Zhang Qixun went in first to see the situation, said to the two of them, and then went in, and the little brother entered the second.

The fat man looked at the entrance of the cave, scolded secretly, took a breath and tightened his belt, and then got into it, and the other Huo family members followed behind.

Maybe it's because it's still a safe area for the correct password to enter, and there is no danger of any mechanism or anything like that along the way.

After climbing nearly a hundred meters forward, Zhang Qixun felt that the space around him was gradually expanding, so he gradually increased his speed.

After climbing dozens of meters, the passage here can already make people crawl on their knees, the fat man finally breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed the squeezed meat on his stomach, "Damn, your old Zhang family's way of welcoming guests is really enthusiastic, and I almost squeezed the fat man." ”

After more than two hundred meters of further progress, the passage in front of them suddenly widened a lot, and they seemed to be crawling in an Erlenmeyer flask with an elongated neck, all the way from the straight passage to the slope, and it became steeper and steeper, but fortunately, by this part of the passage, they could barely stand up and bend over.

The belly of the flask is a large rock karst cave, which is not much different from the previous cave, and it seems that the Zhang family at the beginning seemed to have dug a shortcut between the two natural karst caves in the mountain.

The second sealing stone was close in front of them, and the Huo family pounced on the sealing stone with a face full of ecstasy.

The appearance of this sealing stone is exactly the same as the first one, except that the relief pattern engraved on it has changed.

The same clock-like disc, from twelve o'clock, the first picture looks like a continuation of the previous one, and the figures depicted on it become two groups of people, one on the left, the minority in strange costumes and holding long knives, and the one on the right, those who are missing the right hand.

In front of each of the two groups stood a taller and leader-like person than the others, the two stood very close, and the tip of the long knife in the hand of the minority was facing the ground, obviously there was some kind of agreement between the two people, and there was no hostility towards each other.

Clockwise down at three o'clock, the picture is very rich, with an unprecedented number of figures, and there are carvings of distant mountains, auspicious clouds, simple villages, houses, and a woman with a child in her arms.

It seems that it is really as Zhang Qixun speculated, the Gu Zhang family used his body as a lure to help the Gu Miao people catch the calf, the existence of the tribulum obviously gave this minority a headache, and the Zhang family solved this big trouble, so their strength was recognized by the Miao King, and the Zhang family was very popular in this ethnic group.

Looking at the third picture, sure enough, this is a picture of a sacrificial scene, on a very tall altar, there is a beast locked in chains, and they seem to be performing some kind of ritual to worship the heavens.

The thunderclouds in the sky rolled like a tide, and the sound was huge, and finally converged into a thunderous thing, which directly hit the trapped beast below.

The figures below the altar are all prostrate on their knees, their heads pressed against the ground, but their hands raised high, expressing their worship and awe of the Divine.

Zhang Qixun touched his chin, so, what is recorded on this stone is really the totemic history of the ancestors of the Zhang family?

was thinking in his heart, he was suddenly poked in the back, and when he looked back, he found that it was a fat man, but the little brother left the crowd and squatted in front of the stone wall on the other side, not knowing what he was looking at.

Zhang Qixun handed the fat man a questioning look.

The fat man looked at the Huo family on the side, and seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he quickly pulled Zhang Qixun to the little brother's side, and whispered: "Muyu, the little brother just found something here, look at it, is it very familiar." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Qixun was very puzzled, why he was familiar.

The little brother moved a little to the side to get out of the way, pointed his finger, and said softly: "Someone has been here, but it's not the Zhang family." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Qixun hurriedly squatted down to see the position of the little brother's finger.

At the same time as he saw the thing clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression was stunned.

There was a mark the size of a bottle cap engraved there, not the letter pattern commonly used by the little brother, but a cluster of fire patterns with a very strange shape.

No wonder the fat man said that it was familiar, isn't this special mother's a little bit of a reduced and simplified version of another tattoo on his body?

Seeing Zhang Qixun's reaction, the fat man moved his lips and said silently: "What's the situation?" Did you come here before, and then suddenly lost your memory like my little brother and didn't remember. ”

Zhang Qixun immediately shook his head, he didn't even touch the edge of the Zhangjia Ancient Building in his previous life and braided his hair, where to engrave this small flame, and the mark he often used was not this.

