Chapter Eighty-Three: Strange Statues

Chunzhu walked a few steps and walked into a carefully carved cave. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Surprised, he began to take a closer look at the cave, and in the cave room, there were stone beds, stone piers, and stone tables.

On the walls of the cave, reliefs of landscape figures are carved, and the top of the cave is inlaid with a bead the size of a goose egg, which radiates a soft light.

The first thought that poured into Chunzhu's mind was that this was a night pearl. Chunzhu has never seen the Night Pearl, but Yu Xingzi has shown off in front of Chunzhu.

Yu Xingzi said that he had once seen a night pearl the size of a pigeon's egg, crystal clear, lubricated, and radiant at night, better than the bright moon.

Chunzhu suddenly had an impulse to take off the Night Pearl and let Yu Xingzi see that this Night Pearl was many times bigger than he had ever seen.

Then I thought that I didn't know how long I could live, and who in the world could heal a disease that I couldn't cure with a finger? Now that I was in a desperate situation, I couldn't get out of this cave under any circumstances. I didn't eat or drink here, and I don't know how many days I can live, but I still have the heart to pick the pearl of the night.

When I was discouraged, I thought, "That's not right." From the brocade lotus platform outside, the dagger on the ground, to the artificially dug cave, the decorations in the cave, and the night pearl installed on the top of the cave, it is clear that someone has lived here.

Someone who has lived should have a way out, although he doesn't want to make the master and uncles sad, but before he dies, he can take a look at Zhong Lingshan from a distance, take a look at the Imperial Immortal Palace, and it is best to take a look at the master, then there is no regret.

With a torch in his hand, he walked around the elaborately carved warm jade screen, behind which there was a small cave, and he jumped up with excitement as he walked through the cave.

The outside of the cave is a patio of cliffs on all sides, the area is dozens of acres large, and there is a bay clear pond more than ten zhang away from the entrance of the cave, which is expanded like dozens of zhang. The area around Cheongdam is full of green trees and flowers.

The fruit trees are covered with all kinds of wild fruits, apples, peaches, hawthorns, fragrant pears, and countless others. What's even more interesting is that there are many small animals hidden in the grass, such as pheasants and hares.

He excitedly threw away the torch, ran towards the pool, ran a few steps, turned back, picked up the torch, and said softly: "It's okay, it's not extinguished, or you should eat it raw later." ”

He put a torch on the ground, first found some firewood, lit it with a torch, and left the fire. After eating a few wild fruits, he jumped into the clear pool and played to his heart's content.

The water in the clear pool is clear and transparent, and there are many fish swimming in the water. Chunzhu liked to touch fish and catch shrimp when he was a child, and he has not forgotten this skill until now.

He went to the shore and found some long thatch, pressed it into the water, and when the fish swam in, he pushed the thatch to the shore, so that he could easily catch the fish on the land.

It didn't take long for him to catch a dozen large and small fish.

He happily peeled and washed the fish with a dagger, put it on the fire and roasted it, and enjoyed it beautifully.

"It's so delicious, and it would be even more delicious if there was some salt. Chunzhu said to himself.

In the sea of qi, there was a sudden churn, and the pain made him sweat coldly, and he rested for a long time. Chunzhu became sad again: "It seems that I don't have much time, I just don't know how long I can live this kind of comfortable life." Alas, Heaven has given me a wonderful place to be buried. ”

He smiled again: "Before I die, I can know that I am buried in such a beautiful scenery, and I should be self-sufficient, and there is nothing to complain about." When he thought of this, all his unhappiness was swept away, and he happily ate the grilled fish.

He lost his parents since he was a child, grew up in adversity, and his heart is naturally more open-minded than ordinary people, and there is nothing he can't see.

After eating, he returned to the cave, and he wanted to take another good look at his future grave.

He walked to the side of the stone bed first, looked at the stone bed and said to himself, "I don't even have a cover, how can I be comfortable lying on it? ”

When he put his hand on the stone bed, he said happily: "Yo, it's warm, like a fire kang." As he spoke, he lay down and wanted to have a good time.

The comfortable warm stone bed made the tired Chunzhu quickly fall asleep.

"Is it him?" Harutake, who was sleeping, faintly heard a voice.

"It's him!" said another voice.

"Not like?" said the first voice again.

"It's not like he's the same. Another voice was affirmative.

Chunzhu heard it clearly, got up with a grunt, and asked loudly, "Who? Who is talking?"

In the cave, except for the echo of his speech, the voice of a second person could not be heard. It was so strange that he jumped off the stone bed. Under the soft light of the Night Pearl, I searched the stone walls of the cave to see if there was another door in the cave and if there were other people living in it.

He searched around and found nothing. When he searched for it a second time, a group of portraits of people caught his eye.

The figures in this group of portraits are sitting, lying, walking, or standing. All of them are lifelike, vivid in shape, each with its own posture, and the only thing that is the same is that there are many dots connected by thin lines on everyone's body.

Each thin line connected to the dots is marked with an arrow at a certain end, as if to guide the direction.

He looked at it for a while, and these dots seemed to indicate the acupuncture points on the human body, and what did the arrows indicate?

"Isn't this kind of channeling of the aura perverse? "Isn't it perverse to the sea of qi?" he said to himself, "What would a fool do this? The aura does not gather in the sea of qi, but is scattered throughout the whole body and runs in the six internal organs." The aura runs in the six intestines, and if you are not careful, what should I do when the fart is released?"

He grinned and scolded himself for being vulgar. It doesn't matter if you want to be vulgar, anyway, there is only one person here, and no one knows about it no matter how vulgar it is. Besides, if a gentle person doesn't fart all his life? If he doesn't fart, the fart stays in his stomach, won't he swell to death?

When he was excited about his opinion, the three streams of aura that Yuyangzi and Yuyangzi had transmitted from him were restless again, and they were entangled and collided with each other, as if they were about to tear Chunzhu's sea of qi apart.

Chunzhu was in unbearable pain, so he hurriedly sat down on the spot, and used his strength to mobilize his aura and control the three aura. It took him a long time to control those three auras.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and thought to himself: It turned out that his father-in-law was using acupuncture drugs to control these three auras, so he didn't have a seizure. Now that the effect of the medicine has passed, and there is no acupuncture, they have come to make trouble.

Now the time of the attack is getting shorter and shorter, and each time it is getting worse and worse, it is not a way to go on like this after all, and in the end, the pain will also make him die of pain.

He looked up at the group of portraits, and shook his head, this kind of harmful thing, still not good at learning.