"Old Mu, what kind of ...... are you doing" The fat man grew his mouth in surprise, didn't he warn that this box could not be opened? Those who open it will be cursed with viciousness! But Mu Xichen made a silent gesture, he held his breath and his two palms had touched the box, a piercing coldness, and when the top lid was slowly opened, it seemed that this cover was not a lid, but a small piece of stone weighing thousands of catties. Mu Xichen struggled several times before lifting it up, he remembered that this box had been opened before, and it was not difficult to open. Now it's getting heavier and heavier.

I feel fortunate that Mu Xichen has done an absolutely important thing before this, if I don't open it now, maybe I won't be able to open it in the future.

The fat man had never looked at the inside of the box, but he saw that the dust had been grinding for a long time, and finally opened it, and the inside of the box was perfectly displayed in front of the two. The fat man shushed, how dare he look at these things, Mu Xichen will become like that when he touches it, if he looks at it with his eyes, will he also be poisoned?

Mu Xichen didn't pay attention to the fat man's facial expressions, he concentrated on his own business. The parchment was still lying quietly in it, and the black pendant that had not yet had time to be taken out, and to his astonishment, the pendant seemed to become even brighter, and a layer of light shone on the black surface.

And the worn-out but carefully protected parchment was what he wanted to know the most. Mu Xichen gritted his teeth fiercely, almost making a gurgling sound. Anyway, the left hand is already useless, and it should still look the same when I touch the sheepskin again...... He comforted himself, and his instinct told him to take a look at the sheepskin. Thinking that his left hand had already stretched out, he touched the golden silk thread that was imprisoned in the sheepskin, and his hand unconsciously slid down the gold thread, which was really plated with pure gold!

The gold thread was thin and smooth, and he found the tail and gently hooked it, and the parchment was perfectly spread out in front of him. But Chenzi's expression stiffened, and the fat man saw his expression, but he still held back his curiosity and never looked at it.

The ancient parchment scroll was supposed to contain some important words, otherwise why would it be so well preserved? But in the eyes of the dust, there is not a word.

He sighed, the tension in his heart that had turned to a negative number.

"How can this be ......"

"Not a word."

He was unwilling to touch the paper with his hand over and over again, giving him an aura of vicissitudes and ancient mysteries that contained thousands of years in the world, but no matter what he did, it was in vain.

"How can it not be a word?" The fat man wondered, he clearly remembered that something must have been written on the parchment, and he had seen his grandfather watch it with water, or in the night sunlight, so that the vanished handwriting would come back to his eyes. He said, "Lao Mu, why don't you try water?" ”

Mu Xichen raised his head and stared at the fat man for a while, and his heart was furious. Chenzi's lips squirmed slightly, "Maybe you can ......" He went to take a glass of white water, but he was afraid that if he destroyed the sheepskin, it would be worth the loss, so he carefully dripped a drop in the corner, and a puff of black smoke went up, rising a meter or two before slowly diluting it. This sudden situation made the two of them jump, how could this thing happen when it touched the water?! Or is there some unknown chemical added to the paper?

"Water doesn't work at all!" Chenzi propped up his head with his right hand with a headache, and knocked rhythmically on the table with his left hand. "Da, da, da......"

"I understand, this should be the blood stamp paper that my grandfather mentioned to me when he was a child, this kind of paper has been recorded in ancient books, legend has it that during the reign of King Wen of Zhou, there was a rare drought, and there was no harvest in five years, and the people complained of misery, King Wen of Zhou was helpless, and tried all the power of the court to find a way to crack it, but it has never been found.

Later, King Wen of Zhou couldn't bear to see his people starve to death in the wilderness, so he decided to open an altar to worship his ancestors, ask the gods how to solve the problem, and summoned all the capable people and strangers in the heavens at that time... On the day of the opening of the altar, a blood-red aurora suddenly flashed in the sky, a meteorite fell from it, directly shooting the East China Sea, the moment it fell, the tide of the East China Sea soared, the water splashed into the sky, accompanied by the sky full of splashes, a trace of red light shot out of it, and flew to the place where the altar was opened, this blood light pointed directly at King Wen of Zhou, everyone was shocked, thinking that it was an ominous omen, this blood light suddenly shot into the body of King Wen of Zhou, King Wen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the red light flashed in the sky instantly, and then a bewitching red thunder appeared, accompanied by thunder, the sky seemed to cry, Dripping blood-colored rain, the moment the rain landed, turned into rice, the drought ended, and then there was a mouthful of blood of King Wen, and the world was full of tears. Then, King Wen fell seriously ill, and it is rumored that he saw a yellowed paper in his sleep, which had the principle of governing the world, but these could not be verified, because King Wen died inexplicably after three months of serious illness, no one knew what happened, and this paper did not know where it went, but it was named by later generations in honor of King Wen - blood-printed paper......"

felt that there was indeed some truth in this, and after thinking about it a few times, Mu Xichen suddenly slammed the table and stood up. "Let's go! Go to the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang! "There must be some great secret hidden in this parchment, it's not that nothing is written, and if you can see it, one day you will dig up all the secrets on this parchment.

"I'll leave as soon as I pack my things!" He Fatzi ran under his bed and lay down to pick up something. After a while, he pulled out a delicate cowhide bag that could hold a person, and it was bulging with things.

"It's ......"

He Fatzi patted his chest proudly, "This master knows that you will go, so he has already packed up and waited for departure!" ”

Mu Xichen hooked the corners of his mouth, took out the pendant in the box, only put the parchment inside, and stuffed it to the fat man. With his hands in his trouser belts, the sun shone into the door, and the outside world was shining. Unknown birds chirp beautiful songs, looking out the window at the scenery, this fairytale color......

The sky, still intoxicating blue, as if nothing had happened......

This is a spring day with a good sun, the soft breeze, the warm sunshine, and the new green blooming on the branches, all of which make people feel a kind of vigorous vitality, and the vast field is also like a light green carpet, as far as the eye can see.

"It's the right weather to go...... Let's go now, go without scruples. With that, Dust strode out. The fat man staggered behind him with a big, heavy bag on his back. "Lao Mu is waiting for me!"

They all know that since they have decided to set off, they will have to face all kinds of difficulties and tests. When they leave this school, they have no place to live, no food. They don't have money, so everything needs to be solved by their own witty minds and strong hands-on ability. Now Chenzi is just an ordinary high school student, and his road is still long, maybe rugged or smooth. But he sticks to his beliefs and has his own ideals, so he has not given up for 16 years, and now he is finally on the "right path", will he work harder, whether it is on the knife mountain or under the sea of fire.