He led the miners to clean up the Zuoyin Hall and Cha Cha Zhi in the ancient city of the Centipede Mountains, and made rapid progress, emptying hundreds of tombs one by one in a few days.

Only the huge white marble sarcophagus is still puzzling. It took Zuoyintang and the craftsmen a full week to dig a hole in the grave. After a lot of effort, the burial chamber of the sarcophagus was finally opened. Because of the special location of the sarcophagus, the standard of the grave is naturally very high, and it is estimated that the mine owner of the mining team or even the chief of the tribe. There is only one sarcophagus in the huge ancient city, which clearly reflects the unusual identity of the owner of the tomb, which is particularly dazzling and eye-catching.

But there was only a pedantic and clean skull in the coffin, and there was no small bone below the head. The funeral goods are extremely valuable, such as ore hat ornaments, belt accessories, sword accessories, and some axes and axes that represent power, all of which are inlaid with a large amount of ore, which can be described as priceless. Everyone gathered in front of the sarcophagus, you guess I guess he guessed, and there was no unified result. It is speculated that at the time of the coffin, the tomb owner was left with only a human head and no torso. Assuming that this is the case, this indicates that the death of the tomb owner is not normal. All in all, the sweat was as blue as mist, so he had to wait for Chen Zhinian to completely decipher the rune murals of the Centipede Mountain Range, and use more detailed materials to remove the heavy fog.

Besides, Immortal Gu Lu Qingqiu, after throwing the affairs of the Centipede Mountain Range to Zuo Yintang and Cha Cha Zhi, plunged into the Danfang and brewed a thousand-year-old wine. And Chen Xiangmei and Mi Hui naturally became temporary wine girls from temporary Taoist painters. Taoism is about going with the flow, and although attitudes towards wine vary from era to era and sect. But comparatively speaking, it is more simple and flexible. There is no rule in Taoist precepts not to drink alcohol. Even early Taoism continued to use the title of "sacrificial wine" to refer to the high priesthood. In Taoist immortals, there are even immortals who have attained enlightenment because of wine, and there are countless such examples. It's just that although the law of Taoism is natural, it is resolutely against alcoholism. Especially in ancient times, wine was made from grain, and excessive alcohol consumption was a waste of food, which was an extremely immoral behavior for the ancients. And drinking alcohol hurts the body, drinking in moderation is for pleasure, and excessive is irresponsible to yourself.

In fact, winemaking is as cumbersome as alchemy. First of all, the raw materials are crushed, followed by the ingredients, and then steaming, cooling, and fermentation. Finally, it is distilled and purified. The essence of the fermented paste is evaporated into steam, and then cooled to obtain liquor.

Chen Xiangmei will have something to do, follow Mi Hui to the Centipede Mountains during the day, and follow Lu Qingqiu to make wine at night. Out of the Danfang, the village office is also lively. Hou Yixuan, the director of Tianma Company, sent a large number of new people to enrich the caravan. In addition to the painter Mi Hui, there are also several young and beautiful girls. Although these girls are tall, short, fat and thin, with different temperaments, they are all in the prime of their twenties, which is the most eye-catching age. Every day you go in and out of the main wing, you can attract a lot of eyeballs.

Li Dahua, the head of the village office, has recently become a frequent visitor to the main wing. Li Dahua is a stinky chess basket, and he usually drills wherever there is a chess stall. As for the recent days when I often go to the main wing room to find someone to play chess, to put it bluntly, I came for the beautiful girls in the caravan. A few girls passed in front of him, and Li Dahua's eyebrows danced. This one is beautiful, that one has a good figure, and he is critical and point-in-point. Chen Xiangmei snickered in her heart, helpless.

In the evening of that day, Chen Xiangmei left the Danfang and finished dinner with Mi Hui. Mi Hui continued to paint, and Chen Xiangmei wandered around the courtyard alone. In the outer wing, a few handymen played chess, shouting and drinking. Li Dahua is fighting with a handyman, head to head, seven dissatisfied, eight not angry, catching and killing. probably brought the color head, so they didn't give in to each other, and they were red-faced, and they forgot their identity as the manager.

Chen Xiangmei smiled and went to walk around somewhere else. In the dead of night, the hustle and bustle is getting farther away, the cold wind blows gently, and the mind becomes more and more awake, and there is no sleepiness. I went to the thatched house to relieve myself, and planned to go back to the room to take a bath and sleep. When I went out of the thatched house to tie my clothes, I suddenly heard a whirring wind on the outer wing. Chen Xiangmei's heart jumped, the sound of the wind was slightly different from the gusts of cold wind in the courtyard, it seemed to be the sound of clothes breaking through the air.

Chen Xiangmei also said that she was on a bad listen, and suddenly "whirring" for a while, and there was a faint sound of "rustling" on the tiptoes.

Chen Xiangmei tensed, thinking to herself who would walk on the wing room at this time, could it be a thief? Instinctively, he took out the black titanium dagger in his boots, and with a force under his feet, he jumped away in the direction of the sound that came from. Two from the longitudinal to the main wing of the wall under the wall.

From a distance, two figures, one tall and one short, were about to jump into the main wing.

Chen Xiangmei said in her heart, where did these two strangers come from, could it be that they came to steal women's clothes, shoes and socks like the dead fat man Hu Maitreya? Recently, there have been a few beautiful girls in the village office, and such speculation is not impossible.

Chen Xiangmei immediately tightened her stomach and lifted her breath, jumped behind the two of them, and made a gentle hum twice.

A pair of night walkers instinctively "soared" around, each using a weapon in his hand to protect his chest, and two pairs of expressionless eyes stared at Chen Xiangmei, looking up and down. Chen Xiangmei's original intention was to think that it was a pair of perverts from outside, and came to the village office to steal a few valuable things. If so, scare them away.

Unexpectedly, a pair of night walkers did not eat this set at all, and stared at Chen Xiangmei gloomily. At first glance, she was just a tall, slender and beautiful girl, and she was alone, although the military dagger in her hand was shining, it looked like a child's cool toy. Then, the two looked at each other for a moment, and as if they had a tacit understanding, they "whirred" twice, and they beckoned Chen Xiangmei together.

The two night walkers suddenly attacked, which caught Chen Xiangmei by surprise. Only then did I see the weapons used by the two of them, and the tall man used a pair of life-killing hooks, and the tips of the hooks were shining. The Humpty Dumpty man was using a nine-section whip, and the steel whip was shiny, apparently made of stainless steel.

Chen Xiangmei never expected that this pair of perverts would have no scruples, and they took the lead in making the move, the tricks were very spicy, and they had no pity for Xiang Xiang and cherish the jade. The tall life-killing hook was directly wrapped around his neck, and the Humpty Dumpty man's nine-section whip was like a poisonous snake, and it was wrapped around his feet and neck. If it's an ordinary girl, it's a cripple if she doesn't die. But after all, Chen Xiangmei followed the special forces Qin Xiao for a few years, and she meditated with Cha Cha Zhi Lu Qingqiu's alchemy, pranayama and breathing, and the reaction was unusually comparable. Chen Xiangmei jumped on the trend, leaned back, drifted, flashed the hook whip, and was unharmed.

A pair of night walkers were stunned, a little unbelieving, and greeted Chen Xiangmei together, the moves were the same as the talents, the tall man hooked his neck, and the short and fat whip wrapped around his calves. As if I wanted to verify that Chen Xiangmei's drift just now was real kung fu or crooked.

Chen Xiangmei was not ambiguous, she saw it again, it was still the same trick just now. This time, it's easy to say, it's jumping up with his legs up, dodging and drifting, ghostly, fluttering and flickering.

To be continued/