"Could it be that the master there likes scorpions, so these are just toys made by him?" Zhang Yinhao said.
"You're not crazy about playing with toys in this damn place, are you?" Wang Renpang snorted.
Ye Fan picked up the scorpion and looked at it carefully, and found that there were no less than a hundred of these stone scorpions in the pit, which were only as thick as a finger.
Although it is made of stone, it does not seem to be made of pure stone because it feels a little soft when you touch it in your hand.
"Could it be that the stone has been softened, and it has been softened to half by the inner energy." Ye Fan said to himself.
"By the way, I guess so. Let's use our inner energy to soften it." Wang Renpang said with a slap on his head.
"Don't be too busy, let's take a look before we talk." Ye Fan stopped him, his eagle eyes scanned the wall of the pit, and he suddenly froze, and said, "What is that?"
"It seems to be a pattern." Wang Renpeng was also a little dazed. The three of them looked at it blankly. After pondering for a while, Ye Fan suddenly said: "Look, these messy patterns seem to be related to the stone scorpion.
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As he said this, Boss Ye pressed a scorpion into the pattern. The strange fit was astonishing, as if the stone scorpion was used to fill in the pattern.
Wang Renpang and Zhang Yinhao also became interested, and all three of them pressed the stone scorpion against the pattern on the wall.
It's really a bit clever. If it fits well, it won't fall off once you press it. If it doesn't fit, it won't go up. It feels a bit like modern building blocks.
Ninety-seven of the hundred stone scorpions were pressed up, and the remaining three could not be pressed up no matter what Boss Ye and the others did, and they fell off as soon as they were pressed up.
"Did you see that these stone scorpions seem to be pointing a path? Could this be the way out of this death pit?" Zhang Yinhao has sharp eyes, a developed mind, and a strong imagination.
"It's really possible. Could it be that this was the idea of some expert who was imprisoned?" Ye Fan said.
"I haven't seen the master's body." Wang Renpang said, looking around.
"Perhaps the master has left long ago and left this here to test us. If you can spell it out, you can get out alive. If you can't, you will have to leave it here." Zhang Yinhao said.
"Three, three. There are three empty ones left here. They all look the same. Why can't you press them up? It's weird." Ye Fan was also puzzled and stared blankly at the three remaining ones.
Stone scorpion.
"If you want to glue the three pieces together as a whole, but it doesn't work, because the three blank spaces are not in the same place. You must paste them separately. Could it be that we just pasted them wrong? Why don't we glue these three pieces together?
I put it on first." Wang Renpang said.
"It's impossible. If you paste it wrongly, it won't be posted." Ye Fan shook his head.
Ye Fan put it up again. With his eagle eye, he noticed that the three stone scorpions seemed to be a little smaller. There was a gap in the middle, so they would fall down.
This guy's heart moved, and he forced out his inner energy to slowly soften the stone scorpion.
Sure enough, Ye Fan was surprised to find that the stone scorpion was made of the highly adhesive stone glue material produced in the ancient tombs of the Tang Dynasty.
Once the inner air is forced in, it will gradually soften. Until the soft stone scorpion swells to fill the gaps, the entire pattern seems to be glued into a whole.
At this time, the pattern actually flashed.
Under the flashlight beam, the pattern seemed to come alive, and a line appeared on the pattern.
Soon, Ye Fan was shocked, really shocked.
Because, there is actually a poem on the pattern. This poem is exactly the same as the limerick that Ye Fan saw in the Tang Dynasty tomb in Bazi, Tianshui.
When Ye Fan opened the ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty with a little overflowing energy, he found some broken silk. On it was a man with a long and flowing beard, drinking a small wine by himself. On the side was a man wearing light green clothes.
A beautiful woman with long sleeves and high-waisted hair is playing the piano in harmony with the faint landscape painting. It is unclear what the painting is, and it is not clear where in China the painting is. What is strange is that there is a nondescript limerick in the corner of the painting at that time: Looking forward and smiling to charm thousands of demons.
Spring waterfall, cold fishing, eternal autumn, I am smiling in my arms, the world is wide, the world is vast, and I am free and happy. Signed: Lu Dingzong's crazy pen also has a very difficult to pronounce, or it is nonsense: "One queue, two tricks, four touches, three harmonies"
"What the hell?" Wang Renpang hummed while reciting the poem.
"Don't worry, this poem is too ingenious." Ye Fan then told the story of opening the ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty.
"Is this pattern also the handiwork of Lu Dingzong of the Lu family in Shuizhou?" Zhang Yinhao's eyes suddenly shone like blood. This member of the Duandou family was very interested in these mysterious things.
"The poem above should be a romantic and cheerful portrayal of Lu Dingzong, but the poem below is quite confusing.
What does it mean? Does it have anything to do with the way out? Could it be that the ancestors of Thirteen Qingyi designed these to deal with the failure of Lu Dingzong of the Lu family?
Maybe, Lu Dingzong died here, I don’t know for sure." Ye Fan said.
"It's hard to tell. Maybe Lu Dingzong came here to have fun and fell in. However, when Lu Dingzong came, the ancient Jingjue Kingdom had long been destroyed." Wang Renpang said.
