This place seems to be a peach blossom land that is isolated from the world, but there are no peach blossoms. The area is roughly round, with a diameter of about five kilometers and a total area of ​​about twenty square kilometers. If it is in a bustling area outside, it is almost equivalent to a village, which can accommodate more than a dozen natural villages, but now there is only one person.

The scenery here is very beautiful, with mountains, water and forests. The highest mountain is more than 400 meters. There are plains, valleys and streams and lakes among the undulating terrain. At the foot of the highest mountain, there is a ruin of buildings in the valley with the best scenery in the valley of the hills.

If a house is not inhabited for a long time, it will naturally decay slowly. Vines climb up the window lattices, weeds cover the courtyard, the roots of trees grow in the cracks of the walls, the tiles gradually leak rain, and the rafters decay the roofs leave big holes... Many houses here should have been built exquisitely at the beginning, but at least for hundreds of years, many roofs are gone, and broken tiles are scattered all over the ground.

Many beams and pillars have collapsed, but there are still remaining beams and pillars, either framed or stand still stubbornly, and they look like they are all high-quality wood that has been treated with anti-corrosion. Not only are weeds and various trees growing in the complex, some big trees actually grew out of the house, spreading branches and leaves over the empty roof, and the crowns covered the four walls.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a Hu Bo, with obvious artificial traces, digging upstream and downstream canals, gathering into a piece of live water. There is a pavilion by the lake that looks intact. On the side of this building, there is a plaque hanging on the side of the water, with four big words "Chishan Golden Pavilion" written on it. The ground on the first floor is paved with gold bricks.

The gold bricks are not metal gold bricks, but Su Zaocheng clay floor tiles used by the royal palace in ancient times. The pillars of the pavilion stand on the carved white jade columns on all sides. These pillar foundations are not the best white jade material, but such a large piece of material is also quite precious.

The golden nanmu columns as thick as buckets are not covered with vermilion paint, showing the deep color accumulated by time. The surface is carefully seen with fine snake-skin-like patterns, which is a long time ago. The first floor of Chishan Golden Pavilion has only columns without walls and windows. They are completely open, but there are wooden ladders with handrails on both sides of the interior to climb to the second floor.

The second floor corridor is located on the side of the backshui. The side facing the water is three rooms, carved wooden walls, double doors in the middle, and single doors in the room on both sides, all of which are made of red gold hinges in the shape of flying clouds. If you open the middle room, you will find that it seems to be a studio, and a case is placed in the center, which is obviously recently processed.

This case is very simple, but very upright and stable. A well-preserved ancient armchair is placed next to the case. The marble inlaid on the back of the chair presents a natural landscape pattern. There are many things piled up on the table, which should be various tools being processed or repaired, and there are still many debris in the house.

There is a newly made hoe, and the tip of the hoe is made of silver. It should be made of fragments of a large silverware. Why not use gold? Because gold is too soft and is not suitable for hoeing the ground. In fact, it is very difficult to use silver.

The windows are lined with carved lattice windows, and the wall facing outwards are eight in total, which is also the characteristic of pavilion-style buildings. Each two are in a group, and the wood carvings on the panes are themed in spring, summer, autumn and winter. In ancient times, there was no window glass, and translucent window paper was usually used. The wooden panes here are well preserved, but the window paper has long been gone, and straw curtains are hung in the window at this moment.

If you push the door and look in the room on the left side of the studio, it looks like a bedroom. There is a very simple bed in the bedroom, which is made of wooden slats. The bed is not a quilt sheet, but a variety of animal skins, soft grass and feathers with hard stems. It looks quite clean. If a pig arches in and lie down, it should feel quite comfortable.

The room on the right should be a storage room, with various jars and jars, and wooden racks hanging things. They are all kinds of dried jerky, including birds and beasts, and fish. A jar next to it has no lid, and you can see that it contains soybeans, but the particles are a little small. There are also several porcelain bottles containing white block powder, which is processed lotus root powder.

This is obviously a place to store food. A delicate pure gold bottle contains salt, leaving only a light layer at the bottom of the bottle. The large particles are rough and red, which is obviously not the delicate and fine white salt that is now iodized.

This is the case upstairs, and the first floor is more like an open miscellaneous warehouse. There are various seven-five piles on the gold bricks, most of which are incomplete, mixed with a lot of gold and silverware and copper products with green rust. There are actually rusty iron bars and iron sheets, which should have been collected from the ruins of the building not far away.

This pavilion is not the only well-preserved building in this isolated place. Walking out of the pavilion and walking up the mountain, there is a pavilion halfway up the mountain. The foundation paved with stones is square, with four pillars standing on the four corners, and a hat-shaped dome above it. This shape should symbolize the roundness of the sky.

This is not a tiled pavilion, but a grass pavilion. The roof was originally covered with triple thatch, each of which was about five centimeters thick, but one layer had been removed, and all thatched grass was taken to the bed in the attic bedroom.

