"Fucking bottles" wrung out the clothes.
Zhang Guozhong thought hard.
Now it seems that those bottles are not just "surrender supplies".
They may have a lot to do with the cracking of the entire Eighteen Mingding.
Zhao Kuncheng As a descendant of the Zhao family, it is impossible for my father not to know the power of Shiba Mingding.
If this person dares to go alone without getting the "stepping stone", it means that he has at least theoretically found Shiba Mingding.
Ming Ding's cracking method only went wrong during the actual operation.
At this time, it is still unclear whether the so-called "stepping stone" in his hand will work after obtaining the Chuanguo Jade Seal.
The safest way at the moment is to destroy the Eighteen Mingding to avoid future troubles.
So far, the only clues are those disgusting bottles.
Putting on wet clothes, Zhang Guozhong decided to go back to the corpse of Zhao Kuncheng's father and examine the bottles carefully.
At the same time, outside Longtan.
Holding the compass, Old Liu Tou found a towering tree, and the pointer seemed to be beating because of this.
These eighteen Mingdings have not been recorded in the literature of famous and decent sects.
Only some folk miscellaneous manuscripts have been handed down to the modern world, and the descriptions in different miscellaneous books are different.
At first, he was too dependent on the compass, so Lao Liutou didn't pay attention to these eighteen men.
The swing of the compass pointer was at best similar to that of a little beast who had been cultivating immortals for thirty to fifty years, but just now he and Qin Ge , Song Kuan were defeated at the same time, which made Lao Liutou have to be extra cautious.
Peeling away the rotten fallen leaves, Old Liu Tou discovered that the roots of the big tree reached here and were cut off artificially.
The flatness of the ground outside the cut roots was very different from the surrounding land.
It was obviously passive.
Pass.
"That's it."
Old Liu Tou took off his backpack, took out a piece of dead jade, carefully placed it in front of the broken tree root, and then gently dug it up in the soil with a dagger.
According to Old Liu Tou's idea, the Eighteen Mingding should be similar to the "Eight Immortals Bureau".
The most feasible way to solve it is to resolve the grievances, first let the evil ghosts become wild ghosts, and then transcend them into reincarnation.
Therefore, we should first set up an "earth fire array.
This is an array that uses red saltpeter as raw material.
It is originally very costly and difficult for the private sector to obtain.
However, Song Kuan is an expert from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, so it doesn't take much effort.
So I went to the comrades of the Institute of Geology and asked for a large bottle, which weighed more than a kilogram, enough for more than a dozen times of ground fire.
Death jade, build a place far away from the pulse eye.
"The ghost grave is the same as the cloak grave.
The ghost grave is not the body of the deceased, but the soul."
If the evil ghost's resentment is too heavy, just build seven gates to trap it, and then Repeatedly venting one's resentment with the Talisman Sutra will turn him into a wild ghost within an hour at most.
However, after the soul is completely transcended and enters reincarnation, the peach wood box and death jade can still be used again.
He thought it was pretty seamless, but the actual situation made Old Liu a little confused.
After a few digs, he came across a hard object, buried very shallowly.
It seemed that this was the body of Pulse Eye Mingding among the Eighteen Mingdings.
After digging a few times, Old Liu Tou found that he had dug something It was a leg bone, so he turned around, calculated the length and started to dig out the other side, but as soon as the dagger plunged into the ground, it hit something hard, and the depth of the dagger was not a little shallower than the leg.
"It's weird.
Could it be that this person was buried sideways and he was buried with him?"
Old Liu Tou didn't know what was buried underneath, but the sound didn't sound like human bones, but more like ceramics or glassware. .
"What the hell is this thing?"
After peeling off the leaves of the tree, Old Liu Tou discovered that it was a glass bottle.
When he looked into the bottle under the light of a flashlight, he saw that it seemed to contain a person's ear.
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Just as Old Liu Tou was watching, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing unnaturally.
"Who?"
Old Liu Tou was also excited.
He looked forward with a flashlight and found nothing.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see the ears in the bottle moving on their own.
This frightened Old Liu Tou.
He hurriedly Buried the bottle back again.
"Damn it, I won't touch you, the evil sect, first I will set up my formation."
Old Liu Tou was about to dig deeper, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.
Logically speaking, Zhao Mingchuan should have lived in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.
In that era, There should not be such a well-sealed glass bottle, so the glass bottle next to the pulse eye was probably put in by later generations.
Thinking of this, Old Liu Tou, like Zhang Guozhong, immediately thought of Zhao Kuncheng and his father who had never returned.
But according to Qin Ge's analysis, neither Zhao Kuncheng nor his father got the imperial seal.
Since they didn't get anything, what is the use of this thing?
At this moment, Old Liu Tou stood up and did not dare to continue digging, "Or they We have already obtained the Imperial Seal, and the Eighteen Mingdings have been broken.
Oh, the three brothers didn’t even say a word just now.
He was knocked down with just one sound, which shows that the Eighteen Mingdings still have some remaining power.
Moreover, if Zhao Kuncheng has already obtained the Imperial Seal, why would he risk his life to get that stepping stone?
The more Old Liu Tou thought about it, the more confused he became.
