It seems to be an isolated peach blossom source, but there are no peach blossoms, and the area is roughly circular, with a diameter of about five kilometers and a total area of about 20 square kilometers. If it is in a busy area outside, it is almost equivalent to a township, which can accommodate more than a dozen natural villages, but now there is only one person.

The scenery here is very good, there are mountains, rivers and forests, the highest mountain is more than 400 meters, and there are plains and valleys, streams and lakes between the ups and downs. At the foot of the highest mountain, in the valley with the best scenery, there is a remnant of architecture.

If a house is left unoccupied for a long time, it will naturally decay. Vines climb up the window lattices, weeds cover the courtyards, tree roots grow in the cracks of the walls, tiles leak from the rain, rafters rot and the roof leaves large holes...... Many of the houses here should have been beautifully built, but they have been abandoned for at least a hundred years, and many of the roofs are gone, and broken tiles are scattered all over the ground.

Many of the beams and columns have collapsed, but there are also remnants of the roof beams and columns, which are still stubbornly holding on to their places, and look like they are all high-quality wood that has been treated with antiseptics. In addition to weeds, there were also various trees growing in the complex, and some large trees actually grew directly from the house, spreading their branches and leaves over the empty roof, and the canopy covered the four remnant walls.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a hut with obvious artificial traces, digging upstream and downstream canals, converging into a piece of living water, and there is a pavilion by the lake that looks intact. There is a plaque hanging on the waterfront side of this building, with four big characters of "Chishan Golden Pavilion" written on it, and the ground on the first floor is actually paved with gold bricks.

The gold brick is not a metal gold brick, but a Su-made mud floor tile used by the royal court in ancient times. The pillars of the pavilion stand on the base of the eight-sided carved white jade pillars, which are not the finest white jade materials, but such a large whole material is also quite precious.

The barrel-thick golden silk nanquin pillars, without vermilion lacquer, show the deep color precipitated by the years, and the surface is still with fine snakeskin-like lines when you look closely, and the age is a long time ago. The first floor of the Akayama Golden Pavilion is completely open with only columns and no walls or windows, but there are wooden stairs with handrails on both sides of the interior to ascend to the second floor.

The corridor on the second floor is located on the backwater side, and on the waterfront side are three rooms with carved wooden walls, the middle room has two doors, and the rooms on both sides have single doors, all of which are made of red gold hinges in the shape of flying clouds. If you open the middle room, you will find that it looks like a studio, and in the center there is a case, apparently recently processed.

The case is very simple, but it is very upright and stable, and a well-preserved ancient armchair is placed next to the desk, and the marble inlaid on the back of the chair presents a natural landscape pattern. There are a lot of things piled up on the table, which should be various utensils that are being processed or repaired, and there are a lot of sundries in the house.

There was a hoe that had just been made, and the tip of the hoe was actually made of silver, which must have been made from some fragment of a large piece of silverware. Why not gold? Because gold is too soft to hoe, and its practical silver is barely enough.

The windows are carved lattice windows in a row, and the wall facing outward is open, with a total of eight doors, which is also the characteristic of the pavilion-style building, with every two as a group, and the wood carvings on the panes are respectively based on the theme of spring, summer, autumn and winter. In ancient times, there was no window pane, and translucent window paper was usually used. The wooden panes here are well preserved, but the window paper is long gone, and the straw curtains are hanging in the windows.

The room to the left of the studio, if you push the door in, looks like a bedroom. In the bedroom there was a very simple bed, made of wooden slats. The bed was not piled up with quilt sheets, but with all kinds of animal skins and soft grasses and feathers that had been removed from the hard stems, and it looked quite clean. If a pig is lying down, it should feel quite comfortable.

The room on the right is supposed to be a storeroom, with all kinds of jars and jars, and wooden shelves for hanging things, all kinds of roasted dried meat, birds, beasts, and fish. There is no cover on a jar next to it, and you can see that it contains soybeans, but the grains are a little small. There are also a few porcelain bottles filled with white lumpy powder, which is processed lotus root powder.

