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Could it be that this is really the ancestor of the Chinese nation, Fuxi? I couldn't help but feel a little confused, it was incredible, but I had to convince myself that it was all true.

The fat man stroked the sarcophagus and sighed: "My God, this is the Fuxi sarcophagus? I guess we can't move it, and my brother doesn't want to move it. But how do we understand what's underneath it? But it's also too risky to move. ”

The stuffy oil bottle just silently observed the sarcophagus and the surrounding ground, and touched it with those two oddly long fingers.

The fat man seemed to think of something, a little excited, but a little hesitant, and said with a wicked smile: "Hehe, I have thought of a way." ”

I said dismissively, "What bad idea can you come up with?!" ”

Fatty: "No, I really had a bad idea, you don't want to listen to me." Let's make a hole from the side! It's been a long time since I've done this job. ”

I laughed angrily, I really wanted to touch the fat man's head on the ground and let him know how powerful this gossip platform was. Seeing that the stuffy oil bottle was not strictly forbidden, the fat man actually took out a folding sapper shovel, opened it and slammed it on the ground. As a result, sparks splashed, the fat man screamed, the tiger's mouth in his right hand was shocked red, and there was not even a decent trace on the gossip platform. The fat man shouted unconvinced: "His grandmother's, I still don't believe it!" He was about to do it again when he heard the bottle say, "You can't touch it." "No wonder the little brother in front didn't object to the fat man Hu Lai, because he knew that there would be no result, and now he is kind enough to persuade him, which is very face-saving.

Now the fat man and I really can't think of any way, bored walking around there, in a hurry. After a long time, I noticed that the stuffy oil bottle had been in one place for a long time, and he suddenly called us over. The fat man and I immediately ran up behind him, and he pointed to a place on the ground next to the sarcophagus and asked, "Which of you knows this symbol?" ”

I was a little bit puzzled by the fat man, what, nothing? I crouched down a little bit and leaned closer to the stuffy oil bottle, only to notice a very faint mark on the ground. It looked like a tree branch, but it was in the shape of a harpoon, and the fat man also saw it, and shook his head to indicate that he hadn't seen it. I was suddenly startled, remembering that although I had never seen this mark, I should have seen something similar, and this thing should be very huge, that bronze tree, that Qinling Divine Tree. I hesitated: "Could it be that this mark refers to the Qinling Divine Tree?" ”

Apparently neither the fat man nor the stuffy oil bottle had ever seen the bronze tree, and asked me in surprise. The fat man shouted: "Damn, you kid even has a little secret, my brother and I don't know, when did you go and steal a fat bucket by yourself?!" "The stuffy oil bottle is also staring at me like never before, waiting for my next step. So I told them all about the process before and after I went to find the ancient altar in the depths of the Qinling Mountains, and then found the bronze tree, as well as all the encounters.

The stuffy oil bottle only nodded slightly, but the fat man kept praising the magical function of the bronze divine tree with envy, saying that I was hiding it. He also said that he must let me copy a cloud for him again, and in the end he was begging me with a handful of snot and tears, and at first I persuaded him not to live in a dream of falsehood, but then I had to say: "Okay, since you insist on this, even if you are a brother, you will make a wife even if you have amnesia!" The fat man is very grateful, it seems that he still hasn't forgotten, as long as there is a chance, the feelings will burst out.

To get back to the point, even if the mark next to the Fuxi sarcophagus represents the Qinling Sacred Tree, what does this mean for eradicating the earth's yin? The stuffy oil bottle thought for a while and said to me: "Judging from the location and pointing of this mark, the Qinling Divine Tree you mentioned must be related to the Great Dragon Vein Earth Yin, and I must go there as soon as possible." Because in the past hundred years, not only has the concentration of that light cloud become lighter, but even its position has also become higher. ”

I was surprised: "Ah! It turned out that the guarding role of the Fuxi sarcophagus began to slowly decrease! No wonder you, the last Qiling of the Zhang family, have to start asking for help and are willing to take us to the gossip platform. ”

The stuffy oil bottle said to me: "Wu Xie, you lead the way, let's leave immediately." ”

Naturally, I agreed.

