If you have an idea, you have to put it into practice.
Ding Ze didn't waste any time. After exhaling a puff of smoke, he moved his wrist slightly and focused the flashlight in his hand on the cracks in the bronze branches. At the same time, he raised his acting skills and frowned, making a serious look.
He didn't take the initiative to say anything. He believed that Wu Xie was so curious and would definitely ask questions when he saw his behavior.
'A superior posture cannot be shown voluntarily. It must be revealed naturally when needed.'
Ding Ze thought nonchalantly.
It didn't take long for the idea to come up.
as expected.
Wu Xie, who was walking around the bronze tree, noticed it, stopped, looked at the place where Ding Ze illuminated it with a flashlight, and asked, "Brother Ding, is there any problem?"
After hearing the words, Ding Ze chuckled to himself, keeping his face serious as he nodded lightly, "The problem is big."
As he spoke, Ding Ze stretched out his hand and placed it on the cracks in the bronze branches. "I took a look and found that there are deep cracks on all these branches."
"These cracks are obviously not caused by problems during the casting of the bronze tree, nor are they caused by natural cracks later on, but were intentionally created at the beginning."
"Look carefully at the direction in which the cracks extend..."
Wu Xie looked at it and was shocked, "It extends into the trunk of the tree. What does this mean?"
Ding Ze: "I think this crack is like a sink. The person who originally cast this bronze tree needed to transport something...most likely some liquid, through this crack.
Go inside the tree trunk."
After Ding Ze finished speaking, he turned to Lao Itch and asked, "This bronze tree must be empty inside, right, Lao Itch?"
Lao Itch: "Uh, yes---it's indeed empty."
Ding Ze: "That's right, I think I probably know what this bronze tree is."
"What?" Wu Xie and Lao Chu asked at the same time.
"There is a high probability that it is a sacrificial weapon!!" Ding Ze answered simply.
Words spread.
Wu Xie and Wu Xie looked at the bronze tree in unison.
Watched it for a while.
Wu Xie withdrew his gaze and spoke with a solemn expression, "Brother Ding, assuming that this bronze tree is really a sacrificial vessel, according to your wishes, the object of sacrifice must be in the bronze tree..."
"Then, considering the age of the casting of this bronze tree, I am afraid that the form of sacrifice is most likely to be a blood sacrifice."
"In other words, during the sacrifice, what flows in the cracks on these branches is probably blood, not wine or anything like that... Such cracks are essentially blood troughs..."
As Wu Xie spoke, his expression became increasingly gloomy and solemn, and the unbelievable and unacceptable meaning was quite clear.
Ding Ze glanced at Wu Xie and said, "I think so too."
Wu Xie shook his head, looked at the bronze tree again, and let out a long sigh.
"Why."
"This kind of sacrifice is really evil and extremely stupid at the same time."
"The creation of such a bronze tree, which can be called a human miracle, was actually used as a murder tool... ugh!"
Wu Xie was very emotional.
Ding Ze heard it, thought about it, and said nothing.
At this time, Lao Itch opened his mouth, "Old Wu, you - don't be emotional. After all, think about it, the brains of the ancients were originally - different from ours.
No, how are they---they are ancient people."
"Besides, if it weren't for these stupid ancient people to come up with all kinds of strange things, we people would be unemployed."
"So, I think we'd better not--don't worry about this, don't waste--wasting time, and go up--up the tree."
From a certain perspective, Lao Itchi's words can be said to be well-founded.
Wu Xie's mouth moved, but he still didn't refute, "Well, let's go up the tree, finish it early, and go back early."
Because he was right next to the bronze tree, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wu Xie moved and prepared to climb.
When Lao Itch saw it, he immediately became anxious and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, why are you so frizzy?"
After stopping Wu Xie, Lao Itch quickly took off his backpack, took out three pairs of rubber labor gloves, and then said, "Didn't I--didn't I say before, this thing can't be touched casually."
"Now, put on the gloves---put them on."
"Is it okay if you put on gloves?" Wu Xie took the two pairs of gloves and handed one to Ding Ze while asking Lao Itchy.
Lao Itch: "I'm not sure, but wearing it is always better than not wearing it."
With that said, Lao Chi put on his backpack again, and Ma Liu put on his gloves, "I climbed over this tree, it's better for me to walk ahead."
"Remember, don't let your skin come into contact with the bronze tree. It's best to treat this green bronze tree like a big iron rod that is connected to high-voltage electricity.
Be careful---be careful."
Hear this.
Wu Xie raised his eyebrows and said, "Old Itch, are you talking nonsense? Is this thing so evil?"
At this time, he had already stepped on a bronze branch. He was itching to climb up. He did not look back and replied with a firm tone, "Yes!"
Wu Xie: "..."
Wu Xie's expression was slightly speechless, but he was no longer verbose.
Ding Ze smiled and said nothing.
The three of them started climbing the tree.
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Time passes quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them crawled in silence for more than twenty minutes.
At this point, just like in the original plot, Comrade Wu Xie was out of breath, sweating like rain, and his whole body was shaking.
Seeing Wu Xie's posture.
The situation was relatively good, and I didn't feel too tired. Ding Ze, who was walking at the back, immediately joked without any hesitation, "Comrade Wu Xie, you are so weak."
"You have to make up for it later. If you are like this at such a young age, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a wife in the future."
Wu Xie, who was walking in the middle, was shocked: "??????"
"Brother Ding, don't talk nonsense! I'm not lying at all!"
Ding Ze smiled, "O(n_n)O~~~Don't you feel guilty when you say this?"
Wu Xie lowered his head, glared at Ding Ze, and skipped the topic, "How high have we climbed? Damn it, looking down from here, it's pitch black below, it's like a bottomless abyss.
Same."
"If I fall down, I'm afraid I'll have to finish playing right away!"
Ding Ze looked down.
With his night eyes, he could barely see the deep pit, "It's not that exaggerated, it's only about ten meters."
Ding Ze replied, and suddenly, a good idea to scare Wu Xie came to his mind.
"In addition, Wu Xie, according to the structure of this bronze tree, if you really fall down, I think it is very likely that you will not be able to hit the ground and hang directly on the branch, becoming a sacrifice in a certain sense."
Wu Xie: "(#￣～￣#)!!"
moment.
Wu Xie finally returned to a bit of normalcy, not too solemn, but with a tired face that was completely dark.
"Brother Ding, you are really good at talking!"
"Don't worry, if I really fall, I will definitely take you with me at the critical moment!"