"Maybe, we can find some clues to the treasure from what they put at the bottom of the fan."
Zhang Fan said.
"I will go with you."
Nangong Qingdao.
"No one is needed. I'll go to Target by myself. I'll come back right after I finish reading."
Zhang Fan refused directly and said, "You should pay more attention to the road up the mountain and tell me if there is any situation. Don't let anyone block me up there."
"I understand, Mr. Zhang, then you should be careful."
Li Song warned.
Zhang Fan got off the car and went up the mountain. After reaching the water level, he looked around cautiously and entered the cave directly. In the cave at this time, there were several times more tarsal maggots than the last time Zhang Fan came here.
, everywhere on the walls.
Soon, Zhang Fan arrived in front of the golden folding fan. The severed forearms of the old lady Di Baotian and the man with the grimace were eaten by tarsal maggots, leaving only a puddle of mud.
Zhang Fan leaned down and reached the bottom of the golden folding fan. The surface of the palm-sized golden fan nails was covered with a piece of palm-sized black scales. There were wisps of black smoke coming out of it, and there was also a burning smell.
the taste of.
Zhang Fan wanted to touch the burnt black scales, but when he reached halfway, he retracted his hand and thought to himself, it's better not to take this risk.
Now that he had seen the situation clearly, Zhang Fan stopped staying and went straight down the mountain and back to Li Song's car. Zhang Fan repeated what he saw to Li Song and Nangong Qing.
"Scales the size of a palm?"
Nangong Qing murmured softly, "Such scales are only found on large monsters such as giant pythons and dragons."
"It's also found on dragons."
Zhang Fan answered.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Nangong Qing was startled, and then said: "The folding fan is written with a poem about dragons. The key to unlocking the treasure cannot be dragon scales, right?
However, I have never seen a creature like a dragon. Is there really a creature like a dragon in this world?"
Nangong Qing was skeptical about this.
"have."
Zhang Fan said with certainty.
Zhang Fanxin said that it was really possible that this was Nangong Qing's guess. If the real dragon's feet had not been obtained together with the black bead, he would have been able to get ten of them, not to mention one dragon scale.
"have you seen?"
Nangong Qing asked rhetorically.
"Although I have never seen a real dragon, I have seen a real dragon's feet."
Zhang Fan replied.
"where?"
Nangong Qing wanted to break the rhythm of asking for answers.
Zhang Fan just glanced at Nangong Qing and said nothing.
Nangong Qing also realized the problem. After all, the relationship between the two did not reach the point where they were completely trusting and talked about everything. It seemed inappropriate to break the casserole and ask the truth.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the hotel. After a day of running around, the three of them were quite tired, so they stopped chatting and went back to rest.
After Zhang Fan and Li Song returned to the room, Zhang Fan took out the black bead and groped for the golden protrusion on the black bead. It would be great if the real dragon could come down. He could lift off a scale and try.
For a moment, his idea could not be implemented in reality.
Suddenly, Zhang Fan thought of a situation. Although the true dragon's feet were greatly reduced and embedded with the black beads, the essence of the true dragon's feet had not changed at all, and the scales that should have been on them were still there, right?
Is it okay to use the golden protrusions made from real dragon feet on the black beads to fit the nails?
This is also equivalent to the scales sticking to the fan nails.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan felt eager to try.
"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?"
Seeing that Zhang Fan looked a little abnormal, Li Song subconsciously asked.
"I want to go to the mountains again."
Zhang Fan said.
"Have you thought of a solution?"
Li Song raised his eyebrows.
"I just have an idea and I want to try it."
Zhang Fan said truthfully.
"Then let's go."
Without saying a word, Li Song picked up the car keys on the coffee table.
Li Song didn't say anything to Zhang Fan, only two words, that was "loyalty".
Afterwards, the two set off again to the back of Mount Wutai. Zhang Fan still didn't let Li Song go up the mountain. Someone had to keep an eye on the situation outside to prevent Zhang Fan from being caught in a trap.
After Zhang Fan arrived at the golden folding fan, he summoned the black beads from the space ring.
At the moment when the black beads were exposed in the space, a soft "buzz" sound was heard from the golden fan. There was a hint of joy in the sound. At the same time, there was a hint of golden sound on the fan.
The halo flows.
There is a door! This was the first thought that flashed through Zhang Fan's mind. After all, this folding fan had never been in this situation before.
Later, Zhang Fan summoned a nearly two-meter clothes drying pole and a large roll of transparent tape from the space ring, which he bought on the way here.
Zhang Fan has figured out the routine here, so he naturally needs to be fully prepared to minimize the risk of testing as much as possible.
Zhang Fan dipped the black beads on the head of the clothes drying rod with transparent tape, and slowly moved closer to the fan nail. When the black beads came into contact with the burnt black scales, the scales instantly turned into a
A mass of black and gray, revealing the original golden fan nails.
At this moment, nothing changed on the folding fan, and Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Fan continued to hold the black bead and approached it in the direction of Fan Ding.
When the golden protrusion on the black bead came into contact with the fan nail, a golden light suddenly lit up from the contact point. At the same time, a high-pitched dragon roar came from the contact position.
"Roar……"
Immediately afterwards, golden ripples appeared on the entire fan surface.
A powerful pressure was pressing in the direction of Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan had no ability to resist this pressure and fell to the ground with a "thud".
At this time, Zhang Fan seemed to have returned to the different space in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain when the True Dragon Foot was born.
I saw the folding fan rising slowly. This time, the folding fan did not lie flat and rotate rapidly from bottom to top, but rotated vertically. This kind of vertical rotation was softer than horizontal rotation and cutting.
How many times more, giving people the feeling of gurgling streams and curling smoke.
As the folding fan slowly rotated vertically, the dragon's roar echoed throughout the cave, and the dragon's roar was extremely gentle.
"It holds a candle to illuminate the secluded capital, and contains a chapter to imitate a phoenix chick.
The Western Qin Dynasty drank from the Wei River and the Eastern Luo River was recommended.
Bringing fire to the stars and land, rising clouds and leaving Ding Lake.
I hope to meet the saint's steps, and the court is approaching in the morning."
I don’t know where the girl’s voice came from, reciting Li Qiao’s “Dragon”.
When the girl's voice fell, the entire golden folding fan first shook slightly, and then ripples appeared in circles. Under these circles of ripples, the golden folding fan became void, as if it was about to disappear.