I was completely shocked by the sight in front of me! The embarrassed weirdo exuded an extremely quiet aura. He stood in the middle of the blazing fire, with his right arm stretched forward, as if he was holding a ball of air in his palm.

Open.

He softly uttered two words: "Go."

The flames immediately rushed over and engulfed the little tentacles and the weirdo together. I vaguely heard the cry of a child——

Is it the Resurrection Plant? Is it hurting?

The crying sound gradually faded away, full of pleading, reluctance, and grievance. My eyes seemed to gradually melt with it in the reflection of the flames everywhere.

The weirdo was as dark as the coal worker. He walked out of the terrifying flames, raised his head and smiled at me with a big smile.

You***...are really scaring me to death!

Only then did I feel relieved, let out a long sigh of relief, and slumped down beside the cauldron. All these terrible nightmares were finally over...

"Brother Mouse! Did you see it just now? How was it?" The weirdo suddenly jumped out of the god-like posture at that moment, like a primary school student asking for a reward, and his tone was full of excitement that could not be concealed.

The mouse was caught in the crack of the door, and he pushed himself out with difficulty with both hands: "I'll give you 70 points, you can't compare with Lao Zhu!"

"Seventy is just 70, and your face looks like a 70-year-old one!" The weirdo muttered unconvincedly, and then suddenly he roared as if he was woken up by a stick, "That's right! Mr. Dong! Is Mr. Dong dead?"

"You pig that chops off your head... I'm still alive..."

There was a weak sound in the corridor, and the crisp sound of the surgical scissors being closed. It was Dr. Lin who was saving lives!

If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed! I rested for a while and climbed up to sit up. I looked at Dong Huang with a pale face, Dr. Lin with blood on his hands, and the naked glasses coming in one after another. I thought to myself, "The relationship between life and death."

But so be it, although the worldview that I built up bit by bit over the past 17 years has been destroyed into ruins, fortunately I can still live to accept these impossible facts. This short adventure will definitely change the scumbag like me.

A lifetime!

"I and Mr. Dong are dead... What to do next depends on you, the younger ones, and you, little Liuyi in the sky, you're doing well, I'm starting to look at you seriously!" Mouse moved over.

, sitting side by side with Dr. Dong Huanglin, with dry skin on his face and unable to stop talking.

I was a little complacent at being praised by my former enemy. I shook the chain seriously and responded: "Didn't you say you were going to put down this big cauldron? What method are you going to use?"

"There seems to be no way out from here. Can you see what's hidden there?" The glasses made gestures underneath, as if measuring the distance.

Most of the lights on the spider chain were knocked down by me, and the few remaining flames were only enough to illuminate the outer outline of the cauldron. I turned around and stood up and knocked on the cauldron. It felt uneven, and it must have been carved on the surface.

What kind of pattern is there? Judging from the touch, it should also be made of that kind of bronze alloy.

The chains in the center of the spider tied the four legs of the big cauldron respectively, and put it in the air. With its original height, I couldn't even touch its ears by jumping around, let alone see what was inside.

?

I walked around the cauldron twice with concentration. Not only did I find nothing, I also stepped on the gap between the chains and almost fell down!

"You should take it easy! Sit down honestly, or come back and we can think of a solution!" The glasses showed that I was very skilled, so he quickly waved his hand, indicating that I would just wait, "The physical condition of the two of us must be

We can’t climb up like her, we have to find a way to put that thing down!”

All that was left of the originally arrogant Resurrection Grass was a pile of blackened ashes, which were now piled up into a big grave with white smoke rising on one side.

I lay on the chain and looked down. As time went by, my neck became too much for me. Now that my task of raining oil and rain has been completed, I might as well go back to the ground!

"Everyone who is not disabled should move, look how nimble Xiao Liuyi is with his hands and feet!" Mouse patted his hands that were disproportionate to his cheeks, urging us all to look for usable clues.

Poor Donghuang was the most seriously injured in the team. He smiled helplessly and wanted to contribute to our progress, but he gasped in pain as soon as he raised his upper body.

His arms were almost split... We quickly pushed him back to the ground and let him stay quietly next to the mouse.

As soon as the weirdo laid him down and helped him up, he immediately turned his head away, squatted on the ground and started vomiting desperately!

"Are you okay?" I hurriedly stepped over and patted his back.

He spit out a huge puddle of sewage, and we were relatively close, and the liquid splashed onto my feet!

The mouse sighed and blamed himself: "Let him vomit, this is my foot-washing water..."

It is said to be foot washing water, but it shouldn't be that simple. There is no flowing water source here at all. The liquid in the small pit must be old pulp that has been left for more than two thousand years... Even if it is not poisonous, it is definitely nothing

What a funny thing! The weirdo is really strong, he can still drink this, and he drank so much!

What's more, when the tentacles were inserted into his stomach, he had retched several times as if he had been subjected to a gastroscopy, but he had to swallow the liquid that poured into his mouth every time!

