Monkey Dabi, Li Tiangua and I acted as coolies. This is not like the usual tomb robbing that requires careful carving. This is completely hard work. You just need to dig down hard.
We dug for two days in a row, and still found nothing after digging more than ten meters deep. At this time, I had several big blisters on both hands, which hurt like hell. The monkeys were also grinning there like me.
He kept sucking in the cold air and kept complaining: "Hutou, this fucking job is really not for humans. If I keep going like this, my little body will fall apart."
I didn't feel well here either, but I was the one who took the lead in this action. I couldn't back down at this time, so I said to him: "Monkey, isn't it said that men should be cruel to themselves? This long march of thousands of miles has just begun.
After taking the first step, if you feel discouraged, how can you still walk the rest of the way? Look at Fatty and Dabi, they have done more than us, and they haven't even complained that they are tired yet. This is what we call men.
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"This is different!" said the monkey. At this time, he was completely a monkey. "They are just eating this bowl of rice. Practice makes perfect. If you ask a teacher to go to war, can this be done?
?Besides, look at the fat man's body, it's no problem to spend two kilograms of oil on one trip to survive. If I lose two kilograms of meat, will I still look like a human being? Then it's just a dry corpse (mummy)
All over."
The fat man over there grinned after hearing this, took out a shovel of mud, threw it up hard, and said: "That mud monkey, you are not listening to what you said. After all, your two kilograms of meat are meat, and I am
Two kilograms of oil is scraped from pigs? I thought I was not as good as you back then, the kind that could be sold directly to the museum for money. Now I have accumulated a lot of money to get this amazing body.
My heart aches for both of them."
The monkey curled his lips, put down the shovel simply, sat down on the ground, panted and said: "Come on, your fat is still amazing, I think it's just a burden, but if you want to put it aside for our line, you
Even thieves can't get through this hole. I guess those monsters like you. There's a lot of meat, so you can chew a few more bites."
"Hehe, what you said is right to the point. We, the river dragons, are not like you country rats. There are many monsters in the Yellow River. Today there is a water monster, and tomorrow there is an iron-headed dragon king. With our body of gods, we can still be the ones at the critical moment.
If you had a small body like yours, you would be beaten to death by a slap on the tail if the meat pad blocked you. What is this called? Let me tell you, Mr. Gua, with this body of fat, even the Dragon King would bow down when he saw it."
I shook my head aside. These two people are both live treasure type masters. These words are not tit for tat. I guess they are just too tired. Saying something to adjust can also distract their attention.
At this moment, I shook the shovel and heard a crisp "clang" sound. I smashed something underneath.
I calmed down, quickly shoveled down a few shovels, pushed aside the surrounding mud, and suddenly a black jar came into view. The jar was now broken, revealing a black mass inside, like rotten meat.
A disgusting fishy smell was emitted. At the same time, streams of bright red blood-like water emerged from the ground, and soon the jar was submerged.
As soon as I saw this jar, my heart skipped a beat and my face turned pale. I was very familiar with this jar. Zhang Laosi died because of it. It was a ghost jar.
Several people nearby also noticed the abnormality on my side and gathered around me. They didn't see the jar, but the bright red blood still made their expressions extremely cautious, even though they knew this from Li Dalongtou before.
This is a situation, but now that I see it, I am still very nervous.
"The tiger's head is really red." The monkey said nervously, holding the shovel tightly in his hand. He probably thought that if something went wrong, he would give it a shovel.
However, the fat man and the cross-eyed man didn't have anything to worry about. They took one look and waved their hands. The fat man said: "It's okay, it's okay. I've seen it before. I guess the dragon's mouth is just like a woman's. It has that layer of membrane, and it's like a poke."
Bleeding, hehe, let’s keep going and try to completely pierce its membrane.”
Hearing Fatty's teasing, Monkey and Dabi were no longer so nervous. Monkey smiled and said that Fatty was too gangster. If this had been said just after liberation, he would have been criticized.
But they didn’t know that I was on edge. What I was nervous about was not the blood, but the jar with the ghost’s head. The fate of Zhang Laosi was still fresh in my mind. This time I was even more ruthless and gave it directly to him.
If it's smashed, if the resentment inside is not dissipated, my little life will probably be lost.
After all, they grew up together with me. The monkey soon noticed that my expression was wrong and asked me what was wrong. I had no choice but to tell me what happened just now.
When they heard that it was a ghost jar and that I had smashed it, several people's faces became heavy, and none of them knew what to do.
