Chapter 889: Xiangxi Adventure (128) (Page 1/1)

Chu Tianyue held her head and said, "Are you saying that I will help you find the ancient tomb in Wuling Mountain?" But we don't know if the secret hidden in Wuling Mountain is an ancient tomb or not? Besides, my grandfather did teach me once when he was alive, but I never used this craft, and I dare not promise it to you. ”

Everyone looked at Chu Tianyue with an expectant look, and she couldn't refuse, so she had to agree.

She put down her backpack and first took out a porcelain bowl with broken stubble from her bag, which had a lot of Sanskrit from the Western Regions. In addition, Ma Chengfeng noticed that an eyeball-shaped sign appeared in the center of the porcelain bowl, which was the same as the jade eyes they had just excavated from the ruined temple at the bottom of the mountain.

She put the broken porcelain bowl on the ground, grabbed a handful of grains and sprinkled it in the bowl, and poured half a bowl of water into it. She stretched out her finger and stroked it twice in the water bowl, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it first, then licked it slightly, and chirped it.

"How? Need a little salt? Or spicy? "Then I asked.

"Don't interrupt, let me think again." Chu Tianyue pulled out a book full of monuments in his bag, he turned his back, and kept looking for the page recorded on it, as if he was afraid that the ancestral skills of their mountain movers would be stolen, but in fact, she filtered it, and Ma Chengfeng and Na Xi couldn't understand the Western Regions.

"Brother, isn't it only a beggar who can use a bowl that lacks ballast? It seems that the mountain movers used to have average living conditions, and it is likely that they came to the Central Plains all the way from Xinjiang to ask for food. That whispered in Ma Chengfeng's ear.

"Well, it's possible, haven't you watched it on TV, those Taoist priests walk the streets and alleys, specializing in presiding over white affairs for others, and there is no difference between them and beggars, no, the memory is bittersweet and sweet, so she has been reluctant to throw away this broken bowl." When these two people sang and harmonized, they said the same thing as the real thing.

"Why don't you two write it? I really think that we mountain movers are not pitiful to that extent, grandpa said, you can use this bowl to cast spells, this bowl doesn't look shabby, but this is the only one in the world, you two look at the bottom of the bowl. ”

When it came to his ancestors, Chu Tianyue's face was full of pride. He didn't want them to touch the porcelain bowl at all, but he just raised it and shook it in front of them. I saw that the paragraph at the bottom of the bowl was written with the four big characters "Kangxi Imperial Gift".

"Holy! Given by Emperor Kangxi? I said, Professor, this is priceless, right? There aren't many bowls given by Emperor Kangxi, right? Ouch yo ...... Jingdeyao's? Amazing! Ma Chengfeng drooled when he saw it.

The professor said that this is an ancestral treasure, and when I first saw this bowl, I also wanted to pay a high price for it, but after Tianyue told me its origin, I felt that even if I sold my ancestral home, I would not be able to afford it. This is a "cowpea red", a furnace burned out of this bottle, look at this ****, this is burned with human blood! "Hey, hey? Don't stretch out your hand, you boys! If you touch off another ballast and smash both of you, you can't afford to pay for it. ”

"Sister Chu, what did your ancestors do for Kangxi? So much so that Kangxi sent a bottle of cowpea red? Even if there is no legendary origin of this game, any cowpea red will be a million on the market, right? ”

"Hey...... Do you want to know? Don't tell you! Alright, you two get out of my way! Chu Tianyue took out three sticks of incense and inserted them in front of the cowpea red porcelain bowl, first knelt on the ground and bowed, and then recited a mysterious incantation. Pulling out three sticks of incense, he poked the lit incense head back into the cowpea red filled with clear water.

Everyone, including Professor Monalo, watched in amazement. After Chu Tianyue pulled out three incense sticks from the water, she first flicked them lightly, the three incense sticks were soaked in water, and naturally they broke with one flick, and the half-cut incense fell in three different directions at her feet. She also sprinkled the water and grains contained in the cowpea red little by little. During the sprinkling process, she completely closed her eyes and did not look at her.

"She seems to be sowing? It seems that grain is going to be hunted in Wuling Mountain. "That's a lot of mouths.

"West!" Chu Tianyue opened her eyes, looked at the circle of water marks formed on the ground and said.

"Sister Chu, are you too hasty? Can you explain to us why it's the West? "Na Xiu doesn't trust the ancestral craft of the mountain movers, or rather, he just simply looks at Chu Tianyue unpleasantly and deliberately finds fault.

"I don't know how to explain it, anyway, the ancestors of our mountain movers all relied on this method to find the ancient tomb dragon mound, if you believe it, come with me, if you don't believe it, find it yourself, don't come to ask me." After speaking, she picked up the little mute and walked out with Professor Monalo towards the west mountain of Wuling Mountain.

Ma Chengfeng carefully observed the water and grains that she spilled out under his feet, there was nothing special about it, but there was a fire on one of the broken incense sticks that had not been extinguished, and there was a red bean in front of the fire.

Although Wuling Mountain is still so big, but now at least there is an exact direction, everyone along the west side all the way to the top of the mountain, there will definitely be some clues. Of course, all of this is based on the fact that the place is an ancient tomb, and the skill of the mountain movers is only used to find the ancient tomb.

Everyone walked towards the West Mountain, and after walking for more than an hour, it was six o'clock in the evening, and if they could not find it again, the sun would definitely set at half past seven. Although the sunset was not yet the time when the yin qi was at its heaviest, the Drought Corpse King would definitely be resurrected before ten o'clock, leaving them with less than four hours, not including the time to descend the mountain.

There was nothing suspicious in the mountains, and there was no clue at all. If you climb up further, you will reach an altitude of about 1,000 meters above sea level. The reason why it is judged to be more than 1,000 meters above sea level is that the vegetation growing in the soil under your feet has changed, and the temperature has dropped by a range. There is a cluster of green artemisia grass growing halfway up the mountainside in front, and there is no shadow of a tree, and there are a lot of gravel in the pile of artemisia grass.

"Wait, kids, don't go any further, let me see this piece of artemisia." The professor pulled out a handful of artemisia grass and sniffed it in front of his nose. Ma Chengfeng smiled and said, Professor, isn't this the trick of those Tufuzi on the rivers and lakes? Why do you archaeologists do the same?

3. Heads of Reading Website: m.