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- The three of them can still drink Erguotou as brandy.
This continued until dawn, and the three of them were all a little tipsy.
"Zongbao, you took the initiative to drink today." George's speech was unclear and his tongue was a bit big.
"It's just this one time, there will be no other example." Yang Zongbao also drank until his mouth went dry.
"I'm going to get you some sobering soup." Yang Fenghuang stood up. Except for his face being a little red, he didn't look drunk at all.
When Yang Zongbao saw Yang Fenghuang walking out of the yard, he didn't care. He just advised George, who was already big-tongued, to stop drinking: "Okay, don't touch the wine anymore, your hands will shake."
"No more, no more, aren't I happy to see you?" George's emotions were no longer under his control.
"The joy is almost over, let's go to bed." Yang Zongbao was speechless, and George's wine was not very good either.
"Where to wash?" George opened his confused eyes and looked around, then took off his clothes as fast as lightning and ran towards the well.
Yang Zongbao watched all this happening in stunned silence. Before he could stop him, George's figure disappeared at the mouth of the well.
Covered in cold sweat, Yang Zongbao hurried to the wellhead: "George, are you okay?"
""
But there was no answer from the bottom of the well, only darkness.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Zhao Xi and other soldiers rushed out of the house when they heard the noise.
"My friend fell into the well." Yang Zongbao tied the rope of the bucket to himself and prepared to go down the well.
But at this moment, there was a "gurgling" sound in the well.
"What's going on?" Yang Zongbao asked Zhao Xi.
"I don't know. Every year at this time, red muddy water will emerge from the well for three days. This should be the case today." Zhao Xi also stretched his head over the edge of the well to look in, but there was no trace of anyone.
"Muddy water?" Yang Zongbao thought thoughtfully. The last time he went down, what he stepped on at the bottom of the water didn't feel like dirt. So where does the red mud that suddenly appears in these wells come from?
"Brother" In Zhao Xi's surprise, Yang Zongbao jumped into the water. It happened that Yang Fenghuang came in from the door carrying something: "What's wrong?" Yang Fenghuang had been having heart palpitations for no reason since just now, so he walked back quickly. I didn't expect to see such a scene when I came back. I quickly ran to the well and looked inside. I couldn't see anything except a rope.
"I'll ask someone to bring a pump." Zhao Xi ran away with the two soldiers.
"Stop." Yang Fenghuang stopped Zhao Xi.
"?" Zhao Xi didn't understand what was happening and looked at Yang Fenghuang blankly, wondering why she stopped.
"You guys should disperse." Yang Fenghuang held the other end of the well rope in his hand and found that there were no signs of rough breaking on it. So Yang Zongbao broke the well rope himself. If he breaks it himself, that means he's not in danger. Out of absolute trust in Yang Zongbao, Yang Fenghuang stopped all rescue operations: "They went down to take a shower. You can go to work."
Faced with Yang Fenghuang¡¯s nonsense, Zhao Xi asked his brothers to go to work in a daze.
Yang Fenghuang simply sat on the edge of the well, praying in his heart: Zongbao, please don¡¯t let anything happen to you. I don¡¯t have much time to hold you back.
After entering the water, Yang Zongbao indeed untied the rope himself.
Because the well water was mixed with red mud, the visibility was even worse. Yang Zongbao's diving speed was slower than the last time. Because he could not touch George's body many times and was restrained by the rope, Yang Zongbao could only The rope was loosened.
But Yang Zongbao forgot that his water quality was just average, and he also overestimated his ability. I don't know when a whirlpool formed in the well, and Yang Zongbao was trapped in the whirlpool and couldn't get out. The harder he struggles, the faster he uses up oxygen. After a while, Yang Zongbao couldn't hold on any longer. The world was spinning and he couldn't tell the direction. At first, he could really feel the cold well water sliding down his throat and flowing into his lungs, but Yang Zongbao had nothing to do. I can only slowly fall into darkness
When he opened his eyes again, Yang Zongbao felt nothing in his body, except for the word "pain".
"woke up?"
The familiar voice finally made Yang Zongbao somewhat energetic: "Master?"
"Yes, it's me. Why did you drown again?" The old monk's unique voice was very soothing.
"Come to find George." Yang Zongbao replied weakly.
"That red-haired devil?" the old monk asked.
"Have you seen it?" Yang Zongbao wanted to get up, but found that he had no strength at all.
"I've seen it before,"?I picked you up a few seconds ago. "The old monk pointed to the side. Only then did Yang Zongbao realize that there was another person lying next to him, and he hurriedly got up to feel for his pulse.
"Don't worry, he's not dead. That kid's breath is longer than yours." The old monk said angrily: "Your body is too weak and your breath is too short, only about 3 minutes."
Yang Zongbao asked casually: "How old are you?"
"About 7-8 minutes." The old monk said, looking forward to a good show.
