What this kind of problem involves is not as simple as we think. We will see countless people in a day. Among these countless people, no one can guarantee that those people are real living people, just like Feng Yu
seen.
Pan Cao's words shocked everyone. He was also very curious about what kind of black wood could resurrect people.
"No, it can't be. I said, it's really a wonder in the world that this person can live again after death. Then whose thoughts are controlled by them?"
Bai Ran asked: "If the corpse in the Bai family's ancestral grave is from Reservoir Village, how could he become a skeleton in a few years?"
Pan Cao made a hypothesis, "Maybe they were also walking corpses in the past?"
Weng Xiansi remembered something at this time, "I really feel inappropriate when you say this. A few years ago, those two villages salvaged wooden boxes from the lake. I was watching them from the other side of the mountain that day.
All the actions were very strange. How does that word describe it? It was called a ghostly mind, as if they were possessed by an evil spirit. Several people risked their lives to go into the lake to retrieve wooden boxes, just like that group of people back then. Now that I think about it,
There’s a big problem!”
Zhang Xiuxian and Feng Yurang said with lingering fears. There were too many strange things in Huaxian Ancient Lake, many of which could not be explained by common sense.
Feng Yu was quiet for a while, and then he had a rough idea in his mind, and asked: "Dad Aweng, now that you know this, haven't you ever gone into the lake?"
"Going to the lake? I'm scared to death. Why do I dare to go to the lake?"
Pan Cao immediately retorted, "Humph, stop telling lies. You have had eczema for many years, right? If you hadn't been in the water all the time, I'm afraid it wouldn't be like this."
Weng Xiansi pulled at his clothes subconsciously. He felt guilty, which meant that this was true and was done in vain. Feng Yu didn't know how Pan Cao saw this, but his ability to detect people was really powerful.
After Weng Xiansi hesitated for a while, he said the rest. He said that Huaxian Ancient Lake was a magic lake.
For so many years, he has been searching under the lake, but the bottom of the lake is very strange. When he dives to about seven or eight meters, it becomes completely dark, and no light can reach the bottom. Weng Xiansi initially thought it was a terrain problem. He was in different places.
It has been tried in various places, and the same thing is true. Moreover, there are almost no living creatures in this lake. If you put a few fish and shrimps in, they will be gone within a few hours.
The weirdest thing is that after reaching a depth of eight meters, the ground turned black at the bottom. Weng Xiansi has been quietly digging down for these years. This is how the eczema on his body came from. According to his own words
, the kind of black land he dug for ten years, and the black wooden box was salvaged from it. Two years ago, just before the flood, Weng Xiansi dug through the black land underneath, and there was another one underneath.
In the pitch-black space, before he could get down, the lake water rose.
situation, and then he never dared to go down. He always felt that he had disturbed the things below, and the wetness might be the change.
Pan Cao hesitated for a while and asked, "What's down there?"
"I don't know. It's very dark down there. Well, it seems like there's a ghost."
Zhang Xiuxian asked: "Is there a ghost? You said there is a ghost under the lake?"
Feng Yu thought about what Weng Xiansi said, eight meters deep under the lake, there is a layer of black soil, and there is a space under the black soil. What is this? Could that layer of black soil be a barrier?
After digging through, Weng Xiansi tried to go down once, but there was something mysterious and mysterious underneath that was blocking him. This was the reason why he was always afraid. He couldn't tell what it was. It seemed to be a fish but not a fish. It was extremely fast and
It has a long and narrow body and is very aggressive. After Weng Xiansi was injured by that thing once, he never dared to go down again.
Pan Cao said: "That underwater creature may be the dragon king fish raised by the gods. Let me ask you, is that thing black all over, with horns on its head, and hard scales on its body?"
Weng Xiansi recalled it for a while, and it seemed like this. He nodded first, and then shook his head, "It's very similar to what you said, but it seems that he is not a fish, but another kind of creature."
Zhang Xiuxian is not interested in any living thing, "Ya'er is just saying, there is a treasure underneath, right?"
Feng Yu pulled him away, "You said those are fish raised by the Gods? So, what's under the lake is really a relic of the Gods?"
