It is said that the comb can be used to remove pubic lice, and it is a special grate. The grate is a dense-toothed comb, and according to legend, Chen Qizi was imprisoned for his crime in the Spring and Autumn Period. At that time, the prison conditions were quite bad, Chen Qizi had lice on his head, crawling on his head to itch, in order to remove dandruff and lice, so he made the earliest grate with bamboo boards.

As far as pest control is concerned, the principle is the same. The special grate that the flower monk said is because of its special material, and a special kind of bamboo is used. It is huge, and the one that grows in the center of the bamboo forest is jade-white, and this bamboo has a special ability to absorb the energy of yin and yang.

"I found it, the seventeenth chapter of the Classic of Mountains and Seas and the Great Northern Wilderness Classic says, 'Qiu Fangyuan is three hundred miles, and the bamboo forest of Emperor Chunan is in Yan, and it can be a boat.' The jade white bamboo is the bamboo forest of Emperor Jun. ”

Mufeng's learning task this month is to familiarize himself with the recitation of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", and even Dijiang said that the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" is a true portrayal of a part of the former practice world, although the content is somewhat ambiguous, or the record is a little half-hidden and half-exposed, but it is very suitable for beginners to get started.

After Yang Lianghe said that kind of grate, Di Jiang understood what the material of the comb he was talking about, and gave Mu Feng a question, so that he could find the corresponding content in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

However, even if Mufeng found out that this special grate was made of jade and white bamboo, but now that the bamboo forest is empty, where to find such a comb.

Obviously, the flower monk who gave the building yì also thought of this, and he told a story from the past. When Monk Hua was still a bald little monk, he went down the mountain with the master to make a fate. The master said that after going down the mountain, you must follow him closely, because the people under the mountain are all big tigers, and it is very likely that the little monk will be eaten by the tiger if he is not careful.

The little monk was a little panicked, and he had been following the master closely. However, one year on the winter solstice, he smelled the fragrance of dumplings, and the gluttonous worms in his mouth couldn't help it, and walked towards the place where the fragrance emanated, and he heard a jingling bell, as if he had gotten into a carriage, and when he came back to his senses, he had been separated from the master.

The little monk got out of the carriage in a daze, and he was greatly frightened, only to see that there were no people coming and going around him. There are cow-headed horses, female benefactors with snake tails, and ghosts floating around. The place was like a bazaar, bustling with activity, and the little monk finally found the scent of dumplings that tempted him to come here.

The stall owner was a beautiful uncle with gills, and he served a bowl of dumplings to the little monk and asked the little monk to recite a scripture in exchange. The little monk felt that this was the best thing he had ever eaten, and there were shrimp in the dumplings, and after the taste was in his mouth, he seemed to be able to experience the taste of the sea.

After the little monk was full, he actually fell asleep on the dumpling stall. When he woke up and found that there was a dumpling stall somewhere, he sat at the mouth of an alley, and in front of him stood the sweaty old monk he had already found.

Of course, the little monk was punished and closed, and he told the old monk about his experience, and the old monk didn't see such a dumpling stall at all, saying that the little monk was dreaming of wanting to eat.

Monk Hua told Yang Lianghe about this story, is this his dream, or is it really something? Anyway, that night, he had a golden rattle-like thing on his body, and I don't know where he picked it up.

"I don't see anything special about this thing." Yang Lianghe brought the rattle of the flower monk.

It looks a little strange, saying that the rattle is actually divided into two parts, the top is a somewhat hollow ball, and there are round stones in it, which will make a sound when it moves, and the bottom is like a base, supporting the ball.

Ying Rebellion looked at this gold artifact that seemed to be as new as ever, and his eyes lit up. Ordinary people really don't have any impression of this thing, and even Yang Lianghe, who is studying in the Department of Archaeology, may not have seen the real thing.