The bottle that popped out of thin air seemed to make all the logical assumptions start to become inconsistent again.
Looking at the bouncing needle on the compass, Old Liu Tou could only bite the bullet and open his eyes once.
Although he was not very good at it, he had no other choice at the moment.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground and closing his eyes, Old Liu continued to take deep breaths in order to calm down.
After talking for more than 20 minutes, Old Liu's legs became numb from sitting, so he finally managed to open his eyes.
At this time, I saw only a dark gray mist concentrated on the location where the bottle had been buried.
There was nothing unusual about the location where the body was buried.
It seemed that the problem was on the bottle, and the gray mist was not like ordinary evil spirits descending. , but like the aura emitted by a cultivating beast.
"Could it be animal surrender?"
He opened his eyes and Old Liutou peeled off the loose soil on the bottle again.
In Longtan, Zhang Guozhong returned to the body of Zhao Kuncheng's father.
I picked up the bottle just now, took out the compass and put it in front of the bottle.
I found that the compass had a slight reaction, but if you were a little farther away, the reaction of the pointer would disappear.
It seemed that it was not a dangerous thing, or in other words, it would not be affected without cooling.
There is no harm at all when the master performs the technique.
After searching around the dead bones for a long time, Zhang Guozhong didn't find anything new, so he simply put the four bottles into his bag.
Maybe the things Zhao Kuncheng's father brought were really effective.
After getting familiar with the route, Zhang Guozhong simply put on his compass and hurried back to Bailonggou.
"Damn it, I still have to get into the water."
Zhang Guozhong reluctantly swam across the ditch a second time and walked upstream along Bailonggou from the other side.
After walking for about half an hour, Zhang Guozhong looked up at the stars, took out his compass, and compared it with the mountain map that Song Kuan had accurately positioned based on ancient photos.
He determined the scope of the "temple" to be an area about thirty meters square. , I took a flashlight and took a look.
I found that 100% of the wild mountain nests had no trace of artificial construction.
Except for a half-sized tree, it was all grass and rocks.
Only this tree stood out from the crowd.
When he came to the tree, Zhang Guozhong determined that it was a jujube tree.
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In the past, many members of the commune planted it in their yards in rural areas.
"Jujube tree" Zhang Guozhong felt very strange.
Jujube trees grow slowly.
With the thickness of the jujube tree in front of him, it must be at least fifty or sixty years old.
After so many years of flowering and fruiting, there is no fruit growing under the tree.
A sapling shows that the seeds of the jujube tree cannot germinate naturally here.
What's even more strange is that this jujube tree looks like the domestic variety grown in the yard of the commune members in the past, and does not look like the wild variety in the mountains.
"Could it be?"
Zhang Guozhong searched carefully under the tree.
At this moment, the only reasonable guess explanation for this jujube tree is that it was planted by Zhao Mingchuan or Zhao Kuncheng's father, and the purpose was probably to provide the coordinates of the treasure hiding place.
Sure enough, five or six steps away from the tree, Zhang Guozhong quickly noticed a big stone.
From the outside, it looked quite big, but Zhang Guozhong was able to move it after struggling with it with his hands.
It seemed that the inside of the stone had been hollowed out. .
After removing the stone, I saw a black hole with a diameter of less than one meter, which went straight down like a well.
I looked at it with a flashlight and found that there seemed to be water underneath.
When I threw a stone, Zhang Guozhong listened to the sound and it seemed that there was no water.
Not very deep.
He took out a rope from his bag and tied it to the trunk of the jujube tree.
Zhang Guozhong held the dagger in his mouth and slowly dug into the hole along the rope.
The water in the cave only reached his knees, and with his feet on the ground, Zhang Guozhong looked around with a flashlight and discovered that this was not an artificial cave, but a semi-natural and semi-artificial cave similar to the Bashan Treasure Cave.
It's not very big, just over 30 square meters.
The cave walls are natural on three sides.
One side was carved manually.
In the center of the artificially carved cave wall is a seated statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva carved from the natural protrusions of the rock.
It is about the same size as a real person, but it is not quite the same as the statue of Guanyin worshiped in the temple: This The statue of Guanyin holding in his hand is not a jade vase, but a jade box.
"Could it be this?"
Zhang Guozhong briefly observed the cave and found nothing suspicious.
However, just in case, he tied the rope around his waist and walked towards the jade box cautiously.
At this moment, outside Longtan.
Old Liu Tou was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a series of crisp gunshots in the distance.
"It's broken."
Old Liu Tou didn't care to think about it anymore.
He packed up his things and started running back in three steps and two steps.
Not long after he ran, he saw two flashlight lights coming towards him from a short distance.
"Master Qin, is that you?"
Old Liu Tou yelled.
The person opposite "Liu" was obviously Qin Ge.
He shouted "Liu", and the flashlight suddenly flashed, and the luminous point suddenly fell to the ground, followed by a scream and several gunshots.
"Master Qin, hold on."
Old Liu Tou couldn't figure out why something happened to the relatively safe grass pit where Qin Ge and the others were at.
Could it be related to the bottle he dug out?
Why was he okay?