The fat man asked a very realistic question: "But little brother, if you go to the Qinling Divine Tree in person, what should you do here, don't you need to guard it?" ”

The stuffy oil bottle had obviously thought about it for a long time, and said directly: "You are here." ”

When the fat man heard this, he jumped up excitedly, "What? You want me to stay alone in this place where birds don't! Don't talk about the birds that fade out of your mouth, I can't deal with another Wannu King, this time I didn't bring a machine gun! ”

To be honest, I'm a little uneasy about leaving the fat man here alone. On the one hand, I am worried about his safety, but the main thing is that the fat man loves to be lively more than me.

The stuffy oil bottle said: "There will be no resurrection of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves in the near future, and this ancient knife on my body will be left to you." ”

The fat man said with a bitter face: "Oh, it seems that this is an ironclad thing, okay, I'll let it go." But it's not safe over there in the Qinling Sacred Tree, so you might as well keep this knife for yourself, little brother! ”

Stuffy oil bottle: "I still have a handful outside, but unfortunately it's not black gold." ”

The fat man touched his waist and said, "I have a dagger of black gold, and I originally wanted to give it to you, but now let me use it for a few more days!" ”

"It's fine." The stuffy oil bottle put the ancient knife on the ground, and it seemed that it was about to set off. I said to the fat man, "Fat man, don't worry, we will come back as soon as possible." ”

The fat man took my hand and said, "Innocent, you must go and come back quickly, I'll wait here!" And don't forget to recreate the clouds, ah! ”

I solemnly replied, "Yes! ”

Then, under the reluctant gaze of the fat man, the stuffy oil bottle dragged me into the solid space called "chaotic qi", and the darkness and suffocation immediately attacked me like a gel.

Dragged by the stuffy oil bottle, I only needed two breaths to quickly pass through the solid space, and I didn't even bring a gas mask, but I felt a faint pain in my face.

Before arriving at the bronze gate, the stuffy oil bottle also went to the coffins of the dozen or so slave kings to check and confirm that there was nothing unusual before coming to the bronze gate. My ghost seal was left to the fat man, so it would be good for him to have more peace of mind. The stuffy oil bottle let go of me, but did not take out the ghost seal, but made some strange movements in the darkness, which I could not see clearly, and then the faint sound of water turned into the melodious sound of antlers, and the bronze door slowly opened in a violent vibration.

Out of the bronze gate, we ran to the cave to get out of the crack. But after a moment of walking through the hole leading to the exit of the crack, I stopped, "Stuffy Bottle." "No one paid any attention to me. I looked back and was dizzy! Why did he disappear again?! What a profession! Why don't I disappear him here for a while?! I was so depressed that I cried out, "Stuffy oil bottle! ”

But this time, someone ignored me, "Don't scream, I'm here." "I turned my head back, and the bottle of stuffy oil appeared in front of me! I asked, "Where have you been?" Unexpectedly, he replied, "Go next door and get something." "Then I realized that there was an extra ancient knife on his back, the same one that was left for the fat man.

In fact, after coming out of the crack in the mountain this time, the journey was quite difficult, because the wind and snow were still very strong, but the stuffy oil bottle did not bring any provisions, and I only had half of the time I came. It seems that he didn't plan to come out again, but now he has a reason to come out.

Luckily, there was no strong snowstorm and we made it to the village a few days later. Along the way, I asked the stuffy oil bottle, do you want to clip the lama this time, and find more helpers? The stuffy oil bottle didn't answer directly, but said, "Save time." So I didn't go to Zhangluojia Lama, but got on the train to Xi'an all the way. Now I am also a little bit of face and doorway, such as the ancient knife of the stuffy oil bottle, which has been shipped to Xi'an separately.

Along the way, I quieted down with the stuffy oil bottle and asked the same question. That is, there should not have been a bronze manufacturing process in the Fuxi era, how could it be possible to make something as huge as a bronze tree and a bronze door.