Luckily, the boat slowed down when it got into the mist, and in the mist, he could see a large iron chain dangling in the distance, and the river was as pale as he had seen in the tunnel.

"Lock the dragon well!" Xu Ye was surprised and delighted, happy that he had finally found the whereabouts of Qingshi after all the hard work. And what surprised Xu Ye was that he saw the turbulent waves in front of him, and he didn't know what would happen next.

Xu Ye put down the oars and let the boat drift, looked at the green river and said, "Wuwen, it seems that we have to dive into the water and take out the bluestone." ”

"No, Brother Xu." Mo Wuwen thought about it, but he unexpectedly objected.

"I'll go into the water to get bluestone, and you'll wait for me on the boat." Xu Ye thought that he was afraid of the turbulent waves and did not dare to go into the water.

"It's not the reason why someone went into the water to take bluestone, Brother Xu, you think that bluestone has been in the underground river for thousands of years, and the river has not flooded to the ground. If we recklessly take the bluestone away and let the underground river pour back and flood the city, we will become sinners for the ages. Mo Wuwen sat on the board of the boat and explained to Xu Ye.

"However, this is the only chance to get bluestone." Xu Ye was also hesitant when he heard Mo Wuwen say this, and the oar in his hand didn't know whether to row forward or backward.

Suddenly, the boat didn't listen to Xu Ye's call to adjust the bow of the boat and fly in the direction of the chain, Xu Ye and Mo Wuwen hurriedly rowed back to the oars in the hope of stopping the speed of the boat's flight, but no matter how they rowed, it was to no avail. With a bang, the boat slammed into the huge chain!

Mo Wuwen involuntarily closed his eyes, and in an instant, he was thrown into the air and fell heavily to the ground, on the ground, not on the water! Mo Wuwen opened his eyes strangely and found that he was holding the bag in his hand and fell into the dirt, while Xu Ye was lying in the mud not far from him. And the moon, the bright moonlight, slowly drifted in the starry night sky.

Mo Wuwen looked around and saw the scenery in front of him couldn't help but be surprised, in front of him was an ancient pavilion, under the moonlight the top of the pavilion was covered with glazed tiles and scattered the ghostly light, and the four pillars in front of the pavilion, eight openwork doors and windows and the pavilion scenery on the legendary lock dragon well was exactly the same.

Mo Wuwen immediately jumped up and found that the clothes on his body were actually dry, Mo Wuwen clearly remembered that Bai was in the underground sea but was soaked by the waves. And Mo Wuwen saw why the lock dragon well in front of him was not a granite statue of the dragon king. As far as the eye can see, you can't see the brightly lit scenery on the road, just a dark field.

"Brother Xu, Brother Xu." Mo Wuwen saw that Xu Ye was still lying on the ground and did not move, so he hurriedly stepped forward and shouted in fear.

"Where are we?" Xu Ye, who was frowning, opened his eyes and his first reaction was very weird, obviously in the underground river, how could he lie in the dark field.

"Look at that, Brother Xu." Mo Wuwen pointed to the pavilion behind Xu Ye.

Xu Ye rubbed his eyes, stood up, looked at the pavilion, and said with some disbelief: "Lock Longjing? ”

"It should be the original lock dragon well, and the hill is where the tunnel is located." Mo Wuwen said that he walked towards the pavilion to see what was going on.

I saw that above the main entrance of the new pavilion, there was a golden nan wood plaque with the three big characters of "Locking Dragon Well", and there was really a well closed by bricks and stones in the pavilion.

"But this, this, what plane is this?" Xu Ye thought to himself, they should enter the Qiankun again, and they didn't know where they had crossed.

"I don't know, Brother Xu. At dawn we went to the neighborhood and asked people. "I don't know how many times I have fallen into the world, and I don't know how many times I have crossed into the gray world, and I have long been accustomed to it. Mo Wuwen simply opened the bag, took out a can of beer from it, and said to Xu Ye, "Brother Xu, go on." As long as you're done drinking, nothing matters! ”

Xu Ye smiled bitterly, took the beer, drank it, and said, "Drink, drink, after drinking, I don't know if there will be a woman who will take a fancy to me in this time and space tomorrow." ”

"If a princess takes a fancy to you, it doesn't have to be, Brother Xu."

"Hey, don't make fun of you Brother Xu. Brother is a family from all over the world, how can he be trapped by the love of his children? ”

"Haha, hard mouth. Brother Xu, you rest for a while, I'll keep watch for the long night. I'm a person who has served Pantianzhu in the Gray Realm, and every time I enter the Qiankun Movement, I feel that my physical condition is different from usual, and I don't get tired easily. ”

"Well, then I'll squint. I'm a little tired. Xu Ye, who was tired after rowing for a long time, leaned on the pavilion sill and closed his eyes to recuperate, and fell asleep in less than three seconds.

The sky gradually turned red, and the morning glow stained the sky at the end of the field. In the distance, the village where the smoke rose faintly heard the sound of chickens and dogs barking, and at the end of the day, he pushed the shoulder of the sleeping Xu Ye, "Brother Xu, wake up." Let's go to the village and have a look, maybe there will be a girl waiting for you. ”

Mo Wuwen and Xu Ye walked along the field path planted with barley in the direction of the village, attracting the attention of the people in the village in the quiet early morning. Tuk tuk tuk, some villagers rode horses from the village and rushed towards them.

