The book was picked up, at the same time that Chu Xunyu pried open the cabinet door hard, suddenly a shock and wind hit, the three of them felt different, and couldn't help but be vigilant, Chu Xunyu stabilized his heart, drank low, his hands suddenly exerted force, a crisp sound, the door panel was stretched open a thick slit, and the upper and lower axle pins could be seen, but they were also incorrigibly rotten, this is not a problem, the long sword was cut off when it was picked back and forth, and the huge cabinet door was removed.

The bronze door that was removed was quite heavy, and the three of them held the door panel aside, stretched out their heads to look into the cabinet, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded, this is ...... A jar? Mu Yuan pointed to it and asked in surprise, "This is the key? is that the latch key? Open the door with a wine jar?"

Yes, the three of them saw clearly, the bronze cabinet was solid underneath, the cushion was very high, half of it was a bronze table, and there was a clay jar quietly placed on it, with a simple shape, the body of the jar did not have any superfluous patterns and words, and the mouth of the jar was tightly sealed by fire wax, and the three of them were very surprised, although they didn't know what those cup masters meant by such behavior, but they had never heard that the wine jar could be used to open the door, and they guessed stupidly: "No one said that it is the key we are looking for, maybe...... Maybe it was because they were of little value, so the cup masters didn't take them with them, after all, when they left, they only took important things, which seemed to be of little use, and they were left behind. ”

"Who says it's worthless. Mu Yuan crooked his mouth proudly, "Last time we were in the ground of Shudi, the porcelain found in the spider shadow monster building is a good antique, although this jar was all over the streets during the Warring States Period, but now it seems that it is a priceless antiquity, and it will be sold at a good price in the market, and it is estimated that it will not be eaten in the next life if it is exchanged for good food." ”

After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and went to get it: "Come on, you don't want it to be mine, no one should fight with me." ”

Mu Yuan's reckless behavior always pops up from time to time, Chu Xunyu wanted to shout too late, only to see Mu Yuan pick up the jar, and heard a small sound: "Click", Chu Xunyu knew that it was going to be bad, this voice was clearly a trigger mechanism, and he was about to shout to the two of them to be careful, but he didn't want Mu Yuan to find out, he had already held the jar to his chest at this time, and suddenly saw that there was dripping water below, so he raised it up and looked down, and said to himself strangely: "Is this thing a bad thing?"

It turned out that there was a puddle of black viscous water stains at the bottom of the altar and dropped a few drops, and Wangchen took over the conversation and asked curiously: "Is it wine?" The longer the time, the more fragrant it is, the wine of the Warring States period has been treasured so far, and it is estimated that Li Taibai will be drunk. ”

Chu Xunyu didn't bother to pay attention to this old and young nonsense, stretched out his head to look at the place where the jar was placed in the cabinet, and sure enough, there was a bronze square tongue reed trace, which was full of this kind of black water stains, and suddenly realized, but also to praise these cup masters really have some means, most of this kind of mechanism is related to weight, the public losers in the rivers and lakes often use, press a heavy object on the tongue reed, only someone touches the weight and the mechanism is triggered, but the Mo family is also good at dismantling, just need to replace another almost heavy object to continue to press the reed, I don't want these cup masters to be powerful, even use the water in the jar to press the reed, the water is easy to sprinkle, there must be a groove at the bottom of the altar, which contains a puddle of water, even if the strength the size of a mosquito touches the water and spills a drop, the weight will change, and the reed will be triggered, which is really ingenious. These thoughts flashed quickly through Chu Xunyu's mind, but the next moment, he got rid of these nonsense things, when was it, he was still admiring others, and he couldn't help but turn his head and shout: "We have fallen into a trick, get out of here quickly." ”

"Why did you fall into the trick again?" Mu Yuan asked in disbelief while holding the altar, "What else do they ......?"

Before the words fell, I only felt a shaking under my feet, not very violent, but it felt that it was obvious that there were signs of trouble, and those earth-colored skeletons on the wall fell down in twos and threes, and now Forget Chen also knew that it was going to be bad, and couldn't help but shout angrily: "We can't run, the latch button hasn't been found yet, isn't this what we're here for." ”

"Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood. Mu Yuan grabbed his sleeve and shouted: "This movement is obviously that the grandsons of those who have a cup are going to fix us again, and they don't run away? It's a big deal to save our lives, let's go around the southern Xinjiang to find clues, is there only one clue to the ancient Dian Kingdom?"

The two had a dispute, so they turned their heads to look at Chu Xunyu together, Chu Xunyu gritted his teeth, in fact, he was reluctant to be here, after all, things have come to this point, there is a good shortcut to enter the ancient Dian King City, how can he return empty-handed? I couldn't help but grit my teeth, made up my mind, pushed the two of them out of the door, and shouted: "You go first, get out of here, I'll stay and find the key." ”

"What?" Mu Yuan was shocked, and returned to grab him and said, "Are you crazy? Isn't it self-defeating for you to stay alone to deal with the cup master's organs? Let's go!"