So many buildings have been damaged, and this grass pavilion can still be preserved well. Even the soft grass on the top of the pavilion is not decayed at all. It is white and soft, and is obviously not an ordinary thing.

Walking around the pavilion and down, a river flows through the foot of the mountain to a larger lake. There is a continuous bare cliff wall by the river, ranging from a few meters to more than ten meters high, showing a red color, very much like the landscape in the Xiao Chishan Park. The only resident in this world is standing at the cliff at this moment.

He was naked and had something around his waist, which looked very similar to the most fashionable short skirt in contemporary legends. Unfortunately, this short skirt was not tiger skin, just like a foot wide linen wrapped around his waist, barely covering his vital points.

This man has long hair and a messy beard, which is not easy to see clearly. His hair is brown and yellow, just like he has baked it in a hair salon outside, and it is also baked fashionable. In addition to the short skirt around his waist, he actually wore shoes, fur shoes made of pure natural materials, which are simple but strong.

This man held a porcelain plate in his left hand and a pen in his right hand. The plate and pen were much more exquisite than the hemp skirt and straw sandals on his body. The plate was pastel porcelain from the Ming Dynasty, and that pen should have been made recently. If it was taken to the craft market outside, it would be amazing and could be sold at a high price.

This is a rat whisker pen, which is made of wild rat whiskers, a specialty here. The translucent beard of this wild rat is very special, with black and white interlaced, and the length of each color is about one millimeter. The whole rat whisker is three or four centimeters long.

When this man made the brush, he actually aligned the black and white of each rat whisker, so the color of the entire brush was also neatly distributed between black and white. The brush tube was used here, of course, the roots of the cunjie Wenzhu were carefully processed and polished, with light green in the bright yellow, as if a layer of jade-like patina had been plated.

This yellow-haired savage is Shi Buquan, who has been missing for more than eight months.

Shi Buquan's outfit was not tanned yet, and it was even whiter than before. It seemed to be a little thinner, but it was obviously stronger. In the middle of the night, he actually ran here as if he was practicing calligraphy. He used a pen dipped in white paint to write on the red stone wall, and wrote very slowly.

He wrote: "Today is the fourth day of the second lunar month, and the crescent moon has already set. After midnight, it is March 11, and the 249th day I came here. The day I just came in happened to be the fifteenth day of the fifth lunar month, which was the full moon night..."

Shi Buquan actually closed his eyes when he wrote, and the white pigment in the disc should have been developed by him locally. What's even more strange is that as every stroke he wrote on the stone wall, the pigment slowly penetrated, just like the natural patterns in the rock that could not be erased even if he wanted to.

Looking further to the side, he had written a lot of things from left to right on this continuous stone wall, including words and pictures. If he traced backwards along these calligraphy and paintings, he would find that the notes he left before were very ordinary, that is, white paint was applied to the stone wall, and could be wiped or shoveled away with a little force, but the recent handwriting was different.

Having written this, Shi Buquan opened his eyes and lowered his pen, and asked, "You said, was the moon that day very round?"

There was no one else here, who was he talking to? He heard the handwriting on the stone wall and replied: "Yes, the moon is so round! It's not only round but also bright, like a street lamp hanging in the sky, with spots on it. Is the cover not clean?..."

The inscription on the stone wall can actually speak. This is a boring spell used by Shi Buquan. It is equivalent to his voice in another way and he spoke for a long time as soon as he opened his mouth. Shi Buquan lowered his head and said, "He is so long-winded, what do you think?"

At this time, he placed the plate and pen on a large stone next to him and took out another stone. He didn't expect that such a simple grass skirt would actually bring a pocket with a stone in it.

Shi Buquan found many precious jewelry and jade artifacts when cleaning the ruins, but this stone was an ordinary stone he chose while drinking. The red and white patterns were originally the size of a palm, a bit like Jingwen stone. But now this stone is only the size of a walnut, and the texture is like agate, and it has obviously undergone special condensation.

If Ding Qi could see this scene, he might have guessed that Shi Buquan had practiced the micro-study technique at least to the fourth level. He didn't know whether to congratulate him or to sympathize with him. Anyway, this kid had nothing else to do. Practicing the secret technique was his only hope to escape.

The stone also made a sound: "Yes, he is so long-winded, and he will never end as soon as he speaks!"

Shi Buquan: "It's a pity that I didn't sing well. Shitou, Shitou, can you sing a song to relieve your boredom?"

The stone has no mouth, but it sang a strange song, which is an old song—

“There is a beautiful legend,

Exquisite stones can sing.

It can give wisdom to the brave,

It can also give hard-working people a reward.

As long as you understand its preciousness,

You can get it even if you have a high mountain and a long road.

Hi……"

Shi Tou made Shi Buquan's own voice. This kid was trapped in this Jedi for more than eight months, and he didn't know what magical powers he had. Even if he had never seen them in many fantasy novels, he probably couldn't even think of his master. How did he practice this? This should be his own unique skill, like a haunted in the middle of the night!