There was a person whose name was about to come out in his heart, but he couldn't be 100% sure that it was him right now.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Did you two find a mark like this near the first sealing stone?" ”

The little brother shook his head and said no.

The fat man also said that he didn't see it, "It is estimated that the people of the Huo family who repaired the cave were careless and eradicated." ”

Zhang Qi calmed down and said to the two of them: "Look again, if there is the same mark on the side of the third sealing stone, I will probably be able to know who left it." ”

The little brother and the fat man nodded in tacit agreement and did not ask any more.

"Gotta find a way to cover this thing up and keep the villains out of sight." The fat man looked left and right, trying to knock down a stone with a hammer to block it.

Zhang Qixun waved his hand and said no, "I just want those rats to see." ”

Without the leadership of the Zhang family, its people would not be able to enter the Zhangjia Ancient Building, and they would naturally have speculations about the suspicious events that were beyond their prediction and related to Zhang Qixun, so that the Wang family's computing department would devote more energy to him.

No matter how many results they calculated, he had a proper deal of hatred in his hands anyway.

On the other side, the Huo family finally finished filming the sealing stone and karst cave here, Huo Zhizhi came over and asked Zhang Qixun, "Do you want to shovel the layer of things on this sealing stone?" ”

Zhang Qixun waved his hand, "No, wait for the news from Siguniang Mountain to come, and clean it up next time we enter." ”

The layer on the surface of the sealed stone is actually very rough, it is a kind of clay mixed with horse manure, grease, egg whites and other things, pasted on the surface of the sealed stone, filling the blank part around the real relief, it looks no different from the stone, but you can find the difference when you touch it with your hands.

Huo Zhizhi nodded and beckoned the Huo family to close the team.

The crowd returned the way they came.

When passing through the first stone sealing gate, Zhang Qixun noticed that Huo Jinqiu, who had fallen at the back of the team, picked up a fake rock that had fallen to the ground from the ground and quietly put it into his backpack.

Zhang Qixun turned his head to stop looking at him the moment he got up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A few minutes later, the group returned to the outside of the cave, and after three hours, they saw the light of day again.

Huo Zhizhi went to report the situation to Mrs. Huo, and quickly arranged for someone to go down the mountain and pass the photos taken to Siguniang Mountain.

In the next few days, Mrs. Huo didn't talk to Zhang Qixun and the three of them about things, and they were also happy.

Zhang Qixun continued to finish weaving the half-finished straw hat in his hand, this time he made the straw hat style in a regular manner, after all, Wu Xiaoxie was wearing Wu Sanye's face when he came, which was too funny and damaged his old man's prestige.

The fat man took advantage of this time to take Zhang Qixun and the two of them to Yaozhai Village, looking for a craftsman to tattoo a cloud on his back to express his determination to like clouds.

The craftsman in the village is very skilled, and the young men from the neighboring villages also come to him to tattoo when they are old, and when Zhang Qixun and the three of them arrived, there were already four or five people waiting in line outside the bamboo house.

Outside the fence, there was also a group of little girls gathered around to watch the excitement, chirping, lively like larks.

Zhang Qixun and the three of them first found a place to sit under the tree to enjoy the shade.

The fat man drank tea absentmindedly, and his eyes kept looking at the bamboo building where the tattoo was being made.

The tattoo master moved very quickly, although he couldn't see what the tattoo was, but just looking at the bamboo pen needle dance in the master's hand, the afterimage flashed on the young man's back.

The young man clenched his fists and endured the pain, from the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word for half an hour.

The fat man's hand holding the tea bowl trembled a little, and he watched the young man get up and wipe the sweat off his face, and walked out shirtless and lightly.

Outside the fence, his beloved girl greeted him with a red face amid the good-natured laughter of the crowd around her.

The two stood facing each other, and the young man's face was also flushed, and with a resolute and solemn expression, he put a pair of silver bracelets tied with colored silk threads on the girl's wrists.

The girl also gave back a cotton color woven flower belt embroidered by herself, on which the words "longevity", "hard work", "happiness", and "happiness" were embroidered, as well as various complicated and beautiful patterns.

The people around were cheering and cheering, and the voices of joy and blessings.

