Lynch looked up at the lead-gray sky, sighed, and climbed down the cliff wall, seeing that he was about to land safely, but the soles of his feet did not obey the call, and suddenly slipped, and without even grasping a single grass, he slipped and fell.

Fortunately, it is not high from the ground, and the butt fell to the ground first, but it fell into a porcelain solid.

Sitting on the grass and gasping, just about to get up, there was an extra shadow in the field of vision, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be falling next to the waterfall.

To Lynch's astonishment, behind the waterfall that met on this day, there was a recessed landform, which was where the shadow was.

Driven by curiosity, Lynch quickly stood up, rubbed his buttocks, and moved in three steps and two steps in that direction.

At the junction of the waterfall and the cliff, there is a stone platform made of mountain rock, which is connected into a winding stone road, leading straight to the shadow.

When Lynch got closer, there was a shadow, and it was clearly an arched natural cave, which was extremely hidden when viewed from a distance.

Lynch glanced up overhead, and the waterfall was like a beautiful silver ribbon, slowly drifting down from the sky, and then falling into Shennong Pond.

Soon, Lynch was pleasantly surprised to find that the rock walls of this cave were lined with ancient murals.

Due to the age, the color of the mural itself has long faded, but Lynch can recognize that the content depicted on the mural is the story of Shennong tasting a hundred herbs and helping the world. Moreover, this style of painting looks quite ancient, and it is not something that modern people can do at all, it should be the work of an ancient painter.

When he finished admiring the entire mural, Lynch suddenly realized that he had walked more than thirty meters along the cave.

At the end of the last mural, there are two quaint and heavy stone doors, and there is a stone plaque on the top of the stone gate, with three words vaguely written: Tibetan Scripture Cave.

Scripture cave?

Lynch said that he had only heard of the Scripture Pavilion, what does this Scripture Cave mean?

Pushing down the stone door, he found that it was quite heavy, Lynch simply pulled up his sleeves, used both palms together, and used his strength to push forward.

As the stone door opened, there was a piercing sound of stones rubbing against stones, and dust kept falling from the cracks in the door, and Lynch, who was choking, almost lost his breath.

"Phew...... Phew......"

Spit out the dust that I accidentally sucked into my mouth, and wiped my face casually, and a heart-wrenching scene appeared.

In the center of this stone house, there is an altar made of mountain rock, which is covered with flannel, and on top of the flannel, there is a mysterious brass treasure chest.

Lynch forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, carefully observing every corner and every detail of the stone house.

When he felt that he was almost ready, he took two light steps forward, picked up a piece of gravel from the ground, and tentatively smashed it on the chest.

Boom! That is, at an interval of half a second, perhaps a certain mechanism was triggered, and from the hole in the wall of the stone house, a burst of feathered arrows were fired.

Lynch, who had been prepared, dodged left and right like a rabbit, and only then did he narrowly escape, and the feathered arrows shot at the stone wall and broke one after another.

Lynch picked one up casually, found the traces of rubbing medicine on the arrow, and sniffed it, it was really poisonous, and it was the most despicable quenched arrow on the rivers and lakes.

Back then, Guan Erye was hit by such a poisoned arrow, so he had the allusion of scraping bones to cure poison later.

However, after hundreds of years of air-drying, the venom has already almost volatilized.

"It seems that I was right, the murals on the cave outside, and the hidden weapon mechanism in this room, were all done by the ancients a few years ago. ”

And this is a stone house called the Hidden Scripture Cave, and I should be the first modern person who has the honor to visit it.

In order to avoid accidents, Lynch would observe each step for a long time, and only after making sure that there was no mechanism did he move to the next step.

Just a few steps like this, Lynch walked for nearly ten minutes, and when he reached the altar, his tense spirit was released.

This is a very traditional brass treasure chest, both in terms of craftsmanship and practicality, it is impeccable.

Oddly enough, the chest is not locked, only a seal is attached to the opening.

Lynch carefully tore off the seal, and there were no words on it, only some strange symbols.

Naturally, Lynch didn't delve into what he couldn't understand, so he quickly opened the lid of the treasure chest, only to see two items placed in the chest.

A thread-bound green leather ancient book, a quaint dark gold dagger.

This is?!

Seeing the words "Green Capsule Fragment" on the ancient book, Lynch almost bit his tongue with excitement.

He hurriedly took out the ancient book, held it in his hand, and turned the first page, only to see such a line of dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the title page: "Shennong clan, after vicissitudes." Medicine in the world, the fragrance of herbs. Magnanimous and unparalleled in medicinal skills. This fragment is the only hand-recorded book, which only records the "Original of the Green Capsule - Qi Replenishment". ”

A cursory look at the contents of the ancient books shows that they are all handwritten, and the handwriting is sloppy but not messy.

There are secret recipes for refining the best elixirs, the coordinates and effects of rare herbs, and short and exquisite experiences.

