"Is there any way to find the antidote?" Yuan Weichao asked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No one can answer his question, and these mysterious bottles and cans under the glittering firelight, revealing indescribable weirdness, all seem to reveal hideous faces, smiling and watching you die.

In order to save space, the cabinets can be placed in the middle of the room, leaving a corridor on both sides, he is putting all the cabinets around, leaving a large open space in the middle, and they save space by dividing the cabinets into two layers.

This may be the difference between the thinking habits and aesthetic standards of the next generation, and he arranges them in order so that he can't see how they are classified.

I walked through the cabinets, but I didn't find any special markings, not a single skull mark where it was poison.

We gathered together and shook our heads, saying we hadn't noticed.

Now it's a problem, I made a rough estimate of the hole, there are about six hundred jars, each jar is unmarked, (maybe it used to be marked, and after a long time, those signs may have disappeared.) How should this be done? Is it that every medicine in the bottle should be given to him to try? This is obviously unrealistic.

Zheng Feng's legs were rotten again, and the iron-clad man was clenching his teeth at this time, and beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down his purple face.

I'm afraid to wait a moment or three・・・・・・

"There's no way, there's only one last way." County Magistrate Long said with a long sigh.

County Magistrate Long's voice was not very low, and there was no other noise interference here, Zheng Feng, who was at the entrance of the cave, also heard it very clearly, and he said, "Just follow the last method." ”

"You're a soldier, what's the difference between that and death!" Zhang Shun roared.

I vaguely guessed that this last resort was amputation, but there are no medical measures here, easy amputation, in fact, there is no difference from direct death, Zhang Shun thought too naïve, and thought that he could live in this way.

"No, if he amputates his leg now, he will die faster." I said, I have no obligation to save him, it is better for these tomb robbers to die, they will not destroy these important historical sites, but human nature still cannot see death without saving.

"Do you have a way to find a cure in a matter of minutes?" Yuan Weichao shouted.

I really don't have the ability, and I can't guarantee that I will find a cure, and I can't be sure that one of these bottles and cans is the antidote.

"It's a big deal, let's put a handful on everything and let God choose." My voice was a little agitated.

Maybe this may be more comfortable for him than to die of an amputation.

"No, I can't die under these drugs, I'm a soldier, you don't know what a soldier thinks, I just don't have a leg to shoot the enemy with a gun, if I die in these drugs, then I will die a lot, I'd rather chop off this leg and choose it once, than try those drugs." Zheng Feng gritted his teeth and said vaguely.

At first, I thought that these shelves for placing bottles and cans were a little strange, why not use such a large open space in the middle, but now I suddenly understood that he was placed according to the position of gossip.

Bagua is the oldest cultural philosophy in China, and its origin and meaning are a mystery, and countless cultural scholars have gone one after another, unable to understand all its cultural mysteries.

Most of the scholars of later generations believe that the founder of Bagua is Fuxi, the head of the Three Emperors, but judging from the layout of the current exhibition, the founding of this Bagua is older than the era of Fuxi.

Bagua is a set of yin and yang system for the ancients to understand the universe, and the potion poisoned by Zheng Feng belongs to yin, if it can be determined where it is placed, it can be used to determine the antidote to the position of yang.

Poison powder may have been liquid in ancient times, and its position must have been dui, which represents ze, pure yin, and its opposite hexagram is li, and li represents fire, pure yang.

"I don't have to make the choice of amputation, I think I should guess where the antidote is." I shouted, "There it is." I pointed in a direction.

The others were drawn in by my hoarse shouts.

"The clay pot on that shelf must not be a poison, and the antidote is probably one of them." I said, I was afraid that they would not be convinced, and I told the principle of the direction of the gossip.

"I'll trust you kid once." Zheng Feng let out a low roar, his voice distorted from the pain of the calf ulceration, and he didn't want to lose a leg.

"There's a 90 percent chance you'll be able to keep that leg." I walked in the direction of the gossip and hugged the first layer of bottles.

Zhang Shun came over to clean up the bottles and cans on the bottom floor, and before he turned around after he had just finished cleaning up, he suddenly heard a squeaky sound in the cave, where did this sound come from in the cave deep underground?