Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao was filled with joy. Just taking this ginseng as an example, the trip was worthwhile. He looked up and saw the little white fox waiting on a rock in front of him.

Dabao ran over quickly. When the little white fox saw him following, he turned around and ran away.

Passing by the deep pool, Dabao spotted Jiang Jinsong hiding under a rock. Jiang Jinsong also saw him, and their eyes met. Jiang Jinsong stood up with a sneer, his eyes full of resentment.

"Sixth Brother, we are brothers, do you really need to be so aggressive? I have already run so far away, and I will be out of the country in a few days.

We'll never meet again, so why did you chase me here to catch me? We grew up together, so why? Why can't you just let me go? "

Jiang Jinsong couldn't help but roar for the last two sentences. The emotions he had suppressed all night finally broke out. He pulled out his pistol and fired. The entire magazine was empty.

If it were someone else, they would definitely be caught off guard, but under Dabao's consciousness, the speed of the bullet was almost as fast as a turtle.

Dabao didn't hide either. He snapped his fingers and the bullet was stored in the space.

Jiang Jinsong's eyes widened. What did this mean? Was it an illusion? Ever since he saw the ghostly figures last night, Jiang Jinsong could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

He roared angrily and threw the pistol at Dabao. This was the evidence of Jiang Jinsong's murder. Dabao was put into the space again. Jiang Jinsong was angry and annoyed, and he screamed loudly.

"What the hell is this?" He took a bow stance and rushed towards Dabao with an iron mountain.

Dabao and Dabao were taught by the same master, and they were very familiar with each other's routines during practice.

If Dabao hadn't had cheats after his rebirth, he would never have been able to beat Jiang Jinsong even if he died of exhaustion. But now, huh, he's just a loser.

Dabao didn't move at all, one hand against Jiang Jinsong's iron backrest, he said lightly.

"If you can survive three moves in my hands, I will let you go."

Jiang Jinsong took two steps back. He was very confident in his Kung Fu. No one in the whole capital could withstand this Iron Mountain Lean attack, but Dabao actually blocked it with one hand.

He simply couldn't believe his eyes. He stamped his feet and shouted, "It's all an illusion, it's all an illusion..."

Jiang Jinsong roared, like a tiger climbing a mountain. Dabao slapped Jiang Jinsong's shoulder, elbow, and fist with one hand,

Jiang Jinsong was stunned. He made a three-point move and Dabao blocked it with his knee.

"Take my move!" Dabao didn't need any fancy moves, he just elbowed Jiang Jinsong in the heart and sent him flying.

Jiang Jinsong felt as if he was hit by a frightened horse running at high speed. His eyes went dark and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He collapsed to the ground and could no longer get up.

Dabao kicked him on the ear, and Jiang Jinsong's eyes rolled back and he fainted. Dabao took out a rope from the space, tied him up in a horse-style position, covered his head with a flour bag, and then threw him into the space.

This way, even if he wakes up, he won't know where he is.

The courtyard is still in space. No living creature can enter except the creature itself. Even the steps of the courtyard are taboo for small animals.

So they had to put Jiang Jinsong on the grass outside. The little bear cub came over, shaking his big butt. He patted the flour bag with his bear paw, looked up at Dabao and growled twice.

Dabao nodded: "You can play, just don't play yourself to death."

The little bear cub pulled the flour bag off Jiang Jinsong's head and leaned forward with his big butt.

As soon as Jiang Jinsong woke up and opened his mouth to scream, a pile of stinky shit rushed into his mouth. He looked in horror at a huge black hairy butt shitting in front of him. Jiang Jinsong's eyes rolled back and he fainted again...

After catching Jiang Jinsong, Dabao finally relaxed completely. He turned around and went out, but the little white fox jumped back and grabbed his trouser leg, pulling it hard in one direction.

Dabao's eyes lit up: "Could there be some other treasure?"

The little white fox nodded frequently and ran forward again. Dabao followed closely. This little white fox was his lucky star.

The further he walked inside, the more frightened Dabao became. The trees here blocked out the sun. Looking around, all they saw were towering trees. This was clearly a primeval forest.

