Chapter 78: The Human Chrysalis
I can see it so clearly, mainly because the tree is not too tall, and it grows horizontally, like a big spider grasping the ground.
The position of the coffin seems to be deliberately placed in front of people's eyes, and when you raise your head, you will see it.
Although I am curious, I have no habit of digging people's ancestral graves, and such a huge tree burial tomb must be the eternal sleep of a certain respected ancestor on the mountain.
I'm here to look for Wu Late Night.
It is necessary to clarify the purpose and distinguish priorities.
I called Wu Yeshen again, and it was still very smooth to get through, and I heard Wu Yeshen's shy voice on the other end of the phone say, "Are you coming?" If I don't come, I'm leaving. ”
His voice and tone made me feel like a lonely and autistic child.
I asked, "Can you be clear, how big are the trees you see, how big are the birds' nests?"
Wu Yeshen said: "The bird's nest is gone, and it was brought down by a senior just now......"
"Damn!"
I scolded and hung up.
I've run out of patience after being tossed by him for so long.
The kid was clearly teasing me, he didn't want to see me at all, and his naturally gentle tone deceived me.
But there really is a huge tree and a huge bird's nest here.
I still knew where it was, and I stupidly climbed over the wall to get out of the hunting area, risking my life to burrow into this dark, damp hollow.
In the end, the nest was broken......
I'll go to his uncle's.
Maddened.
In the final analysis, it's all Xun Qianling's harm!
I kicked the tree in frustration and said angrily, "Who made you grow so big? Who made you make a coffin so much like a bird's nest? Who...... I grass! ”
As he spoke, he was startled.
The big tree was kicked twice by me, and the second kick directly kicked out a hole!!
The trunk of the tree was as fragile as papier-mâché, and it sank to the knee with one foot, and the sweatpants were looser, the trouser legs were rolled up, and the pieces of broken wood scraped against the bare legs, which was particularly painful.
I pulled out my leg in pain, and there were red marks on my leg, and I was slightly injured.
The hole in the tree that I kicked out looked like it had been cut through by hand, and then sealed with similar pieces of wood, and because the trunk was covered with parasitic plants, there was no trace of the closure after many years.
If I hadn't kicked it, I am afraid that no one would have found a hole in the trunk of the tree in the next life.
The key thing is that such a thick tree, such a small hole, was kicked by me impartially, and I think I can touch the prize with my foot in the future.
But then again, since someone is digging a hole in a tree, there must be some treasure hidden in it.
I might have actually touched the prize.
I picked up a branch and pounded it into the hollow, but I felt that there was nothing, and there was not much space, like a woodpecker's nest.
The thought of the woodpecker's nest makes my heart tremble, recalling a tragedy from my childhood.
When I was a child, my friends in the village often formed teams to go into the woods and dig birds' nests in the trees.
That summer, I was playing in the woods with a few classmates and saw a woodpecker's nest, which was not very easy to climb in the middle of the tree trunk.
The trunk was bare, and I slid down halfway through the climb, but I didn't make it.
A classmate climbed up, poked his head into the woodpecker's nest, looked at it, screamed, and when he opened his mouth, a small green snake sprang out of the woodpecker's nest and went directly into his mouth.
The classmate fell from a tall tree and fell into the grass and fainted.
He won't die if he falls, but there is a little green snake in his belly, and he vomited blood before he got out of the woods, and he ran out of breath when he got out of the woods.
It is said that by the time it was sent to the hospital, the snake had already entered the intestines from the stomach, and then bit through the intestines and drilled into the abdominal cavity, and was still alive!
This incident had a huge shadow over my childhood, and I have not been digging a bird's nest since.
At this moment, the tree hole in front of me makes me feel empty.
However, having a psychological shadow does not mean that I am afraid, and after calming down a little, I slowly reached out, unconsciously closed my mouth, and felt into the tree hole.
I've tried it with a branch before, but there are no soft creatures in it, and there are no traps, so I'm not worried about taking physical damage.
I touched it and felt a box at the bottom.
Take it out and take a look, it excites me, and sure enough, there is a baby!
The square sandalwood box, about the size of the palm of the hand, is exquisitely made, inlaid with gold edges, inlaid with jewels, and carved with hair-thin textured patterns on the four walls, exuding a strong historical atmosphere.
Although I don't know about antiquities, I can tell that this box is not a modern product.
A single box is so luxurious, and the contents are not a rarity!
I couldn't be more excited.
Nothing was opened.
Depend on......
The box is empty, there is not even a hair, who is so lacking in virtue, hiding an empty box so hidden, it makes people happy.
Although this box can be worth a lot of money, I don't need it, I don't care about that.
I thought there was some rare treasure in the box, and I could take it back to show off in front of my beauty, and if she wanted it, she had to give me a favor.
As a result, the ideal is plump and the reality is skinny.
If I take a broken box back, I'm afraid that my little beauty won't even look at it, and the pampered eldest lady is not uncommon with this thing.
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