Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Dragon Vein Remains

The fine steel crossbow pierced deeply into the stone wall, grabbed the back and pulled it out, but felt that there was a force inside that was also pulling in, as if there was a hand on the opposite side tug-of-war with me. The harder I tried, the more I pulled. tighter. I looked at this small crossbow in surprise, and hurriedly called Lao Zhong to come over to have a look. He pulled out this crossbow first, only to see that the other crossbow was pulled out an inch, and then slowly retracted in strangely. Old Zhong was obviously taken aback, and then lightly smashed around the crossbow with the handle of the paratrooper's knife in his hand. There was a "thumping" sound, and the bottom was empty.

When Old Zhong exerted his strength, the outer layer of stone shell was completely shattered, and he saw that the crossbow arrows were pierced on a ball of white meat. When he pressed it with his hand, it seemed that it was still warm and elastic. No wonder he felt a tingle when he pulled it out. Pull it hard. "Silence soil nail", after a long while, Lao Zhong slowly spit out the three words, his face became more and more serious, but his expression could not restrain the joy. Xi Rang, of course I know this, I have seen records about Xi Rang when I was making up for it. According to legend, there was a great flood in the time of Yao, and everyone unanimously recommended Gun to control the flood. He first went to the heavenly court and begged the emperor to take back the flood and give people a peaceful life, but it didn't work; so he used the method of "blocking" to control the flood. , Cushion the soil of the highlands in the low places, and block all the rivers.However, after nine years of flood control, the floods still continued.Just when he was bored, an owl and a tortoise passed by and told him that he could steal the treasure of the heaven "Xi Soil" to stop the flood.Gun was well aware of the guilt of this act, but seeing the people suffering so much, he steadfastly overcame all difficulties and stole the "Xiyang". The "breathing loam" is really miraculous. Wherever it is sprinkled, high mountains will be formed to block the flood, and the height will automatically increase with the rise of the water potential.When the Emperor of Heaven found out about Gun's robbery of Xi'an, he sent the god of fire, Zhu Rong, to kill Gun in Yujiao, took back Xi'an, and flooded again.Gun died in peace, and his body did not rot for three years. The Emperor of Heaven feared that Gun would turn into a ghost, and sent Zhu Rong to open Gun's stomach with the world's sharpest "Wu knife" to see what happened.But a miracle happened, and a person jumped out of Gun's belly, that is, Gun's son Yu; Yu inherited his father's career, and after another nine years, he finally subdued the flood completely.

As an item that exists in legends, the most amazing thing about soil is that it can grow automatically as needed.As an ancient god, many people have never seen it.However, the miraculous thing like the breath soil nail does exist, and it is also something that many traditional craftsmen can hardly see in their entire lives. A building material that can grow automatically, I am afraid that as long as it is something that a builder dreams of, grandpa once said that somewhere, he has seen a kind of magical rock that can magically recover after being damaged. After consulting the classics, I realized that this kind of stone was said to be produced in Kunlun and introduced to the Central Plains. Because of this magical function of automatic recovery, it has been used as a good material for sealing secret rooms since ancient times. According to legend, there were many stones in the Five Dynasties. The rich family once built its own gold storage room, and the sealed doors of the gold storage room were all made of this kind of soil nails.

The old clock smashed all the stone shells sealed outside the earth nails, and in the dim light, a huge portrait slowly revealed its outline.A crouching and lying tiger has a human head on its neck, but there are four faces on the head, expressing tranquility, anger, anger, and joy respectively. "God Lu," a voice suddenly sounded from behind, "it's exactly the same as the one enshrined in our family's ancestral hall." At some point, the old Liutou was already standing behind us. "What is God Lu Wu?" Just before my curiosity was satisfied, Lao Zhong had already put the mural aside and grabbed Lao Liutou's clothes: "Where is Wuzhiqi?"

Old Liutou pointed to a piece of carbon ash on the ground, and said two words with a blank expression: "Burn". Burned?I looked at the pile of black ash on the ground in amazement, only to find that the monster nailed to the wall just now was gone. There was only a large pile of black ash and a white skeleton near the corner of the stone wall. How much effort did it take to burn a monster almost the size of a man into a pile of black ashes?And we hardly smelled the smell of the fire. I looked at the old Liutou and felt a chill in my heart. Old Zhongtou sighed, and walked towards the pile of black ashes, Old Liutou grabbed him in a pleading tone: "Let him go, ah, let him go."

At that moment, Lao Zhong and Lao Liutou, the two old men who add up to almost 200 years old, were relatively speechless. They still ended with a sigh, and Lao Zhong walked towards the skeleton on his own. I finally knew why the monster I saw in the shadow had four hands and feet. It turned out that the monster had a skeleton on its back. The four hands we saw were the limbs of the skeleton. What is amazing is that there is a long tail at the caudal vertebra of this skeleton that has turned yellow and black. A tailbone like a snake hangs long behind the skeleton. I suddenly remembered a painting I saw in a small box of my grandfather’s collection once. It was a hand-painted image: a human body with a snake tail and a crown on its head. The person sitting on the high position, below is a group of people who tend to kneel down.When the old man remembered that he forgot to close the box and came back, I was holding the painting and looked at it carefully. The old man scolded me and put the painting back into the box and locked it carefully. I have never seen it again since then. this painting.