The little white fox was jumping around, but Dabao couldn't. He always felt that there was a mysterious force calling him here, just like the feeling when he entered the mountains.

Changbai Mountain is mentioned in the Classic of Mountains and Seas: Great Wilderness East Classic: There is a mountain in the Great Wilderness, named Buxian, in the country of Sushen. Buxian Mountain means "mountain with gods".

It is also known as the Holy Mountain. The origin of Shamanism is thousands of years earlier than Taoism. The highest god of Shamanism is Changshengtian, and Buxian Mountain is the birthplace of Changshengtian.

Such a mysterious place makes Dabao extremely cautious.

Dabao knew very well that even if he possessed a magical weapon, he would be just like an ant in such a place, so he was very careful with every step he took.

After passing this towering forest, Dabao came to a mountain wall as smooth as a mirror. He looked carefully and saw the little white fox jumping around him.

After a careful observation, Dabao was surprised to find that this piece of mountain wall was actually man-made, but many traces had been worn away by the passage of time.

But there are still traces of knife and axe.

Being able to carve out such a large piece of mountain wall in this mountain is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

The little white fox jumped to a corner, chirping. Dabao went over to take a look and saw a star map of the Big Dipper in the corner of the mountain wall.

There is a groove at each point, six of which have been filled with small stone balls, and only the Tianshu position is still a hole.

Dabao saw that this was a mechanism, but unless someone was determined, ordinary people could not get here.

He measured it, sighed, and slowly spread out his palm. The Dongzhu that the little white fox had given him suddenly appeared in his palm.

Dabao stuffed the Dongzhu into the hole without hesitation. It was just the right size, neither too big nor too small.

A flash of light passed through the star map, and the mountain wall suddenly made a creaking sound, and then slowly cracked open. It turned out to be two large doors with tracks underneath.

Dabao couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, it was so cool, this mechanism was comparable to the technology of later generations.

Dabao did not go in immediately, but waited outside for a cup of tea, waiting for the foul air inside to dissipate, and then he tentatively walked in.

He did not dare to underestimate the wisdom of the ancients. If he walked in without a trace, the mechanisms inside would fire at him like a thousand arrows, and he might not even have a chance to enter the space.

Dabao found out that his caution was not without reason after he entered the cave. He saw that the mountain was covered with black arrows on both sides and above.

But even though he came in, the sharp arrow did not shoot. Dabao was curious and ran to the crossbow to see that it was rusted.

There was probably no steel-making method in the era when crossbow mechanisms were installed, so the crossbow mechanisms were all cast in iron. It would be strange if they did not rust after hundreds of years.

After passing the government office, there are two large iron gates. There are patterns carved on the gates. If you look closely, it seems to be some words, but Dabao doesn't recognize them.

This door is locked from the outside with an iron bolt, which means it can only be opened from the outside and cannot be opened from the inside.

Dabao lifted up one end of the iron door bolt and lifted it from the groove. This iron door bolt weighed at least three or four hundred pounds, heavier than the gate bolt of Zhengyang Gate.

This is only possible with Dabao, otherwise even two strong men might not be able to lift it.

Dabao opened the iron door a crack, turned around and saw that the little white fox had slipped away to somewhere. He put his consciousness inside and was immediately shocked.

On the other side of the iron gate, there were piles of corpses. Dabao took a look and found that there were thousands of them, but the heads and bones were separated.

Dabao opened the iron door, and an indescribable smell hit him in the face. He quickly hid far away.

It took more than half an hour for the foul air in the mountain's belly to be released.

Dabao felt a little heavy-hearted. He stood in front of the pile of bones and couldn't help but sigh. These must be the craftsmen who opened the mountain.

After the mountain was repaired, people killed them all, piled their bodies together, and piled their heads into a Jingguan. In this way, those who died unjustly would become ghost soldiers, and could never be reincarnated, but could only be lonely ghosts.

Dabao is not a Taoist priest, nor a magician, and cannot help the dead, so he has no way...