Zhang Heng roared suddenly, the sound was like thunder, making people's scalp numb, and the green tendons on his arms exploded, like dragons swimming!

"Roar!" The body of the big truck seems to be shaking, and the naked eye can see that the rocker on it is constantly shaking, which is terrifying!

"Give it to me!" With this shout, the big wooden box tilted, leaning on Zhang Heng's arm, everyone opened their mouths wide, and saw Zhang Heng slowly stand up, really, really carrying the big ding.

Zhang Heng breathed a long sigh of relief, as soon as the things were on his shoulders, it would not be a problem, and when he got off the rocker in a few steps, he easily put the box on the manual trailer, and everyone had not come back to their senses.

"It's not going to be acting, is it?" Wang Shengnan muttered in a voice she could hear, not that she didn't believe it, but that she thought it was too incredible, if the scene in front of her was true, then Zhang Heng was not equivalent to a humanoid beast, and he could tear the human body with a casual hand, which made her dare not believe it anyway, the world's highest weightlifting record was only more than 500 catties, and this mouth was directly doubled.

Next, Zhang Heng concocted another slightly lighter tripod in the same way, and this time it was much easier, and even the roar was directly omitted.

The wind waved his hand lightly, so that the cheering barbarians dispersed, he had carried the ebony and the stalk, and now he just carried the tripod on the spot, and made the reputation of the tripod solid.

In fact, there are not many people who can carry the tripod in the historical fabrication, but the most famous are Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, and Li Yuanba, the younger brother of Li Shimin, in fact, there is a very famous Nie Zheng, one of the four major assassins of the Warring States, more than a hundred years later, Nie Zheng has a number one fan named Gai Nie, the first swordsman of the Warring States. Known as the sword master, he defeated the world's masters. And Gai Nie's number one fan is Jing Ke. Before Jing Ke assassinated Qin Shi Huang, he sent the dog butcher to invite Gai Nie, but Prince Yan Dan was too anxious. As a result, before Gai Nie could reply, Jing Ke went on the road tragically!

Zhang Heng watched Qiu Guan's Assassin Legend (Zhuang Shi Yin) in his childhood, which happened to play Nie Zheng, and at this time, he was not comparing with Xiang Yu, but showing respect to Nie Zheng.

shook his head, but unfortunately, he couldn't find the famous moves of Nie Zheng and Gai Nie, the former is "Changhong Guanri", and the latter is "Hundred Steps Flying Sword". As soon as the trick comes out, the ghosts and gods are unstoppable.

"Little friend, what a miracle!" Tang Chunlin said admiringly.

Several other old people also became more enthusiastic about him, and there were no interests involved, just admiration for his ability to carry the crown.

Zhang Heng's purpose was to come to the Ding, and he didn't delay immediately, and beckoned everyone to go in and see the Ding, he didn't open the box just now, he just wanted to watch the Ding in a relatively quiet environment. With his consciousness, the first sensation will have a very big impact.

Wang Shengnan wanted to ask Zhang Heng for questions, but seeing his solemn face, he was puzzled, so he made a special trip today. Is it really just for the study of ancient characters?

"Click!" In the inner hall, a large box was opened, this was Zhang Heng's Chaos Bell. He is tall enough to hold his hands together. A macho man weighing 1,200 catties and imprinted with a human head and a dragon body. Holding a war spear, his face is mighty and domineering, like a god descending. There are also all kinds of birds of prey and fierce beasts, pattern carvings, and one hundred and eight ancient characters, which appear majestic, mysterious and simple,

Several old people were stunned, this bell was really domineering, and it didn't look like a new product, but really looked like an ancient cultural relic.

"Does this bell have a name?" Tang Chunlin asked.

"Well, my own name is the Chaos Bell!" Zhang Heng smiled, and then suddenly moved, and his palms slapped heavily on the tripod like a monument, "Dang!" A loud sound, a clear bell rang, the sound was not loud, but it was like a knife cutting out, cutting through everyone's hearts and penetrating the bottom of their hearts.

"Good name, good chaos bell, this sound is like ringing out of chaos, better than countless musical instruments!" The white-bearded old man exclaimed, his eyes showing deep affection, and this clock gave him the urge to collect it.

Wang Shengnan frowned, and said loudly: "Don't tell me, what is your attachment to me is this shape?" ”

This topic immediately attracted the attention of several old people, this is an ethereal thing, and it also makes people curious.

Zhang Heng said bluntly: "That's right, but these ancient words were added by myself, and I haven't come into contact with these ancient words when I cut them out!" ”

"Hehe, it's wonderful, if it weren't for the original ancient word Ding, I would have thought that your Ding was the source of the ancient word." Tang Chunlin said happily.

It is indeed the same, these 108 words are integrated with the Chaos Bell, as if it were natural, without a trace of axe carving, but the real situation was that these words pounced on the tripod on their own, not Zhang Hengqiang.

Zhang Heng pondered for a moment and said, "Pavilion Master Zhu, if you don't mind, I want to put this Ding in the ancestral hall for tourists to enjoy." ”

"I can't ask for it!" Zhu Jiuben was overjoyed, and said, "What about the origin of this tripod?" ”

Zhang Heng replied: "Of course, it's not good to mention me about the origin, let's just say that it is the Chaos Bell owned by the Eastern Emperor, which also has mythological value!" ”

"Donghuang Zhong, Xiaoyou's holding on to me is none other than the god Donghuang Taiyi!" The white-bearded old man asked in shock.

