I listened to the words of the half-immortal, and I also felt a lot of cold.

Looking around, I saw a big hill in front of me, and at the bottom of the mountain, there were more than a dozen insignificant small tombs, such a scene, it was really desolate.

Chief Lu sighed: "Forget it, my life is like this, I don't want anything more, one day I die, I will die with my breath." ”

The half-immortal still didn't give up, he asked: "Daguan, do you still have a house or something in that village?" ”

Lu Daguan was sad: "The house was burned down by a fire more than ten years ago, and there was not a single hair left. ”

The half-immortal asked again, "What about relatives?" ”

Lu Daguan became more and more bitter: "Relatives, poor, broken families, do you have relatives?" ”

When I heard what the big manager said, I only felt that this man's life was an indescribable misery. He had a lot of skills, but he couldn't perform it because of a bizarre curse, and he fell in love with a perverted Zhang Qin by mistake, wasting a lot of time in vain. Now, I finally saw the light of day again, but I had no relatives, and I didn't even have the people and places to settle down.

The big pipe is also strong enough, this has to be put aside by ordinary people, and they can't think about things that can't be lived.

The half-fairy method, if you don't use it, let's think about something else.

I took the idea, so I said let's go, get out of here first, and wait until I return to X-Jing, and then I can deal with the affairs of the big pipe.

With that, we walked back.

There was a bridge on the way back, and the bridge was built on a very deep ditch, and there was a small stream under the ditch, and it flowed with yellow and turbid water.

The bridge deck is smooth and clean, just a single piece of granite, and there is no decoration except for it.

When he arrived at the bridge, the big pipe felt and said: "This bridge has an ancient origin, I remember that when my grandfather was still alive, he said that the age of this bridge is older than the village under the mountain roots." Alas, after all these years, the bridge is still here, but I ......"

In the desolation, two sad tears poured out of Daguan's eyes.

I couldn't bear to look at it, so I turned my head and went to look at the floating clouds in the sky and the distant mountains.

Suddenly, the half-immortal swooped to the bridge deck, knelt down with a thud, and then stretched out his hand to carefully rub the stone bridge. At last he got up again, stood at a distance, and looked at it repeatedly.

I was confused by the demi-immortal's behavior, so I asked, "What are you doing?" It's hard to do it, there's gold in this bridge. ”

Half-immortal: "Baida, it's not gold, I'm looking at this bridge, why does it look like a tombstone?" ”

Tombstone?

When I heard this, I was shocked.

I stood at a distance and took a closer look. Hey, don't say it, this bridge is about six or seven meters long, nearly eighty centimeters wide, the thickness is unknown, looking at it from a distance, it really looks like a tombstone.

After looking at it from a distance, I took a closer look.

But the three of me, the half-immortals, and the big pipe looked at the bridge deck for three points, and they didn't see any doorways.

This is an ordinary granite rock, and there is not a single mosquito-sized word on it.

But after thinking about it, we pondered again, there is no word on the bridge deck, maybe there should be words on the back of the bridge.

Under the back of the bridge is a deep ditch, there are eight or nine meters high, the strange rocks under the ditch are craggy, the yellow soup is turbulent, the ditch wall on both sides is steep and straight, and the soil is loose, it is more inconvenient to go down.

But when you look down at the bridge deck, the line of sight is not enough.

I don't have any tools to do specular reflection.

How to fix it?

So, the palms of the hands are the backs of the hands.

As a result, I was with the palm of the big pipe and the back of the half-fairy hand. Then the two of us pulled Banxian'er on one leg, let him turn his back outward, clasped the bridge with both hands, leaned under the bridge, and took a closer look.

In this way, we carried the half-immortal, from the head of the bridge to the end of the bridge, from the left side of the bridge, to the right side of the bridge, and finally, pulled the half-immortal up.

I asked him what he saw.

The half-immortal wiped his face, gasped and said, "He is an immortal banban, and he doesn't have a single hair, is it because I am wrong." ”

As soon as the words came out, Ban Xian'er's face changed again: "No, this place seems to have some doorways." ”

With that, he led us along the edge of the bridge to see the side of the bridge.

The sides of the bridge are about 40 kilometers thick.

At this moment, the midday sun was abundant, and the sides could clearly be seen covered with axe blade marks that resembled those left by chiseled stones.

But this trace is too neat.

One by one, the square squares are as if they were carved out by hand.

We looked along the bridge, from beginning to end, on both sides, and found that there were nine small lattices on the bridge!

Nine ......

The three of us looked up and looked at each other: "It won't be the Nine Palaces!" ”

After thinking about it, I smiled again and said: "It's unlikely, the nine-square grid must have numbers to follow, these grids are all blank, there are no numbers at all, it is unlikely to be a nine-square grid." ”

Unexpectedly, Lu Daguan was silent, not only was he silent, but he was a little excited.

