"Lord Lu is in retreat, and he won't leave the customs until the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I won't see him. What did he tell you in the first place? ”

Zhang Fu asked seemingly casually.

"That's ...... But it's a bit of a problem. Wu Wei frowned: "At the beginning, Lord Lu mentioned that before the Mid-Autumn Festival, I would be sent to the Tower of Babel in advance and ambushed. If you can't see Lord Lu, I'm afraid this thing won't happen! ”

"What else?" Zhang Fu said with his arms around him.

"And? ...... What's more, Lord Lu said that the Tower of Babel is full of opportunities, and there are treasures left by the ancestors everywhere. I was also a little moved by this, so I agreed to Lord Lu about this. Wu Wei said calmly.

"What else did he say?"

Wu Wei showed a puzzled look: "Other than that, I didn't reveal anything." I don't know what Brother Zhang is referring to? ”

"Didn't he tell you about the taboos in this Tower of Babel?" Zhang Fu said with a smile: "If you break in at will like this, there are a few lives that are not enough to squander." ”

Wu Wei's eyelids jumped, and he said in disbelief: "Taboo? ”

"Not bad. Think about it, what taboos did Master Lu mention to you? ”

Wu Wei lowered his head and thought for a long time, frowned and shook his head, "Lord Lu really didn't mention any taboos. ”

Zhang Wei narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Wei.

After a moment of stalemate, he snorted: "It's right not to mention it." The taboos in this Babel Tower are all lessons that the ancestors of Dazhai have personally entered and fought for their lives. It is only among relatives with the same surname that it has been passed down from generation to generation, and other surnames have always been secretive. Lord Lu only fell to Dazhai from other Terran villages that were attacked by demon beasts thirty years ago, and he didn't know the various taboos inside. ”

"I see!" Wu Wei suddenly realized.

In his heart, he scolded the old fox, and the blood that he quietly raised was instantly loosened and returned to normal.

"From this point of view, I had to break the contract for what I promised Lord Lu this time." Wu Wei said with a hint of regret.

Zhang Fu's eyes flickered, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he spoke: "Brother Wu, it's better to go in with the four brothers of our Zhang family." As you might have guessed, our enemies and goals are the same. Even in the distribution of the discovered treasures, I can replace the Zhang family's promise to give the Wu brothers a few more points. ”

Zhang Fu suddenly threw out an invitation to his peers.

The first half of the sentence is easy to understand.

After all, Wu Wei is a helper invited by Lu Yuansheng, born in a Dazhai medical family, with an innocent background, and a blood feud with the Nursery, so there is no need to worry about any cats.

One more person walks with you, and it will help you more, so why not?

As for the second half of the sentence, it was a little unexpected by Wu Wei.

In and out of the words, there is a hint of wooing.

It made Wu Wei feel a little weird.

However, he was not allowed to think too much.

Zhang Fu, a person who is very deep in the city, will make him suspicious if there is any flaw.

Although he didn't go for the treasures in the Tower of Babel, on the surface, he had to pretend to be a little surprised.

"Since Brother Zhang has been invited, how can Wu have any reason to excuse himself!" Wu Wei hurriedly said.

"Good." Zhang Fu nodded approvingly: "There is still half a month before the Mid-Autumn Festival, you stay at Xiaomei's house, and we will leave in a few days." Once you've entered the Tower of Babel, be sure to follow my command, otherwise, I won't guarantee that you will survive. ”

"Wu understands." Wu Wei nodded.

Night.

Zhang Youyi cleaned up a side room for him.

Wu Wei sat cross-legged on the bed and sat down.

After touching for about an hour, slowly open your eyes.

Although the intensity of Dazhai Fire Aura is one line higher than that of the underground stone Changyi Cave, it is limited to this.

The speed at which the spiritual power in the spiritual treasure was transformed was a turtle speed, which made Wu Wei feel helpless.

The most basic natal fire of the three fires, "Natal Fire", "Si Destiny Fire", and "Heavenly Destiny Fire", can only be condensed when it reaches the late stage of the Spirit Fetus Realm.

At this rate of cultivation progress, it can be said that there is no time for it.

