Waste Strong Foundation

Chapter 46 The Enlightened Beast

Could it be that the tiger he saw in Tianmen just now rescued him?

He remembered that the word "Kunlun" was faintly embroidered on the gown of the boy carrying the bamboo slips.

It is like a tiger and has nine heads, facing east and standing on top of Kunlun.

After looking through the "Shan Hai Jing", there is only one god who meets these two points, right?

——Enlightened Beast.

But didn't Yuanyuan say that this divine monarch left a lot of official duties and "run away from home" a few days ago?

Just kidding, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for the god to be Shang Yuan... right?

However, the spiritual bodies of Enlightened Beast and Shang Yuan are indeed very similar: they are fluffy, and their ears look easy to pinch—ahem.

Thinking about it this way, after Nirvana, Yuanyuan, who has very little supernatural power left, misidentifies the "God" and it is understandable.

While thinking, Fei Mingqiu borrowed the bone knife that fell on his hand and cut off the vines on his wrist and ankle little by little, and got out of bed to search for the ring.

The old priest took off only one of his rings, and put it in a black clay pot with two sets of turquoise jewelry that he used frequently.

Fei Mingqiu thought for a while, put the ring into his shirt pocket, and accidentally found a rectangular piece of wood under the pottery dish.

On this piece of wood, hieroglyphs similar to the oracle bone inscriptions of the Shang Dynasty were engraved with a bone knife. Compared with the characters of later generations, the radicals have not yet been linearized.

Fei Mingqiu dipped in cinnabar and painted the wood chip carefully, and read the content of the words against the faint firelight.

The general idea is that on a certain day of a certain year and a certain month, a certain craftsman discovered that there was a copper mine buried here in Yanchi. Wang, who was busy with river water management, was very happy and agreed that someone would come to pick it up before the first snow in autumn. The cliché: "Children and grandchildren will keep it forever".

Fei Mingqiu put away the pieces of wood and looked up at the stone ladder connecting the dome of the cave.

How should he get out?

He walked up the stone ladder, holding a bone knife and trying to pry the tight-fitting dome. Suddenly, the surrounding clay layer used for waterproofing and heat preservation peeled off in large chunks. One hand grabbed the broken stone slab and stretched in. His index finger was bloody and bloody. The silver-red mechanical skeleton was exposed.

Shang Yuan broke off the remaining stone slabs, saw the blood-soaked young man leaning against the stone wall and coughing, his expression changed, and he tapped the back of his hand.

The hot metal knuckles slid across Fei Mingqiu's wrist, tightly grasping the throbbing pulse, and dragged him up.

"Are you okay?" Shang Yuan frowned and let him go.

Dust and bear's blood on his forehead fell into his eyes, Fei Mingqiu's face was filled with tears for a moment, he propped his hands on the ground and shook his head, "No, nothing."

He couldn't tell what it was like, but once his thoughts drifted away, he felt that Shang Yuan's reaction was very normal, even far less thrilling than that handsome mechanical arm and those bloody bionic skins... No, no, what was he thinking? .

Fei Mingqiu couldn't see clearly, and looked up, only to hear Shang Yuan sigh and wipe the cinnabar and dirt off his face in a strange way.

"Outside--"

"Those people are hiding behind Xiaoji. Although Xiaoji is a waste, it should be easy to deal with a mortal who has not yet reached the gate of heaven."

"'Trash'...it's not like your style." Fei Mingqiu was taken aback after saying that, and then asked how his hand was.

Shang Yuan's voice came closer and then far away: "My hand? It's okay. What about the old man? What is he doing to drag you down?"

Fei Mingqiu silently took off the remaining rings on his hands, "He... Later, he put the scroll that said how to enter the gate of heaven in front of my eyes. He thought I didn't know him, but I have been on the earth for so many days. , I have a little understanding of ancient characters, and quickly entered the Tianmen according to the method recorded in the scroll and walked to the third level... When I woke up, he was gone. There are bones, maybe the ancestor of the priest?"

None of the players dropped the line.

In other words, even if you don't rely on the neural link ring provided by Alpha, you can still restrain the players' overly active consciousness.

There is an idiom in ancient China called Wu Ji Tai Lai, does it mean that?

If he could ascend to the tenth step of the Tianmen Gate and gain power close to that of a god, he might be able to get rid of the shackles planted in his heart by the interstellar government.