Just at this time, Chen Xiazi's voice came from above, telling us to hurry up. As if we were being pardoned, we climbed up the pit one by one with shovels.
Blind Chen probably didn't see me digging up the ghost head jar. He just looked at the pit below that had turned bright red, and murmured with a serious expression: "It's really evil, there is such a place."
I quickly asked him what was going on, and Blind Chen said: "Other people don't know, but I know that this is not a dragon sucking mouth at all, but a dragon bleeding!"
After he explained it to us, I realized that this dragon's blood is a place of great evil. It is said that such a desperate place will be created when the dragon dies and the resentment persists. In a place like this, there must be something very evil buried underneath. If
If they were dug out, none of us would survive.
I asked him if that dangerous thing was the corpse of a dragon. Blind Chen gave a bitter smile and said that there is no dragon anywhere in the world, at least no one has seen it. The dragon he said was bleeding, he meant that it was originally a dragon vein, but it wasn't
I know why he was crucified here.
Under normal circumstances, dragon veins move with the earth's energy and are not limited to one place forever. I have never heard of a dragon vein dying underground. This is simply against common sense.
"Unless it's..." Blind Chen was silent for a long time before he said solemnly: "Is it because of the dragon chaser?"
"Dragon chaser? What is a dragon chaser? Mr. Chen family, if you have anything to say, just say it. I'm so anxious." The fat man was the most impatient and couldn't help but ask.
But Blind Chen ignored him and kept talking to himself: "If it's because of the dragon chaser, then all this can be explained. But where did the dragon go?"
I was also disturbed by his nagging words, so I quickly followed his words and said, "Master Chen, could this bloodshed be caused by some kind of dragon chaser?"
Blind Chen glanced at me, nodded, shook his head, frowned and said, "I don't know either. The way to chase the dragon is too unpredictable. I still can't understand it."
"Then who is this dragon chaser? Why have I never heard of him?" I know that Chen Xiazi's research on these Feng Shui techniques is very profound. Even the old man is definitely not as good as him. If even he is
If you can't even understand something, it must be a very profound secret, and it may even no longer exist in this world.
Sure enough, seeing that we were all very curious, Blind Man Chen explained it to us. He said that being a dragon driver was a very mysterious occupation in ancient times. There was only one descendant in each generation, without exception, and the people they served were
They are all princes and nobles, and they will never take action more than three times in their lives, because the magic they master is a forbidden magic that is second only to the Immortal Ascension Technique.
What they mastered was a kind of Xuanmen technique called "Suppressing Dragon Jue". Blind Chen was lucky enough to read some introductions about this in an ancient book, but his knowledge was limited. There were a few special words in it that he
I remember very clearly the "Looking for Dragon Technique", "Dragon Fixing Technique", "Long Dragon Soul Holding Technique" and "Suppressing Dragon Mountain".
Through sporadic records, he glimpsed the magic and mystery of the dragon chasers. They could accurately find the hidden dragon veins in the mountains and swamps, and use special methods to fix the dragon veins. If necessary, they would
Drawing the essence of this dragon vein to a specific place is the so-called "dragon soul", and the original dragon will become a dead dragon. As for what the "Zhenlong Mountain" is, Lian Chen
Even a blind man cannot imagine it.
However, the technique of "holding the dragon soul" has its own nature. Those who chase the dragon can only do it once in their life. If they do it more, they will be punished by God, and even affect their descendants for generations. Therefore, it is not unnecessary.
Under such circumstances, dragon chasers generally will not use this method.
This dragon is bleeding because this dead dragon contains huge resentment. Mortals cannot touch it easily, otherwise something unknown will happen. Chen Xiazi said that the only thing that he doesn't understand is where the dragon soul is being dragged.
What about it? Also, there must be something to suppress the dragon's bloodshed, otherwise disaster will occur. However, there is no such thing as a "Dragon Suppressing Seal" or a "Dragon Suppressing Platform" at a glance.
My heart moved, and I couldn't help but ask: "Master Chen, if there really is no such thing as the Dragon-Suppressing Seal or the Dragon-Suppressing Platform, what will happen to us?"
Blind Chen was silent for a long time before he said in a serious tone: "If that's the case, we may be in big trouble this time."
Our scalps felt numb when we heard it. Based on Blind Chen's experience, he would definitely not do it without aim. The fat man on the side couldn't help but interjected: "Mr. Chen's family, isn't it as evil as you said? We have dug it before.