Hu Bayi shook his head, "There is no such setting in Feng Shui. This should be a trick created by Xian Wang himself."
"It is estimated that in order to fit the Feng Shui pattern of the water dragon halo, we specially built such a pool to match the jade dragon on the throne."
"Where there is water, there is a dragon, and that is the water dragon."
Hearing this, the fat man spoke up and said carelessly, "What the hell, let's stop inking and hurry over."
After saying that, his forehead stopped sweating and his legs stopped shaking. It was as if he had excessive kidney deficiency. Then he took Shenbao and suddenly regained his strength. Without saying a word, the fat man moved his body and jumped into the pool.
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The depth of the pool is about one meter, not very high.
There is a wooden boat shaped like a lotus leaf at the bottom of the pool. It seems that when there was water in the pool, if you wanted to pass through this pool, you had to paddle on a boat.
Seeing the fat man jump down, Ding Ze and the others started to move one after another without saying anything.
Soon, the four people climbed out of the pool one after another and arrived at the throne.
Take a closer look like this.
The majestic, lifelike, and living red jade dragon does contain a large amount of liquid, and these liquids are indeed surging slowly.
His eyes fell on the jade dragon.
The fat man spoke, "What is surging inside this jade dragon must be mercury."
The fat man was not asking, "It seems that in order to take this jade dragon away, we must first release the mercury inside."
After hearing the words, Hu Bayi glanced at Fatty helplessly, "There's obviously something wrong with this jade dragon. Fatty, don't you dare hold me back."
Fatty: "(#￣～￣#)!!!"
The fat man was not happy anymore, "What does it mean to have a hand? We worked hard all the way to get here, and finally came across something valuable..."
The fat man was blah blah blah for a while.
At this time, Shirley Yang, who immediately noticed the mural on the back wall of the throne and was looking at it carefully, couldn't help but make a sound.
"You two, stop making trouble. This mural seems to describe the scene of a king becoming an immortal."
"The tall man in the painting is stepping on a jade dragon, as if he is ascending to heaven. He should be King Xian."
As she spoke, Shirley Yang moved the flashlight and focused the light on the golden crown worn by King Xian.
"The beads embedded in the golden crown are definitely the Muchen Beads we are looking for."
Hearing this, Hu Bayi and Fatty turned their heads to look at the mural.
Ding Ze also looked at it pretendingly.
On the back wall, there are three murals, one large and two small.
The mural in the center is the largest, and the content described is simply...
Wearing a wide python robe with a round collar, a jade belt around his waist, and a golden crown on his head, King Xian, surrounded by a group of courtiers, stepped on the dragon's head and penetrated into the sky like a sea of fairy clouds and smoke-filled sky. The jade dragon's body slowly ascended to the sky.
Then, in the sky, an old man with white eyebrows and beard riding a crane, leading countless immortals behind him, seemed to be respectfully welcoming King Xian.
As for the two small murals on both sides, they describe the scene of the king offering sacrifices and burning the corpse in the big cauldron.
The four of them watched silently for a while.
Hu Ba nodded and said to Shirley Yang, "It is indeed the Muchen Bead. Based on what we have learned so far, Mr. Xian Wang should think that relying on the Muchen Bead, he can go to heaven and become an immortal.
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The fat man followed up and said, "This Mr. Xian Wang's imagination is really extraordinary. The content in this mural looks just like the real thing."
"Do you think it's possible that he has really gone to heaven to become an immortal?" Fatty asked, "If he really has become an immortal, then we will have to make a fuss this time."
Ding Ze heard this and smiled, "Based on the things he did, it is absolutely impossible to become an immortal. Becoming a zongzi is almost the same."
Fatty: "⊙▃⊙!! Old Ding, don't be so cunning... It's over, we will definitely run into an old rice dumpling who has lived for more than two thousand years this time!"
Hear this.
Hu Bayi's brows immediately frowned, and there was a clear hint of worry in his brows, "Damn fat man, don't talk nonsense and say such unlucky words."
"No matter how many people fight for a lifetime, they may not even encounter a rice dumpling!"
"How could we be so unlucky? It happens every time... Absolutely impossible!"
The words hit my ears.
Sensing the panic and refusal to believe in Hu Bayi's words, Ding Ze suddenly became happy.
'Haha, it won't be long before Lao Hu, you're going to get slapped on the face again.'
Ding Ze muttered something silently, of course, such words must not be said now.
So, after thinking about it, "Old nonsense is right, damn fat man, don't curse us! I now seriously doubt that you kept talking about it when we encountered rice dumplings before!"
Fatty: “??????”
Can a fat man accept this kind of slander?
Of course not!
The fat man was anxious, "(ΩДΩ)!!! Get out of here, you are obviously the one with the crow's mouth, it's none of my business! My luck has always been very good..."
The fat man started chirping for a while.
Seeing this, Shirley Yang had no choice but to shake her head again, interrupted the fat man, and changed the subject, "It is impossible for a mortal to become an immortal. Becoming an immortal is just the wishful thinking of King Xian. I don't think we can do anything about it."
I’m delayed, no matter what, I’ll find a way to find King Xian’s tomb first.”
Saying that, Shirley Yang turned to look at a stone door in the corner next to her, "There seems to be no information about the location of the tomb in this Hall of Immortals. Let's go to the back hall to have a look."
"Well," Hu Ba nodded in agreement, "According to the layout of the Ming Tower, there should be many inscriptions and murals in the back hall for future generations to admire. Maybe there will be clues about the tomb in them."
"Then let's go."
Ding Ze said something, moved his body, raised his feet and prepared to walk towards the stone gate.
At this time.
The fat man suddenly said, "I said, let's leave now? Aren't we going to smash the jade dragon? Even if we don't smash the jade dragon, at least we have to get some of the jade from the throne. Otherwise, wouldn't our trip be in vain?
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When Hu Bay heard this, he was helpless: "╮(╯▽╰)╭"
"Fat man, can you be more angry? When we find the mausoleum to commemorate Mr. Wang's virtue, there will definitely be so many artifacts in it that you will be able to take advantage of it!"
"Can you afford to worry about such a small amount of jade?"
As soon as Hu Bay opened his mouth, he immediately responded.
Being shocked, the fat man scratched his head but still didn't move his feet, "That's what I said, but these jade stones are right in front of you. What a waste if you don't take them away. You know, it's all money..."
Hu Bayi: "(#￣～￣#)"
"Then fat man, you can stay here and mess around," Ding Ze said with a smile, and then waved his hand to Hu Bayi, "These things on the surface are probably not worth a lot of money. Old Hu, when we get there
Go and touch the real good stuff."
After saying that, Ding Ze raised his feet and left.
He was sure that Fatty would definitely fall into the trap when he heard such words, so he quickly followed him.
This is not the case.
The words just fell.
With a bang, the fat man's body weighing more than 200 kilograms moved decisively.
"Old Ding, what you said makes sense!"
"Really good things must be hidden more secretly!"
"So, let's go faster. Let's get our hands on the good things in the back hall first, and then come back and pry off the jade stones on this throne, and give them all to Xian Wang!"
The fat man was serious and shameless as he strode forward as he spoke.
See this scene.
Ding Ze and the others: "..."
Hey, at this time, what else can you do except laugh...