?"

I was unhappy at the time: "My father said so. If you don't believe me, ask me."
Chapter completed!