The fat man's envious eyes were about to flow out, and he muttered, "If only Ah Mei were here." ”

Zhang Qixun saw that he was so engrossed that the tea bowl in his hand was about to be spilled, so he took it from his hand and reminded him: "This is over, the next one is you, have you figured out where to tattoo it?" ”

"What? How can it be so fast! The fat man was shocked, stood up and walked into the bamboo building to take a few looks, asked the person on the side for a few questions, and came back with a bitter face, "Hey Muyu, when you and the little brother got tattoos, was it the same, just take a needle and poke it the body, it hurts so much." ”

Zhang Qixun tilted his head and recalled, and found that he couldn't remember clearly, "I was still young at that time, and it shouldn't hurt much, otherwise how could I have a tattoo so big, in short, I think that compared to training, the pain of the tattoo is trivial." ”

"Really?" The fat man was a little unconvinced, and looked at the little brother again.

The little brother gave him a faint look back.

Seeing that the young man lying on the bamboo bed had already stabbed to the end, the fat man wiped his sweat, gritted his teeth, his heart was horizontal, and he died, and as soon as he crossed his hands, he took off the vest on his body, and shouted, "Come on, I am tattooed this cloud fat man today!" ”

Zhang Qixun applauded his face, "The fat man is mighty." ”

The tattoo master straightened up, moved his shoulders, and shouted outside, "Next." ”

The fat man straightened his back, walked in with a stiff face, lay straight on the bamboo bed like a salted fish on a chopping board, and took a few deep breaths, "Let's start." ”

The tattoo master changed a needle, roasted it on the fire, and then soaked it in white wine, then wiped the fat man's back with gauze dipped in white wine, and asked him in Yao, "What are you stabbing for?" Where to stab? ”

Zhang Qixun and the little brother also followed in and sat on the stool on the side.

The fat man couldn't speak Yao, so Zhang Qixun helped him say it, and took out the pattern drawn by the fat man who stayed up late last night for the master's reference.

After the first needle, the fat man raised his neck and wailed, "Wow~~~~"

"Fatty, look here." Zhang Qixun held a digital video camera in his hand and beckoned the fat man to look at the camera.

The fat man stared at him with a twisted face and gritted his teeth, "What are you doing?" ”

Zhang Qixun smiled like a fox, and said leisurely: "Help you record this glorious moment, and let the clouds see it when it's over." ”

"Your uncle—ah!" The fat man's aching shoulders shrugged, and the flesh on his back was piled up.

The tattoo master couldn't do it, so he had no choice but to stop, telling him that he needed to relax his muscles, and that he didn't need to be so nervous, and he just endured it.

Zhang Qixun held back a smile and pretended to persuade the fat man: "Don't forget it, it hurts to hear you scream, if Yun Cai knows it, he will be distressed." He put down the camera as he spoke.

"Wait a minute, wait a while, don't let it go, you record it for me." The fat man gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, put his arms in front of the pillow, and clung to the head of the bed, "Come, master, keep poking, poke hard." ”

When the tattoo master saw that he was ready, he continued to drop the needle.

The green tendons on the fat man's forehead were tensed, and in order to make Yun Cai feel sorry for him, he couldn't bear a word for the next half hour.

In the end, it may have been numb from pain, and asked Zhang Qixun to turn the camera to take a close-up of his face, pretending to be relaxed: "Sister Yuncai, don't worry, the fat brother actually doesn't hurt at all, the situation is going well on our side, and the fat brother will be able to go back to see you in about half a month." ”

The fat man was slimy and babbling a lot, but it was a miraculous divergence, and when the tattoo master finally stopped, he still had some unfinished thoughts, "This is the end?" ”

"Don't touch the water until it's scarred." The tattoo master put away his tools and brought him a small jar of ointment, "Apply this quickly." ”

The fat man got up and got out of the way, and as soon as he paid and went out, he impatiently tilted his head sideways and looked back, "Muyu, take a picture for me, I'll see how it goes." ”

Zhang Qixun patted a picture of his left shoulder for him to see, "It's still swollen just after the tattoo, but the big shape can still be seen clearly, and it will disappear after two days after applying medicine." ”

"Hey, hey, hey~"

The fat man looked at the two clouds on his shoulders and heads in the photo, which were still oozing blood from the eyes of the needle, and smiled infatuatedly.

Several villagers passed by with hoes, all looking at him with strange eyes, and the fat man was unconscious, walking in front with his bare back, and from time to time he made a silly sound.

Zhang Qixun and the little brother silently slowed down, looking at the sky and the grass on the ground, but not at the fat man.

Thank you for the reward of the big guy [little brother's leg pendant], than the heart·· *