Huh~~, when the people came to see Mo Wuwen, they looked at them in surprise and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Mo Wuwen was also stunned when he saw the strong man on the tall horse, and saw that the person who came was wrapped in a sheepskin robe and tied with a wool belt around his waist. He has a wide face, a wide nose, a rough and bold appearance, a dark complexion, and a few small braids in his hair. Mo Wuwen thought to himself what kind of ethnic minority this should be, so he replied to the strong man's words: "We are Han people, and we are lost here." What is this place? ”

Xu Ye also looked at the strong man, and quietly said to Mo Wuwen, "Looking at his appearance, he may be a Tubo person." ”

The strong man's slightly puzzled eyes continued to look at Mo Wuwen, and after hesitating for a moment, he lowered his tone and asked, "You, are you the Heavenly Master?" ”

"Who are you?"

"I'm Duojin, Heavenly Master, why did you forget me?" As he spoke, Dojin turned over and dismounted and walked towards the end of the world, for him, the person in front of him looked exactly the same as the Heavenly Master, but his demeanor and demeanor were a little different.

"Heavenly Master, he had an illness and lost his memory. This time, I accompanied the Celestial Master to lock the dragon well to find his memories of the past. Xu Ye had an idea to come up with the best reason.

"Oh oh oh, it's really a heavenly master." Duo Jin has a straightforward personality, but he didn't think much about it, so he believed Xu Ye's words.

Xu Ye, who has lived in the northwest for a long time, still has research on the history and culture of the northwest, and at this time he thought to himself, "The Heavenly Master is a person from the Northern Song Dynasty, so we should have traveled to the Northern Song Dynasty, and the Xichuan area during the Northern Song Dynasty was the sphere of influence of Qingtang City." ”

So Xu Ye asked Duojin to confirm his judgment, "Duojin, a good name." The Tibetan word means to be strong, and your person is as strong as your name. Oh yes. Duojin, how many miles is this from Qingtang City? ”

"A hundred miles away, not far. What are you going to Qingtang City for? ”

"Let's go to Qingtang City to find a caravan and return to the Central Plains." Mo Wuwen also continued to arrange the story.

"Heavenly Master, it's not easy for you to go back to the Central Plains? Let Dong Yu Zampu send someone to send you back. ”

"Who is Dong Yu Zampu?" Mo Wuwen thought to himself, he didn't know who it was, so he simply kept silent.

"Don't bother Zamp with this little thing." Xu Ye knew that Zampu was the king of the Tibetan people.

"How can you say that, the Heavenly Master is the benefactor of our country. If it weren't for the Celestial Master to hold the underground river, all of this would have been submerged in front of us. Celestial Master, you ride your horse to the village first. Dorkin handed the reins of the horse to Mo, and then handed it to Mo, and then handed it to Mowuwen.

"Drum Temple?" At the end of the day, he didn't hear what Dorkin's meant.

The state of Tsongkha, also known as the "Tsongkha State", was a regime established by the Tubo people in the city of Qingtang. Xu Ye whispered in Mo Wuwen's ear.

"Dokin, you lead the way on horseback, let's go to the village to see everyone." Mo Wuwen thought to himself, even though Duojin thought that he was a Heavenly Master, it was better to use this identity to learn about the Heavenly Master, and maybe he could get the secret of the green jade pendant from it.

There are some tents made of cow felt that are very resistant to cold in the villages, and there are also flat-roofed houses built in a stepped shape according to the terrain of the hills. Seeing that Duojin took people back to the village, the villagers didn't ask who it was, but came out with barley wine to greet "guests from afar, come and drink a bowl of our chattering wine." ”

There were also people in the crowd who recognized Mo Wuwen and shouted in surprise, "Heavenly Master, Heavenly Master is back!" ”

"Everyone take out all the delicious food and drink, and today we will carnival for the Heavenly Master." Dorkin's uncontrollable joy overflowed his face.

The villagers immediately brought out all kinds of cakes, dried fruits, pickled vegetables, and salted butter tea on the wooden table. What was strange to the end was that there was a food bowl on the table, so he asked the knowledgeable Xu Ye, "What is that?" ”

The original Tubo people did not have a bowl but kneaded the prepared fried noodles into a "bowl", and then put the cheese and meat soup in it, and ate it all together with the "bowl" and cheese when eating. ”

"And they're going to eat these things?" Mo Wuwen saw that the "bowl" was so big, and thought to himself, how could one person finish it.

"The Tibetan people mainly eat grain, milk, beef and mutton, and do not eat donkey meat and horse meat, but they especially like to eat beef. However, the most representative food of the Tibetan people is still tsampa, which is a food made of fried noodles with barley mixed with ghee. Xu Ye pointed to the plate of food that the villagers had just served.

"Brother Xu, what kind of wine is this. Tastes good. Mo Wuwen wiped the corners of his mouth and said.

"This is barley wine, the degree is not high, and it has the effect of quenching thirst and refreshing. Every time there is a sacrifice, the Tibetan people have to spare tsamba and barley wine. It seems that they really regard you as a celestial master, a guest of honor of the Tibetan people. Xu Yecheng didn't pay attention to the end of the whisper.

During the banquet, Duojin couldn't stop toasting Mo Wuwen and Xu Ye, and everyone drank to their heart's content. The drums rang out, and the rhythm was steady and slow. I couldn't hold back the joy in my heart, Dorking stepped forward to dance, but I didn't expect the sturdy Dorking to dance so harmoniously and smoothly, and his hands stretched out like eagles soaring in the blue sky.

The women with braided hair also came out of the tents one after another to watch, cheering and shouting, "More gold, more gold, more gold." ”

Singing, dancing, eating meat, drinking, and a joyful atmosphere until the sun goes down.