After a while, he muttered, "Definitely, it must be the Ancestor's Infinite Nine Palaces." ”

I was stunned again: "Wuji Nine Palaces." ”

Lu Daguan said excitedly: "Wuji Nine Palaces is a nine-square grid arrangement similar to modern combination locks. There are no words on it, because the corresponding characters are in order, which is written down in another book. ”

I blurted out, "You know that book?" ”

Lu Daguan nodded desperately.

I said, "Excuse me! ”

Lu Daguan leaned down, stretched out his hand and pressed a few small squares hard, and finally turned his head and said with a look of annoyance, "I can't press it." ”

Nonsense, it's weird to be able to press it.

God knows how many years this thing has been. After it was made, the pins inside were not destroyed, but rusty and necrotic.

What to do? Is it possible to lift the entire large stone monument?

Suddenly, Lu Daguan said: "The ancestors' mechanism technology is unparalleled in the world, and there is a unique set of means to deal with rust prevention. Therefore, the pins in this will never rust easily. I guess it's just the surface of the mechanism, due to the accumulation of dust and rain, which makes it inconvenient to start, so it's better for us to use it? ”

I like!

Half fairy also praises!

If we smashed it, the target was too small to start, so we ran back to the village, found an old man, and said a good word, after which we got a hammer from the old man's house, a thumb-thick, fifteen-centimeter-long steel bar. Then the half-fairy sold the cute with a woman who was about thirty a year and got a small half bucket of red paint.

We took the above tools, turned back, ran back to the stone bridge on the mountain, and did not care about resting, and went straight to work.

First of all, Lu Daguan, with grass branches, took paint and dotted on different small squares.

In this way, after half an hour, the nine large squares, in which the small squares of Nuogan, were painted one by one in a specific order and marked.

Half Fairy volunteered, took a hammer, fixed the steel bar, and smashed it.

Bang!

"You are an immortal board, why is it broken!"

The half-fairy muttered, I leaned on the edge of the bridge and looked down, but no, the small square he smashed was actually broken.

I said, "No, I have to do this hard work, and this thing has to be smashed slowly." ”

I took the tool from the half-immortal's hand, leaned down, took the hammer, and began to beat slowly.

After beating for five minutes, I suddenly felt the steel bar in my hand lean forward, and then I heard a soft sound of a horn coming from the stone, and I took out the steel bar, only to see that the small square I had knocked had sunk three centimeters.

I wiped it, and Lu Daguan's guess was true, there is a doorway inside this bridge.

Then it's much easier.

I told the two of them the essentials, and then everyone took turns tapping on the side of the bridge.

I was busy until more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

When the last little square sinks.

The bridge deck, there was no reaction!

I didn't click a big monster to pop up, and I didn't bang and open up some important mechanism.

Everything was as if nothing had happened, except for the little squares that had been smashed down, the bridge, the bridge, the bridge.

The half-immortal was depressed, and he said to Lu Daguan: "Daguan, your ancestor, didn't he make a big joke with you?" I've been busy for most of the day, and I can't even hear a single movement. “

Lu Daguan pondered: "It's not like ah, my ancestors, not like people who like to joke." ”

I looked at the sky, and suddenly I had a flash of inspiration and said, "It's possible, it's possible now, the mechanism has been opened, but because the years have passed, it can't be opened flexibly, maybe it's just a crack or something." ”

"A seam?" The half-immortal squinted, and his gaze was slightly evil.

I hehe, "yes, it's a seam." ”

So, we started looking for a crack in the stone bridge.

Find, find, find, find a small seam......

Looking around, hey, sure enough, on the side of the end of the stone bridge, I saw a small crack about fifteen centimeters long.

Violent! Sledgehammer! Greet!

Bang bang, the opening let us expand, inside, revealing a small space about 30 centimeters square.

Inside the space, a large box with fire paint lies quietly.

I reached out and took the thing out of the hole and placed it on the bridge to look at it. Seeing this thing, it is about five centimeters thick, about twenty centimeters long, and about fifteen centimeters wide.

In my hand, it's quite heavy.

What is this?

I looked at it again and again, and then handed it to Lu Daguan.

The big pipe was connected to his hand, and he slid it twice and said: "The material is made of steel, and it contains ......" He took a closer look and said: "In this place, there is a pin switch, which is estimated to be open with a press of a button." You say we're pressing or not. ”

The half-immortal muttered: "Your ancestors are too evil, they don't let their descendants eat by handicraft, and what do you say, if you do a good job, you have to die, this box is scary." ”

Daguan also felt a little apprehensive.

I said, "Well, let's smash it!" ”

Daguan gritted his teeth: "Okay, just smash it." ”

The hammer is the nemesis of all pins, smash, bang, bang!

When we smashed the switch, and finally Lu Daguan took out a posture and opened the box, we were all stunned.

In the box, there was actually a large piece of rosin.

This piece of rosin is almost as big as a box, and inside the translucent rosin, you can vaguely see the outline of a long object.

Rosin has nothing to fear.

Lu Daguan smoked cigarettes and had fire on his body.

We left the bridge, found a leeward place, pulled some hay, and simply made a fire to slowly roast the large rosin.

When it was completely soft, I took the rebar and fiddled with it to get that thing out.