"This is Luan, a Luan bell mounted on an ancient car, and the base below is a rectangular shape with small holes on both sides, which can be fixed on the yoke top and balance of the ancient car. The Book of Poetry says 'and Luan, Wanfu is the same', in addition to Luan, there is also this kind of bell on the ancient car, it looks somewhat similar to the general bronze bell, but the size is much smaller, generally installed on the front rail of the carriage. When driving, these two bells will make a sound together, but the sound of the two bells is very technical for the driver. ”

Yang Lianghe didn't expect that the flower monk gave him an antique, Luan, and he had heard that Luan Minghe should be an auspicious sign, and there would be a gathering of ten thousand blessings. The academic research on ancient cars is mostly biased towards the research of the car system and the structure of the vehicle, and the decoration on the car is very little car skill, because they do not affect the normal driving of the vehicle, only the ceremonial significance, this part has been ignored.

Mu Feng shook this luan, if the little monk back then was not dreaming, this luan must be of great use. He looked at Di Jiang in the hope of some gossip.

Di Jiang didn't drop the chain at a critical time this time, he remembered that every year the monks would have a gathering in the winter for three days, and at that time, the cultivators of several different realms would go to join in the fun and exchange the cultivation magic weapons they needed. Sometimes, mortals will also participate, and to get to that alternate dimension, you need to take a car, and as for how to greet that car, it is to ring the bell at three o'clock that night. This bell is not surprisingly the luan in front of you.

It's just that Dijiang doesn't know if there is such a bazaar now.

Yang Lianghe didn't know why the fireball was chirping, he continued to talk about what he didn't finish talking about just now, "Fifty years ago, Monk Hua lent this thing to a friend of his, saying that it seemed to be a pass order, and that friend also went to that bazaar, where there are many unheard of goods, and we should be able to find the grate of Yubaizhu. As for the method used, it is to stand on the street on the night of the winter solstice and shake it with this thing, and then the specific flower monk did not say. ”

It's really half heard every time, and the key local story is always Carvin. Mu Feng reluctantly took the luan and shook it twice, standing on the road on the night of the winter solstice and shaking it, he could really summon an ancient car? How does this sound a little unreliable?

"There are two days left before the winter solstice, and an ancient car appears out of thin air at night, and you all dare to sit on it?"

Ying Wei stared at Luan for a moment, if there is really such a market, it is worth exploring, maybe you can encounter a lot of interesting things. Whether it is a bull head or a horse face, a cow ghost or a snake god, ordinary people can't see it.

"Go! Must go! "Di Jiang flew onto Mu Feng's shoulder, if this assembly really still exists, this is a great opportunity to see other monsters and cultivators.

Yang Lianghe also said, "This matter is within my responsibility, and there is no reason not to go." I am bold, and I will never lose to a seven-year-old monk who didn't understand anything at the beginning. ”

Then the matter is settled.

On the day of the winter solstice, the formation was the same, three people, a bird, with a stealthy dragon egg, at three o'clock, Mu Feng shook the Luan that was very similar to the rattle, and felt that there was a breath in the body that seeped into the Luan, making its sound exceptionally crisp.

When I heard the small stones in the hollow gold ball collide and made a clanging sound, a thick fog spread around, and in the white fog, an empty ancient car appeared, there was nothing to pull it, I don't know how it moved, it stopped steadily in front of several people.

The three of them boarded the car and put the luan in the position of the balance, and they could feel that the ancient car was ready to start as if it had been inserted into the car key.

Mu Feng suddenly asked, "I have a question, who will drive?" I didn't have a driver's license, let alone an old car. ”

Yang Lianghe touched his head, this really hasn't been learned. "This has to be put aside in the previous Qin period, and it is necessary for college students like us to learn the six arts of a gentleman, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics. Among them, Yu is driving technology, and Ming and Luan are the first steps, but will anyone be able to do it now? ”

Mu Feng really wants to say that the word keeping pace with the times is very important, can't you change cars? It seems that the cultivators are very old-fashioned, and now there is still a place to find someone who can fly an airplane, but there are very few people who can drive an ancient car.

At this time, Ying Yi held the reins with some hesitation, but as soon as he grasped it, he had a very familiar feeling. Ying Reverse waved the rope, and he really drove this ancient car. I saw that the Luan bell rang first, and the bell moved, and in the Luan and the corresponding sound, the ancient car drove into a thick fog.

Mu Feng looked at Ying Wei in surprise, "Is there anything bosses that you won't do?" ”

Di Jiang chirped twice, "He won't have children." ”