The place was empty, the pheasant neck was missing!
The fat man was still afraid that he had seen it wrong, so he ran back and stood on the edge of the rock, glancing into the stream below.
"Fat man?" Zhang Zhuoxun turned around and called him, "Why did you run back?"
The fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. His face was extremely ugly. He quickly ran to Zhang Zhuoxun and the others and lowered his voice, "This place is so weird. The neck of the pheasant that I chopped off before is missing."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
The surrounding atmosphere became strangely quiet.
Pan Zi guessed, "With its head chopped off, it's impossible for it to flip up and run away. It's most likely that it was washed away by the water flow."
"No matter how it disappeared, we can't stay in this place any longer. Let's leave here first." After Zhang Zhuxun finished speaking, he took the lead and walked forward.
There is a steep downward slope in front, and the water becomes turbulent when it reaches here. The exit of the canyon is just ahead.
This short stretch of road was difficult to walk, so Zhang Zhuxun held Wu Xiaoxie's arm to help him step firmly on the cobblestones, and walked out of the canyon step by step to the edge of the swamp.
The water got deeper and deeper, reaching up to my waist. When I stepped into the mud, it took a lot of effort to pull my foot out.
Fortunately, after walking more than ten meters, the fat man found a large, flat boulder. Only the edge was covered with water, and the top of the boulder was still dry.
The fat man hurriedly climbed up, threw his head back and collapsed on it, exhausted, and he didn't forget to invite everyone to come over.
Wu Xiaoxie walked over and put Aning down, took a quick breath, wiped the pillars of sweat on both sides of his neck with the back of his hand, leaned on his backpack, closed his eyes and lay down, obviously exhausted.
The fat man lifted up his clothes to cool off, his bulging belly sticking out like a big watermelon.
Zhang Zhuxun sat next to him, handed them the water, and made gestures while staring at the fat man's fat belly.
The fat man squinted at him, "You must be envious of Fatty's incredible body. Ever since you and Tianzhen went to the Qinling Mountains, you were as thin as a chicken skeleton when you were at Yunding Heavenly Palace. After half a year of raising you, you are as skinny as a chicken." If you don’t see the meat growing, you still won’t be willing to eat the pig’s trotters that Fatty kindly gave you to stew, huh.”
Zhang Zhuxun was speechless. He looked thin just because of his low body fat percentage. In fact, his body was all muscle.
"Hey, who is envious of you? You have so much fat. If you use a knife to cut open all the golden fat particles." Zhang Zhuxun said and slapped the fat man's belly with a bang. After a few clicks, "Maybe that pheasant neck is good for you."
"Go, go, go." The fat man waved his hand away, "Go ahead and play with the rocks. I'll take a nap, Fatty."
Pan Zi didn't know what he found on the side. He turned around and saw that the two people were lying down. He shook his head and called Zhang Zhu to look for him. He also handed him the telescope in his hand and pointed at the black swamp in front of him where the sun couldn't shine. Deep in the tangled water, there was a huge, dense black shadow with no end in sight. He said, "Look there."
Zhang Zhuoxun took over the telescope and was surprised to find that the huge shadow under the water in the swamp was tangled and entangled by the roots of aquatic trees. Further down, they seemed to be the ruins of ancient buildings, all the way to the swamp. deeper.
"Are these the ruins of Queen Mother Xi's ancient city? They are all buried under the swamp." Zhang Zhu said in surprise.
The younger brother put down the telescope and said calmly, "There should be a very lush ancient city in this valley. After the collapse of the Western Queen Mother Kingdom, the ancient city was abandoned, the drainage system collapsed, underground water rose up, and rainwater with silt lasted for thousands of years. The water poured in, submerging the entire city under water."
"It seems that the West Queen Mother City is very large, and what we see now is only a handful." Zhang Zhuoxun sighed.
Pan Zi's expression was a little horrified, "In that case, the West Queen Mother Palace is also buried in the mud underwater. It's not easy for us to get in."
Zhang Zhuoxun squatted down, dipped his hand in the water, put it under his nose and smelled it. The salty smell hit his nostrils, "The water is salty, and there should be relatively fewer strange bugs in it."
As he spoke, he turned to the fat man and said, "Put the shoes on."
Take it off and check it out. "
The fat man was lighting up the smokeless stove, adding some water to the can, and adding ginger and tea leaves, planning to make some simple ginger tea to ward off the cold.
Hearing this, he took off his shoes and socks, inspected his feet that were white and peeling from the soaking, and found no leeches or other insects. He turned the shoes upside down and knocked them, and two or three nail-length nails fell out. It's a light brown soft-bodied insect, but it has been crushed.
Wu Xiaoxie and Pan Zi were similar. After cleaning their shoes, Pan Zi took out an oilcloth bag, untied the binding thread, took out the old-fashioned cigarette inside and broke off half of it for each of them, saying: "This is When we set out, I asked Tashi for it. It can remove dampness. Otherwise, with our method of soaking, people would be soaked in it in less than a week. I had to smoke a few puffs of cigarettes to prevent me from being unable to walk when I get old. "
Zhang Zhuxun didn't have the habit of smoking, but he still took it and put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. A spicy and pungent smell of tobacco reached Tianling Gai. He suddenly became more awake, and his fatigue was less obvious.
The fat man was a long-time smoker. After a few puffs, he asked Pan Zi for it. Pan Zi scolded him for being wasteful and refused to give it to him.
Zhang Zhuxun handed half of his penis to the fat man, and then saw that Wu Xiaoxie next to him was also puffing away, so he advised him to smoke less, "We in this business are often exposed to the rotten smell in tombs. From now on, As I get older, my lungs are full of problems. Smoking is not a good thing. It’s okay to relieve fatigue once in a while, but don’t get addicted.”
In the original plot, Wu Xiaoxie had serious lung problems in the later period. Because he did not pay attention to protection when going to the tomb, coupled with mental stress and fatigue from running around, his body was not as good as before. He just relied on the medicinal effect of Qilinjie to support him. Later, When Qilinjie failed, the symptoms suddenly appeared.
Not to mention that in the later period, due to the heavy burden on my shoulders, in order to relieve the pressure, I almost smoked cigarettes as food, and my lung disease became more and more serious.
Wu Xiaoxie nodded, put out the cigarette, and said nothing more.
The boy on the side held a cigarette in his hand and stared blankly into the depths of the swamp. He didn't know what he was thinking. When the fat man handed him the brewed ginger tea, in order to free up his hands, he opened the paper roll outside. , put the tobacco into his mouth and chewed it a few times, then took a sip of the ginger tea and swallowed it together.
"Holy shit!" Fatty grinned and protested, "Brother, if you don't know how to smoke, don't waste this thing. This thing is not for eating."
Pan Zi laughed and scolded: "You know what the heck, eating tobacco is much more powerful than smoking it. In Yunling and eastern Myanmar, more people chew it."
As he spoke, he looked at the younger brother with some confusion and asked, "But I see you don't smoke on weekdays. How do you know you can chew tobacco leaves to relieve fatigue? Have you been on a ship before? Or have you been in a mine?"
The younger brother glanced at him lightly, shook his head and said nothing, obviously not wanting to say anything.
