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I thought to myself that this is so weird, this statue makes me feel humbled in front of it, but how can it be in such a place? Could it be that those Yin soldiers have a hobby of cultivation in addition to going in and out of this gate every day?

The fat man smacked his lips: "Lao Tzu has gained a lot of knowledge this time, do you think this will be that thing?" ”

I asked, "What is it?" ”

The fat man said matter-of-factly: "Do you think, whether it is Qinling or Changbai Mountain, we all say that it is a dragon vein, since it is a dragon, there must be one, do you say this thing will be...... That's really big, and there's a statue growing out. ”

I knew that the fat man didn't have good words, but now I don't have time to argue with him, it seems that the back of the bronze door is not as mysterious as I imagined, so it is very likely that the stuffy oil bottle is still alive, after all, this is the earth, no matter how bad he eats for ten years, he can survive, right?

The fat man and I stepped onto the path in the cave and walked all the way forward. Strange times were terrible and quiet all the way, nothing happened. This makes me a little unaccustomed to it, you must know that I am famous for opening the "coffin will inevitably meet zongzi" physique, it stands to reason that walking here should be enough for us to die several times.

But the smooth one is a little creepy.

I don't know if the fat man noticed this, but my nerves were kept on high alert in case I made a trip to bite the gold halfway.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, I finally came to the other end. At the end of this road is actually a huge arch, and there are various patterns carved around it, and I took a closer look, and it is actually some mythological characters from ancient China. Most of them are eight immortals crossing the sea, nine heavens and goddesses.

Why would anyone carve such a pattern on such a hidden underground structure? Linking to the big Buddha I saw before, could it be that there really was a civilization here?

I was still studying those totems, and the fat man suddenly slapped me on the head, and this slap was not light, and my whole body hit the wall, and my head exploded. I turned to him and yelled, "Fatty, can you light it up?" ”

The fat man's eyes looked straight ahead, his face twitched, and he pointed to the front and asked, "Innocent, what do you think is that?" ”

I can't say it in my heart, if the fat man can show such an expression, something must be wrong, I looked in his direction and was stunned.

At the entrance of the arch, there is a round of white bones, which should be a man from the structural point of view.

But that didn't mean anything, and I rushed over and pulled up his left hand bone.

The index and middle fingers are exceptionally long.

My brain lost sensation in an instant, and the whole person sat on the ground, is this the corpse of the stuffy oil bottle? He's dead? Is the stuffy oil bottle dead? Is Zhang Qiling really dead? And he died so thoroughly and so decisively? I suddenly felt that I had lived in vain for ten years, and maybe I should have shot him in the first place, at least he would still be by my side in the last moments, instead of being alone in this dark place like this. I've always thought that the whole world is where the stuffy oil bottle is, and nothing is impossible for him. But we all seem to ignore that he is carrying too much.

I sat sullenly on the ground, and the fat man stopped talking.

I couldn't even shed tears, I just felt like my heart was broken. This feeling is the same as when I was in Zhangjia Gulou before, and I even felt hopeless. At that time, his heart was already mentally prepared for his death, and when he really saw him, he was still alive. It's like building a myth after despair in my heart and smashing it again.

I rubbed the corners of my eyes, stood up and said to the fat man, "Go back." ”

The fat man didn't say anything, and when he came up, he gave me a big-eared melon seed.

I was stunned and woke up yelling, "What the fuck are you going to do?!" ”

"Lao Tzu wants you to wake up!" The fat man roared, "The Wu Xie that Lao Tzu knows is not the kind of person who will give up just by looking at the surface!" How do you know this is the corpse of the little brother? There are so many fucking people in the Zhang family, how do you know that no ancestor of the Zhang family has been here? ”

I suddenly woke up, and my heart said what was wrong with me, and suddenly I became so shitty.

Then I squatted down and examined the body carefully, and then I found that the right hand bone of the corpse was intact. And the stuffy oil bottle broke his hand bone in order to save me. And the man was stabbed to death with a dagger, and the dagger that remained in the abdominal cavity was already too old to look good.

The stone in my heart fell heavily, this is not a stuffy oil bottle.

I don't know why I've become so abnormal, every time I come across anything related to the stuffy oil bottle, I feel a little different from myself, maybe it's because he's too different from ordinary people.

I looked at this big arch and remembered that he had walked the same way ten years ago, and I couldn't help but sigh at the wonder of fate.

I greeted the fat man and continued to walk inside.

No matter what the is inside, even if it will be destroyed as soon as you enter, Lao Tzu will not be afraid.

Because we are the Iron Triangle.

Behind the arch is a long mountain road, apparently carved out, not wide and with rough marks. After walking for a long time, I suddenly noticed a glimmer of light coming from in the distance.

There will be no sunlight or lights in this mountain, is it a stuffy oil bottle? I looked at the fat man and ran forward.

After running to the end, the fat man's jaws and I almost fell off.

What is it? The terracotta warriors and horses may not have such a scale, right?

The fat man and I are now standing in a cliff-like place, and when we look down from above, it is a complex of buildings with no end in sight. And the weirdest thing for us is that we see the lights and people.

How to describe the scale of this building, it is as if you were standing on the top of the Jin Mao Tower and looking at the whole of Shanghai.

There is no end in sight.

The fat man's eyes were straight, and his words were not good: "Naive, I think...... We're in trouble...... Did we come to the nest of zongzi? He pointed to the creatures below, "They...... What is it? ”

I also suddenly felt cold behind my back, what the hell is this? The nest of 10,000-year-old zongzi? Could it be that the Chinese New Year's Eve of the Zongzi Country is coming, and everyone gathers together at Genting Tiangong to watch the Spring Festival Gala? Won't the fat man and I die? It will be recorded in the annals of Zongzi country: On the xxth day of xx year and xx month, I was fortunate to get two human flesh, and I ate them and tasted good.

I get goosebumps just thinking about it, what about the stuffy oil bottle? Isn't it going to become a super dumpling? If he becomes a zongzi, won't his combat power directly empty the blood groove of me and the fat man?

But if you want to think about it, you still have to take a look, fortunately, with the experience of the last time, we brought a lot of black donkey hooves this time, according to the fat man's words, there is also a National Cellar 1573 Collector's Edition. Maybe you can have a drink with the rice dumplings?

I felt that my thinking was getting more and more abnormal, and I asked the fat man, "This height is not low, how can we go down?" ”

The fat man said, "How do I know?" Do you think it's like in "Mythology", it's all weightless here, and we can fly in the sky? ”

My heart said fuck you, can you imagine a group of zongzi flying and dancing in the sky?

I pulled out the rope I had prepared earlier from my backpack, which was the same as the one I used when I was in Qinling, it could be pulled extremely thin, but it was difficult to break.

I fastened one end to the cliff, then fastened the other end to my waist, asked the fat man to stabilize me, and then began to climb down the cliff.

After experiencing the rock climbing in Sichuan, such a thing has long been a problem.

When I got to the bottom, the fat man climbed down the rope as well. When we looked up and down, we thought it was clear at a glance, but when we came down, we realized that we didn't know the way at all. In particular, all the buildings are separated by bottomless cliffs and deep valleys, and the houses seem to be built on top of large rock pillars, and the divided ground is connected by small bridges. If it's clouds below, it becomes a fairyland, and if it's magma below, it's hell.

But the most conspicuous thing is the magical mountain town in the distance, where the buildings and the ground that is divided rise sharply, one by one, and the sides are like the cliffs of Huashan Mountain. The skybridges connect the rising pillars and buildings, and there are thin clouds in between, is this the real Genting Heavenly Palace?!