Hear this.

Wu Xie frowned, "Three thousand years ago? That must be BC, Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties are all possible... Brother Ding, didn't your friend say the approximate time frame? Three thousand years ago, up and down hundreds of years ?”

Ding Ze shook his head again, "No, he doesn't know too well."

"Hey," Wu Xie sighed, didn't ask any more questions, and looked at the bronze tree again with a puzzled look on his face, "No matter which period it was in Xia, Shang and Zhou, it was absolutely impossible to create such a tree with the level of human smelting at that time. The Giant Bronze Tree's..."

"This thing, appearing here, is simply a miracle!"

Wu Xie muttered for a while, then raised his foot and continued to move towards the bronze tree.

"The first time I saw--the first time I saw this thing, I thought--thought I saw the Dinghaishen Needle," Lao Tiao followed suit, saying to Wu Xie while moving.

"Later, when I got close to it, and took a closer look, I realized that this--this thing should be--a bronze tree."

"Old Wu, you know more about cultural relics than ---, do you know what --- this stuff, standing here, what --- what does it mean?"

Wu Xie: "The history of Xia, Shang and Zhou has always been very brief. Those historians dare not say how much they really know about that period of history."

"I only know a little bit about it."

"So, the reason why this thing is here, I think, I am afraid that only the person who put it here in the first place knows."

As Wu Xie spoke, his words suddenly paused and his expression changed, "Damn it, I suddenly figured it out."

"The mine passages above are not mine passages at all, but some people... It is very likely that the officers and soldiers of the Qing Dynasty dug passages to dig this bronze tree!"

"Damn it, they dug so many passages, all the way down, they dug this deep underground, who knows how many years they have been digging here, but they still haven't been able to dig to the bottom of this bronze tree."

"Then this thing is inserted into the ground, how deep is it inserted?"

Wu Xie said in one breath, his face and tone were full of shock and doubt.

The old itchy scratched his head, "I also thought about this question last time."

"I think, this thing may have been inserted into hell."

Wu Xie: "..."

The word hell appears.

Wu Xie turned his head and glanced at Old Itch, and said in a obviously speechless tone, "Don't talk nonsense."

"It's just nonsense because of me," said Old Tick not happy about being bullied, "I think, it's really—that's really possible."

"Think about it, those officers and soldiers of the Qing Dynasty apparently dug... for several years before they finally got here."

"Then why didn't they go on - digging down?"

"They--and why, they were all--killed, and they were randomly buried in--up in that--that cave?"

The old itch breathed a sigh of relief, and retorted like this.

Words entered the air.

Wu Xie was speechless for a while, and at the same time, his brows were tightly frowned.

Ding Ze saw it, thought about it, and felt that this matter can be talked about as a foreshadowing, so he opened his mouth.

"Old Itch, although what you said makes sense, but the idea of ​​hell is a bit too nonsense."

"I think there can actually be a more reasonable explanation for your two questions."

As soon as this word comes out.

Wu Xie and Lao You immediately looked at Ding Ze in tacit understanding.

"How do you say?" Old Tickle asked.

Ding Ze smiled.

"This is just my opinion. I can't guarantee whether this is the case. However, I personally think that my idea should have a high chance of being correct."

After making a statement and talking nonsense, Ding Ze continued.

"Based on the information we know so far, I think that the task that those officers and soldiers came here to perform is very likely to dig out this bronze tree..."

"They have been digging for several years, suddenly, they stopped digging, and then died here... The biggest possibility, or a more reasonable explanation, is that they dug some or some very special things in this pit, It is so special that after the big shots above read it, they feel that it must be kept secret.”

"The big man decides to keep it secret, so it makes sense that those soldiers will be killed and buried deep in the ground, isn't it?"

After Wu Xie and Lao Xie finished listening, they were silent for a while.

"Reasonable is quite reasonable. The question is, what would require the lives of thousands of high-ranking officials to achieve the purpose of secrecy?" Frowning and silent for a while, Wu Xie asked road.

Ding Ze didn't answer immediately, but took out a cigarette first, lit one leisurely, and then moved his mouth, "Comrade Wu Xie, the answer to this question is actually not that difficult to guess. If you think about it carefully, you should be able to think of it." of."

Wu Xie: "?????"

The doubt on his forehead increased several times in an instant, and at the same time, Wu Xie's brows furrowed into a ball. During this time, it seemed that he was racking his brains, and it was obvious that he didn't want it.

"Many of the corpses in the cave above were above the fifth rank and above... Plus, so many people came here to dig the bronze tree..."

"These two facts basically mean that those officers and soldiers did not follow the orders of a certain high official, but obeyed... the orders of the emperor!"

"That is to say, assuming that Brother Ding's guess is correct, the person who decided to kill him was the emperor at that time."

"The emperor needs to keep the things dug out by the officers and soldiers secret... That thing can't be gold, silver or treasure..."

As Wu Xie was talking, he paused for a short while, and then blinked again and again, his eyes suddenly complicated and indescribable.

"Could it be that the things those officers and soldiers dug up in this pit are related to longevity?"

Facing Wu Xie's inquiry.

Ding Ze smiled and exhaled a long breath of smoke, neither affirming nor denying, he just moved his eyes generously, looked at Old Itch, and motioned Wu Xie to ask Old Itch.

He believed that Wu Xie could understand.

Wu Xie did understand.

No, Wu Xie's gaze fell on the old itchy face almost immediately.

"Old Itchy, the great benefit you mentioned is longevity?" Wu Xie asked in a very solemn tone.

Old Tick was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head, "No, if it was --- it was Changsheng, I would have told --- directly to you."

"Isn't it longevity??" Wu Xie frowned, put on a suspicious posture, and asked again, "What is that?"

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