Whether it's the other way around, try the right last kick and treat it as the first kick.

Xu Cheng took the last step of the Lost Trace Fist as the first step and stepped on it.

When he saw that the trap didn't react, he knew he had guessed correctly.

The hourglass is a reminder that you need to go back in the opposite direction.

Xu Cheng's familiarity with the back and forth use of the Lost Trace Fist was reversed.

Then the stone gate was closed, and after it was opened again, Xu Cheng saw the ancestral tablet heir hall.

He ran over, knelt down, and kowtowed directly: "Thank you for what your ancestors left behind." ”

But this time, the stone gate was silent.

Xu Cheng blinked, a little stunned.

He was indeed the mechanism touched by kowtowing before, and this time he did it back, there was nothing wrong with it, why didn't the stone gate move?

Xu Cheng kowtowed again, and used his strength a little, but there was still no response.

He wondered.

I feel like I'm not as scheming as I am outside.

Xu Cheng stood up, and could only burn his brain again and look for problems in the four circles.

The whole hall is a little dark. He couldn't light up the whole room with a fire stand in his hand, but Xu Cheng didn't let go of any clues with his previous criminal investigation work experience, and he looked for any clues or flaws.

However, in all the corners, there were no clues or hints like the hourglass on the fourth layer just now.

After Xu Cheng looked at it and made sure that he had not missed any details, he stood there in a daze, frankly speaking, he didn't believe that the mechanism would be on those tablets, because the person who designed it must be the Xu family, so it was absolutely impossible for him to use the martyr's tablet to design the mechanism button, which was disrespectful to the ancestors.

So Xu Cheng gave up the idea of moving those monuments for the first time.

But unintentionally, he caught a glimpse of the big red cloth table in the hall, and after overturning the red cloth, he looked under the table to see if there was a mechanism, and then the four feet of the table also groped, and the bottom of the table also touched it.

In some frustration, Xu Cheng saw the golden incense ashtray on the red cloth table. There was a stick of incense stuck in it, Xu Cheng tried to turn the incense ashtray, and when he saw that Shimen did not respond, he lifted the incense ashtray again, but there was still no response. Finally, he focused on the incense, hesitated, and pulled it out.

As a result, Shimen still did not react.

Xu Cheng wondered.

Just as he was about to turn around and continue looking elsewhere, he suddenly paused, then turned his head to stare at the incense.

An incense stick that hasn't burned out?

When things happen, there must be demons!

Xu Cheng looked at the fire rack in his hand, and after muttering for a while, he reached out and picked up the endless incense and lit it, and then put the fire aside, sincerely worshiped the ancestors and ancestors, and then inserted the incense into the incense ashtray.

The next moment, the force of his incense insertion seemed to touch the mechanism set in the incense ashtray, and the stone door closed heavily, and then opened again, and Xu Cheng saw the armory opposite.

Exhaled.

Finally came to the second floor.

He lifted the fire rack and carried his backpack to the armory on the second floor, and then he reached for the weapon knife that had opened the stone door earlier.

The stone door closed again, then opened.

Then Xu Cheng saw the white bones outside and the passage to the waterfall, because as the stone gate opened, he heard the sound of the huge waterfall rushing water.

After Xu Cheng walked out smoothly, he walked directly to the passage of the waterfall, and the outside was already white, as if it was dawn, and he stayed inside for a full night tossing, and time passed so fast.

However, as for how to get out of this waterfall cave, it gave Xu Cheng another problem.

Because, the books in the backpack can not be soaked, originally with the storage time for too long and some undurable paper, if it is still wet with water, a little tearing, it is more than worth the loss, this kind of martial arts is about one less word, the artistic conception can be wrong and go crazy, so, there really can be no loss.

Thinking of this, Xu Cheng, who had no choice, could only let himself feel the feeling of going to hell again.

That's how to get in, how to get out. Use the flashpoints of your genetic abilities to rush out of the waterfall and make sure you don't fall into the water, so that the package is largely unsoaked.

Thinking of this, Xu Cheng hurriedly replenished himself with a little functional food, saying that he would be made miserable by the damn blood poison attack again.

Early in the morning, around the waterfall, Xu Banxian was looking for Xu Cheng on crutches.

Just when he looked around, suddenly, the middle part of the waterfall seemed to be faulted, and an unknown object rushed out, like a cannonball, and the monkey jumped out of the stone, Xu Cheng's whole person flew in the air and rushed towards the steps of the opposite cliff, but because of the blood poison attack, he couldn't control his consciousness and degree of freedom, so the inertia was too great, and the whole person hit the stone wall fiercely, and because he recovered his genetic ability early to ensure that he didn't die, he lost his tortoise shell, such a building, After spitting a mouthful of blood, he fainted directly.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Xu Banxian to rush over, call someone, and carry him back to the village.

When Xu Cheng woke up, he saw that there was only the old man Xu Banxian in the wooden house, he was holding a cane in both hands, looking at the backs of those relatives working in the distance.

"Are you awake? Did you get poisoned in some way? Xu Banxian asked him curiously.

Xu Cheng was a little dizzy when he saw that his head was exploding, but he didn't forget to answer Xu Banxian's words.

"Old man, you said that there is an art of immortality in this world?"

The old man smiled: "How can there be, how many emperors in the past dynasties want to live forever, I have heard that the oldest is a Tai Chi Taoist person, but it is only a hundred and fifty years old and passed away, in this world, there is no immortality at all, and it is impossible to live forever, as long as people can't get out of the body, the body is your burden, it will be old and rotten, it will exhaust you, so there are people who practice internal strength, first nourish the internal organs in the body, so that they can maintain a healthy state, so there is a way of martial arts, but it still can't make your body immortal, So, those preachers began to practice divine consciousness, the so-called art of cultivating the gods, and they wanted their divine consciousness to live forever in this world, which was nonsense. There is no such thing as immortality in this world. ”

Xu Cheng: "But I met a person who lived for two hundred years, but he was still a child, this time he was injured, I don't know if I can survive, so this time, I just want to find out if there are any descendants of the Xu family, I haven't really seen my relatives once in my life." ”

Xu Banxian sighed, looked at those relatives and said, "Sometimes, it's a good thing to have nothing, at least there are no fetters and worries. ”

(End of chapter)