"Fucking bottles... Wringed out the clothes, Zhang Guozhong pondered desperately, now it seems that those bottles are not just as simple as "surrendering supplies", it is likely to have a lot to do with the cracking of the entire Eighteen Styls, Zhao Kuncheng's father is a descendant of the Zhao family, it is impossible not to know the power of the Eighteen Styls, if this person dares to go alone without getting the "stepping stone", it means that he has found a way to crack the Eighteen Styls at least theoretically, but something went wrong in actual operation. At this time, the so-called "stepping stone" on his hand is still unknown whether it will work after getting the national seal, and the safest way at the moment is to break the eighteen undertones to prevent future troubles, and so far, the only clue is the bottle of those disgusting people.

Putting on his wet clothes, Zhang Guozhong decided to go back to Zhao Kuncheng's father's corpse and carefully examine the bottles.

At the same time, outside Longtan.

Holding the compass, Lao Liu Tou found a towering tree, and the beating of the pointer seemed to be caused by this.

These eighteen miscellaneous books have not been recorded in the literature of famous and decent families, only some manuscripts of folk miscellaneous books have been handed down in the present world, and different miscellaneous books are described differently, and there are all kinds of things. At first, the over-reliance on the compass made Lao Liu Tou not take these eighteen mortals in his eyes, looking at the swing of the compass pointer, at best, it was similar to the thirty or fifty years of cultivating immortals, but just now he and Tai Ge and Song Kuan fell at the same time The scene made Lao Liu Tou have to be more careful.

Picking up the rotten fallen leaves, Lao Liu Tou found that the roots of the big tree stretched out here, and they were artificially cut off, and the ground outside the broken roots was very different from the surrounding land, and it was obviously passive.

"That's it... Old Liu Tou took off his backpack, took out a piece of dead jade, carefully placed it in front of the broken roots, and then gently dug it up in the soil with a dagger. According to Lao Liu Tou's thoughts, these eighteen immortals should be similar to the "Eight Immortals Bureau", and the most feasible way to solve it is to resolve grievances, first let the evil ghosts become wild ghosts, and then go beyond reincarnation. Therefore, we should first set up a "earth fire array" (this is a formation with red nitrate as raw material, the cost is very high, and it is difficult for the people to get this kind of thing, but Song Kuan is an expert of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and it didn't take much effort to ask the comrades of the Institute of Geology to ask for a big bottle, which is enough for more than a catty according to the amount, enough for more than a dozen earth fire arrays. "First force the evil ghost into the dead jade, and then put the dead jade in a peach box, and build a "ghost mound (like the clothed mound, the ghost mound is not the body of the deceased, but the soul)" far away from the pulse eye, if the evil ghost's resentment is too heavy, he will directly set up seven levels to trap it, and then repeatedly vent his grievances with the Fu Sutra, and at most one hour should become a wild ghost. And when the soul is overtaken and enters the reincarnation, the peach wood box and the dead jade can also be reused.

The thought was quite seamless, but the actual situation made Lao Liu Tou feel confused.

After a few clicks, he came across a hard erection thing, buried very shallowly, it seems that this is the vein eye in the eighteen undertones (the body of the "underworld"), digging a few deeper, the old Liu Tou found that he had dug up the leg bone, so he turned around, calculated the length and began to dig the other side, but the dagger just pierced the ground, and slammed into something hard, and the buried depth was shallower than the leg is not a little bit.

"It's weird... Could it be that this man was buried diagonally? And there is a burial? Old Liu Tou didn't know what was buried underneath, but the sound didn't look like a human skeleton, but like a ceramic or glassware.

"What the fuck is this?" Peeling off the rotten leaves, Lao Liu Tou found that it was a glass bottle. When I looked into the bottle with the flashlight, it seemed to be wrapped in a human ear.

Just when Lao Liu Tou was looking, he suddenly felt a gust of wind in front of him, and it was blowing very unnaturally.

"Who !!?" Lao Liu Tou is also a spirit, and when he shines forward with a flashlight, there is nothing. But the eye seemed to see the ears in the bottle move by themselves. This frightened Lao Liu Tou, and quickly buried the bottle again.

"Damn, don't touch your wicked thing... Set up my array first... "Old Liu Tou just wanted to dig down, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, it stands to reason that Zhao Mingchuan should have lived in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, that era, there should be no such glass bottle with good sealing, then the glass bottle next to this vein eye is likely to be put in by later generations.

Thinking of this, Lao Liu Tou, like Zhang Guozhong, immediately thought of Zhao Kuncheng and his father who never rebelled. But.... If according to Tagger's analysis, Zhao Kuncheng and his father didn't get the national seal, since they didn't get something, what is the use of putting this thing? At this moment, Lao Liu Tou stood up and didn't dare to continue digging, "Or have they already obtained the Heirloom Seal, and the Eighteen Immortal Ding has been broken?" That's not right, just now the old brother was knocked down without even saying a word, which means that this eighteen underworld is still Yu Wei, and if Zhao Kuncheng has already obtained the national seal, why did he do it with that stepping stone... The more Lao Liu thought about it, the more confused he became, and this bottle that popped out of thin air seemed to make all the original logical assumptions begin to contradict again.

