Yang Zheng stood on the top of the cliff and looked up at the big white bird that was startled by himself.

I secretly wondered in my heart: "Could it be that it is also here to pick strange fruits?" ”

The white bird flew so fast that it didn't take more than ten seconds for it to disappear from the sky.

He looked at the towering tree in the middle of the cliff, which was blood-red and densely covered with strange fruits.

Obviously, it's just a 30-centimeter-long bird, how many exotic fruits can it eat?

Whoop......

On the edge of the cliff ahead, the white tiger the size of a kitten still bared its teeth and roared at the black dog below.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng roared at it, "Call you to die again!" ”

In an instant, the fierce white tiger immediately quieted down.

It glanced at the giant with some fear, and then obediently climbed to lie down under the giant tree, not daring to move.

Yang Zheng nodded with satisfaction, and then untied the broom and shovel on his back.

Looking at the thick layer of white bone corpses on the ground, his eyes were full of fanaticism.

"For thousands of years, thousands of talented people in the small world have all died here, so there should be a lot of good things left, right?"

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and got to work.

Suddenly, Yang Zheng seemed to think of something, "Hey, why didn't you smell the pungent fragrance at all when you came up this time?" ”

"I've been here for so long, and I haven't worn a gas mask, why don't I show any signs of poisoning?"

He remembers it well.

The last time I climbed the cliff, I only took a few breaths of the poisonous gas emitted by the giant tree, and I became dizzy and fell into hallucinations on the spot.

However, when I came up today, there was no abnormal reaction at all.

"Could it be that I swallowed the strange fruit?"

If that's the case, then it's much more convenient in the future, and you don't have to worry about forgetting to wear a mask and getting poisoned.

Thinking of this, he was very happy, and took a shovel and a broom on the spot, and began to sweep up the corpses of the villain on the ground.

I have to say that there are too many skeleton corpses on the cliff.

He could only sort out the clues from the left side of the cliff, and then clean up and search little by little, so that nothing would be missed.

Yang Zheng first used a shovel to shovel all the white bones and corpses within ten square meters around him and pile them into a half-human-high bone pile, and then used a broom to sweep all the white bones that were not shoveled clean on the ground to the side of the bone pile.

In an instant, a large area of clean space appeared around it.

Next, it's time to test your attention and eyesight.

He squatted next to the half-human-tall pile of bones, holding a small brush for dipping sauce from a barbecue stand, and began the archaeological treasure hunt.

First, use the elimination method to directly pick out the corpses of the villains whose clothes have been broken and weathered, and throw them into the clean area behind them.

When he came across some corpses that were still in good clothes, he directly took out a magnifying glass and examined them carefully.

Soon, he picked out all the bones of the half-human-tall villain.

Now, in front of him, all that was left was a pile of tattered clothes and debris.

If there really is something good, I guess it's all in it.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng took a deep breath, took a small brush, and pulled it up little by little.

Soon, he found a twenty-centimeter-long mini spear from the messy mess.

"Weapons? It feels like it's a bit corroded......"

Yang Zheng took the magnifying glass, observed it carefully for a moment, and discarded it casually.

This spear, perhaps, many, many years ago, was a good weapon, but now it seems to be rusty and completely scrapped.

Continue to clean up.

"Hey, there's something again...... A pair of rusty iron rings, three long swords, and five short knives, all of which are severely oxidized and corroded, and they will shatter when pinched, and they are all garbage......"

In just a few minutes, Yang Zheng found a large number of mini-weapons and protective gear in this pile of tatters.

It may be because of the long years that these weapons and equipment have all been scrapped and useless.

As for the small world cultivation exercises that he had in mind, he didn't see a single one.

"It's weird!"

"There are so many capable people who died on the cliff, it is impossible that there is not even a book of cheats and exercises?"

Yang Zheng was a little disappointed and sped up the cleaning and search.

As he cleaned up all the debris on the ground, he didn't find anything that looked valuable.

The number of weapons and equipment is really a lot, but all of them are damaged and scrapped.

Seeing this result, Yang Zheng was very depressed.

Later, when he thought about it, he thought it was reasonable.

Like those steel spears, swords and knives, and all kinds of superb weapons and equipment, they are exposed to the cliff and experienced hundreds of thousands of years of wind, frost, rain and snow, and no matter how good the quality is, they will slowly be corroded with time.

If these dead villains really had the secret books of the exercises, it is estimated that they would have rotted and broken long ago, washed by countless heavy rains for thousands of years, and would have turned into muddy water long ago, and I don't know where they flowed.

You know, if the classics and ancient books are not effectively protected, they are exposed to the air and will disappear without a trace for decades at most.

Looking at the remaining villain bones, Yang Zheng was a little depressed, and he had no motivation at all.

But just giving up like this, he was a little unwilling.

"Look again, what if you really find something good?"

Thinking of this, he cheered up and began the tedious archaeological work again.

After cleaning up the pile of villain bones, there were still no valuable items found except for those rags.

Continue to clean up the third pile of bones, still no gains.

The fourth pile...... It's all garbage.

After tossing for almost three hours, Yang Zheng finally began to clean up the fifth pile of villain bones.

Looking at the half-human-tall pile of bones in front of him, to be honest, he was about to lose patience and had no expectations for this treasure hunt at all.

"Clean up this pile of villain bones, if you still don't find it, then I'll pick some strange fruits and go back, so as not to waste energy and time here......"

Soon, he picked out all the bones of various colors.

There was a messy pile of debris left on the ground.

"These things are really a headache to look at......"

Yang Zheng sighed, took the brush and magnifying glass, and patiently cleaned up.

Rusty armor, swords, axes...... It's all garbage.

Black iron pieces, no, it seems to be jade pieces...... Hey, what is it? It seems to be engraved with a pattern?

Suddenly,

Yang Zheng found a black square flake that was suspected to be iron jade in this pile of debris.

Carefully picked out the black flakes, spread them on the clean ground, and then took a magnifying glass to look at them, Yang Zheng immediately felt that this dark black flakes were not simple.

With the help of a magnifying glass, he could vaguely see some humanoid lines on the black sheet, among which there was a small figure who seemed to be practicing, clasping his hands together and making a very strange gesture.

Due to the mud and dust on the flakes, and its relatively small size, the view is very blurry.

It must be brought back and cleaned, and then it must be enlarged to its normal size before all the patterns on it can be clearly seen.

"Finally found something that looked like something of value."

Yang Zheng took out a clean tissue, carefully wrapped the black sheet, and then put it into his satchel.

After such a harvest, his mood immediately improved.

Continue to clean up the unfinished debris on the ground.

But unfortunately, no valuable items were found later.

At this time, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

In the small world, the sunset has disappeared under the mountain peaks, and in a few hours, it is estimated that the sky will be dark.

Yang Zheng stood up, looked at the towering giant tree not far away, and said in his heart: "Although I didn't find anything good today, I can pick some exotic fruits and take them home by the way." ”

Thinking of this, he put away the archaeological tools in his hand and walked quickly towards the giant tree.

When he came to the bottom of the giant tree, he looked at the falling branches, and just as he was about to reach out to pick the strange fruit, he suddenly raised his head and accidentally found a strange scene.

"Huh? How can there be a little man lying on his stomach in a tree? ”