This awesome and shining person...

Glasses picked up the weapons that everyone had dropped from the greasy dirt on the floor. He picked up a long-bright lamp holder and threw it on Dr. Lin. He said angrily: "Now your injuries are much lighter than theirs.

With this crutch, you are a sound person, get up and take a few steps!"

Dr. Lin nodded, threw the remaining half of the anti-inflammatory tablets to Dong Huang, limped two steps away, and then reminded us: "The Resurrection Grass is dead, and the thing on it is tied up. The only thing we can get is

These figures look alike.”

Dr. Lin pointed around, and I began to take a serious look at these strange giants:

Their expressions are unified and solemn, but their images and appearances are different. Looking from bottom to top, their facial features are a bit exaggerated. In short, they do not look like standard Chinese people, and judging from their clothing, they are not the same as where Xiang Yu is.

The styles of the late Qin and early Han dynasties are also a little different. The common style of Qin clothing is to lengthen the left skirt, wrap it to the right around the back, and then wrap it back to the front, and tie it with a wide belt around the waist. However, the clothes of these giants are very different.

, each has its own unique design.

I remembered that there was a chain connecting the top of the standing giant's head to the spider. What about the other bronze statues? What do the two postures of sitting down and standing up mean?

I found another sitting bronze statue with more wrinkled clothes, and wanted to climb to the top of its head to see if the connection was also tied to the back of the head.

However, this bronze statue had a long, polished scarf draped over its shoulders. I couldn't find a place to put my feet to support it. I tried jumping several times but couldn't grab any groove to continue upwards.

I stopped and stayed for a while, and suddenly I noticed a bumpy scratch where my eyes were parallel. It was carved right on the chest of the bronze statue, and it was covered by the shadow cast by the shawl. It would be impossible to see it without a little effort of eyesight.

of!

I reached out from under the shawl and felt that the scratches were somewhat similar to the dark flowers on the lining of the clothes, but they were much denser than the dark flowers. They seemed to follow some kind of bending law, and were neatly arranged on the chest.

Position, at first glance each flower is an independent and different pattern, but upon closer inspection, you feel that there are some common connections between them.

My intuition tells me that there is something fishy about this thing!

I quickly turned around, called all the people wandering around, and pointed out this strange piece of chest to them.

"Completely...can't see clearly!"

The glasses shrugged helplessly. There was a distance from the ground to where I was. Standing at such a distance, all I could see was just a lump in the shadow, not to mention the glasses were gone!

"Brother Dao, is the rubbing film still there? Since we are not going up, let her bring it down and study it together!" Glasses turned to the weirdo and gave him a push.

The weirdo pointed at me, made a very obscene gesture, and touched his chest.

It took me a moment to realize that he meant there was something in the pocket of my jacket!

I despised my own thoughts, quickly opened the front zipper, and took out a stack of slippery papers from the inner pocket.

"This is a rubbing film, which is used by the public security agencies outside to record license plates." Glasses explained, and gestured to me, "You unfold it, stick it on the pattern you mentioned, and just scratch it hard.

Got it!"

I followed his method, pressing the paper that was a little slippery on the outside and a little frosted on the inside, and smoothed out the warped edges bit by bit - I saw that the dark flowers on the bronze statue gradually appeared on the back of the paper.

, turns out this is the legendary rubbing!

"Since you can jump up and down, go and see if there is anything up there." As soon as I returned to the ground, Dr. Lin pointed to the bronze figure on the wall next door and sent me out.

It’s a bit interesting. At the same position on the chest, similar hidden flowers appear on every seated bronze statue. However, I clearly remember that this is not found on the chest of the standing bronze statue.

Several people became interested and sat back next to Dong Huang, passing the strange dark flower pictures to each other.

"I can't understand it at all, it's all such nonsense!" The rat swung the rubbings I had worked so hard to record in his hand, and his shriveled face was even more wrinkled. "I can't even recognize all the Chinese characters."

Well, it’s up to you knowledgeable people to study it!”

Poor me, carrying the few remaining rubbing films, was collecting clues for them one by one. When I heard Mouse's words, I suddenly got inspiration: "Words are made up of two kinds of lines, straight and straight. Each line is composed of straight and straight lines.

Each one is absolutely unique, and there are several identical strokes between each character. Maybe the pattern on the rubbing is the text carved by the craftsman?"

"But I don't know any of them..." Glasses responded uncertainly, "Chinese characters must be impossible. Is it the writing of Xiang Yu's era? The words of the late Qin Dynasty were written in Xiaozhuan, right?"

"The inscription on his chest." Doctor Lin interrupted them as if he had realized something, and said to himself, "'The golden man is three feet tall, and the inscription on his chest is written by Li Si and written by Meng Tian. 'Three feet is equal to 8 to 9 meters.
Chapter completed!