On the screen of Qiao Dui's mobile phone, there is the appearance of a Western-style dragon.

It has steel wings, four legs, a slender neck, and a tail, except that the dragon's wings resemble the wings of an airplane, with two huge engines underneath, like an airplane mimicking a dragon.

"How can it look like this?"

Qiao Du originally thought that if it was a creation left by a previous civilization, it should be in the shape of an airplane and a rocket, but the appearance in front of him was indeed a dragon.

I don't know if it's the bad taste of the designer, or if it's for some special reason.

The flying machine pays attention to a powerful brick flying, even if it causes iron bumps, as long as the force is enough, it can go to the sky, and it doesn't matter what shape it is made, it all depends on the creator's preference.

According to Xiao Ai's calculations, this thing is not a slender tail, and the length is more than 60 meters, counting the tail is almost 70 meters, and the wingspan is about 40 meters, which is a very big guy.

"Dragons."

Kiriyama had heard similar legends, and although there were no such myths in the Old City, he knew that this totemic belief was widespread in many foreign lands and civilizations, and was a symbol of dignity or power.

"It's called a dragon, too?"

Light clouds are curious.

After all, the dragons of Penglai are all horse-headed snake bodies, slender one, even the legendary Ying Long, but on this basis, there is just a pair of wings.

The one in Qiao Dui's phone looks like a four-legged snake with wings and a big lizard.

"Dragons have different appearances, too."

Kiriyama guessed.

"Compared to this, let's find out what it left behind, do you have any clue?"

He asked Ah Guang.

"There are some of them, I couldn't move them alone before, so I made a mark and stayed where I was, on the other side."

Ah Guang pointed to the other side of the pit.

Several people walked along the edge of the pit, searched in the forest, and soon they saw a dumped iron box.

The part of the box exposed in the dirt was about half a man high, and I don't know how large it was when it was deep in the dirt.

After a hundred years of wind and sun, the metal on it has not the slightest trace of rust and erosion, and I don't know what material it is made of.

"That's it, I found the engine over there, and it took me three months to move it back."

Ah Guang seemed to be recalling the hardships of that time.

The engine is not big, but it is also a few hundred pounds, and it is estimated that it took a lot of effort.

And this iron box, buried in the ground, may weigh thousands of pounds, and Ah Guang can't move it no matter what.

"How did you move?"

Kiriyama glanced at the ground nearby, and it seemed to be somewhat potholed.

"Put wood on the ground and roll the engine on it, it saves a bit of effort."

Ah Guang replied.

"Pretty smart."

Kiriyama praised this self-taught young man.

"I feel like there's something in there, because there's room in there."

Ah Guang tapped the slightly curved shell of the box with his hand, making a crisp sound.

"Listen, isn't it quite empty inside?"

"Indeed."

Qiao Dusk said, and in his sight, bright red words appeared.

[There is a treasure buried here, but who knows if the treasure may bring danger and disaster? 】

"And how do we open it?"

Asamu took out the knife and slashed it on the surface of the metal shell, but did not see any traces.

"It's so hard."

She sighed.

"I'll do it."

Twilight placed her hand on the metal shell.

The next moment, the metal shell rippled, shrunk, folded as if it had come to life.

"It's a convenient ability."

Asamu couldn't help but praise.

Everyone saw that the iron box was indeed a container, and there was not much space inside, and there was a metal object with a glowing brass color.

It took the shape of a cube, except that each side was made up of irregular quadrilaterals, and it floated in it, without any support, as if defying gravity.

Qiao Twilight reached out and touched it, picking up something the size of a volleyball.

He looked around at it and saw that it had twenty-four faces.

"Home remedies octahedron."

Asamu suddenly spoke, revealing the name of the thing.

"Do you know?"

Kiriyama asked vigilantly.

"It's not something special, it's just that in the legend of Penglai, it was mentioned that something similar was a token of a great god, and it was easy to attract his peep when touched at will, but no one knows how it actually is."

Asamu explained.

In Qiao Dui's field of vision, the square octahedron that shone under the sunlight under the sieve of the tree showed a crimson text like blood.

[Hey, look what you've found, a heart, if it would be a good thing to have it beating again, I can't say!] 】

"Heart."

Jo Twilight stared at the surface and noticed that there were intricate patterns on the seemingly smooth metal polyhedral shell.

These patterns seem to constitute some of the words and pictures, but like the works of abstract painters, no one can interpret them.

The moment he noticed the patterns, Kiriyama felt dizzy.

Although he didn't recognize the words in it, the shape alone was enough to subvert his perception, it was a structure that did not exist in this world, like a hammer, smashing into his consciousness.

Buzz –

Kiriyama's head beeped, and he bleed from his nose and took a few steps back, not daring to look directly at the cube again.

Qianyun frowned, she only felt that those patterns were unpleasant, and there was an aura of malice and danger that made her subconsciously look away.

"Ahh

As for Ah Guang, he covered his eyes, and the whole person sat on the ground, and he could see that blood was flowing down from his eyes, staining the palms and eyes that covered his eyes red.

"Don't rub it."

Qianyun leaned down and squatted down to check Ah Guang's condition, and then looked at the Misty Mountain.

"This pollution is quite serious, you should stay away."

She motioned for Qiao Dui to take the square octahedron away.

Immediately, Qianyun took out a small bottle from his bosom and poured out a round pill from it.

"Come on, you'll feel better after eating this."

She handed the elixir to Ah Guang and told him to swallow it.

Soon, the blood in Ah Guang's eyes stopped flowing, and he was still gasping for breath, but it seemed that his life was not in danger.

"How about you, I still have it here."

Asanomo looked at Kiriyama again and shook the medicine bottle in his hand.

"I don't need to."

Wushan didn't want to take medicine from unknown sources, although Qianyun was a companion, and judging from Ah Guang's appearance, there didn't seem to be any serious side effects.

Qiao Du stared at these patterns, but there was no reaction, and he took out his mobile phone.

"Xiao Ai, investigate what's inside this thing?"

"Yes, master."

The artificial intelligence immediately began to analyze the cube in Qiao Dui's hand.

After a while, the AI responded.

"Report to the owner, the shell of this item is provided with a shield, please disassemble it, otherwise it cannot be analyzed."

She was a little aggrieved.

"And the shield?"

Qiao Dui's heart moved, and the metal cube in his hand immediately bloomed.

(End of chapter)