Thinking up to this point, Fei Mingqiu closed his eyes and groped for the wristwatch that was almost broken by the old priest.

Sure enough, as soon as the idea of ​​dismantling the watch came up, the heart suddenly convulsed, and the internal organs hurt like being pierced back and forth by steel needles. The more sluggish.

Fei Mingqiu bit his lips to suppress his moan, turned his face and said to Shang Yuan in a normal voice as much as possible: "Did you, did you notice anything just now?"

Shang Yuan glanced at the young man with a neck so pale that it could be crushed with one hand, and then at his own hands, "I've been digging this stone slab."

……

When the players rushed into the dungeon, the leader Qi Fa raised his eyelids and looked at the source of the sound.

I was dumbfounded after seeing this.

This group of disgraced young men yelled in unfamiliar languages, dared to reach out to any jars and boxes they could touch, and then piled up the things they found on the ground, and everyone reported a number. Distribute the "loot".

Of course, he didn't know what "roll point" was, nor did he know what "opening the box" and "distribution according to the contribution rate" meant, so he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Who are these people.

As if he had never seen anything good, he would also take away the torn linen vest.

Greedy, really greedy, but reveals a rare kindness in his actions, and the most valuable thing is his extremely high obedience.

Qi Fa thought to himself, Xiong Tai and Xiong Man must be dead to see these strong warriors from strange races in the dungeon.

"Hey! Hello? This friend? Brother? Are you still alive? Look at the camera, look at the camera!"

Considering the effect of the live broadcast, Gu Dailu reluctantly gave up the clay pots and fragmented stone products in the corner, and waved to Qi Fa through the fence.

Qi Fa felt quite uncomfortable, as if he had turned into a monkey for entertainment, curling up on the haystack with his hands folded and pretending to be asleep.

There is another possibility.

The relic of God Nuwa buried in his body was found by Xiong Tai—then he was dead.

……

It's better to be alive.

Qi Fa sat by the bonfire and cleaned his wound silently. When he saw Qi You who broke his leg, his gray-black eyes flashed a little light.

"Right, this is—"

"Father!" Qi You pushed away the clansman who was supporting him, and jumped over with one foot, "You are still alive! I, I, I promised to come back, and I did it!"

"Well, you're a good boy."

Qi You hesitated to speak, and introduced Fei Mingqiu and the others to the bewildered Qi Fa, and pointed him to the kite that was roasting sparrow skewers.

The little boy was standing in the air, with two pairs of turquoise wings stretched freely on his back. Seeing that the fire had weakened, he opened his mouth to blow away a series of flames.

Qi Fa knew the history of his clan well, how could he not guess who this person was, he was so excited that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Qi Youchao's older brother Qi Li, who had lost one eye, raised his chin triumphantly, then whispered something in his ear, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Qi Fa shook his head and said nothing, being urged by Qi You, he suddenly got up and looked for Fei Mingqiu, "How should we repay your kindness?"

Fei Mingqiu glanced at Qi You's freckled cheeks, "Then stay here. My people are all immortal, and the number will only increase and not decrease. They need more places. settlement—now ours.”

"...Okay." Qi Fa pressed Qi You's shoulder, nodded solemnly, and reminded later: "Your people are very brave. It is a good thing that Mrs. Xiong escaped with her relatives. But there is a Xiong family in Yanchi It is impossible for the main city to hand over the territory and the settlement that can produce salt easily, so you have to be prepared to enmity with the Xiong clan, they are a fairly united large tribe."

Ah, feud.

Fei Mingqiu looked at the watch.

Instead, the task completion rate increased by 10%.

To rescue Qi Fa and others, Qi's favorability is definitely enough. From this point of view, Xiong's favorability has not decreased.

Maybe there is a bug in the judgment system developed by the Qinqin District Court?

That being the case, while the bug is still there, quickly lead the players to build, and rush the task to 100% as quickly as possible!

He thought it through.

He has left there, he is free, and he does not want to endure any fate at the mercy of others, not even punishment.

Fei Mingqiu turned around with his hands behind his back, like an evil spirit unshackled, he stumbled towards Shang Yuan who was sitting on a high place blowing the wind.

The moonlight records his back and his soul, and his steps are both happy and harsh.

Trampled into the mud were two metal rings and a piece of wood smeared with cinnabar.