Zhang Heng shook his head, "No, this Chaos Bell is my attachment." ”

"Does it work? The first five senses refer to the direct senses of the body, but the sixth sense is even more ethereal, and the seventh and eighth senses are even more secret, which cannot be known to outsiders, and others can only guess its wonderful use. It is inconvenient for the little friend to answer one or two. The white-bearded old man asked again.

Zhang Heng thought for a moment before saying: "This matter is a long story, let's wait until I finish reading another mouthful of Ding to talk slowly!" ”

"Okay, thank you!" The white old beard said thank you, this kind of secret story is generally not spoken, Zhang Heng is very face-saving at this time.

After a long time, Zhang Heng's long-awaited Zhending can finally be seen, and it is also the source of these 108 words, he is almost certain that the Chaos Clock can see through the life span of people, most of which is because of these 108 words, and the approximate meaning of the last explanation is also a fortune-telling book, so it will not be wrong.

"Click!" The wooden box opened, revealing a small number of three-legged ancient tripods, can be shaped like a bell, the difference between the bell and the tripod is that one is hanging, the other is put on the ground, but in ancient times these two words were not separated, such a tripod is both called the bell, can also be called the tripod, the text that appears on it, is uniformly called: Zhong Dingwen!

This tripod does not have a lot of superfluous decoration as he thought, except that it is not square enough, and it can be struck when the bell is struck, but the 108 words are the most eye-catching, but after looking at it for a while, he began to be depressed.

"Old Tang, apart from these words, is there anything special about this Ding?" Zhang Heng asked without giving up.

Who would think that Tang Chunlin replied: "There is really something special, you come here, the end of the text is stamped with a square seal-shaped imprint, I guess it is the code name of the original author who wrote this text, and it has not been engraved and circulated before." Xiaoyou, come and see, is there anything special about it? ”

Zhang Heng squatted down and looked at the lower left corner, there was really one, just now he directly ignored it as a full stop, this mark is only one-tenth the size of the ancient character, very small.

I didn't find it just now, but at this time he looked at it intently, and suddenly became shocked, this is actually a square ring face, but unfortunately the shape is too blurry, I can't see clearly, and I can't judge the lines on this ring surface.

"Donald, is there a clearer pattern?" Zhang Heng hurriedly asked.

"Yes, I specifically zoomed in on this pattern, but I still don't know what it is." Tang Chunlin took out a book as he spoke.

Zhang Heng took a look, the whole book is this pattern, each page is slightly different, this is processed and optimized, the first page is the original appearance, sure enough, as the old man said, it is already a blur, and it is not clear at all, this is because the age is too long, and the bronze has been corroded to the carved lines.

"It's a pity, this is a ring, it's a pity that I can't see what pattern is on this ring!" Zhang Heng said with a sigh.

"Ring? The idea of Xiaoyou is very new, and it is not impossible. If the original tripod can be used for technical processing, it is not impossible to restore the real pattern, but this tripod is now in the museum, and I can only engrave one copy in my face, and it is impossible to lend it for research! The old man said with a sigh.

Zhang Heng's heart had already tumbled violently, and his hands subconsciously crossed up, stroking the magical space ring in his hand!

"I must get the original Ding!" Zhang Heng secretly thought to himself in his heart, and there was a way, that is, to drop the bag, and use the time difference in space to imitate an ancient tripod to replace the tripod in the museum.

Thinking so in his heart, of course he couldn't show it on his face, and then said: "Hehe, it's nothing if you can't get the original ding, even if you know the pattern on the ring face, we can't crack it, let's focus on this ready-made text!" ”

"Yes, those words are enough for us to study for a lifetime!" The fat old man chimed in.

Then there was naturally a tragedy, this time the formation was even greater, the owner of the Provincial Museum was invited over, the owner of the Provincial Library was also called, in addition to the professors of ancient literature from various universities, as well as a big man in the literati world in Rongcheng, which made Zhu Jiuben so excited that he couldn't find the north, although the ancestral hall was prosperous, so many bigwigs gathered together, this was the first time since he became the owner of the museum!

are all heavyweights, although they have no official positions, even if the provincial cadres come, they can't afford to provoke them.

Zhang Heng naturally couldn't dodge, but fortunately there was a more uncomfortable policewoman Wang Shengnan than him.

hung up the phone at home, saying that he couldn't go back tonight, Wang Shengnan was holding a book of metaphysical Ganshi Heart Sutra on the side, gritting his teeth, eager to really bite off a piece of his meat, isn't this harmful.

Zhang Heng naturally secretly laughed evilly, so he recalculated, as soon as the night came, he changed from sitting to lying, and then pretended to sleep, but in fact, he was really asleep.

"Boom!" There was a sudden loud bang in his mind, and a four-way sigil rushed out of the chaos, and then slammed into the chaos clock.

Zhang Heng had already been awakened, and his consciousness was suddenly stunned, a square ring was printed on the Chaos Clock, and a mercury-like light was revealed on it, but no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't see the pattern on the ring clearly! (To be continued......)