The situation in front of me is really interesting. There are no dangerous enemies, steep terrain, or secret passages.
There is just such a square and flat temple, and a foggy darkness.
However, it was a place like this that trapped them...
Chen Zhi felt that they seemed to be trapped in an escape room plot, locked in a small room, with only this little information in front of them, but they had to find the entrance to the cemetery.
And everything in front of me, except for the pair of jade stones, could not see any information.
Traditionally speaking, cemeteries must be buried underground. No matter how many institutions there are, they are still material existences buried underground.
In the following time, Fat Wei went outside like crazy and tapped a few acupoints, and asked the ghost knife to help dig a few deep holes.
Later, even Wu Jia was summoned and used the earth escape technique to burrow under here.
After a while, many large holes appeared on the ground. The holes dug were enough for an ordinary tomb robber to work for a year. Even the ghost sword was sweating from the tossing, but still nothing was found.
Fat Wei was slapped in the face, his face turned red and he quarreled with Wu Jia, almost starting to curse.
Chen Zhi, on the other hand, was leaning in the corner, fiddling with the pair of jade ornaments with both hands, looking at the simple patterns on them, always thinking about his own affairs in his mind.
This is a very interesting pair of jade ornaments, with simple lines and thick material. The patterns on them are also common spiral patterns, one positive and one negative.
It may seem ordinary, but the workmanship is ingenious...
There are bayonets on both jade pieces, which are shaped like a hook. There is no feeling when you pull them apart, but when you overlap the two jade pieces, you can just press them into the bayonet, and they will fit perfectly and become a whole piece.
A block of jade.
When the positive and negative spiral patterns are stacked together, they become a long series of patterns. This pattern is crooked, but it definitely represents something...
Chen Zhi looked at these patterns upside down, replaced them with codes, split them and combined them again, hoping to find some rules through mathematical reorganization.
Since Liu Baobao came here, he has become taciturn.
He had been eating very little and was weak, so he had been leaning against the wall weakly.
He seemed to have no energy. He looked at the jade in Chen Zhi's hand with flat eyes and asked softly:
"You've been playing around with that thing for a long time, do you see anything strange about it?
What could that be?"
"This..., of course it's the key!" Chen Zhi turned to look at Liu Baobao and smiled softly:
"This must be the key to your ancestor's cemetery, but I don't know how to open it yet!!"
"Really? Then it seems you need to use your brain~~",
Liu Baobao didn't seem to be interested in these things. After saying these words, he opened the water bag and started to fill it with water.
The water they brought down was not much, and it is almost finished now, and the water source has not yet been found in this deep underground valley!
"You don't seem to be in a hurry!" Chen Zhi looked at Liu Baobao with a smile and said:
"This is the cemetery of your ancestors, you should have been looking forward to entering here!
You have the blood of Peng Zu, so you may have some feelings. Please help me think about it. If these jade jugs were keys and you were the God of Cooking, how would you use them?"
"Ha! Who knows what he thinks?
He’s just a person from thousands of years ago, what does that have to do with me~~”,
After Liu Baobao finished speaking, he wiped the water from his mouth and closed his eyes indifferently.
"I always feel that you don't have any good feelings towards your ancestors~~" Chen Zhi leaned against the wall and looked sideways at Liu Baobao,
"What? Do you hate this blood in your body?
Do you think it’s a burden?
Your ancestor is different from other things. He is not an aggressive god. He has no blood in his hands and only has the ability to cook delicious food.
Food is a good thing! Don’t you enjoy it?”
"enjoy?
Haha..." When Liu Baobao heard this word, he seemed to feel disgusted and opened his eyes all of a sudden.
At that moment, a look of hatred burst out in his eyes,
"What kind of food? What kind of enjoyment?
It just sounds nice!!
Food is originally used to satisfy hunger. People will die if they don't have anything to eat. This is a rule of life.
But once you have requirements for food and have a picky appetite, you want the food to be delicious, otherwise you won't be able to eat it.
Food to satisfy hunger is far from satisfying.
A delicate tongue sounds nice, but it requires money to support it.
If you don’t have money and have a picky tongue, you are asking for trouble. You will always be unable to eat, you will never be satisfied with your food, and you will be hungry. This will kill you!!”,
After Liu Baobao finished speaking, his eyes suddenly flashed with water. Then he rummaged around on his body for a long time and found a pack of cigarettes.
At first glance, you can tell that the box of cigarettes is specially customized. You can’t see the brand on the outside, but the inside contains hand-twisted cigarettes, which is very exquisite.
Liu Baobao put the cigarette in his mouth and was not prepared to give one to Chen Zhi, but he asked Chen Zhi:
"Is there a fire?"
"Oh! Yes!" After hearing this, Chen Zhi handed over his lighter, helped him light the cigarette, and continued,
"I always feel that you have something to say in your heart...
I didn't have the chance before, but now I have nothing to do, so I might as well talk about it.
Everyone is in the same boat now and there is nothing to avoid!! Don’t think too much.
There are some things that might feel better if you say them out!!"
After hearing what Chen Zhi said, Liu Baobao took two heavy puffs of cigarette. His eyes looked indifferently at the dark front, and his lips trembled. It seemed that he really had a lot to say.
But he finally fell silent. After being silent for a while, he opened his mouth and uttered,
"Stop talking!
When you want to say something, no one is willing to listen, and when you ask for help, no one will listen.
Now that it has passed, let’s not talk about it anymore!!”
Liu Baobao then put out the cigarette and carefully put the remaining half of the cigarette back into the cigarette case.
Then he leaned his head against the wall, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.
At this time, Ghost Sword, Fat Wei, and Wu Jia came over.
Fat Wei was already sweating profusely, his face was swollen red, and he was half-dead with anger.
“tnd is really tnd, damn it!!
We can't be fooled, right? There is no fucking cemetery in this place!!
Otherwise I would have found it long ago!!
I don't mean to brag about my kung fu.
Let me tell you that we have just been deceived, there are no divine tombs in this damn place, so hurry up and leave!!"
"I haven't been cheated!" Chen Zhi shook his head gently: