In the alley.

He Zi'an took the lead through the red light, and then a square appeared in front of him.

Sixteen wooden frames stand around the square, each with kerosene lamps hanging on top, and the surface glass of the lamps is wrapped in a thin red cloth, making the environment red.

The north side of the square is an old building of the Ming and Qing dynasties, in front of the gate are two stone sculptures two meters high, the body is round, there are only a few holes in the face, and there are no facial features that people recognize.

There are reliefs on the walls on both sides of the back gate, which are figures with angry eyes and round eyes holding whip-shaped weapons, and the height is the same as that of the building, which is a full five meters high, giving people a sense of oppression.

Inside the door was a large wall with kerosene lamps that emitted red light on each side.

According to the content of the wall carving, it is a huge grinding object, which is divided into three layers, and gradually shrinks from high to low.

Around the bottom of the mill, there are wooden sticks interspersed.

Dozens of people were holding each stick, thousands in total, most of them disheveled.

There were people on the ground who were lying down, trampled on, or physically incomplete.

On the periphery, there are humanoid creatures with hoods and shirtless faces, waving whips in their hands, and they look like overseers.

It can be easily calculated from the volume of a human being, and the total height of the grinding object is 30 meters, and the width is 150 meters, and the weight is unknown.

If this object exists in the real world, it is very difficult for thousands of people to push it.

"What is it?"

When Huang An'an followed He Zi'an to the door, he asked questions after seeing the wall.

He Zi'an stared at Zhaobi and said, "You are reluctant to spend money, let the person who guided you to the Styx Sea make it clear to you." ”

"You're so scary, I knew I wouldn't bring you here."

"Come less." He Zi'an turned his head and said, "If you are sure, when you see me on Xiaoling Street, you will avoid it as soon as possible." ”

"How did I know you would be so terrifying, you can know everything that my parents don't know when they are alive......"

"I'm sorry, I'll try not to say what I'm thinking in the future." He Zi'an hurriedly apologized, and then turned back to stare at the wall to change the topic, "The content of the wall carving is the legendary mill plate. ”

Huang Anan was stunned when he heard this.

The antique circle, like other industries, also has grandparents.

Master Zu is not Cao Cao, who openly sent people to dig graves everywhere in the Three Kingdoms, but earlier, it is even said that he was a god during the Shang Dynasty.

This person has not been recorded in any history books, only passed on by word of mouth in the circle, and at first people were called 'Luan Niao Gong'.

It is said that Luan Niao Gong was just a crop farmer at the beginning, and one day he dreamed that an immortal rode a Luan bird over the sky, and he couldn't forget it for a long time after waking up, so he said goodbye to his father and fellow villagers to find immortals.

Like most mythological stories in China, Luan Niao Gong embarked on the path of monasticism, and then visited famous mountains to ask masters, learned various survival skills in order to eat, and at the age of fifty he became enlightened, turning decay into magic, and turning ordinary techniques into divine skills.

At the age of seventy, Luan Niao Gong counted that there were not many days left to be stationed in the world, and he planned to give the technical simplification to the people who were destined to the world.

As Luan Niao Gong walked and sent his skills to be worshipped, he left another picture when he completely passed away, saying that as long as he understood it thoroughly, he could find a place that was recorded by his lifelong learning.

It's a pity that for thousands of years, no one has been able to find the book, but the picture has been replaced and repaired by countless people with the change of dynasties.

Speaking of antique masters, there has always been a level, but no one has dared to touch it since ancient times, because the rank is 'Luan Niao Gong'.

Luanniao is also called Xuanniao, blue bird, so the Ming Dynasty began, Luanniao Gong is also called Xuanqing Emperor.

Speaking of which, a few days ago, He Zi'an said in Fengshan Village that the apprentice's life could overwhelm the antique emperor, referring to the 'Xuanqing Emperor'.

This is also the reason why Zhao Laosan was so disdainful at that time.

In any case, the grinding disc carved on the wall is recognized as the closest to the original picture after thousands of years of repair and aggregation by countless people, that is, the 'Xuanqing Emperor Map'.

After Huang Anan came back to his senses, his eyes widened and he did not let go of any details, and he had to remember it firmly.

Seeing this, He Zi'an complained: "What are you doing with that energy, Old Man Huang has a grinding plate in his hand, and when you pass the assessment and get the grandmaster certificate to defeat the old man, you can easily ask for it." ”

"I just want to prove to my grandfather that I am capable, and I have no intention of defeating him." Huang Anan took the time to reply.

He Zi'an was speechless and wanted to die, and after a while, he said bluntly: "Huang Xianghe is an extremely patriarchal old bastard, he should be beaten." ”

"What do you mean!" There was a voice of discontent from behind.

He Zi'an turned around.

It was a tall man with glasses who spoke, and it was Zhou Bo who had been looking for him crazy in the past few days.

At this moment, they were all putting on makeup, and Zhou Bo only heard the last words, so he didn't recognize them, and quickly came to him and said, "You say it again!" ”

The tone is extremely unfriendly.

Huang Anan couldn't ignore it, turned his head and glanced at it and whispered: "It's my grandfather's assistant, who has only been on the job for a month, and has been studying in the capital before." ”

Huang Xianghe's closed disciple, how could He Zi'an not know him, but he just lamented that his friend's life was too pitiful, and he was crushed to death in a wealthy family, and he didn't know this information.

"Report the number." Zhou Bo shouted again.

There is no way, deep in Zhou Bo's heart, the master is more important than his parents, if it weren't for the fact that this place was the Stygian Sea and couldn't make trouble, he would have taken down He Zi'an and the two directly, instead of asking questions.

In Huang An'an's cognition, He Zi'an was a troublemaker, so he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed his head to Zhou Bo and said, "I'm sorry, my brother is ignorant when he first entered the industry, and I apologize to you here." ”

Zhou Bo was not satisfied, stared at He Zi'an and shouted: "If you dare to be cheap, you will be responsible, get out and apologize!" ”

He Zi'an thought that what he said was the truth and didn't feel the need to apologize, but he knew that if it dragged on, Huang Anan would take the initiative to identify himself, and then the Huang family would know that Huang An'an had good makeup skills, and he liked to be a tomboy, so he couldn't take the opportunity to laugh at him, so he endured the disgusting apology.

"Remember, Huang Lao is one of the three powerhouses in the Minhai antique circle, and he is also the founder of Quanxiu Pavilion, not something that a cat or dog can comment on, if you dare to do it again, I will definitely break your arm." After hearing the apology, Zhou Bo threw down the warning and walked through the door.

Huang Anan waited for a while, and said to He Zi'an: "The first step in entering the circle is to learn to be cautious, don't be impulsive next time you are alone, call me when you turn around, and I will help you deal with it." ”

"So good to me, do you believe that your uncle and aunt cast dreams for me?"

"Wrong, I'm just curious, why are you so good to me and my brother, you can't have an accident the day I dig up the truth." Huang Anan said solemnly.

That's just a little thing.

He Zi'an sighed, then checked around to make sure that there was no one, and said solemnly: "To tell you the truth, I am a time traveler who came retrograde. ”

Huang An'an's face turned black in an instant, but the red light around him could be seen, and after a while, he scolded angrily: "Although this place is called the Styx Sea, it is not a real underworld, don't talk nonsense." ”

Old friend, I'll tell you the truth in order not to waste your energy by drilling the horns.

No one understands the bitterness in He Zi's peace of mind.