Xiao Qian picked up two of them and looked at them, then found two more pieces and assembled them, saying: "This thing is made very regularly, and it fits together very well. Moreover, the texture is very good and very high-end. This is
Where did you buy it from?”
"I didn't buy it."
Zhang Fan waved his hand, "It was fished out of the waterfall. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to assemble it here."
Hearing this, Xiaoqian subconsciously glanced at the waterfall in the distance, "It turns out that it is naturally formed. It is really amazing!"
Zhang Fan did not answer Xiao Qian's words and said: "I don't have an assembly pattern here. I need you to assemble it yourself according to the edges and corners of each thing."
"These things are not small in size, the edges and corners are relatively clear, and there are not many of them. As long as there are no duplicates, it shouldn't be difficult to put them together. You can eat them while I do the work."
Xiao Qian responded, and then began to assemble it with concentration.
Zhang Fan and Grandpa Xiao Qian were gnawing on soft pig's trotters and chatting.
Half an hour later, Xiao Qian exhaled a breath and said cheerfully, "It's done, you see."
Xiaoqian said while turning around.
Zhang Fan and Grandpa Xiao Qian walked forward quickly and looked carefully. In Xiao Qian's hand was a simple black lock the size of an adult's palm. The keyhole on the right side of this black lock was similar to the locks that Zhang Fan had opened before.
It's about the same size as the eye, just enough to insert the black gold key into it.
I heard Grandpa Xiaoqian say with some regret: "I didn't expect this fourth lock to be really a lock!"
Zhang Fan no longer hesitated, took out the black gold key from his pocket and inserted it into the keyhole. Then, he found some dead branches and lit them on fire to harden the black gold key again and inserted it into the keyhole again.
"Kakaka..."
I heard the sound of a huge iron door opening and closing again from inside the lock, which frightened Xiao Qian and almost threw the thing to the ground. Although Grandpa Xiao Qian is a ghost soldier in the Yang world, Grandpa Xiao Qian has never
Xiao Qian was exposed to "supernatural" phenomena, but he had never seen such a scene. How could he not have any fear?
"fine."
Zhang Fan expressed relief and took the black lock.
"Oh..." Xiao Qianmu nodded and responded.
This sound lasted for a minute as before. After the sound disappeared, the black lock in Zhang Fan's hand turned into debris and dissipated between the sky and the earth.
After two minutes, there was no movement around. Grandpa Xiao Qian looked around and said to Zhang Fan, "Is there a fifth lock?"
Zhang Fan glanced at Grandpa Xiao Qian, but did not answer. He was also a little confused. According to the friend of the short-haired man, it should be gone, but...
Just when Zhang Fan thought of this, he heard a huge roar coming from their left side, where Jiulong Falls was.
Zhang Fan and the other three cast their gazes over instantly. The entire Jiulong Waterfall seemed to explode at this moment. The water chains were like boiling water, surging with bubbles the size of human heads. The splashing water covered the entire thirty-meter radius.
Inside.
Moreover, this water splash contains extremely huge energy. Each water splash can punch a large hole in the stone wall.
"Oh...this..." Seeing the scene in front of her, Xiao Qian had a look of horror on her face, "This is too cruel!"
As soon as Xiao Qian finished speaking, Zhang Fan and Grandpa Xiao Qian saw that the space at the fifth bend of Jiulong Waterfall had become distorted. The surrounding waterfall seemed to have been forcefully opened, and a black, long line appeared.
Vertical cracks up to two meters.
"This is..." Grandpa Xiaoqian's eyes narrowed and he uttered two words.
As time went by, although the length of the crack did not change, its width gradually increased, eventually forming a dark cave with a diameter of two meters.
"Could this be the treasure trove of Huangshan Mountain?"
Grandpa Xiao Qian glanced at Zhang Fandao.
I saw a black chain extending from the lower end of the hole, "stabbing" directly in the direction of Zhang Fan and the others.
No one knew what the purpose of this black chain was, so the three of them wanted to avoid it out of self-preservation.
However, along with the chain came a huge pressure, which pressed the three people's bodies firmly in place, making them unable to move at all!
Under the horrified gazes of the three people, the chain quickly approached the direction of the three of them, and finally turned into a black hurricane, swept the three of them up, and flew towards the black hole at the fifth bend of the Jiulong Waterfall.
"What the hell is this bitch!"
Before the three of them entered the black hole, Xiao Qian's angry and helpless voice sounded throughout the mountain.
The three of them were tortured by the hurricane. Just when Zhang Fan was about to spit out the pig's trotters he had just eaten, the hurricane suddenly disappeared. Zhang Fan and the three of them fell hard and fell hard in a free fall motion.
on the ground.
Zhang Fan is young and strong, and has true energy to protect his body. He can regain control of his body by flipping on the ground, but the two of them can't do it, especially Grandpa Xiao Qian, who is too old.
Zhang Fan is really worried that Grandpa Xiaoqian will risk his life under this hurricane.
If this is the result in the end, then Zhang Fan's trip will be meaningless. So what if he gets something?
But he caused others to lose their lives because of him.
Therefore, Zhang Fan ignored the scene around him, stood up, and ran quickly in the direction of Grandpa Xiao Qian.
"Old man, are you okay..." Zhang Fan said as he put his hand on Grandpa Xiaoqian's pulse.
When he felt that Grandpa Xiaoqian's pulse was still beating, Zhang Fan's heart was completely in his stomach. As long as the person survived, no matter how serious the illness was, Zhang Fan was confident that he could cure it.
Then, Zhang Fan took a closer look at Grandpa Xiaoqian's body. Grandpa Xiaoqian's arms had lost their rings, and his legs were bent and obviously broken. There was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his internal organs were also broken.
He was injured, pale and unconscious.
"Grandpa...Grandpa..." Seeing his grandfather's appearance, Xiaoqian crawled this way and cried, "What's wrong with you?"
Wake up!"
"It's okay, your grandpa will be fine."
Zhang Fan glanced at Xiao Qiandao, then took out the silver needle from his bag and began to use the Qi Movement Formation on Grandpa Xiao Qian's body.
After Xiao Qian crawled to his grandfather's side, he stared blankly at Zhang Fan as he applied the acupuncture. He didn't know what to do or what to do.
However, he could see that his grandfather was already dying. Although Mr. Zhang had great divination skills, could he really cure diseases and save people?