"There are some evil sects in this forest," Zhuo Xiong's first sentence after landing on the ground made the string in everyone's heart collapse suddenly. "We walked for less than half an hour, and we couldn't have advanced more than two kilometers at a speed, and the tree was so tall that I didn't see where our previous camp was when I climbed to the top of the tree, and there was a dense forest everywhere."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Xiong's face began to change again, his lips trembled slightly, and his tone changed to a chaotic rhythm: "Moreover, on the top of the tree, there is paper money everywhere, sprinkled all over the forest, and there is no end of paper money...... he gestured with his hand, adding: "There is such thick, no, such thick paper money!" ”

Cha Wenbin frowned and said, "What kind of paper money?" ”

"The round, white paper money that was sprinkled at the funeral, there were also yellow ingots, and there were also the kind of colorful anti-banknote paper money, all kinds of them, you see, I also grabbed a handful." As he spoke, Zhuo Xiong took it out of his trouser pocket, but when he took it out, it was clearly a handful of dead leaves.

Uncle Chang has been staring at Zhuo Xiong's pocket, and when he found out that it was a leaf, he was angry: "You decrepit boy, you joke about leaves, the timid will be scared to death by you." ”

Zhuo Xiong also looked at the leaves in his hand with a blank face, and explained to Cha Wenbin: "What I saw was obviously ......"

Chaozi glared at Uncle Chang, thinking to himself that you are an old boy stirring up trouble, wait for a chance to fix you, and comforted Zhuo Xiong: "It is estimated that I climbed too high and was a little dizzy, and I saw too much of the thing behind Brother Wen Bin, and I hallucinated due to lack of oxygen." ”

Cha Wenbin didn't want to catch up with the matter just after he went out, and comforted himself that it might be what Chaozi said, but at this time, a white flower thing floated down from the top of the tree, and as soon as Cha Wenbin looked up, the thing happened to cover his face.

Uncle Chang shouted: "Oh, you are making a big joke!" Hurriedly flashed behind Tang Yuanshan.

Cha Wenbin gently took it and took a look, it was a piece of paper money, imitating the plate style of copper coins, and the four big characters of "Heaven and Earth Tongbao" were written on it with bright red cinnabar, which was particularly conspicuous.

Chaozi whispered to Zhuo Xiong, "What the hell are you doing?" ”

Zhuo Xiong hurriedly argued: "It's not me, I saw this thing above, you should believe it this time?" ”

Cha Wenbin took the paper money, the color of the paper was very new, as if it had been cut not long ago, and it was the size of a dish. The paper money used by the dead man fell on the head of the living person, which is naturally not a good sign, Cha Wenbin gently took the paper money and did not throw it away, but folded it and put it in his Qiankun bag.

Tang Yuanshan is a member of the Luomen, not to mention that he is proficient in these things in the Daomen, at least he understands, and he is indispensable to deal with some psychic people, and he also asked cautiously: "Mr. Cha, is there a problem?" ”

Cha Wenbin showed a smile and said, "It has nothing to do with you, it's my own business." He turned to Zhuo Xiong and asked, "Have you figured out the directions?" ”

"No, I can't see the sun at all, and the clouds are overwhelming, as if it's going to rain."

Hearing this, Tang Yuanshan was anxious, if this was really buried in the place where the first ray of light of the autumn equinox shone according to the sketch, then if it was a rainy day, wouldn't it be bad, how could there be any light?

"You look at me." Cha Wenbin said to Zhuo Xiong: "Stare at my eyes, don't move anything, just stare at my eyes." ”

I saw that Zhuo Xiong's eyelids began to open and close one by one, and his body kept swaying back and forth slightly.

Cha Wenbin moved his steps slightly, and continued in his mouth: "Yes, just look at me like this, don't look at anything else, just look at my eyes." ”

Cha Wenbin's steps walked slowly, Zhuo Xiong also began to rotate with him, Chaozi found that the frequency of the two of them was almost the same, and with the reminder from Cha Wenbin's mouth, he walked faster and faster, and he had walked a whole circle with Zhuo Xiong as the center. The ring between the two facing each other continued, Zhuo Xiong's eyelids were almost closed, and his pupils were contracting violently. When Cha Wenbin took Zhuo Xiong around three times in the same place, he suddenly walked up to him without warning and slapped Zhuo Xiong in the air with his hands together.