This is obviously where food is stored. An exquisite pure gold bottle was actually filled with salt, only a shallow layer of the bottom of the bottle remained, and the large grains were rough and reddish, obviously not the fine white salt of iodized today.

The upstairs is like this, and the first floor is more like an open utility storehouse, with all kinds of seven-five stacked on the gold bricks, most of which are incomplete, mixed with a lot of gold and silver and copper products with green rust, and there are even rusty iron bars and iron pieces, which should have been collected from the ruins of the building not far away.

This pavilion is not the only well-preserved building in this isolated place. Out of the pavilion and go up the mountain, there is a pavilion halfway up the mountain. The stone foundation is square, with four pillars at the corners, but on top of it is a hat-shaped dome, which is supposed to symbolize the round heaven and the earth.

This is not a tiled pavilion but a grass pavilion, and the top of it was originally covered with three layers of thatch, each of which was about five centimeters thick, but it has been peeled off a layer, and the thatch that has been removed has been taken to the bed in the attic bedroom.

So many buildings have been damaged, but this grass pavilion can still be preserved, even the soft grass on the top of the pavilion has not decayed in the slightest, it is white and soft, and it is obviously not extraordinary.

Bypassing the pavilion and going down, there is a river that flows through the foot of the mountain to a large lake, and there is a continuous bare cliff wall by the river, ranging from a few meters to more than ten meters high, showing a red color, much like the landscape around the small Chishan Park. The only inhabitant of this world is standing at the bottom of the cliff at this moment.

He was shirtless, with a piece around his waist, which looked very much like the most fashionable Qi B skirt in contemporary legends. It's a pity that this short skirt is not tiger skin, like a foot-wide linen wrapped around the waist, barely covering the vital point.

The man's hair was long and his beard was messy, making it difficult to see his face and age. His beard was brownish, as if he had been baked in a hairdresser outside, and it was also very fashionable. In addition to the short skirt around his waist, he actually wore shoes, fur shoes made of pure natural materials, the style was very simple but very strong.

This person is holding a porcelain plate in his left hand, and a pen in his right hand, the saucer and pen are much more delicate than the hemp skirt and straw sandals on his body, the saucer is a pastel porcelain of the Ming Dynasty, and that pen should have been made recently, if it is taken to the outside handicraft market, it is also amazing, and it can be sold at a high price.

This is a rat whisker pen, and the pen is made from the wild rat whiskers that are a specialty of this place. The translucent whiskers of this wild mouse are very special, one black and one white are staggered, each color is about one millimeter long, and the whole mouse whisker is three or four centimeters long.

When this person made the pen, he actually aligned the black and white of each mouse whisker, so the color of the whole pen was also neatly spaced in black and white. The pen tube is used here, of course, the root of the bamboo, after careful processing and polishing, bright yellow with light emerald, as if a layer of jade-like pulp has been dished.

This yellow-haired savage is Shi Buquan, who has been missing for more than eight months.

Shi Buquan's outfit hasn't tanned yet, and it's even whiter than before, it seems to be a little thinner, but it's obviously stronger. In the middle of the night, he actually ran here as if he was practicing calligraphy, using a pen dipped in white paint to write on the red stone wall, and he wrote very slowly.

I saw him write: "Today is the fourth day of the second lunar month, and the first quarter moon has already set." After midnight, it was March 11th, the twenty-forty-ninth day of my visit. The day I first came in, it happened to be the fifteenth day of the fifth lunar month, and it was the night of the full moon......"

Shi Buquan actually closed his eyes when he wrote, and the white pigment in the dish should have been developed from local materials. What's even more bizarre is that with every stroke he writes on the stone wall, the paint slowly seeps in, like a natural texture in the rock, which can't be erased if you want to.

