"I got it in the hands of the Germans." Zheng Dong's words can indirectly indicate that the Germanic people died.

Tonya crossed her finger on her chest, "Grandpa, these wicked people are dead, I hope you can see them in heaven, rest in peace." ”

Zheng Dong was also busy praying in his heart, old man, I didn't kill the Germans, I didn't deliberately deceive your granddaughter, I was afraid that she would be in danger, I took this book of Bode, I will take it if I have it, and I will entrust your granddaughter to a friend to take care of, you can rest assured-----

"Zheng Dong, are you praying too?" Tonya's question interrupted his secret prayer.

"Yes, although they are innocent of death, but also pray that the Lord will forgive them, we in Huaxia call Chaodu." Zheng Dong continued to lie.

He solemnly said to the other team members: "We have to go out to do something to unlock the curse here, otherwise everyone will be in danger, just like the Germanic who disappeared just now." ”

"Mr. Zheng, are you talking about a curse similar to Tutankhamen?" One of the team members asked in a whisper.

Zheng Dong was secretly happy in his heart, and this sentence was well received, "Yes, the treasure is inside, but we must go to lift this curse first, and we have to go to the local shaman." ”

"Let's go." Lev gave the order bluntly.

When everyone got out of the cave, Zheng Dong stopped, he was thinking about whether to take everyone with him to find the shaman, even if they were equipped with exoskeleton power armor, they could march quickly, and Tonya would definitely not be able to keep up.

Lev saw what he was thinking and ordered: "Cut down all the trees around the area and leave a place for helicopters to take off and land." ”

Several members of the team walked to the edge of the big tree near the entrance of the cave, took out their axes and began to cut down the trees with a very high frequency, and soon cleared a large area, and the large trees were piled up on the edge of the clearing, even if there were some wooden stakes, which did not prevent the helicopter from taking off and landing.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the signal soldier called, the helicopter that had brought them first flew to the entrance of the cave, and after landing smoothly, picked up all the people.

One of the advantages of modern technology is that the information transmission and query is very convenient, on the plane Zheng Dong got all the information of the shaman on the shore of Lake Baikal, one of the shaman's information caught his attention, he lived alone on a hill by the lake all the year round, without contact with the outside world, and the fishermen nearby worshipped him as a god.

"Go to this shaman's dwelling." Zheng Dong pointed to the information on the computer screen and said to Lev.

Soon flew to the top of the destination, there was a lonely wooden house on the mountain, the mountain was steep, the plane had to land at the foot of the mountain, everyone followed Zheng Dong to the top of the mountain on foot, and saw the shaman standing in front of the door of the wooden house waiting for them in the distance.

This person was the shaman he saw during the flight in the morning, he seemed to know in advance the arrival of Zheng Dong and the others, and waited at the door, he just pointed at Zheng Dong with his finger, did not speak, turned around and entered the house.

The shaman's meaning is obvious, as long as Zheng Dong goes in alone, "Everyone wait for me outside for a while." ”

After entering the room and sitting down, Zheng Dong's consciousness spread out, and he saw the other party's cultivation, in the early stage of light gold, he was also a rare master in the three-dimensional world, no wonder he didn't dare to face the big snake head-on, the big snake is the pinnacle of Zhengjin, and it is an existence that he can't provoke, so he can only use stratagem to trap it, so is he just because his strength is not equal, so he wants to trap the big snake?

This person is only in his thirties, although his face is full of furrows and his eyes are sharp, he will definitely be able to do the art of rejuvenation, Major General Pedrov is a figure from a hundred years ago, and he is still a young man when he sees this shaman, and he should be more than a hundred and ten years old now.

The shaman didn't speak, he took out a small wooden box, took out a cigar, cut off the round end of the cigar with special scissors, handed it to Zheng Dong, cut one for himself, and then used the fire tongs to clip a piece of fiery red charcoal from the fireplace next to him, and stretched it out in front of Zheng Dong.

Zheng Dong took a cigar in his mouth and came to the coal, took a few puffs, and the dark red charcoal quickly lit the cigar, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and the fragrance of tobacco wafted in the room.

