Chapter Thirty-Seven: Liquid Ink Jade
Hearing the words of the seventh master, I don't know what it feels like in my heart. In fact, after a year's time, I have a better understanding of the Seventh Master. This person really has a lot of secrets in his heart, and it is really helpless not to tell them until the critical moment.
I glanced at the time, it was already more than ten o'clock in the morning: "Seventh Master, let's go find the monster's lair now?" ”
The seventh master nodded: "That's right, if you and Miss Liang also saw such a pool, I think, there should be many such pools in the underground stone cave of Jinsu Mountain, the key is, why is the thing in it liquid?" Why didn't the dragon's blood ink jade form? ”
The seventh master's successive questions seem to be asking us, and it is more like asking himself.
The seventh master was about to leave, but I stretched out my hand to stop me again: "Seventh master, I still want to know, what is going on with these monsters?!" ”
I have known too many things in this year, such as the death of my father, the death of my grandfather, the death of Ge Wei, and the strange death of so many innocent people.
Therefore, I am now learning to be smart, and if I feel doubtful in my heart, it is better to ask them all in one mind, if they don't say that it is their business, if they do, I will understand it in my heart, so as not to be blind when I die.
The Seventh Master moved his lips, then shook his head again, walked over to the corpse of a monster lying on the side, and turned his hands over: "This kind of monster, I really haven't heard of it. The last time I came with Ge Wei and them, I only saw them a few times in the distance, and I thought it was a beast at the time, but it wasn't until I saw it in the past two days that I realized that it was a human being. If you look at the burr in the palm of this hand, as far as I know, it will take at least 500 years for this physiological function to evolve, 500 years ago, it was the Ming Dynasty. ”
I was stunned, and now when I talk about the Ming Dynasty, I think of the Ming Qi Mansion in Jinan, not to mention, the old turtle of the Ming Qi Palace, gave me a dragon carved jade plate!
"If that's the case, it's very likely that these people were taken down during the Ming Dynasty." Liang Ruoyi muttered.
"Not necessarily." The seventh master was happy: "It was also possible before the Ming Dynasty." The point is that these people don't seem to have formed any national culture, so we have no way to find out. ”
That's right, to put it bluntly, these monsters are still human beings at the bottom, not so much monsters, but a minority living underground.
"Still have questions?" The Seventh Master looked at me with a grin.
I shook my head, "No, I just want to find out." ”
"Okay." The Seventh Master stretched out his hand and pointed to the path where the group of monsters left just now: "Let's go from this side, I didn't come here last time, but I can't find the location where Ge Wei fell last time, so we can only follow them." ”
There was no objection from everyone, but no one mentioned the matter of the cloth bag monk. I estimated that the seventh master knew in his heart, the last time he came, the Budai monk also had a share, and the old monk seemed to have no quarrel with the world, but in fact, he was the most cunning!
It was eleven o'clock, and now that the monsters knew about us, they didn't hide anything, and everyone turned on their flashlights and walked along the path.
This underground cave complex is extremely large, and a few of us have been here for two days, and we have not walked through a certain place repeatedly. However, judging from the stone wall, this place is indeed naturally formed, but I don't know what kind of process it will go through to form such a huge underground stone cave group!
After ten minutes, the road in front of us began to widen, and an inexplicable aroma began to fill the air. ”
The pig's mouth hurt, and as soon as he spoke, Liang Ruoyi on the side also nodded to the seventh master: "That's right, when Gu Rui and I passed by that red pool before, I smelled this aroma." ”
Hearing this, the seventh master stood up, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something: "I also have a familiar feeling of this aroma, but I'm sure I've never smelled it here......"
"Seventh Master!" The pig's head suddenly buzzed and said, "It seems to be, it seems to be a chemical substance in a special stone......"
This pig's head is not a person with a high level of education, and when this sentence came out of his mouth, I was stunned for a long time before I understood: "You mean a kind of stone?" ”
The seventh master seemed to be reminded by the pig's head's words, turned his head to look at me, and then looked at the pig's head: "What about the backpack?" ”
"Lost ......," the pig's head whispered to a child who had been wronged.
"Hmm." The seventh master nodded: "This, this, how to say it, I'm not an expert in this area, anyway, according to what I remember, this smell should come from a liquid stone, in fact, I prefer to call it a secretion of the mountain, like pine oil." I've encountered it in the volcanoes of Indonesia before, and that was many years ago. This kind of thing ......"
The seventh master stopped when he said this, his brows furrowed even tighter, and he paced two steps with a flashlight: "I know, if I guess correctly, the extinct volcano in Sumatra, India, should also be a stone similar to dragon blood ink jade." The liquid in that pool was not water at all, but the dragon's blood ink jade in its liquefied form! ”
These words stunned the three of us, and they looked at each other at the seventh master.
"That is to say, there must be a way to make these dragon blood ink jade in their liquefied form truly turn into jade!" The Seventh Master seemed to feel that his guess was correct, and his face was full of excitement: "And as long as it becomes a jade in a solid form, it will not change back to its liquefied form!" ”
"Temperature." Liang Ruoyi said in a low voice: "The best way to change the cured form to the liquefied form is to use the temperature. ”
"Eat, eat!" The seventh master smiled and asked us to sit down and rest first, and then we would settle the lunch.
It can be seen that the seventh master is indeed a little excited at this time, and the pig's head is also very excited, under the dim flashlight light, the faces of these two people are red.
This is understandable, a pool of dragon blood ink jade costs at least hundreds of catties, this amount of dragon blood ink jade, it is really a fortune......
"Temperature! That's right, temperature! The seventh master said while nibbling on bread: "In addition to temperature, there is another way, pressure, pressure!" However, looking at the situation here, neither of these two will change significantly in a short period of time, why did it happen on that day in the Tang Dynasty...... Mudslide?! ”
The seventh master stopped talking, eating bread and thinking about something.
I'm not so relaxed, I'm not interested in those dragon blood ink jade, I'm worried about those monsters now, if they really enter their lair later, there will be a fierce battle. Now think about it just now when the Seventh Master asked if the pig's head backpack was lost, probably to find those little black balls containing explosives!
Also, the cloth bag monk has not come yet; The people sent by Xu Zeming, except for the bodyguard brother who was a little back, no one else appeared.
All of this worries me.
After lunch, everyone rested for a while, and now it was a problem for the pig's head to even eat, so he crumpled the bread into pieces in his hand and sprinkled it into his mouth, and ate it into his stomach with saliva.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, there was a strange movement in the darkness, and I and the other three were all agitated, and then we could hear a sound of surprise, but because of the peculiar structure of this underground cavern, we couldn't be sure which direction the sound came from.
The seventh master stood up and looked around: "I estimate that it will be Xu Zeming's subordinates, we don't care, it is estimated that we can reach the lair of those monsters not far ahead, we will rush in while we are in chaos, everyone should pay attention to safety, and don't turn on the flashlight." ”
As he spoke, the seventh master took out the slender iron thorn from his backpack and held it in his hand, the pig's head on one side stood up scolding, and wrapped the narrow-bladed pig-killing knife around his wrist, Liang Ruoyi also pulled out the short blade, I shrugged, took out my dagger, shook it twice in front of my eyes, and extinguished the flashlight by the way.
After cleaning up, a group of four people followed the only path and hurried forward.