"This Nima! developed, developed, really developed!" Lynch sat down on the ground excitedly, hid his face and smirked.

Although his appearance looks a little neurotic, just like Fan Jinzhongju, it is understandable that such an ancient book is almost a coveted artifact for alchemists all over the world, no, it should be called a lost artifact.

If Lynch remembers correctly, the book records the lifelong experience of the miracle doctor Hua Tuo, and legend has it that because of the turbulence of the times, the book was burned for a time, and only a few pages were rescued in the end. And although the green bag book in Lynch's hand is only a fragment, although it is only made up by the descendants of the Shennong clan, its value is still unlimited.

It can be said that every prescription for refining the best elixir in the fragment is enough to make the entire medical community tremble.

Not to mention the records here, there are at least dozens of amazing prescriptions, large and small, and all of them are about replenishing qi.

Lynch took the fragment of the green capsule into his arms, and took out the dark gold dagger with a simple shape from the treasure chest.

The dagger didn't look very sharp, but Lynch could feel that this dagger could be put together with a peerless medical book, and it must be an extraordinary product.

I saw him holding the dark gold dagger, coming to a stone wall, grabbing the handle and thrusting it forward, and an incredible scene happened.

The hard granite was pierced by a knife, as if it were stuck in a watermelon.

Lynch swallowed and spit, pulled the dagger out of the wall, and pulled a few one-dollar coins out of his trouser pocket, stacking them vertically on a flat stone platform.

There was only a crisp golden sound, and the coin was cut off from the waist, and the brush was turned in half.

Looking at the blade of the dagger, it didn't have any effect at all, and it still glowed with a low-key golden light.

Compared to these two treasures, Lynch didn't feel how sorry it was to lose that reishi mushroom, what is this called, a blessing in disguise.

Lynch, who left the stone house, stepped up, Yaoyao was still hungry and waiting for her, if he went back late, the little girl might cry again.

"Yaoyao?" Lynch returned to the same place and looked, he was a little stunned, only to see Han Shiyao sitting by the bonfire, adding firewood to it in an unfamiliar manner, and on the grass beside her, there was the Ganoderma lucidum that was washed away by the waterfall.

"Brother Lynch, you're finally back. Han Xiaoniu smiled and said proudly: "Look, I picked up such a big red mushroom, I'm amazing, right?"

Hearing this term, Lynch suddenly had black lines on his head and explained: "Yaoyao, this thing is not called a mushroom, it's called Ganoderma lucidum, where did you pick it up?"

"......" Han Shiyao pointed to Shennongtan not far away: "It floated from the upstream, I picked it up because I thought it was fun, it turns out that this strange thing is called Ganoderma lucidum, can you eat it?"

"No, you can't. Lynch replied to her very bluntly, his eyes looked at the corpse of the alligator not far away, and he suddenly had an idea.

I saw Lynch holding a dagger, easily cutting off a few pieces of crocodile meat from the crocodile's tail, and taking it to the water to peel and wash it.

"Wow, it looks delicious. Seeing the bubbling meat skewers on the bonfire, Han Shiyao began to swallow her saliva wildly.

"Look at you. Lynch smiled and said: "This wild crocodile meat can be said to be the best in meat, not only has the fresh aroma of the meat itself, but also the wild fragrance that beef and mutton do not have, and it is low cholesterol and low fat, so you won't worry about getting fat if you eat as much as you want." ”

"Here, eat a piece and taste it first, be careful of the burn. Lynch said, handing over the roasted crocodile meat, the reason why the meat on the tail is chosen is the same as people love to eat oxtail, the crocodile's tail often moves, so the texture and elasticity of the meat are also the best.

Han Shiyao took it, blew two breaths, opened her mouth, and couldn't wait to eat.

"Wow, it's so delicious, it's so delicious!" Han Shiyao has never eaten such a delicious thing when she is so big, and she is hungry, so she looks like she is devouring it, but in front of Lynch, she doesn't need to worry about any ladylike image.

"Eat slowly, Yaoyao, eat slowly, no one will rob you." Lynch watched her eat more happily than he did.

Faced with the temptation of food, Han Shiyao's foodie essence was exposed, and where could he still listen to his words. She only felt that this crocodile meat was not at the same grade at all than the chickens and fish she usually ate, and it was still grilled without any condiments.

Lynch ate a few pieces of crocodile meat, only to feel the air in the sea ready to move. He immediately found an open space and meditated leisurely to breathe.

The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and the people are inaccessible, and the interference from the outside world will be much smaller, so when pranayama is regulated, the rate will also be much faster.

Han Shiyao, who was full, stood up, stretched her slender little lazy waist, and ran around picking wildflowers.

About half an hour later, amid a noisy roar, Lynch slowly opened his eyes.

A police helicopter descended from the sky and landed in a wide open space, and a heroic policewoman jumped out of the cabin.

"Hey, we're here......" Han Shiyao, who was holding a bouquet of wildflowers in her hand, waved her hand happily and shouted.