Yang Zongbao blushed. Fortunately, the light here was very dark and he could not see clearly.
"By the way, what are you always doing here? Are you spending your time here these days when you disappear?" Yang Zongbao changed the subject.
"yes¡¡"
"Well¡¡"
Yang Zongbao just asked casually, but unexpectedly he got an affirmative answer. I didn¡¯t expect the old man to be here these days.
"Where is this place?" Yang Zongbao asked nonchalantly.
"It's in the well." The old monk was indeed related to Yang Zongbao by blood, and even his irresponsible attitude was the same.
"I know it's in the well, but where is it in the well?" Yang Zongbao, who is familiar with his own thinking, can only ask the question clearly, otherwise he will continue to struggle.
"There is a passage on the wall of this well, and we are in the passage." The old monk finally lit the fire seal.
Yang Zongbao¡¯s vision became clearer, and he gradually saw everything around him clearly.
No wonder the ground felt soft just now, but now it seems that it is all red soft soil. George was unconscious on the side, and the whole space was not big. Yang Zongbao felt as if he was in a tomb.
"What are these?" Yang Zongbao grabbed a handful of red soil and asked.
"This is not ordinary red soil" The old monk looked particularly mysterious: "Follow me."
Yang Zongbao got up from the ground and followed the old monk for a few steps.
"Have you seen it? What do you think?" The old monk touched the stunned Yang Zongbao and asked.
Yang Zongbao couldn¡¯t describe his current feelings, because he saw a picture in front of him that he couldn¡¯t explain. In front, an invisible membrane blocked the well water. When Yang Zongbao looked over, he could only see his own appearance, because there was no light at the bottom of the well, which formed a natural mirror. And not a drop of water leaked through the membrane. Yang Zongbao subconsciously stretched out his hand and found that the other side of his hand was really water.
"Why?" Yang Zongbao withdrew his hand, which was still stained with well water.
"Isn't it magical?" The old monk said proudly: "The ancients, especially those who cultivated immortals, had their own cultivation caves, and this may be one of them."
"Cultivation into immortality? Is it possible?" Yang Zongbao was sweating constantly on his head.
"You just don't believe what you see with your eyes." The old monk despised Yang Zongbao's attitude of refusing to admit his fault.
"This may be caused by geology or accidental reasons, and has nothing to do with cultivating immortals." Yang Zongbao refused to admit it.
"You, the so-called pursuit of immortality is only to prolong life, and you always have resistance." The old monk didn't mind Yang Zongbao's disdainful attitude.
Yang Zongbao said he didn¡¯t believe it, but his mind was racing. It would be really magical if it were formed naturally. Start wandering around looking for more magic.
The old monk didn¡¯t mention anyone by name, because he didn¡¯t find anything. After a few days here, he still didn¡¯t know how to do it. That kid Yang Zongbao was born with three points of fortune and fortune. Some things are really impossible without luck.
Yang Zongbao walked around slowly, and the only sound in the cave was George's snoring.
Soon Yang Zongbao discovered that the red soil on the ground peeled off from the rocks on the cave wall. He stretched out his hand and pinched it on the wall of the cave, and easily got a hand full of red soil.
"What do you think?" the old monk asked close to him.
"There should have been no holes here originally, but they were slowly opened up. This also explains the reason why there are three wells with red mud in the water every year. It should be that the red soil peeled off from the cave walls accumulated to a certain extent and was blown by some force. When we get to the well, the only external force is wind, but where is the wind here?" Yang Zongbao said while pacing.
"" The old monk was very satisfied with Yang Zongbao's reasoning, because the answer was about to come out.
But Yang Zongbao suddenly sat where he was.
"?" The old monk was puzzled.
"The well water only turns red for three days. Today is the first day, so there are still two days to prove what this external force is about." Yang Zongbao said and suddenly looked at the old monk and asked: "Master, what are we doing?" Time to go up?¡±
"Aren't you going to stay for verification?" The old monk was a little surprised by Yang Zongbao's suggestion.
? ???What are you seeking to prove? "Yang Zongbao smiled, finally gaining the upper hand.
"Where does the wind come from? I want to know the entrance to the treasure." The old monk told the truth.
¡°We have to go up first, and we have to explain why we stayed down there for so long.¡± After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he kicked George with his foot.
"What are you doing?" George just fell asleep.
"Get up." Before Yang Zongbao could finish speaking, he saw the old monk hit George on the neck with his palm. George passed out naturally.
"You" Yang Zongbao didn't expect that the old monk would beat George unconscious.
"It's not that I'm stingy. This is the property of our great empire and cannot be known to outsiders." The old monk said and picked up George. With a skinny body of less than 1.6 meters, he could easily carry George, who was almost 190 meters tall.
"George won't do it." Yang Zongbao defended George.
"No? How did your hospital get lost?" The old monk carried George and ducked out of the hole: "Follow me."
Yang Zongbao had no way to refute and followed him out. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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