Looking to the side, he has written a lot of things from left to right on this continuous stone wall, including words and pictures. If you go back in time to these calligraphy and paintings, you will find that the notes he left earlier were very ordinary, that is, white paint was applied to the stone walls, which could be erased or shoveled off with a little force, but the recent handwriting is different.

Writing this, Shi Buquan opened his eyes and put down the pen, and asked, "You say, isn't the moon very round that day?"

There was no one else here, who was he talking to? He just listened to the handwriting on the stone wall and replied, "Yes, the moon is so round! Not only is it round but also bright, like a street lamp hanging in the sky, and there are speckled shadows on it, is it not that the cover has not been cleaned......

The inscription on the stone wall can actually speak, this is a boring spell cast by Shi Buquan, which is equivalent to him making a voice in another way, and he spoke for a long time as soon as he opened his mouth. Shi Buquan lowered his head again and said, "He's really verbose, what do you say?"

Then he placed his saucer and pen on a large stone beside him, and pulled out another stone. I really didn't expect such a simple grass skirt to have a pocket with a stone in it.

Shi Buquan found a lot of precious jewelry and jade when cleaning up the ruins, but this stone was an ordinary stone he picked while drinking, with red and white lines, originally the size of a palm, a bit like Jingwenshi. But now the stone is only the size of a walnut, with an agate-like texture, and it has obviously undergone special condensation.

If Ding Qi could see this scene, he might have guessed that Shi Buquan had cultivated the Micro Technique to at least the four realms. I don't know whether to congratulate him or sympathize with him, anyway, this kid has nothing else to do, and cultivating secret arts is his only hope to get out of trouble.

The stone also made a sound: "Yes, he is so verbose, as soon as he speaks, he will go on and on!"

Shi Buquan: "It's a pity that what you say is not as good as singing, stone, stone, can you sing, sing a song for Uncle Shi to relieve boredom?"

The stone has no mouth, but sings a strange song, an old song—

"There is a beautiful legend,

Exquisite stones will sing.

It gives wisdom to the brave,

It can also give the diligent a harvest.

As long as you understand its preciousness,

You can get it even if you go far from the mountain.

Hi ......"

What the stone makes is the sound of the stone not perfecting itself. This kid has been trapped in this Jedi for more than eight months, and he doesn't know what magical powers he has figured out, even if he has never seen it in many fantasy, he probably can't even imagine it, how did he practice it? This should be his own original stunt, like a haunted in the middle of the night!

Shi Buquan had just sung a short passage through the stone in his hand, when he suddenly heard a loud sound in the distance. The location of the sound was at least three kilometers away from him, and he couldn't hear it under normal circumstances, but the movement was a bit loud, and Shi Buquan's consciousness was extremely keen, and it was quiet tonight, and the little flesh didn't come out to scream.

Shi Buquan was taken aback, could it be that the bones and corpses that he had collected and buried with his own hands had been defrauded? But the direction was obviously wrong! The song emitted by the stone came to an abrupt end, and Shi Buquan turned around and shouted: "What's the matter? Who? Is it haunted?"

After being surprised, Shi Buquan's tone at the moment was not scared, but with excitement and surprise. In this ghost place where no one speaks, even if it is really haunted, it would be nice to have a ghost to accompany him! He then spread his legs and ran away into the distance, still shouting and screaming, not knowing whether he was summoning people or ghosts.

About three kilometers away, at the other end of the world, the dirt slope at the foot of a small hill suddenly collapsed, and the brick-sized rubble was splashed everywhere, and the shrubs more than a person high were thrown out by the roots, and a small landslide was formed in the mountain behind it, revealing a hidden stone wall with a loud noise.

A big man wielding a military shovel rushed out from the earth and rocks, it was Tan Hanchuan.

Tan Hanchuan's shovel seemed to bring a tornado, rolling away the dirt and rubble, grass and trees, and then turned around and continued to swing the shovel, where the strong wind swept, and swept away all the soil and stones piled up in front of the stone wall. This is the gateway connecting the two secret realms before and after the Big and Small Red Mountains, and the terrain here is similar to that side, which is a flat rock wall at the foot of the mountain.

