As Fat Wei was looking for photos on his phone, he suddenly screamed.
"What a fucking ghost! Who touched my phone? All the photos in my phone are fucking gone."
When everyone heard Fat Wei say this, they were all stunned for a moment.
"Why did the photos in the mobile phone disappear for no reason?" Chen Zhi said to Fat Wei, "Look for it again, is it because you can't find it? Who would touch your mobile phone?"
"No! Don't you know it yet? How could I lose something valuable?" Fat Wei muttered, rummaging through his cell phone.
The scene was a little awkward for a while. After being silent for a while, Mr. Bao asked seriously.
"Who might have access to your mobile phone during this period?"
"Having access to my mobile phone? The most likely person is Cheng Zi. He lives with me every night. He is the one I suspect the most!" Fat Wei said with a smile, but suddenly remembered something again and frowned.
"Speaking of which, when we went to Hot Spring Lake together that night, Lao Jiandou once called me over to talk about something, and then he borrowed my mobile phone to make a call alone, and then..."
Fat Wei suddenly fell silent when he said this. After a pause, he suddenly burst into laughter.
"Oops! Now that I think about it, I remembered it all wrong. It seems that I deleted it casually when I was playing the game on my mobile phone."
"Really?" Mr. Bao glanced at Fat Wei suspiciously and did not ask any further questions.
"Hehe! But my fat man is not as simple as you think. I have backups of everything important. Do you know that there is an artifact called Baidu Cloud, right?"
After Fat Wei finished speaking, he fiddled with the phone in his hand a few more times and said to Mr. Bao.
"The backup photos have been found. Please add me on WeChat! I will send the materials to you now."
Network technology is really a very convenient thing. After Baoye received Fat Wei's photo, he transferred it to the large LED screen on the wall.
The LED screen enlarged every photo sent by Fat Wei. Everyone looked at the photos carefully and found that the light was indeed very dark and there were some jittery and blurry places, but the overall image and text were still relatively clear.
This book "The Divine Skills of Creation" is indeed very remarkable. Most of it is composed of pictures of ancient Qin bodies. It describes and records magical skills that are unimaginable to the world. For example, a messenger bird recorded in it can actually speak to people.
It is said that the feathers are gorgeous, flying all over the land of China without falling, flying thousands of miles in the sun, and carrying news.
When I turned to the last few pages, the text there was very small, all written in divine script. No one except Chen Zhi could understand it. The title was marked in divine script, "The weapon of gods and ghosts, the dust of dust."
Keep people away."
Because the words on these pages were too dense and small, and the lighting was dim and blurry, the images and text were somewhat difficult to decipher. Chen Zhi carefully checked the dense words in front of the pictures. Finally, he found on one of the pages.
I remember that image in my memory. It was a small piece of text in a very inconspicuous corner, and the graphics were also very simple.
Chen Zhi tried hard to identify the words with his eyes. It was a small piece of exquisite sacred text. The strokes were soft and round, just like painting. It was obvious that the sculptor of the mural at that time did not know these words at all, and just carved them like a cat or a tiger.
The title of that divine text is the word "Mingzhou".
What follows is a description of the production specifications of the "Mingzhou" artifact. This text introduces the materials, dimensions, craftsmanship techniques, etc. of the "Mingzhou" in detail. It is very detailed and the techniques are clearly written. There are
Typical characteristics of divine texts, divine texts never use metaphors and fictitious words, but go straight to the theme, simple and clear. In this text, one of the paragraphs focuses on describing the most important part of the "Pluto Boat", which requires a lot of work.
A special kind of wood, "ghost wood".
Its description is as follows:
In the ghost town of Yingdu, the afterlife is gone, and the Forgotten River is full of ghosts and ghosts. The "underworld boat" can be driven on the ghost city, and the soul can cross the boat, and living beings can enter. Traveling thousands of miles a day, traveling to and from Yingdu
In a ghost town, you are with the dead.
If you take this boat, you need to fast for three days, and when the trees are glowing above your head, you can take this boat and enter the ghost house of the underworld.
There is "ghost wood" in the north, which can be used as the bones and ears of the "underworld boat". If there is no such material, the "underworld boat" will never be obtained.
After Chen Zhi finished reading these words, he looked carefully at the small picture next to it. The small picture was very delicately drawn, divided into a three-dimensional diagram and two planar anatomy diagrams, and the internal structure was simple and clear.
The whole picture in the small picture is a small wooden boat. The bones of the wooden boat are painted with gold powder, and there is a line next to it marked with the word "Ghost Wood".
After Chen Zhi roughly described the meaning of the sacred text to everyone, Fat Wei seemed to understand and immediately said loudly and stingily.
"Damn, I knew there must be a pit here. This "Underworld Boat" is not that easy to make. Where can I get the "ghost wood" to make the bones of the "underworld boat"? Use other high-quality wood.
Can't you replace it?"
"no!",
Chen Zhi looked at the map carefully, shook his head and said.
"The shape of this "underworld boat" is actually very simple, but the internal structure is very rigorous. In a sense, this "underworld boat" relies on the special material of ghost wood to survive on the Wangchuan River.
A kind of means of transportation. If it is made of ordinary wood, it is probably no different from an ordinary wooden bed. According to the above description, the Wangchuan River is a kind of ****. If there is no "underworld boat",
A living person cannot survive if he goes up there.
"Wow! With such trouble, we have to carry a boat into the underworld. It's really troublesome. But now the question is, who knows what this "ghost tree" is? Where can I find it?"
Fat Wei was obviously a little anxious and continued to ask eagerly.
"The place in the north is so big. How can we find the word "North" when there is only the word "Northern"? Does it explain where exactly this ghost tree grows, or what it looks like?"
"No description",
Chen Zhi read the sacred texts carefully again, shook his head and said, "Except for the word "Northern Territory", there is no other description about the ghost trees."
After Chen Zhi finished speaking, everyone was silent. This kind of clueless concept is actually the hardest to find. Ghost wood was probably the name for a kind of tree in that era, and the name may have been changed long ago. And if it is
The wood in ancient times is probably extinct now. Where can we find such a stupid thing?
After Bao Ye was silent for a while, he smiled at Chen Zhi and said,
"It seems that I can only go to your Jiang family's library to look for it. All the secrets of China from the mythical age to today are hidden there."