Tomb Raiders start to enter the Lu Palace

When the fat man saw this stone turtle, he clicked his tongue and said in amazement: "Do you know what this thing is? This is the national emblem of the Ren Kingdom, a descendant of the Shennong clan. It is said in [Taiping Yulan] (Customs) that at that time Primitive people live in groups, and their births are chaotic. In order to make births clear, Nuwa enriched each tribe and fabricated clay figurines and counted the number. The clay figurines fabricated by the people of the Shennong tribe. It is this kind of human face with a turtle body, which later became theirs. The coat of arms of future generations."

"This national emblem is so fucking unscrupulous. Speaking of which, you are an uneducated person, how do you know that there is such a record in Taiping Yulan?" Wu Xie asked with a strange expression.

"Hey! It's not because the picture of Nuwa's breasts on the cover is so big. I thought it was some explosive book, so I opened it and read it. Who knew it was so serious." The fat man said.

Looking at this human-faced stone turtle, Chen Hao immediately remembered the magnet turtle they met in Yunding Tiangong. The carving technique and workmanship were almost the same as this one, so it was definitely from the same school.

"This stone turtle is very similar to the one we saw in Yunding Sky. I speculate that there should be some connection between the two, and I don't know where the Zhang family got it from." Wu Xie said.

The fat man looked around and saw that there was not even a coffin, so he said, "It's strange, why there are only these stone turtles on this floor and nothing, it's too strange, have all the good things been hidden? Or do you mean it hasn’t been renovated yet?”

Wu Xie scolded: "Fatty man, what are your plans? Let me tell you, don't plan to use the underworld weapon here. If something is triggered, not only will we not be able to rescue the little brother, but we will die under his control." Front."

"Ta Tata..."

While the two were talking, a series of footsteps suddenly came from the ceiling above. Everyone was startled by the sound, and hurriedly looked up.

"This voice—could the little brother be on it?" Wu Xie exclaimed.

Chapter 291 Fairy Fruit

The fat man shook his head, looked around with a flashlight, and said, "I can't hear you clearly, it might be a mouse."

It turns out that the ceiling above the head is strange, especially high, with countless large and small boxes hanging from it, which at first glance looks tingling.

The boxes were of different sizes and shapes. They were densely packed, and there were at least tens of thousands of them, and I didn't know what they contained.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that these boxes are hung very regularly, forming a vaguely complicated chessboard.

"Damn, this... this seems to be a fairy fruit, so there are so many?" The fat man exclaimed.

"What is fairy fruit? Is it similar to pancake fruit?" Wu Xie asked.

The fat man continued to look up at the boxes on the ceiling, and said: "I heard from a sister with a special profession that once she went to deliver (takeaway) to the boss, there was a box hanging in the boss's room. Let her touch it and say what kind of fairy fruit it is.

She didn't understand what it meant, so she continued to ask the boss.The boss asked her if she had seen Chu Liuxiang. The Wuhua monk in it was very similar to the fairy fruit. He had never landed on the ground in his life, and he was always on the bed.

The Buddha-nature of this Wuhua monk is extremely high, and he has never been contaminated by the dust of the world since he was born, and later became an eminent monk.The same is true for some things. From the moment they are made, they are hung up for preservation. The box containing such things is called fairy fruit.I have only heard of it, but I have never seen it. I didn't expect there to be so many here. "

Wu Xie: "Is your statement reliable? I heard that things cut from eunuchs were also put in boxes and hung in the room, called the baby room. Why do I feel that this room looks like a baby room?"

"Damn it! If it's really like what you said, then there are tens of thousands of them hanging on the roof of this building. This... the Zhang family's aesthetics, isn't it too damn coquettish?" The fat man opened his mouth wide. Dazed.

At this time, Chen Hao next to him had already made a move, took out a soul chasing knife, and threw it towards a large box above his head.

The soul-chasing knife hit the rope hanging on the box with a swish, and the box immediately fell from mid-air, and he flew forward to catch the box.

Then, he swiftly pried open the lid of the box and looked inside, only to see that what was inside was a white bone slap?

That slap had obviously been in place for a long time, and only bones remained, but the middle finger and index finger of this slap were very long, which obviously belonged to the Zhang family.

There was no way to see anything from just one, so Chen Hao knocked down a few more boxes with the Soul Chaser Knife, and when he opened them, he found that there were only slaps inside.

These slaps all have the characteristics of the Zhang family. The middle finger and index finger are unusually long, but the degrees of weathering are different. It can be inferred that they have been accumulated from generation to generation.

Seeing this, everyone immediately realized that this was obviously one (Tezuka).