Pan Cao felt a little tired after talking for a long time. He lay down, turned to his side, and left a sentence saying: "We will talk about the rest tomorrow."
Feng Yu glanced at Bai Ran and thought to himself: Has this old man always had his own way of doing things and stopped talking in the middle of the sentence?
The old man Aweng was sitting there, seeming to remember a lot of things from the past. Feng Yu wanted to ask but Bai Ran stopped him. There were some things that it was useless to ask any more, unless he himself was willing to tell them. Otherwise, he was asking.
The meaning is basically equivalent to zero.
Feng Yu was really sleepy. He winked at Bai Ran and asked Weng Xiansi what to do? After all, he was an outsider. He was sitting here all the time and felt uneasy. Who knew if this old man would quietly kill people and silence them in the middle of the night?
Yes, Pan Cao is generous, but Feng Yu is not.
Zhang Xiuxian volunteered and handed over the job of guarding Weng Xiansi to him. There was no profit and he couldn't afford it. Feng Yu knew very well what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
This sleep lasted only a few hours, but it still relieved the fatigue on his body. When Feng Yu woke up, he saw that Zhang Xiuxian was sleeping more soundly than him. The father Aweng who told about last night was nowhere to be seen, and the others
They were all still sleeping, and Feng Yu walked out of the door.
I took a deep breath of fresh air. The leaves of the plants in this place were very thick and blinding. The mountains were misty, giving people a very comfortable feeling. It seemed that Father Awen had already left.
, I don’t know what Zhang Xiuxian said to him after he fell asleep last night.
They didn't bring any self-defense weapons with them this time. They didn't think much about it at first. After hearing what Father Aweng said, their understanding of Huaxian Ancient Lake became even more ambiguous. This place is really a magic lake.
Not successful?
Bai Ran followed him out. He understood the doubts in Feng Yu's heart. The two stood at the door and communicated again.
The simplest way of communication between people is to open the skylight and speak frankly. Bai Ran asked: "Feng Yu, I know what you want to know. To put it bluntly, I only know that there is a Yin Tower under the Ancient Lake of Huaxian. It is
No one knows what the buildings looked like many, many years ago, and no one has ever entered them.”
"The Yin Tower you are talking about is a relic of the gods? The ancient realm of immortality that you mentioned before is underneath?"
"Yes, Pan Cao knows what he knows more clearly than I do. I think if my aunt were here, she would be very excited. She has been checking the relics of the gods for most of her life, and the only clue left is the last clue here. Kunlun Tianji's
The answer lies under this lake."
Feng Yu naturally knows that the reason why his father never wanted him to get involved is precisely because of the danger of Kunlun's secret. Those who spy on the secret will probably end badly. There are many such people in the Feng family, and Feng Changmen is one of them.
one.
In Feng Yu's impression, the one who was really powerful was another person. Perhaps he had already glimpsed the secret, and this person was Coffin Wu Xi.
The fog in the forest quickly dissipated as the sun rose. Feng Yu saw the peaceful and story-filled Huaxian Ancient Lake in the distance. What would be underneath?
Back in the house, Zhang Xiuxian was still sleeping, and Pan Cao woke up and sat up.
"Let's go, let's go explore the lake today."
"Boss Cao, what about the people in Reservoir Village?" Feng Yu asked curiously.
"Don't worry about them. Those people's lives will go on as usual. We just need to do our job and pretend that nothing happened."
Those people did not know the fact that they were dead in the true sense. Due to some special medium, they continued to survive. The sacrifice at night made Feng Yu's heart palpitate. He had seen exactly the same scene before.
Feng Yu's memory was rather confusing. In addition to offering sacrifices, he also thought of the Feng family filled with red lanterns. Could it be that these were all destined? Those scenes did not come out of thin air.
Under the huge Teng tree in the tomb of the Han Dynasty, these scenes happened one after another. They were so real and illusory at the same time. It was a little difficult for Feng Yu to understand. He asked curiously.
"Boss Cao, I want to know how much you really know? And when did you start to know it?"
Pan Cao smiled and said, "I don't know much. To say that I don't know much, I'm just a joiner in the fun. Your Feng family has a great business, and the people who really know the business are actually in it."
