Liu Chenghan wiped his tears and reached out to grab Wang Lang's wrist. Wang Lang hurriedly smiled and avoided it.

"It's not worth mentioning." Wang Lang waved his hand.

"The Black Dragon King, please accept a bow from Liu Chenghan. It is no different to save my second brother. In the future, as long as the Black Dragon King needs it, he will speak out. Even if I, Liu Chenghan, cannot do it, I will work hard to do it, and I will not refuse." Liu Chenghan said as he spoke, just a long bow, exactly the same as those in ancient times.

Wang Lang reached out to help Liu Chenghan up, "Don't let it go, I can't bear it."

Liu Chenghan wiped away his tears, "Does the Black Dragon King want to continue?"

Wang Lang nodded.

"Then how about we go together?" Liu Chenghan suggested.

Wang Lang immediately refused, "No need, you guys go."

Liu Chenghan did not force it, "Since that's the case, my brothers and others will leave first. If the Dragon King is useful, just say it. Chenghan will do his best to help."

"Achieve." Wang Lang smiled.

Several people said goodbye.

Wang Lang watched the four of them leave and suddenly remembered one thing. There was a Zhuge Qing next to Liu Chenghan before. Why was Zhuge Qing not there just now? According to the routine of these people, Liu Chenghan should be with Zhuge Qing at all times.

Those people went directly to the next floor.

Wang Lang entered this layer, and there seemed to be nothing else except the black wheat.

I searched around for a long time and found nothing. The spaces on each floor here are different. There is a large and surprising layer, and a small layer, which makes people dazzled. The layer in front of me is surprisingly small and only three meters high. There is nothing to see except rye.

Wang Lang searched for a while and went to the next floor with Lu Mowei.

Quietly, Wang Lang shook his cell phone light and found that this floor was much larger than the previous floor. There was a grain stockpile that was unknown at the center, which occupied two-thirds of the floor. Outside the grain stockpile, there were many black wheats, all of which were the wheats that were just taken down by Liu Chenghan.

After walking around, he couldn't find the entrance to the next floor. Wang Lang focused his eyes on the grain stockpile and walked towards the grain stockpile with Lu Mowei.

There is no door, there is a cylinder below, a cone above, and there is a very large window five or six meters up.

Wang Lang took a few steps back, then rushed towards Liangzun, kicked a few times on the wall, and sat on the window, lowered his eyes and gave Lu Mowei a gesture to come up.

Lu Mowei climbed up with his hands and feet.

Wang Lang rode at the window and looked into the grain storage tank with his mobile phone. It was empty and there was a lot of space inside.

While Lu Mowei was not paying attention, Wang Lang was so mean and pushed Lu Mowei down.

Lu Mowei stood up with a whisper, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Wang Lang took out his ears and jumped down from the window, "I clearly heard someone here just now."

Lu Mowei immediately looked around vigilantly.

Wang Lang shone the ground with a lamp, and the dark grass squatted down and grabbed a handful of millet and wheat.

But they are all wilted.

Hululu...

It's like the sound of pigs eating from somewhere.

Wang Lang tried to argue carefully, but the sound seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to judge which direction it came from. The binaural effect of eggs was not useful.

Lu Mowei obviously heard the sound, and reached out to grab Wang Lang's clothes, "Brother, someone, have you heard it, someone!"

Wang Lang shook Lu Mowei away, "I'm afraid of hair, what about us."

Lu Mowei laughed, "Isn't you afraid?"

The two of them circled around the grain storage stockpile and found a lot of things, pots, pans, and stoves, and everything related to agriculture was piled up here.

Lu Mowei suddenly screamed and pointed at a place, "Brother! People! Someone!"

Wang Lang looked towards that place and found a figure.

Pull out the knife I brought before from my back, hold it in my hand, and slowly walk towards the man.

Slap sex!

A crisp sound came from that person's place.

Wang Lang and Lu Mowei were both stunned when they passed.

There was a wooden man on the spot, vivid, holding the reins in one hand and the whip in the other.

There is a wooden cow in front of the wooden man.

Wang Lang looked at the wooden man for a long time.

Slap sex!

The wooden man whipped the wooden cow with the whip, and the wooden cow took a little forward.

Seeing this made Wang Lang and Lu Mowei's eyes almost pop out.

Sometimes you have to really admire the awesome skills of your ancestors. Many lost things are not something that people today can restore. There are many familiar examples.

The awesome sword made in Qin Shihuang’s Mausoleum is a very simple example.

In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the wooden ox and flowing horse designed by Zhuge Kongming are all awesome things.

Although people are keeping pace with the times and accepting many new things, they are dazzling and colorful, you have to accept the wisdom of the ancients.

after all.

After all, your ancestors are still your ancestors.

Wang Lang and Lu Mowei studied the wooden man for a long time, and the wooden man was plowing the ground.

Slap sex!

The wooden man whipped the wooden cow three more times.

Lu Mowei, who was observing the wooden cow, suddenly became suspicious.

"Brother, did the ancient cows look different from the current wooden ears?" Lu Mowei asked.

"Baby-pulling babies are all two ears, what's the difference?" Wang Lang, who was studying wooden men, said casually.

"Brother, it's really different. If you don't believe me, look, the ears of this cow are different from those of my hometown in the countryside." Lu Mowei pointed at the ears of the cow.

Wang Lang's attention was also adjusted.

When I got closer, I found that the cow had only two horns and had no protruding ears, and the ear position seemed to have been cut.

Wang Lang knew that this was a ritual in ancient times, and only the leader cut the ears of the cow.

"Did the ancient cow ears all look like this, brother?" Lu Mowei pointed his cow ears with his fingers.

The wood man and the wood stopped moving at the same time.

The atmosphere was quiet and depressed, and Lu Mowei's whole body became a little stiff.

Wang Lang turned to look at the Mutou Man. A fire suddenly appeared in the Mutou Man's eyes. He clearly saw two lamps lit inexplicably.

Bang!

The wooden man threw a whip out, but this time he didn't hit the wooden cow but Lu Mowei.

Lu Mowei screamed and avoided.

A fire suddenly appeared in Muniu's eyes, and the two lamps in his eye sockets were inexplicably lit.

"Brother, I was wrong! What should I do now?" Lu Mowei took the lead in admitting his mistake.

Wang Lang ran without saying a word, and when he came in, he saw where the exit was going.

A dense thorn suddenly stretched out from the wooden cow's body, and a cold light emitting from the horns.

Bang!

The wooden man whipped his whip.

The wooden cow rushed out and rushed around.

Wang Lang didn't know what the principle of this thing was, he only knew that it would be great if he was scratched by this thing.

He rushed into the secret door in just a few seconds and rushed towards the next floor.

Lu Mowei ran slower than Wang Lang. Before entering the secret door, he was pushed by the bull's head, and his butt was immediately cut into a big hole.

Wang Lang rushed down first.

After going down, I was a little confused and seemed to have entered a colorful world.

There are colorful mushrooms everywhere, the kind of glowing mushrooms, and colorful flying insects flying in the air, like fireflies, with colorful lights flashing on their butts.
Chapter completed!