"No!" Chu Xunyu had already thought of a way out, "You go first, I still have Ting'er, if I can't do it, there is no way to escape, I will rely on her to temporarily escape back to the two poles, and find an opportunity to come out, you leave quickly, if you die in southern Xinjiang because of me, then I will regret it for the rest of my life." ”

After such a delay, the mutation was born again, the shaking became more and more violent, and the earth-colored skeletons on the wall fell more and more, but unexpectedly, they slowly moved out of the door as if they were alive, Mu Yuan was shocked, and forgot about the dangers around him, and pointed to the skeletons on the ground that moved out of the door one by one and exclaimed: "It's so fun? The skeletons actually lived by themselves? It is much more interesting than the dead skeletons in your family's Medicine King Mansion in Yelangzhong." ”

Chu Xunyu also felt incredible, the corpses and skeletons of the Medicine King Mansion and other things can be carried, the clansmen are from studying these things, and they have never heard of skeletons walking on the ground by themselves for thousands of years, it is really an unprecedented anecdotal, and he took a step forward at the moment, flew up and kicked over one, took a closer look, and immediately understood, and said in surprise: "This is ......"

At the same time, just when Chu Xunyu and the three of them fell into the quagmire of the cup division organ in the mountains, in the vast mountains of 100,000 miles in southern Xinjiang, there was a stream meandering by, there was a village by the stream, this village was built unusually, more exquisite than the ordinary village to be built, whether it was the materials used for the house or the dress of the villagers, it was very noble, and the strange thing was that the people of this house were multi-ethnic mixed from the perspective of dress, not only Miao people, but also Dai people, Yi people, Tujia people, etc., and even a horse-drawn carriage passed through the houses quickly, and although the villagers on the left and right avoided dodging, they were not surprised.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of a big wooden building in the south, and there were four guards dressed as Miao people standing guard at the door, although there were swords and swords, it seemed that all of them were monks of the Jindan period from the eyes of the Central Plains cultivators, and a young man jumped down from the carriage at this time, he was dressed as a Dai people, but there was a Yuan infant stage of cultivation, he asked in Chinese: "Is Dazhai here?"

"Wait, it's going on. One of the guards replied, "I guess it's almost over at this point, and I'll summon you soon." ”

"Good. The young man was not in a hurry, and stood aside to pack up the miscellaneous items in the carriage.

Another of the guards interjected with a smile and asked, "What new things did you encounter outside this time?" Tell us about it, a few days ago, other brothers came back from the Central Plains and told us a story about the earth-shaking battle between Shushan and the source gate, which is really wonderful, what happened to you?"

"I didn't go to the Central Plains this time. The young man smiled and shook his hand, "It's something else, what do you care about the affairs of the Han people, they always like to call around." ”

Just when a few people chatted, many people came out of the gate, there were men and women, old and young, people of all nationalities, but the identity is not ordinary, out of the gate, there are people to pick them up, some of these people are riding cars, some riding elephants, a noble form, but the expressions are very serious, from time to time and the surrounding people whisper a few words, using their own language, outsiders can not understand for a while. At this time, a small boy came out and said to the young man: "Dazhai Lao called you in." ”

The young man nodded, handed over the carriage to the subordinates, and went in alone, and walked around and around to enter a room, with deer heads and horns hanging on the walls of the house, and a mighty eagle mural carved on the middle wall, and a stove pit on the floor, in which a bonfire was burned, and hot water was burning on the fire, and there was an old man dressed as a Miao man, sitting on the side and smoking a hookah, and there were two subordinates beside him who were sorting out the things scattered after the guests left. Seeing the young man at the door, the old man beckoned, and the young man quickly took off his shoes at the door, walked in respectfully, and saluted the old man.

"Sit down. The old man's voice was a little hoarse, put down the hookah, and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat.

"You're still so busy. The young man sat down and exchanged pleasantries.

"Hey—that's a lot of work. The old man sighed, "Some of the villages don't have enough salt; some of them have fought, and there are many casualties, and the herbs can't keep up; and some of them don't have enough food, and now it's just spring, and the new rice can't be harvested, so they have to adjust each other's villages.

"Oh, some of them have some eyebrows. The young man took out a roll of bamboo slips, unfolded it and replied respectfully, "The fight a month ago was really as you expected, it was deliberately picked by the Black Snake Village, and their Sanzhai was very dissatisfied with the food supply this time, thinking that it was deliberately deducted by the Qizhai Guys of the Red Spider Village, so they specially instigated the dispute and set fire to their two small granaries, wanting to see how much food the Red Spider Village itself has, after all, the Qizhai Guy has always been in charge of our food, and it is natural to suspect him." ”

The old man shook his head helplessly: "Now the trade with the Central Plains is too little, our southern Xinjiang has been mountainous since ancient times, relying on our own terraced fields to grow and hunt can not save much food, a winter, there are so many people with their mouths open and waiting for food, the black snake thinks that the red spider has withheld the grain for his own village, it is really too much, if he red spider eats better than anyone else, then the people of the surrounding village must all pour in to eat, he red spider still has a few grains of rice can be divided? Isn't it self-inflicted." ”

