Everyone nodded in agreement, and then there was no objection, at the beginning of the mountain refused to use the Guixu ancient mirror to "ask" out of the tomb, one is because the Wushan mountain range is a place where "dragons have no head" in feng shui, the dragon veins are crisscrossed, and the real "Tibetan wind and water" can not be found, and the bronze ancient mirror is likely to occupy the location of the ancient tomb; The second is that the sea gas in the bronze mirror of the ruins has gradually dissipated, at most it can only be tested once or twice, and the image born by the candle mirror is mostly the number of ancient hexagrams, I am not too sure that I can read the hexagram of the performance, so I have always refused to use it lightly.

After deciding on the plan, we were about to find a place to settle down on the cliff, but we found that the sky was suddenly overpowered by black clouds, and there were golden swifts passing in front of us, Shirley Young said: "Oh no, the golden swifts are going back to their nests......"

Tens of thousands of golden swifts swallowed enough grass ghosts, and then returned to the cave with the wind, and crashed into the deep stream under black pressure, and the sky was like a torrential rain, and the swifts kept hitting us, and everyone screamed badly, and hurriedly dodged the swallows on the wooden beams.

The swifts didn't hit people on purpose, but there were so many of them that they crowded each other between the narrow cliffs, and there was little room for manoeuvre. We covered our heads and retreated to the edge of the black beams to avoid the dense clusters of swiftlets, and the five of us stepped on one end of the sloping wooden beams at the same time, and although the black beams stuck in the deep valley could bear the load, they did not break immediately, but the rocks on the cliffs were loose.

Suddenly heard the sound of "click", the wall collapsed, the giant beam rumbled and tumbled and fell down the deep stream, this situation if the ape may be able to jump in, but the mortal body of the mortal, then can only resign to fate, in addition to being able to just hold the wooden beam, the whole body is driven by the strong inertia of the giant tree falling, where can you call the shots?

We closed our eyes and hugged the beam tightly, the wind in our ears was whistling, the bumps were so bumpy, the wooden beams of the thickness of the hug turned and collapsed into the deep valley, and the narrow places on both sides of the cliffs were frustrated to a halt, but the weight of the people fell, the end of the beam was broken, and the remaining tiles on it were all shaken down, and the huge beam was like a black wooden pulley, whistling through the chaotic clouds and white fog, and constantly falling into the depths of the canyon.

I don't know how deep the black beam fell, my mind seemed to be upside down, and I don't know where the wooden beam stopped, but I felt that in the end it seemed to be stuck in the narrow cliff again, all relying on the strength of the wooden beam, plus the canyon was too narrow, the whistling and falling giant beam squeezed the airflow and slowed down, and did not fall directly to the bottom of the valley, nor did it shake people out of the wooden beam.

At this time, my eyes were black, only Venus was left spinning around, and it took a long time before I gradually woke up, touched my arms and legs and other important things were still there, and secretly said that I was lucky, thanks to the hard and dense golden silk nanmu, and the ordinary wooden beams had already been smashed into pieces.

I shook my head vigorously, refocused my gaze, and looked around, only to see Shirley Yang and my sister because of their light bones, but there was no big problem, their flashlights had fallen somewhere, holding only the cold smoke lighting with red smoke, was busy bandaging the head of Sun Jiuye, whose face was full of blood, and the fat man was lying on the wooden beam with his big mouth open and panting, and when he saw that I was awake, he said: "I said Commander Hu, continuous heartbeat...... But it's not good for your health, it's just deadly. ”

I grinned at him reluctantly, only to find that my mouth was full of blood foam, and I almost bit my tongue off when I fell down just now, I spit out the blood in my mouth and asked Shirley Yang, "Is Sun Jiuye still alive?" ”

Before Shirley Yang could answer, Professor Sun opened his eyes and said, "How can you die here?" I don't find out the dragon bone hexagram in the ancient tomb of Dixian Village, I don't look at it, I have hung up a false title of professor over the years, and I have been squeezed out by people everywhere, and I can't get angry, so I have to suffer day after day, and now I finally look forward to this step of the opportunity to reach the sky, which is death...... I will not die until I become an academic authority. ”

I said, "Ninth Master, you didn't break your head, did you?" How do you live more and more and go back - say something that is not productive? It is said that you are an old intellectual who has undergone arduous tests in the Cultural Revolution, haven't you been promoted and reused in the past few years? Why bother to be so obsessed with the fame that stirs up? ”

Professor Sun said angrily: "Hu Bayi, you are an offspring, of course you don't understand my pursuit, as long as you become an authoritative person, some people say that your fart is fragrant, and nonsense will also be regarded as the truth by others, otherwise people will speak lightly, and be neglected and despised everywhere, the same life, and most of them have the same qualifications, and I have never been half a point behind in my work, why do I have to listen to those guys whose level is not as good as mine for the rest of my life--to criticize me?" ”

The fat man listened to Professor Sun's words, and sneered at him: "I think you are really wise enough not to be promoted in the organization, as far as you are now conscious - before you become a leader, you are looking forward to farting and talking nonsense in the leadership position all day long, and you can't bring everyone to the gutter if you really become a leader?" ”

Professor Sun defended: "What I just said is all angry words, I just don't accept it, why can't I be an authority and a leader?" They even plan to retire me...... I'm not old and frail now, I still have residual heat to play! ”

Shirley Yang advised us to say less, Professor Sun's head was broken by a wooden beam, and it was not easy to stop the bleeding, and the wound was about to rupture again.

At this time, I also felt that the shoulder wound hurt to the bone, took out another spare "wolf eye" from the carrying bag, and pushed up a photo on my shoulder, it turned out that the locust drilled into the flesh and bitten the square, still dripping blood, I dragged a piece of sand cloth and bit it in my mouth, ripped off my clothes and looked at the wound, it is estimated that the head of the Mao fairy is still in the wound, so I had to ask Shirley Yang to use the Emei thorn to help me cut it out, and bandage it after disinfection.

Shirley Yang hurriedly treated Professor Sun's wound, then stabbed the stainless steel Emei on the lighter and burned it, and asked the younger sister to hold a flashlight to illuminate it, and she asked me, "I'm going to do it, can you bear it?" ”

I stubbornly said: "Little meaning, as long as you don't be soft, I want to be ...... back then" I wanted to explain two more sentences, but before I finished speaking, Shirley Yang had already pinched the wound on my shoulder, and picked out Mao Xian's head with the slender tip of the Emei stab, she shot very quickly and accurately, and before I could react to cry out in pain, this "surgery" was over.