Putting away the exercises, Wu Wei jumped off the bed and stood by the window.

The night sky is literally pitch black.

There is a sun in this world, but there are no stars and no moon.

Although Wu Wei had already accepted the matter, the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, so he had to think more.

In Dazhai, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a family reunion and a festival to worship ancestors.

It has nothing to do with the moon or mooncakes.

It felt familiar and strange to him.

In the huge world, there was no one to confide in all kinds of feelings, leaving him alone to swallow in his belly.

The avenue is lonely.

"When is the bright moon...... Ask the sky for wine. ”

"I don't know the heavenly palace...... What year is it? ”

......

Three days later, another pair of twin brothers of the Zhang family rushed to Zhang Youyi's house at night.

Without any delay, Zhang Fu, Zhang Youyi, the twin brothers and Wu Wei set off overnight and rushed to the south.

Nothing to say all the way.

After walking for several hours without resting, Zhang Xian stopped everyone when the eastern sky was a little white.

"Do you see the pass in front of you? After turning over that pass, you will arrive at the ancestral land where the Tower of Babel is located. ”

The thick fog covered the pass, and everyone stretched their necks to look at it for a long time, but they couldn't see why.

Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, Zhang Fu explained: "The ancestral land of Dazhai is surrounded by dense fog all year round, and it will not disperse at noon on dog days. Unless it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, you can't break into it on an ordinary day. Even if it is blessed with the divine power of the remnant yin god, it will not work. ”

With that, Zhang Fu took the lead and continued to climb up.

When he approached the pass, he took out a mirror from his bosom and looked at the thick fog.

Suddenly, a yellow light shot out of the mirror, breaking through the billowing fog and carving out a passage through it.

"Follow me, quick!"

He beckoned, and the crowd followed him closely into the fog.

After the backs of the five disappeared, the thick fog rolled and returned to normal.

Soon after, a young girl in a goose-yellow skirt appeared from the forest, facing the billowing fog, and muttered for a moment.

He turned into a multicolored deer, glanced around with alert eyes, and then jumped into the thick fog.

After another cup of tea.

A group of black-robed people suddenly appeared on the mountain road.

"I really don't understand, this is still a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, why did Lord Gao suddenly send a secret message in the retreat, let us be stationed in this ancestral land where birds don't?"

Zou Ji yawned and connected the heavens.

He was still asleep early in the morning when he was suddenly woken up and hurried here.

Cheng Jia glared at him coldly, and then woke him up from sleepiness for three minutes, and obediently shut up.

"Before the official handover was completed, Lu Yuansheng was still in charge of the key to enter the ancestral land. If he jumps over the wall in a hurry and secretly lets some people in advance, things will not be easy. Among the black-robed people, an old woman said hoarsely.

"Grandma, you're still thoughtful." Zou Ji hurriedly said.

Everyone in the nursery hall lined up and stood still in front of the pass, Cheng Jia said coldly: "Cheer me up." If Lu Yuansheng's subordinates want to break into the ancestral land, don't be polite to them, be sure to stop them! The infant technique of the thirty of you is enough to block one or two even if Lu Yuansheng is here in person! ”

"Yes!" Everyone in the nursery hall was in good spirits.

Cheng Jia nodded with satisfaction and looked at the old woman.

The old woman raised her crutches, but she nodded to a few people: "You, you, you...... You, Cheng Jia, go in with the old man. ”

"Go in? Where to? Zou Jiran was also a member of the point, and he was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Ancestral land!" ”

"But, Grandma, this is not yet the Mid-Autumn Festival, I heard that this ancestral land is not allowed to trespass, otherwise it will be lost in the fog?"

"Since the old body said so, he naturally has the means to bring you into the Tower of Babel." The hunchbacked old woman said impatiently.

Zou Ji was still hesitating, and Cheng Jia had already stepped forward: "Grandma, you don't have to talk nonsense with him." If you don't want to go, just change someone, and the great opportunity to get the treasure in advance is to put the stupid people you don't want, and it's a burden to go in! ”

"Pick up the treasure early?" One sentence made Zou Ji's eyes shine, and he said hurriedly: "I'll go!" I'll go! ”