"Everyone knows that the Dragon Vein Tomb is the most difficult to dig. Once detected by the Vein Spirit, the entrance to the tomb may not be found, or the person may die in the mountains."
After Master Cat finished speaking, he stopped talking and looked intently at the golden cicada hovering in the sky. It seemed to be really psychic, and kept chirping around the Zhu Fu Tu.
Then, the six wings flapped violently and flew towards a certain direction in the wild forest.
"Come on, this thousand-year-old cicada has found the entrance to the tomb. Please hold the mountain lantern for me. I have to follow it."
Before Master Cat could move, Chao Guanchao ordered the strong man to take down the mountain lantern and follow Master Cat out of the dense forest. Yue Guanchao and Ge Da were afraid that the old man's arms and legs might mean something, so they took advantage of the light and followed behind.
Although the Thousand-Year Cicada has lived for a thousand years, it is only about the size of a thumb when calculated carefully, and its flying speed is not very fast. They even ran away and stepped out of the wild forest to a wild meadow with relatively sparse shrubs.
Master Cat came out of the dense forest and followed the Millennium Cicada closely until the place where it circled was surrounded with red cinnabar. Then he stretched his body and wiped away the hot sweat.
In a short time, the team heading towards the housekeeper had caught up. Master Cat carefully put the Millennium Cicada into the ivory jar, pointed at the cinnabar circle and said:
"Everyone, look at this place. There are very few people here in the middle of Zhipandianzi. It should be full of ancient trees and covered with shrubs and weeds, but instead it is so sparse that you can see the moon when you look up. What does this mean?"
"It means that the ancient trees here are smaller than other places. From this, we can infer that something happened in this place before, which caused the ancient trees and shrubs to not grow abundantly."
Song Siyuan's reasoning made Mr. Cat clap her hands: "Ah, yes~ I figured it out. Who is the smart star in this couple, it has to be this girl Song."
After praising Song Siyuan, Mr. Cat coughed slightly and continued to talk to the people around him:
“The ancients used to seal tombs with yellow, green, black, red, white and other five-color soil mixed with antiseptic and insect-repelling secret medicine, and then added a sand and stone seal to make the area around the tomb stronger and less likely to be visited by underground insects and earthworms. Protect the tomb walls as much as possible.”
"Although this thing is good, it is not beneficial to the growth of vegetation. In addition, most of the secret medicines are highly toxic. If things go on like this, the vegetation will be affected."
"To ordinary people, it looks like an ordinary open space, but to the thousand-year-old cicada, it can smell the dead air in the tomb under the soil where insects and snakes are not close, and it doesn't matter that it circles around this place. strangeness."
Master Mao's words made everyone confused. Yue Guanchao looked at Song Siyuan with confusion on his face: "This thing, it is very strange to find the location of the tomb passage. I have never seen a golden cicada that can live for a hundred years."
Song Siyuan stared at the cinnabar circle and lowered her head to think for a moment, her eyes seemed to have penetrated the mystery of the golden cicada:
"Master Mao said that all animals have heterogeneous species. I believe that no insect pupae can survive underground for thousands of years. This statement should just be a good name for insect heterogeneous species, just like thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and thousand-year-old ginseng. They do not really grow for thousands of years. , but because of age.”
"When I was studying abroad, I worked with an insect breeding laboratory. There is a white-bellied red-eyed cicada in the Americas that has survived in the soil for up to thirty years. When thirty years are up, it crawls out of the soil and pupates into insects. If we If you know that a cicada can live for decades, you might crown it as the Cicada King.”
"Everything is strange and mysterious. Maybe ancient people occasionally saw different species of cicadas, and mistakenly thought they had lived for thousands of years."
"No one can be sure how long the cicada stayed in the soil when it crawled out of its body. It is not objective to rely solely on people's words to prove it. I believe that this cicada is just some ancient and rare cicada. There are too many strange and weird hills in Changbai Mountain. Well, it’s not surprising that there are some primitive species.”
"Golden cicada, golden toad, golden carp, these are all artificially given meanings. They are not really divine objects. The black catfish we saw a few days ago is just a man-made alien species!"
"But these golden cicadas were able to find the ancient tomb. Is this just an accident?"
Song Siyuan seemed to know that Ge Da would ask this question, so she snapped her fingers and said:
"This is a good question. The sealing soil of ancient tombs is usually filled with a mixture of various soil types. Saltpeter and white ash are added for anti-corrosion. In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, cyan plaster was often used. In the Tang and Song Dynasties, mausoleums were often filled with glutinous rice soil. In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, lime was often mixed for anti-corrosion. Once other things are added to this soil, it will smell different from ordinary soil. The smell of glutinous rice soil is close to that of fermented rotten radish, and the smell is sweet and greasy. A careful soil master can detect it without relying on golden cicadas."
"This insect is particularly sensitive to flower and leaf powder juice. Rather than finding the ancient tomb, it is better to say that it was attracted by the sweet smell of the glutinous rice sealing soil on the ancient tomb. The sense of smell of animals is much more sensitive than that of humans. People just misinterpret their instinctive behavior to justify grave robbing."
"It is somewhat auspicious to have a golden cicada guiding the way."
These words cleared everyone's doubts. Ge Da and Ma Chang showed their original expressions and looked at Song Siyuan again.
The location of the tomb was determined and the entrance to the tomb was circled.
The team toward the housekeeper turned on the leaves of the mountain lantern to the maximum, and four strong men quickly gathered in the light. They loosened their backpacks, took out a set of armor and put them on.
This armor is different from ordinary armor. Armor is mostly used to protect the body and slow down injuries. It is made as strong and thick as possible. However, you can see at a glance that this armor is light and loose, only on the heart, knees, elbows, and face. There is a copper scale protective gear on the top, and the other parts are just covered with a layer of bamboo armor similar to mahjong tiles. In front of everyone, it seems that there are four vine armor soldiers with pointed helmets standing in front of them.
If there is something strange, it is probably the skills of these strong men!
The hands were wearing hooks that looked like tiger hooves and claws, which looked radiant with cold light and extremely sharp.
"Housekeeper, if you don't hold a shovel, what's the use of wearing a suit of animal armor?"
Yue Erpao didn't see that it was the claw of a pangolin. He didn't understand what was so magical about it. Yue Guanchao took a few more glances and immediately guessed the function of this armor. It could fasten such a large pangolin claw on his wrist. It’s either carving a mountain or digging a hole.
When the housekeeper saw that he was ignorant, he was not angry for Yue Guanchao's sake. He waved his hand and explained to the young man:
"It's not fun to talk nonsense. Little brother, just wait and watch the brothers dig holes. This is much easier to use than a shovel."
"This thing must be a serious mountain hook."
Ma Chang saw this pair of iron claws and recognized them at a glance. He looked at the housekeeper and saw that someone knew the goods, with a smile on his face mixed with a hint of vigilance:
"This little brother really knows his stuff. This iron claw of mine is called a scale carabiner. It is a sharp weapon of the Fengfuzi sect in my court. Have you ever seen such a thing elsewhere?"
The bad old man Chao Guanjie is very bad, and he wants to trap Chang's words as soon as he opens his mouth. The scale carabiner is a sharp weapon of the Chao family, so it will naturally not fall into the hands of others. Once it is obtained by others, it is estimated that there will be quite a tortuous origin here.