Looking at the bouncing pointers on the compass, Lao Liu Tou could only open his eyes once, although he was not very good at it, but there was no other way at the moment.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes, Lao Liu Tou continued to take deep breaths to calm down, less than 20 minutes, sitting Lao Liu's legs were numb, this insight was barely opened, at this time I saw a dark gray mist concentrated in the position of the buried bottle just now, and the position of the buried body was not abnormal, it seems that the problem appeared on the bottle, and those gray mist did not seem to be the general evil ghosts, but like the breath emitted by a kind of immortal animal.

"Is it a beast?" Opening his eyes, Lao Liu Tou once again peeled off the floating soil on the bottle。。。。。

Picked up the bottle just now, took out the compass and approached the bottle, and found that the compass had a slight reaction. But if you are a little farther away, the reaction of the pointer will disappear, as if it is not a powerful thing, or rather, it is not harmful at all without going through the subordination technique.

After looking around the dry bones for a long time, Zhang Guozhong didn't make any new discoveries, so he simply put these four bottles into the bag.

Familiar with the route, Zhang Guozhong simply put on the compass and quickly returned to Bailonggou, "Damn, I have to go into the water again... Zhang Guozhong reluctantly swam across the ditch for the second time and walked upstream along the Bailong ditch from the opposite bank.

After walking for about half an hour, Zhang Guozhong looked up at the stars, took out his compass, and compared it with the mountain map accurately located by Song Kuan according to the ancient map photos, and determined the scope of the "temple" in an area about 30 meters square.

When he came to the tree, Zhang Guozhong was sure that it was a jujube tree, and in the past, in the countryside, many members of the club planted it in their own yards.

"Jujube trees?" Zhang Guozhong felt very strange, the jujube tree grows slowly, with the thickness of the jujube tree in front of him, it must be fifty or sixty years old, so many years of flowering and fruiting, there is not a single sapling under the tree, which shows that the seeds of the jujube tree cannot germinate naturally here, and what is even more strange is that this jujube tree looks like the domestic varieties planted in the yards of the members in the past, not like the wild varieties in the mountains.

"Could it be..." Zhang Guozhong carefully searched under the tree, and the only reasonable guess explanation for this jujube tree at this moment was that it was planted by Zhao Mingchuan or Zhao Kuncheng's father, and its purpose was likely to be the coordinates of the treasure land.

Sure enough, five or six steps away from the tree, Zhang Guozhong quickly noticed a big stone, from the outside, the volume is not small, but Zhang Guozhong used his hands to carry a competition, and he was able to move, it seems that the inside of the stone has been hollowed out.

Moving away the stone, I saw a black hole with a diameter of less than one meter, as if a well had been vertically passed, and it was illuminated with a flashlight, and there seemed to be water below, and a stone was thrown, Zhang Guozhong listened to the sound, and it didn't seem to be very deep.

took out a rope from his bag and tied it to the trunk of the jujube tree, Zhang Guozhong put the dagger in his mouth and slowly went down the hole along the rope.

The water in the cave is only up to the knees. Two feet on the ground, Zhang Guozhong with a flashlight to shine around, found that this is not an artificial cave, but similar to the Bashan treasure cave like the semi-natural, semi-artificial cave, the cave area is not very large, it is more than 30 square meters, the cave wall is natural on three sides, one side is artificially chiseled, in the center of the artificial chiseled cave wall, is a sitting statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva carved by the natural protrusion of the rock, the size is about the same as a real person, But it is not quite the same as the Guanyin statue enshrined in the temple: this Guanyin statue is not holding a jade bottle, but a jade box.

"Could it be this?" Zhang briefly observed the stone cave and found that there was nothing suspicious, but just in case, he still tied the rope around his waist and walked cautiously towards the jade box.

At this moment, outside Longtan.

Old Liu Tou was pondering when he suddenly heard a series of crisp gunshots in the distance.

"It's broken!" Old Liu Tou couldn't think about it, so he finally packed up his things and began to run back in three steps and two steps, and not long after he ran, he saw two flashlights swaying from not far away.

"Qin Ye... Is that you? Old Liu yelled.

"Liu... The person on the opposite side was obviously Qin Ge, and he shouted Liu Zi, and the flashlight suddenly flickered, and the glowing point fell to the ground at once, followed by a miserable scream and several gunshots.

"Master Qin! You hold on! "Old Liu Tou couldn't figure it out, why did Qin Ge and the others have an accident at this moment, could it have something to do with digging out the bottle by themselves? So why are you okay?。。。。。。