Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Tree of the Heavenly Gods
According to Old Man Liu's statement, it is speculated that in a few hundred years or even less, the tombs of the ancients will be slowly dug up, and the trade of tomb robbers is estimated to be extinguished, after all, even if the number of tombs is more, it is also a quantity, and after a long time, this kind of business will slowly disappear in the long river of history after the dragon carver.
Looking at our somewhat stunned expressions, Old Man Liu seemed to be very satisfied, patted the dust on his body and stood up, "The story is over, let's continue to do things." ”
I gently pulled the corner of Weizi's clothes and whispered, "Do you believe what he said?" I feel a little unreliable, these are all things that he deduced from the literature and imagined together. Don't take it seriously, if this kind of business really exists, it will definitely leave some clues, and there is no need to think about it. ”
Weizi seemed to have just experienced some kind of fierce exercise, his face flushed, and he came back to his senses with a satisfied expression, and said: "Anything that once existed, there must be controversy, of course I won't believe it all, you don't need to remind me of this, but the chisel left by your grandfather is also a strong evidence, isn't it?" ”
Yes, this is indeed a strong evidence, maybe grandpa is really the kind of declining craftsman that Old Man Liu said, then grandma must know a little bit of the specific situation.
Inadvertently, I saw a strange look in Meng Jian's eyes, staring closely at the carved dragon chisel in Old Man Liu's hand, as if he felt that someone was looking at him, and then met my eyes, and read some emotions from that look, or greed, or accident, and even a trace of killing intent.
Meng Jian's expression seemed a little strange.
I am secretly vigilant mentally, and now the relationship between the team is gradually showing intricate hidden dangers, Hu Yang can't speak, he can't write, he can only express his emotions, he has a deep resentment against Old Man Liu, Long Wu, and Dai Na. Weizi has a somewhat unstable position as soon as he encounters unknown knowledge, Dong Bing is easy to be driven by emotions, and Dabao needless to say, he can only help occasionally if he can do so, provided that the Dingfeng Monkey has combat power.
I feel a little powerless and can't hold it down.
While I was thinking wildly, as Lei Hong smashed the butt of the gun and slammed a hammer on the carved dragon chisel, the embossed dragon head clicked, and when the second pupil slowly rose, I came back to my senses in a trance, and everyone held my breath and waited for the dragon gate to open, imagining what the scene behind the door would be like in my mind.
Is it a dream-like fairyland on earth, or a Shura hell with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood?
When the sound of the mechanism stopped, the next moment everyone, including me, was sweating nervously in the palms of the weapons, and all eyes were focused on the dragon gate, but there was no movement after half a ring, and there was no movement at all. We looked at each other, and Old Man Liu walked over to touch the relief, pondering.
"I've heard of the squib, and I've seen the dumb door this time." Dong Bing laughed, "I was nervous and almost became nervous, and I was released by a door, which is really funny." ”
Weizi was not in the mood to answer his words, frowning and observing the relief on the door back and forth, and said to himself: "Strange, since the mechanism has been opened, why hasn't the door been opened yet?" Is there something missing? ”
Old man Liu hurriedly turned in a circle in place with his hands behind his back, shouting vigorously is unreasonable, obviously this dragon gate has no pupils, it is the meaning of the finishing touch, now that the eyes are pointed, why not open it yet? Do you have to trap us?
The finishing touch, the finishing touch.
Fly?
Suddenly there was a lightning bolt in my head, the door was going to open, the dragon had to fly away, so the way to open it should be in the word 'fly', but how to make a dragon in stone relief fly away was a big problem. So I told them this idea, Weizi's eyes lit up, patted his head and said, "This word doesn't have to be a verb, it can also be used as an adjective, it only needs to be a metaphor for flying away." ”
Dina said: "Huang Shilang, you are dreaming, this is a stone, not a person, who do we make these things to show to whom?" Could it be that this stone will look at it and then open the door for us to pass? ”
What this woman said is not unreasonable, even if we make the implication of taking off, what is the point? Show it to the ghosts.