The shaman lit his own, and both of them were silent, smoking cigarettes and looking at each other with blank expressions.

When both sides had smoked about a third of the way to their cigars, the shaman spoke: "I know why you are here, I can grant your request, lift their curse, and help you recreate the wish of Major General Petrov, but I also have a request, I hope you will agree." ”

"Okay, please."

"I hope you can go into the lake and help me find something, you and I are both psychic people, although our cultivation methods are different, but we are all light gold mana, and only people with more mana than us can go." The shaman took a puff on his cigarette and squinted at Zheng Dong.

Zheng Dong suppressed the cultivation to the early stage of light gold, just not to let the master of space notice, but also to leave a hole card for himself, "Since we have the same mana, let me ask, why can't you go by yourself." ”

The shaman smiled and said in a sinister manner: "For some special reasons, our Wu clan cannot approach the bottom of the lake, but you human race can. ”

They turned out to be the descendants of the witch clan in ancient times, and when Master Chen Duan passed on the gong to him, not only the Taoism, but also the origin of the cultivation were also taught to Zheng Dong, which mentioned the ancient Lich War in the Huaxia realm, and the human race was able to rise only after both sides were defeated.

Zheng Dong suddenly understood that there might be a huge secret hidden at the bottom of the lake, and it was worth taking the risk, but he couldn't show that he was very interested, and he pretended to be hesitant for a long time before saying, "Okay, you tell me something, if there is a danger to my life, I won't go." ”

The shaman still let out a gruesome laugh, "Give you a bottle, all you have to do is find a statue of the Roc at the bottom of the lake and put it on top of its head." ”

"Deal." Zheng Dong readily agreed.

"It's getting late today, tomorrow morning, we will use spiritism to help you find the wife of the major general first, and then, you go down to the bottom of the lake, you can send someone to prepare shallow water equipment first." The shaman suggested.

"No, we'll meet tomorrow." Zheng Dong got up and said goodbye to the shaman.

"Today, you don't have to leave, we have a grand event tonight, we can treat you well."

"It's okay, it's better to be respectful than to obey, thank you."

When Zheng Dong walked out of the shaman's hut, he found that there were nearly 100 tents gathered at the foot of the mountain, as well as a dozen bonfires, and there were hundreds of people, killing chickens and sheep there, as if they were preparing for activities.

The mountain is not very high, as soon as the shaman appeared behind Zheng Dong, the people at the foot of the mountain stopped their work, waved to the shaman on the mountain, and gave a warm cheer, the shaman walked down the mountain, and a group of believers knelt and even prostrated on the ground, welcoming his arrival, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm.

When Zheng Dong walked into the camp that Lev had set up, the guy led the others and shouted, "Ula, Ula, Ula." Zheng Dong also made a strong reputation, but it was a little thin, and it also successfully attracted the attention of those believers under the mountain.

"Alright, comrades, let's go to the bonfire together." Zheng Dong said with a smile.

"Ulla, Ulla, Ulla."

Zheng Dong and his fellow believers sat around the bonfire, which was burning with juniper branches, emitting a fragrant smell and a faint green smoke.

The shaman presiding over the ceremony first offered sacrifices to the gods in three directions. Dip your fingers lightly in the wine, flick a few drops into the air, then the ground, and finally tap on your forehead.

Suddenly, the shaman suddenly went limp. Two assistants held him up, and he let out a long wolf howl, then laughed like a demon from a horror movie.

He sat cross-legged, his eyes still closed. One by one, the callers come forward and listen to the shaman, or the deity who speaks through his body, describing each person's past and giving counsel accordingly.

This ritual lasted until midnight, when the callers received the answers in their hearts, and began to party all night long, drinking large bowls, eating large pieces of meat, singing and dancing around the campfire, and the members of the team were also infected by their emotions, and danced the eagle dance to the music.

Zheng Donggang took a big sip of liquor, and in his excitement, Lev's men applauded to the rhythm, and Tonya, who was sitting next to him, kissed him unexpectedly.