Wu Xie said: "This is obviously a Tezuka. I remember that in ancient times, some tribes killed many people in wars, but the bodies were too heavy to be transported back, so they cut off a certain part of the deceased and brought them back for burial. Look at the situation here. , the Zhang family seems to have continued this custom."

"I seem to have heard what you said before, but...why are there so many hands here?" the fat man asked.

"I guess it's either a war or a conflict with other armed forces, which will cause a large number of casualties. Of course, the scale of this kind of war is not large. Since ancient times, some powerful families have their own armed forces. It is normal for a local warlord to clash," Wu Xie said.

"Naive, hunk, do you still remember the corpses of the archaeological team we fished up from the bottom of the lake? They all cut off their right hands. Do you think they are also members of the Zhang family?" the fat man asked.

Both of them nodded. The corpses of the archaeological team members they fished up from the bottom of the lake at that time had indeed all had their right hands cut off. Now it seems that it is really possible that they belong to the Zhang family.

Wu Xie speculated: "It's too messy, and I can't be sure if they are from the Zhang family. It's just that the person who killed the archaeological team was Pan Ma, and he had no reason to cut off their right hands. And their right hands are all After death, they were cut off intentionally. Who are those people? What are they trying to hide? We have no way of knowing."

These palms aroused Wu Xie's curiosity. He really wanted to know what secrets were hidden in them, so he hurriedly followed the messy footprints on the ground to find the invisible stairs to the upper floor.

Because they had swallowed Qudu Pill, the strong alkali powder could not do any harm to them, so they all took two steps together and quickly climbed up to the fourth floor of the ancient building.

When they came to the fourth floor of the ancient building, the first thing everyone saw was a lot of fences surrounded by wood, with small compartments and corridors inside. This floor seemed relatively normal.

The three of them came to a small compartment at the entrance and pushed the door with their hands, but the door was locked and could not be opened.

"Why do these small rooms look like morgues?" the fat man muttered.

After speaking, he poked the paper on the window with his fingers, and it was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything with a flashlight.

Chen Hao got violent and kicked the door fiercely. He kicked the door seven or eight meters away with a bang, and smashed it to the side.

The door slammed down on the ground, kicking up a large cloud of dust. Wu Xie and the fat man subconsciously covered their heads with their clothes, covered their mouth and nose, and waited for the dust to disperse.

Chen Hao directly ignored the dust, and walked into the room quickly to take a look. The room was very small, only about three square meters at most, with a coffin in the middle.

In addition, there are many small wooden plaques hanging on the walls of the room, engraved with some lowercase Chinese characters, which seem to be epitaphs introducing the life story of the owner of the tomb and the process of birth and death.

At this time, the dust had all dispersed, Fatty and Wu Xie also walked in, looking at the things in the room with interest.

"There is a coffin, so I didn't run away. This floor is the tomb." The fat man looked at the surrounding rooms again. "It seems that the rooms on this entire floor are all tombs."

Wu Xie visually inspected the area of ​​the entire floor, and said, "This floor is about 3000 square meters. Based on the size of this room, could it be that a thousand members of the Zhang family are buried here?"

"Damn, are there so many people in the Zhang family? Then how big is their family?" the fat man asked.

Wu Xie explained: "In ancient times, there were many chaebol families. My brother's Zhang family is an ancient family. It is not surprising that there are so many people. In history, as long as a family can prosper for three generations, the family can be divided The number of people multiplied to thousands of people."

Chapter 292 Zhang Family's Secret

Wu Xie looked around again and said: "My little brother has so many people in his family, and if he can share a room here, he is considered a very good person in this family. Others are like seventh cousins, third cousins, etc. , all hanging downstairs."

The fat man said: "Good guy, thanks to my brother's generation, they all have amnesia, otherwise Huaxia would have been occupied by their family."

Seeing that they were talking endlessly, Chen Hao urged, "Stop talking nonsense, and look at what is written on this wooden sign."

After hearing what he said, the two leaned over to look carefully at the small wooden signs, and found out the identity information of the person buried here.

According to the information above, the person buried in this room is called Zhang Shengqin. He was born in the middle of the Qing Dynasty.

This person died in a local armed conflict, and was taken back to the ancient building by his tribe for burial after his death. He lived a total of more than 170 years, an absolute longevity.

Looking at the information recorded above, it gives people a feeling that the Zhang family is like a mysterious family on the Internet, hidden in the mountains and forests, guarding their own secrets. The things they guard can be exercises or Treasure, in short, looks very mysterious.

"This reminds me of Zhang Tianshi. Do you think he is also a member of the Zhang family?" The fat man looked at Wu Xie and asked.

"You can't tell, they are all awesome, who knows what is the connection between them?" Wu Xie said.