At this time, Dabao suddenly walked over, touched the stone in front of him in surprise, shook his big head and thought for a while, grinned, and said with a pair of big teeth: "It's for the stone, the stone used for this door is very similar to petpeter, and when it encounters high temperatures, it will emit choking white smoke, which is not the meaning of the dragon rising into the air and stepping on the clouds?" ”
"Are you sure?" Ryugo asked.
Dabao walked back to the Dingfeng Monkey and said with a smile: "Just try it, you won't know, anyway, I won't lose a piece of your meat." ”
Long Wu signaled to Lei Hong, took out a few packets of explosives in his backpack and opened them one by one, shook the gunpowder inside and piled it up under the stone door, and then put a few fire folds and flammable items on it.
The flames came and went quickly, and the place where they were piled up immediately blackened a lot, but the high temperature brought by the flames suddenly burned a small piece of the stone door red, and all the people waited for a while and sighed in disappointment, it seems that this method still does not work.
Just as everyone was discussing the method again, Dabao pointed at the dragon gate with wide eyes and exclaimed, "Look, there is smoke on the door, what I said is really right." ”
Everyone turned their heads and saw that the stone door began to reveal a trace of white smoke, at first very little, after a few minutes of white smoke began to float out of the surface of the stone door in large quantities, the smoke wrapped around the relief dragon on the door, the white smoke was like a cloud, the dragon opened its teeth and danced claws as if it had the meaning of taking off.
I only heard the squeak of the machine in the stone gate, and slowly moved to the left and right sides with heavy pushing and pulling, revealing the road, and everyone followed the slow opening of the stone gate and turned their eyes to the unknown opposite, and heard Dong Bing exclaim: ", it's such a big mountain." ”
Without his warning, we all noticed the shadow of a mountain so large that it seemed to loom in the clouds, as if it were looming in the sky, and I secretly wondered: Could it be that we have walked such a long distance, and it is less than a third of this palace on the clouds? It seems that the mountains far away in the sky are the whole?
In a panic, everyone crossed the perimeter and stepped into the dragon gate, the space was suddenly spacious, enough to accommodate a gymnasium, Weizi stared at the unreachable shadow with burning eyes and said, "That's not a mountain!" ”
His voice was not loud, but he could still hear it clearly in the silent atmosphere, everyone stopped and looked at him in shock, Weizi looked at the hazy shadow and said, "No, this is not a mountain, but a tree, a heavenly god tree." ”
"Look closely." He pointed to the shadow, which was so large that it was still half in the clouds, and said, "Don't you notice that the shadow has multiple branches, bent or downward or upward?" What are the round things like the fruit hanging down from the branches? ”
The worship of the sacred tree in China has a long history and has been passed down from generation to generation, and some can be heard in many stories. This is especially true in Fujian, Taiwan and other regions. But is the one far away in the sky really a sacred tree? And it's so huge, half of the tree is already deep into the clouds, and if we stand in front of it, it's not just the size of an ant.
Could it be that our final destination this time will be there? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Long Wu and Old Man Liu, maybe they knew everything here. But their faces are more ugly than anyone else's, is there anything else these two people have to hide?
After a while, the Dingfeng monkey suddenly nervously pulled the corner of Dabao's clothes, and pointed around anxiously and jumpingly, as if he saw something, I looked around and there was nothing abnormal, but I did not relax at all, because the animal's sense of crisis is much stronger than that of people, not to mention that this animal is not an ordinary animal.
"It's foggy."
Meng Jian said suddenly, I subconsciously looked at my feet, only to see that the faint mist had already overflowed the instep, a bad premonition enveloped my heart, and quickly said: "All close to me, back to back guard around." ”
As soon as the words fell, the thunder struck on a sunny day, which was deafening.
For a while, the clouds rose, and the sight was less than two meters.
PS: I wanted to do more.,It turned out that something went out again in the morning.,That's it for the holidays.,I hope you can understand.,It's good that the National Day doesn't go out.,Strive to end this volume within seven days.。
PS: What about recommended tickets? What about the tickets I want?
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