Although I am not sure that this skeleton is what is in the picture, but the expression of Lao Zhong fully explains everything, just like a UFO fan who suddenly saw aliens with his own eyes N years after being told that there are no aliens. "Chai's Dragon Vein." Old Liutou said calmly, "This is the owner of this tomb, the short-lived wretch known as Long Mingtian." It was no less than a thunderbolt, which stunned me. We have gone through untold hardships and many traps along the way, but now we see the protagonist who should have been buried and buried in a corner like a leftover rag inside.

Although there is no need to combine yellow intestines, at least the coffin should be combined, right?I have never heard of a skeleton being carried around the tomb by the monster guarding the mausoleum.I looked up and down Old Liutou with questioning eyes, but he had a calm expression, as if it was something he expected. Lao Zhong didn't look at the skeleton at all, but instead approached the mural that he discovered just now. Before he got close, we felt a sense of tremor deep under our feet. No, it’s going to be an earthquake, this is my first reaction, my face is suddenly gray, we are in the underground palace, so we can’t die at this time, the earthquake, this loess land, don’t need a big magnitude, there are three or four, We are shrouded in yellow sand.

Just when I looked at the two unlucky brothers in panic, the three of them huddled on the ground like frightened quails, but I found that Lao Zhong and Lao Liutou were standing there steadily, looking calm The two looked up and stared at one place. I looked up, and saw that the eight eyes of Lu Wushen on all sides were emitting fluorescence at the same time, as if there was an induction, under the claws of the tiger with a human face, a semicircular slanted door slowly appeared, close to it. Then a sour smell rushed towards the face, and before the suffocating smell dissipated, there was a heavy "clang" sound, as if something fell down, and then, in front of him was a painting of a tiger body and a human head surrounded by four sides. The wall began to sag, sinking steadily into the ground like a knife in a cake.

The entire cylindrical stone wall fell down, revealing a strange wall, densely packed with small squares, filled with black metal blocks the size of half a brick, I tried to take one out, and started When I tried it, it was heavy, just like the black stone I picked up on it just now. Wang Kui, who was behind me, suddenly snatched it, buttoned it carefully, and happily said to Lu Qiang beside me, it turned out that these things were by our side just now, with a sense of regret in his words. Lu Qiang's eyes lit up, "The Yellow Dragon Mansion's vault, is the Huanglong Mansion's vault, haha ​​is the Huanglong Mansion's vault?"

"What Huanglong Mansion treasury?" I looked curiously at the black brick-like thing in my hand, Wang Kui snatched the black brick from my hand, and scratched hard on the edge, the oxide layer was worn away, The white metal texture is exposed inside. He shook the black brick in his hand, and said to me vigorously: "It's silver ingots, understand? There are enough silver ingots in the Northern Song Dynasty, and all of them are silver ingots." My God, I took a step back a little staggeringly, and looked up at the dense black brick wall around me. Could this be the secret treasury thousands of years ago? Wang Kui danced and held the silver ingots and said to Lu Qiang: "Haha, you didn't lie to us, you really didn't lie to us. This is really the treasury of Huanglong Mansion. These treasures are beside us, and we didn't even find them!" Before his words fell to the ground, Lao Liutou snatched the silver ingot from Wang Kui's hand with agility that didn't match his age, and said coldly: "This is not the gold vault of the Huanglong Mansion, this is the secret silver vault of the underground palace. Do you think that the layers of mechanisms in the underground palace are really designed to protect this half-human, half-dragon corpse?" Wang Kui, Lu Qiang, and I were taken aback. Could it be that the secret of this underground palace is not a mausoleum as in the legend? Does he have other missions? Lu Qiang was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "Old man, don't scare us, we knew from the very beginning that this is definitely not the hidden dragon underground palace, this is the treasury of the Huanglong Mansion, which is the secret of the rebels from all walks of life to regain the Central Plains. The treasury, since everyone came in together, everyone who sees it will have a share, and we will share it together. Then go our separate ways." I don't know why, Wang Kui and I gave him a foolish look at the same time... He didn't even think about what old Liutou and Lao Zhongtou were doing?One is a family of mausoleum guards, who have believed in sticking to this place for generations, and the other is a modern mountain patrol general who has been appointed to the country for the purpose of protection and research.He actually wants to discuss with these two people about dividing up the treasures here. Isn't he out of his mind?Even if you are impulsive and lose your mind, you can still win if you negotiate, for example, ah, you discuss with me. Before I finished thinking about it, I saw a black shadow flashing over behind him. With a wave of his hand, Lu Qiang fell limply. Wang Kui was shocked. Before he could dodge, the shadow behind him also raised his hand, and he fell up. I looked at the old clock in surprise, I didn't expect the old man to be so good at such an age, he cleaned up these two guys neatly, before I had time to praise him, I felt a numbness in the back of the neck, A sense of dizziness flooded the back of my head in an instant. Before I fell down, I saw Lao Zhong holding a golden needle in his hand, and said with a smile, "Boy, it's not good to know too much. Let's go to sleep first." He wrote three words: Gou Ri's.