I don't know whether it was man-made or spontaneous, but on both sides of this portal, the mountains above had collapsed, and the earth and rocks rolled down and piled up, burying the stone walls tightly, and then the soil slopes were overgrown with vegetation, and no trace of the portal could be seen.

Ding Qi's creation of the Outer Secret Method can be used to discover and enter and exit the Outer World, but the premise is to find the location of the portal. If a pile of reinforced concrete was used to cover the position of the backyard door of Zhu Shanxian's house, they would not be able to see Xiaojing Lake, because their view was completely blocked by reinforced concrete, unless they smashed all the obstacles.

Ding Qi is looking for a gateway connecting the two secret realms of the Great and Small Red Mountains, and if he uses a stupid method to test one location at a time, I am afraid it will be difficult to find. Such a large area, covering an area of several tens of square kilometers, is an arduous task that is difficult to accomplish.

But after Ding Qi broke through the Dacheng realm, the cultivation of the secret method outside the square has reached the realm of hopeful qi, he has one more ability, or the means are refined, as long as there is a portal to the outside world where the divine sense reaches, he can find it. However, it was still very laborious to find it, and it was not only costly but also took a long time, so tonight he asked Shannie to help him determine an approximate location.

Shanny pointed to the foot of the mountain, where Tincey's mind could barely find the portal through the earth and rock. The next thing is easy, dig it first, shovels and other tools were already available in the Great Red Mountain. After digging up, everyone saw the other side of the portal, but they still couldn't get in, because it was also buried by earth and rock.

What should I do? Tan Hanchuan is still an extraordinary kung fu, he tried it with a shovel, and he really let him rush out, and then cleared the obstacles on this side of the portal. Ding Qi and the others could see the scene here with Jing Wenshi in their hands, but no one dared to come over for the time being, they had to wait for Tan Hanchuan to stop, otherwise they would be carried by his shovel.

Tan Hanchuan finally cleared the portal, stopped his movements and suddenly frowned, and vaguely heard something in the distance, very faint, but he could also hear that it was a person shouting. Tan Hanchuan threw away the shovel, turned around and yelled, "Ah Quan——! is it you?"

He could already hear the sound that seemed to be a stone incompleteness, and then strode towards the direction from which the sound came. Shi Buquan in the distance also heard Tan Hanchuan's roar, and he was almost flying in fur shoes, shouting: "It's me! Old Tan, your kung fu is still the best, you finally found here, are you here to save me?"

Shi Buquan ran and ran, and finally saw Tan Hanchuan, who was also striding towards him, so excited that he danced with his hands and feet but did not stop at all, and shouted as he ran: "Old Tan, old Tan, it's really you! Invincible old Tan in the sky and on the ground, I want to kill you!"

Tan Hanchuan was stunned, he could hear Shi Buquan's voice, but he couldn't recognize the person running at a glance. Who is this shirtless and bearded wild man with a straw skirt and a messy beard and hair? And Shi Buquan not only saw Tan Hanchuan, but also saw Zhu Shanxian, Ding Qi, Xian Hao, and Shang Ni, who were running briskly behind Tan Hanchuan.

Shannie used a lot of consumption to perform the Heart Disc Technique, so she fell to the end, and her tears fell, and she waved her hands as she ran, as if she wanted to speak but didn't say it. Shi Buquan opened his arms and shouted: "You are all here, great, Master Zu blesses, the old man manifests!"

He just rushed forward with open arms, passed by Tan Hanchuan, bypassed Zhu Shanxian like a whirlwind, and then passed between Ding Qi and Xian Hao, and hugged Shang Ni!

PS: Warmly celebrate the return of Shi Buquan! Take a leave of absence tomorrow and continue the day after tomorrow. Ask for a commuter pass!