"Legend has it that in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the Jingjue Kingdom was annexed by the increasingly powerful Shanshan Kingdom, also known as the Loulan Kingdom.
Later, it came under the control of the Wei and Jin dynasties. After the 3rd century AD, the Jingjue Kingdom disappeared. Today, it is estimated that it is more than 2,000 years ago, and the Tang Dynasty was not yet born at that time.
Of course, the ancient Jingjue Kingdom disappeared, but the Thirteen Tsing Yis were established. And it has been followed until now.
Therefore, it does not prove that Lu Dingzong and Thirteen Qingyi had no entanglements. Those masters in ancient times were all people with tempers.
Maybe I came here to gamble just for a bet. It's also possible that Thirteen Qingyi got into trouble with Lu Dingzong and they came here to make trouble." Zhang Yinhao said.
"They are so damn inscrutable. These ancients have left too many mysteries behind." Wang Renpang cursed in annoyance.
"There must be important reasons why Lu Dingzong left this poem and the last nonsense sentence in two places.
The previous poem is a portrayal of his life, which is easier to explain. However, this last sentence is probably the most critical point.
In the past, staying in the ancient tombs of the Tang Dynasty was to attract the Lu family, but what is the purpose of staying here now?
Could it be that these are pointing to a mysterious place? Or maybe Lu Dingzong left something to the Lu family, hoping they can find it.
And Lu Dingzong probably fell into the trap of Thirteen Qingyi. He thought he could not get out, so he left these behind in the hope that future generations would discover something." Ye Fan analyzed.
"Could it be that the things Lu Dingzong left behind are in Thirteen Qingyi's hands or in this trap? This is not a trap in the first place, but a place where Thirteen Qingyi stores treasures or good things. Of course this kind of place
Certain things should be set up to guard the secret to prevent outsiders from coming in and stealing it," Wang Renpang said.
"One Que, Two Nongs, Four Touches and Three Harmonies. What exactly does this sentence mean? It seems quite obscene. Que should represent something like a song or tune, because poetry is also divided into Ques, and Double Nong Nongs
What, it's so confusing that it makes people dizzy." Ye Fan said.
"Ah, are you doing four or three in one pair?" Ye Fan suddenly shouted again.
"What is a pair? Is it a pair of hands? Make four or three. Didn't we have three stone scorpions just now? These three came out. These three are to be 'harmonious', and what about four? Where is the fourth?" Zhang Yinhao also said
Somewhat enlightened.
"Are they around?" Wang Renpang asked uncertainly.
"Surround, okay, three means three stone scorpions. It's just hard to figure out what this que represents." Zhang Yinhao said.
At this moment, the pattern lit up again. Ye Fan felt that the pattern was naturally attractive to him, and he couldn't help but feel his nose itching and sneeze heavily.
With a bang, it was sprayed on the pattern in one breath.
The pattern suddenly grew larger and stopped when it was about two doors wide.
"Isn't this the door? Boss Ye, that's amazing, you actually made this 'que' come out with just one sneeze. I admire you." Wang Renpang gave a thumbs up.
"Ye Da, it seems that this pattern means 'closeness' to you. It's quite strange. It must be your first time encountering it. Why does it seem to be so close to you?" Zhang Yinhao also looked puzzled.
"In the ancient tombs of the Tang Dynasty in Bazi, Tianshui, not only Tang Sancai and paintings were unearthed, but the most important thing is Tai Sui.
At that time, the Lu family called it ‘Fire Dragon Soaring Sky’, which was a highly concentrated nutritional supplement with extreme calories.
I almost died from the heat after eating it, and even now it still has a certain impact," said Ye Fan.
"What impact?" Wang Renpang stared at Boss Ye with burning eyes.
"Haha." Ye Fan laughed dryly. When Wang Renpang heard this, he suddenly realized something and started laughing.
"Does it have something to do with playing with women, because men's things are particularly strong and durable?" Zhang Yinhao blurted out with a similar expression, as if he was more anxious than Wang Renpang.
"Just understand it, it's meaningless to say it out loud. It was unlucky at first." Ye Fan chuckled twice.
"Hey, why didn't this bad luck happen to me? I like this 'bad luck'. I won't mind if you bring more." Wang Renpang rolled his eyes and cursed.
Zhang Yinhao also looked envious and said: "This is all fate. No wonder Ye Dafeng is so licentious. I guess women are also very satisfied in this aspect. Men, this is the most important thing."
"Sometimes it's not a good thing to be super strong in this area. It's too busy for one person. If you do a double flight, your style will be bad. If it gets more serious, it will be a 'bad weather' problem. Boss Ye, you will be happy in the future."
Wang Renpang sneered with hot eyes.
"Haha, our lover, Comrade Pang, I don't have to worry about you in this aspect. I like it, so what do you do?" Ye Fan was high-spirited.
"What's wrong!" Wang Renpang snorted depressedly.
"The 'que' is out, but what should we do next?" Zhang Yinhao turned and stared at the door with the same pattern again.