"What the hell is going on? We clearly use the spirit wood as a stake and go straight to the leyline, this building shouldn't be crooked... Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Jiang Xiaobai looked at the tall buildings that were getting more and more inclined, and he was very puzzled.

As the 36-day deadline drew closer, everyone felt a sense of urgency.

If the high-rise building cannot be completed on time, it will not lead to any bad consequences, not to mention, at least the follow-up tasks will definitely not be able to continue.

This copy of the Yellow Crane Tower, although it is not in vain, is a big waste, and it has not even been thoroughly touched by the main line.

In the next two days, Jiang Xiaobai and the four of them, gathered people, made many attempts, and even changed the original drawing plan, expanding the first layer as the foundation, wanting to stabilize the foundation.

But it's still useless, some so-called common sense is useless here.

The building is getting more and more crooked, and it seems that if it lacks only a gust of wind, it will collapse completely.

"Forget it, let's take a breath, I've made some fruit wine. Tell everyone to come and taste it!" Chu He hugged the wine jar and shouted to Jiang Xiaobai, Ling Xiaoyu and others near the construction site.

Among the several people, Chu He was the most calm.

Because he is sure enough, even if he fails this time and quits the dungeon, he can still repeat the old trick and reopen this dungeon.

Even if you fail, it's just one more experience.

Most of the workers listened to Chu He's words, so they put down their work and ran over to Chu He to beg for wine.

"Little brother (guo)! This building can't be built! I'm afraid it will anger the mountain god's grandfather! He won't let you build a building here!" a middle-aged carpenter took a sip of fruit wine, and then whispered to Chu He.

"Little brother, if you go to the temple and ask a golden Buddha to be buried, and use the golden Buddha to suppress the mountain god, maybe you can build this building." Another worker also interjected.

Chu He only smiled when he heard this, and did not answer.

A group of people were drinking and chatting, but they heard singing from afar, and they couldn't hear it until they got closer.

"The avenue has always been natural. The empty hall sits and guards the mechanism. Mita Bao, the mayor of the town. The Red Emperor clearly sits in the cold, and the sun and the moon run at dawn and night. Kunlun is on top of the world. In the real mirror, it can be discussed. Red Dawn Lonely Gate... ”

Following the singing, I saw a person, stepping on mango shoes, holding a bamboo cane, his robe was covered with oil, and his long hair was tangled into a clump.

The end is a sloppy raunchy frame.

Hearing the singing, I thought it was a master who came from the party, and they all shook their heads and sighed.

"It's a fragrant wine, why don't you give me a jar?" the Taoist smelled the wine from afar, and said.

When a worker heard this, he sneered: "Where did the wild Taoist priest come from, he is so rude." Mr. Xin's wine is a good product in wine, a bowl is already rare, but you are greedy for a jar, what is the reason?"

The Taoist was not annoyed when he heard this, but nodded and said, "It makes sense!

After that, he took out a black, yellow, and withered small orange from his arms and handed it to Chu He.

A withered and dry orange is like a jar of good wine, and it is really a fool's dream. A worker pointed at the Taoist and laughed.

However, Chu He quickly took over this unsightly little orange.

Seeing this, the man unceremoniously hugged the wine jar, and regardless of the angry eyes of the workers who had not yet drunk enough, he directly raised his head and poured wine, and waited until half of his body was wet with the spilled wine, and then he said: "What an evil building! What an evil dragon." ”

Chu He heard the difference in the pronunciation of this word, so he asked, "What does the Taoist chief mean by this?"

Jiang Xiaobai and the others also sensed that something was wrong, and knew that some special people might have been triggered, and what they said next might be related to whether the task could continue, so they all pricked up their ears and listened.

"The two mountains compete for one vein, and the turtle and snake are opposed. The tower is the dragon's horn, and the ninety-five flying sky is que. With that, the Taoist strode away, no matter how Chu He shouted, he never looked back.

When Chu He caught up, he found that the person didn't seem to be fast, but he was always in front of him, and he couldn't catch up no matter how he chased him.

In the end, the Taoist walked directly on the waves and disappeared into the distance of the Yangtze River.

Only then did many workers realize that they had met a master, and those who had said sour words and strange things kicked in their hearts, and more people regretted that they did not talk to the master.

Otherwise, even if you don't get any benefits, it's enough to brag about it for a lifetime.

Let the workers go their own way.

Chu He summoned Jiang Xiaobai and the others, hid to the side and said, "I think everyone heard what the Taoist said, and the meaning is very clear, I don't think there is anything to be confused about." ”

Brother Pingtou said: "No wonder this building can't be built." It turns out that the turtle and snake are in the same vein and share a dragon vein. If we build a five-story tower of nine zhang on top of Snake Mountain, it is equivalent to putting horns on Snake Mountain, and then the snake will turn into a dragon. You can already enjoy your luck and get the dragon vein alone. ”

"This is not only against the will of heaven, but also angers the god of Guishan Mountain, and this building naturally can't be built. ”

"Now that we know the reason, we have to find a way to address the reason. Chu He nodded.

Sister Mimi said: "In the Divine Work Scroll, there is a method of seizing qi and borrowing time, as long as we cut down a spiritual wood on the top of Turtle Mountain, make it into a wedge and place it on the platform, we can temporarily hide the will of heaven." When the time comes, the building will be erected first, and when the snake mountain god turns into a dragon flying into the sky, this building will completely become his horn, and it will be difficult to damage. ”

"I'm afraid that if you want to go to the top of Turtle Mountain to cut down the spirit wood, it will be extremely difficult to succeed. Jiang Xiaobai said worriedly.

"Anyway, always give it a try. Chu He said.

The battle between the turtle and the snake, the tower of the yellow crane, is vaguely related to the battle between the two mountain gods, and it is also related to more fairy games.

But although these look close, they are actually very far away from the Chu River. In any case, they have to complete the task first.

Although Mo Chenghai said that digging deep and changing the main line can bring huge benefits. But that's also a specific situation, a specific analysis.

In the Immortal Origin dungeon, if the creatures that dominate the story of the dungeon are too powerful, forcibly changing them will only cause more unpredictable consequences, and they will be damaged in vain.

Therefore, the more you participate in, the deeper you dig, and the more you finally summarize, the more benefits you will get.

"Actually, we can buy and collect spirit trees in Jiangcheng first, maybe there are some spirit trees that were cut down from the top of Turtle Mountain in previous years. I always felt that it would not be a wise choice for us to go up to Turtle Mountain like this. Sister Mimi said.

"Sister Mimi is right! But we have spent about the gold that the big man gave. Although I have been selling wine in the city these days, trying to save as much as possible, I am still a little slow. "Although the wine of the Chu River is good, it is expensive to sell, and the wine itself is considered a luxury in ancient times, and the market is far less than that of later generations.

"Why don't we're going to rob the rich and help the poor!" Jiang Xiaobai said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"Don't even think about it! This is a world of myths, those rich merchants and squires, looking like fat pigs, who knows what kind of gods and monsters they have to do with karma, rashly robbing money, maybe it is to cause trouble. Chu He shook his head and frowned.