With a "snap", Zhuo Xiong's body trembled, and the whole person woke up suddenly, and said to the advisor on the ground: "When did I come down?" ”

Chaozi looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Didn't I go up to see the directions? I remember I went up, how did I come down. ”

Cha Wenbin touched the big tree with his hand and said, "Chaozi, big mountain, help me peel off the bark half a meter above the ground." Mr. Tang, please help with your people as well. ”

The four big men were holding sharp daggers, and according to the approximate position of Cha Wenbin, a whole circle of bark about twenty centimeters wide was quickly peeled off. Cha Wenbin stared at the somewhat blackened tree trunk and looked around and said to Chaozi: "Dagger, insert it and try it." ”

"Good Ratcha!" Chaozi stabbed it with a knife after speaking, although his dagger was very sharp, but he never thought that it would be so easy to pierce this big tree, except that he could feel a little resistance at first, and the second half was completely like tying tofu, straight into the hilt.

Chaozi still thinks it's strange, what kind of tree species is this, and the term "strong outside and dry in the middle" is really appropriate. No, the next scene made him feel even more strange. A stream of red liquid began to overflow along the knife edge, forming a red silk thread, which was quite like a human wound dripping blood.

He was a brave man, and he put one foot against the trunk of the tree, and with one hand he took the dagger and pulled it out, and the red color suddenly spurted out of the wound the thickness of his fingers, and if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have splashed all over.

"Holy shit, what the hell!" Superson shouted.

Cha Wenbin squatted on the ground and dipped a drop of the red liquid on his fingers, then sniffed it with his nose and turned to Tang Yuanshan and said, "Maybe you know where the salt sellers are." ”

"You don't mean to say those people are sealed in trees, are you? But I didn't smell blood, but there was a fragrance. It turned out that Tang Yuanshan also did the same thing as Cha Wenbin, and he was also sniffing the red liquid.

"It smells good, it's worth a lot." As soon as he heard Cha Wenbin say that it was very valuable, Chaozi couldn't wait to pour all the water in the kettle to pick up the red liquid, but Cha Wenbin's next sentence made him give up this idea: "If it was in ancient times, only heaven and earth were worthy of enjoyment, this is the best gift that God can contribute, but it seems that this raw material is not top-notch, and the real one should be the body of a virgin." ”

Tang Yuanshan was also aroused, at least the red liquid didn't look so disgusting at the moment, "Mr. Cha is well-informed, and he would like to hear about it." ”

"This tree is called the oak tree, and it is also called the oak tree in our place, and its seeds can be used to make tofu, haven't you also eaten Chaozi?"

"That red tofu made by Grandma Wang at the head of the village is made from the seeds of this thing?" Chaozi misses that thing a little, it is somewhat similar to pig blood, but the taste is much more beautiful.

Cha Wenbin continued: "In the past, when there was not enough food to eat, we would pick up its seeds, and an oak tree could be peeled after ten years of growth, and then it could be picked once every four years, about two hundred years, and countless times in the next two hundred years. Originally, the bark was used to seal the top coffins, and the oak bark was one of the raw materials after it was mashed.

Later, it was discovered that the trunk of the oak tree has a more peculiar function, that is, it is used to hold the liquid no matter how long it will not **, and it will become pleasant.

Probably the king of the Xia Dynasty named Du Kang invented wine, the product of this grain essence was originally used to sacrifice to the gods, people did not understand the principle of drunkenness at first, thinking that that state was psychic, can produce hallucinations, so wine became a luxury enjoyment.

Brewing wine from grain was obviously not enough to show respect for the gods, so someone came up with the idea of using people to make wine. Take the living people to eat and drink for three months, find the fastest knife master to break the belly, it is said that as long as the knife is fast enough, the internal organs will not die completely when they are peeled off. The brewed wine is poured into the abdominal cavity and then stitched together to find an oak tree large enough that it is easily hollowed out and put people in it to ferment.

It is said that when you want to take this kind of human sake, you only need to pierce a hole, and the red liquid mixed with blood will overflow, just like Chaozi. The soul of a person who was alive before being sent to the trunk of the tree was sealed in the tree forever was a magic that appeared in ancient rituals, and it is said that Daji loved to drink this wine. ”

Chaozi spat on the ground and scolded: "I'll go, it's really fucking heavy, and I feel that this is the earliest oak barrel dry red?" ”

"You can understand it this way, blood and wine were the two most solemn liquids of the ancient priests, and it is understandable that they were mixed together. Zhuo Xiong was accidentally tricked just now, this tree already has the characteristics of a yin spirit, someone should have deliberately placed it here. ”

Tang Yuanshan said: "Sacrifice? It's just a salt road, and I haven't heard of any gods. ”

Cha Wenbin secretly pinched the paper money in the bag and said: "The sacrifice is not only for the gods, but also for the demons, or even a road." ”