Shi Buquan sang a short passage through the stone in his hand when he suddenly heard a loud noise from afar. The sound was at least three kilometers away from him. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to hear it, but the movement was a bit loud, Shi Buquan's perception was also extremely sharp, and it was very quiet today, and the little meat didn't come out to scream.

Shi Buquan was startled. Could it be that the bones buried by him were corpses? But the direction was obviously wrong! The singing of Shi Tou stopped abruptly, Shi Buquan turned around and shouted, "What's going on? Who? Is it a haunted?"

After being surprised, Shi Buquan's tone was not afraid at this moment, but was excited and surprised. In this ghost place where no one talked, it would be nice to have a ghost to accompany him! He then ran towards the distance, shouting, not knowing whether he was summoning people or summoning ghosts.

About three kilometers away, at the other end of the world, the soil slope at the foot of a hill suddenly collapsed, bricks as big as gravel splashed everywhere, and shrubs more than one person were thrown out at the roots, and another small landslide formed along the mountain behind it, revealing a covered stone wall, making a loud noise.

A big man waving a military shovel rushed out of the earth and rocks, which was Tan Hanchuan.

Tan Hanchuan's shovel seemed to bring out a tornado, rolling away the soil, gravel and grass, then turned around and continued to sweep the shovel. Where the strong wind swept through, it lifted away all the earth and rocks piled up in front of the stone wall. This is the gateway connecting the two secret realms in front and back of Chishan Mountain. The terrain here is similar to that on the other side, and it is a flat rock wall at the foot of the mountain.

Whether it was artificial or natural reasons, on both sides of the portal, landslides collapsed, and soil and rocks rolled down and piled up, burying the stone walls tightly inside. Then the slopes were covered with vegetation, and no trace of the portal could be seen.

The secret method created by Ding Qi can discover and exit the outside world, but the prerequisite is to find the location of the portal. If a pile of reinforced concrete is used to cover the location of Zhushan's backyard door thickly, they will not be able to see Xiaojing Lake, because their vision is completely blocked by reinforced concrete, unless they smash the obstacles open.

Ding Qi looked for a portal connecting the two secret realms of Chishan. If he used a stupid method to test one by one, it would be difficult to find it. Such a large area, with an area of ​​dozens of square kilometers, is a difficult task to complete.

After Ding Qi broke through the Great Completed Realm, his secret technique of the Fangwai has reached the Honour Qi Realm. He has more skills, or his methods are diligent. As long as there is a portal of the Fangwai world wherever his spiritual consciousness reaches, he can discover it. However, it is still very difficult to find it like this, not only consume a lot of money but also takes a long time. So tonight he asked Shang Ni to help and determine a rough location.

Shang Ni pointed out the foot of the mountain. Ding Qi's spiritual sense could barely discover the portal through the earth and stones. Next, it was easy to do. I dug it out first, shovels and other tools were originally found in Da Chishan. After digging it out, everyone saw the other side of the portal, but still couldn't get in because it was buried by the earth and stones.

What should I do? Tan Hanchuan is still very skilled in his kung fu. He tried it with a shovel, and he really rushed out, and then cleared the obstacles on the portal. Ding Qi and others held Jing Wenshi in their hands and could see the scene here, but no one dared to come for the moment. They had to wait for Tan Hanchuan to stop, otherwise they would be carried by his shovel.

Tan Hanchuan finally cleared the portal. After stopping, he suddenly frowned. He could hear something coming from the distance. It was very faint, but it could also be heard that someone was shouting. Tan Hanchuan threw away the shovel, turned around and yelled: "A Quan--! Is it you?"

He had already heard the sound that seemed to be Shi Buquan, and then he stepped forward to the direction where the sound came. Shi Buquan in the distance also heard Tan Hanchuan's roar, and he ran up in fur shoes, shouting: "It's me! Lao Tan, or your kung fu is the best. Finally found this place. Are you here to save me?"

Shi Buquan ran and finally saw Tan Hanchuan who was stroking towards him. He was so excited that he danced his feet but kept stopping. He ran and shouted, "Old Tan, Lao Tan, it's you! Lao Tan, who is invincible in the sky and the earth, I miss you so much!"

Tan Hanchuan was stunned. He could hear Shi Buquan's voice, but he could not recognize the person who was running at first sight. Who was this savage with bare shirt and woven hair? Shi Buquan not only saw Tan Hanchuan, but also saw Zhu Shanxian, Ding Qi, Xian Hao and Shangni who were following Tan Hanchuan quickly.

Shang Ni used the Heart Plate Technique to consume a lot, so at the end, she burst into tears, and she ran and waved her hands, as if she wanted to speak but didn't say it. Shi Buquan opened his arms and shouted, "You are all here, great, bless the ancestor, the old man will appear!"

He opened his arms and rushed forward, passed by Tan Hanchuan, walked around Zhu Shanxian like a whirlwind, and then walked through Ding Qi and Xian Hao, hugging Shang Ni!
Chapter completed!