"Yes. The young man continued to report, "The consumption of winter grain is too large, and it can only be exchanged for it through Han Miao or Han Dai and other villages that trade with the Han people in the Central Plains, and the price has also increased, and the inventory of fur and earth silver is also decreasing, but this year's Pu'er tea harvest on the Yi side is very good, and after the Han New Year this year, they contacted some salt merchants and grain merchants from the south of the Yangtze River in the Central Plains, and sent the tea cakes made last year in exchange for a large amount of grain. There are more than 500,000 loads of salt and clothing, but the south of the Yangtze River is far away from our mountains and rivers, and the Yi people on the side of the village asked us to send someone to escort us, so as not to have an accident on the road. ”

"Good. The wrinkles on the old man's face seemed to be relaxed, "This is the first good news I heard in the spring, this batch of materials is very important, food is the foundation of maintaining the people, after all, not every person can practice without eating or drinking, and if the clan is prosperous, southern Xinjiang will prosper." ”

After saying the beckoning, a subordinate came over with a tray and put it down, which neatly placed a lot of bamboo chips, but there are also some positions that are empty, the bamboo chips are written with words, the old man picked, took out three and handed them to the young man, paused, and made up one: "The matter of food is urgent, pass on my words, the first three villages immediately dispatched the elite cup masters in the village to rush to Jiangnan to escort the dishes, and the remaining one chip you let them choose some cup masters and people to go to the tea garden, and also step up the planting and production of Pu'er tea cakes this year. Herbs and tea are the foundation of southern Xinjiang, and tea is the foundation of our village. ”

"Yes. The young man took the bamboo chips with both hands, but seemed a little uneasy, "There are really a lot of cup masters who have been transferred from the four villages below us, do you want to report to the owner of the village?"

"He?" the old man smiled bitterly, "he's not here, he's still discussing matters in the church, arguing all day long, every time he doesn't argue for three or five days, there is no response, and he has to count the distance to and fro, and when he comes back, it's too late, and the food matter can't be delayed, you go and do it first." ”

"Yes. The young man got up and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, turned around and pointed to the bamboo slip and said, "The three Han cultivators who were reported by the people last time were a little eyebrows. ”

"Oh, what do you say?" the old man didn't raise his eyebrows.

"It seems that he is also inquiring about the whereabouts of the Golden City. ”

"Hehe, yes. The old man nodded impatiently, "It has always been like this, which sect is it from the Central Plains?"

"I don't know yet. The young man shook his head.

"It's still the same, let the brothers in the sect keep an eye on it. The old man smoked the hookah again, "After so many years, they are not the first to come to southern Xinjiang to find the Golden City, so they will follow the old rules, send people to keep an eye on them, try to find out the details, and forget it if they don't cause trouble. ”

"Nope. The young man continued to look at the bamboo slips, "According to the news of the Tan Worm Village some time ago, their origins should be extraordinary, there are cup brothers in the sect who have secretly looked at it, among them, the Taoist and Buddhist monks are extraordinary, it should not be a loose cultivation, and there is also an ancient sword cultivator, the origin is not clear, I haven't seen them and it is difficult to identify which family's exercises, according to the recent reports of the people, they are coming to our side, and they should arrive twelve days ago...... Arriving at ......" The man was stunned at this.

"Where are you?" asked the old man with a strange look of his head.

The man also raised his head and replied strangely: "When we reach the edge of the east side of the village below us, there is a big mountain, and I remember that it seems to be the 'Ancient Prison Mountain' sung in the song." ”

"Where are you going?" the old man was also quite surprised, "what is going on now?"

"It's not out of the mountain yet. ”

"Hmm......," the old man pondered, bowing his head.

At this time, a young man of the Yi nationality came in outside the door, handed the old man a small bamboo slip and left, the old man seemed to be surprised after reading it, put down the hookah and said to himself: "Strange, is it a coincidence? What does it mean?"

"Dazhai guy, what do you think these three Han monks are going to do?" the young man urged.

The old man beckoned, and another subordinate came over with a tray, which was still bamboo chips, but these bamboo chips were very exquisite, carved beams and paintings, about fifty of them, still not all of them, and there were some vacancies, the old man's fingertips slid from the tail one by one, just stopped at twenty, picked it up and handed it to the young man: "He happens to be free, and it is also suitable, let him keep an eye on it." ”

"He?" the young man took it and looked at the name on it with some surprise, "It's just three ordinary Central Plains monks, and it's not the first time we've met, so it's too serious to let him go." ”

"Something has changed. The old man waved the bamboo slip that he had just handed over in his hand, "It's better to be cautious, it's messy everywhere now, so as not to have any more accidents, it's safe to let him go, and explain to him, if the matter is verified, just do it, don't need to report it, he knows what I mean by this." ”

"Yes. The young man put away the bamboo chips and said the last sentence, "I don't know if those three Han people can come out of the mountains, after all, we don't want to go to that kind of place ourselves, it's too unlucky." ”

After speaking, he went out and put on his shoes and left in a hurry, the old man smoked a hookah, looked at the bamboo slips in his hand, and said after a while: "It's better never to come out, it's strange, isn't I thinking too much......"