1002: No, It's Better

Whether it is the other way around, try the correct last kick, and you will know if it is the first kick.

Xu Cheng took Mizong Quan's last step as his first step and stepped on it.

When he saw that there was no response from the hidden weapon, he knew he had guessed right.

The hourglass is telling you to go back in the opposite direction.

Xu Cheng's familiarity with the back-and-forth steps of the Mizong Fist has been played backwards and forwards.

Then the stone gate was closed, and after opening it again, Xu Cheng saw the ancestral memorial tablet.

He ran over, knelt down, and kowtowed directly: "Thank you for the things left by the ancestors."

But this time, Shimen remained silent.

Xu Cheng blinked, a little astonished.

He was indeed knocking his head to touch the mechanism before, and he did it this time, and there is nothing wrong with it. Why is there no movement at Shimen?

Xu Cheng kowtowed again, using a little force, but still no response.

He wondered.

It feels like the intrigue on the outside is not as serious as the scheming inside.

Xu Cheng stood up, and could only spend his brains wandering around looking for problems again.

The whole hall is a bit dark. Even with the fire stand in his hand, he couldn't light up the whole room, but Xu Cheng insisted on not letting go of any clues and with his experience in criminal investigation, he was looking for any clues or loopholes.

However, in all the corners, there were no clues or reminders like the hourglass on the fourth floor just now.

After Xu Cheng checked to make sure he didn't miss any details, he stood there in a daze. Frankly speaking, he didn't really believe that the agency would be on those tablets, because the person who designed them must be the Xu family, so he definitely couldn't use the martyr's tablet. Bits are designed as organ buttons, which is an act of disrespect to the ancestors.

So Xu Cheng immediately gave up the idea of ​​moving those monuments.

But he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the big red cloth table in Sitang. After flipping over the red cloth, he looked under the table to see if there was any mechanism. touch.

Frustrated, Xu Cheng saw the golden incense ash jar on the red cloth table. There was an incense stuck in it, Xu Cheng tried to turn the incense ash jar, but seeing that Shimen didn't respond, he lifted the incense ash jar again, but there was still no response. Finally, he focused on the stick of incense, and after hesitating for a moment, he pulled out the stick of incense.

As a result, Shimen still didn't respond.

Xu Cheng was puzzled.

Just as he was about to turn around and continue searching elsewhere, he suddenly paused, then turned his head to stare at the incense stick.

An unburned incense stick?

There must be a demon in everything that happens!

Xu Cheng looked at the fire stand in his hand, and after pondering for a moment, he reached out to pick up the endless incense and lit it, then put the fire aside, and sincerely worshiped the ancestors, Then insert the incense into the incense ash jar.

The next moment, the force he inserted the incense seemed to touch the mechanism set in the incense ash jar, the stone door was closed heavily, and then opened again, Xu Cheng saw the armory on the opposite side.

exhale.

Finally came to the second floor.

He raised the fire stand, picked up his backpack and walked towards the armory on the second floor, then he reached out and touched the weapon knife that opened the stone door earlier.

The stone door closed again, then opened.

It was only then that Xu Cheng saw the white bones outside and the passage leading to the waterfall, because as the stone gate opened, he heard the sound of the huge waterfall rushing.

After Xu Cheng walked out smoothly, he walked directly to the passage of the waterfall. The outside was already full of white light, as if it was dawn. He stayed inside for a whole night, and the time passed so quickly.

But as for how to get out of this waterfall cave, Xu Cheng was given another problem.

Because, the books in the backpack should not be soaked. The paper, which is not durable after being stored for a long time, is still wet and slightly torn, it is not worth the candle. One word, the artistic conception can be misunderstood and become obsessed, so there really can't be any loss.

Thinking of this, the inexhaustible Xu Cheng could only let himself feel the feeling of going to hell again.

That's how you get in and how you get out. Use the burst point of genetic ability to rush out of the waterfall, and then make sure you don't fall into the water, so that the package can be largely soaked.

Thinking of this, Xu Cheng hastened to supplement himself with some functional food, expressing that he would be tortured by the blood poisoning attack again.

Early in the morning, around the waterfall, Xu Banxian was looking for Xu Cheng on crutches.

Just as he was looking around, suddenly, the middle part of the waterfall seemed to be faulted, and an unknown object rushed out, like a cannonball, like Xiang Sun monkey jumping out of the stone, and Xu Cheng was flying in the air towards him. He rushed up the steps of the opposite cliff, but because of the onset of blood poisoning, he couldn't control his mind and freedom, so the inertia was too great, and the whole person hit the stone wall hard, and because he withdrew his genes early The ability to ensure immortality resulted in the loss of the tortoise shell. In such a building, he passed out directly after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, after Xu Banxian rushed over, he called someone and carried him back to the village.

When Xu Cheng woke up, he saw the old man Xu Banxian was the only one in the wooden house, with his dog hugging him, holding a cane in both hands, watching the backs of the relatives working in the distance.

"Are you awake? Have you been poisoned?" Xu Banxian asked him curiously.

Seeing that his head was being exploded, Xu Cheng was a little dizzy, but he did not forget to answer Xu Banxian's words.

"Old man, do you think there is longevity in this world?"

The old man laughed: "How could it be possible? So many emperors in the past have wanted to live forever. I have heard that the oldest one was a Tai Chi Taoist, but he passed away at the age of one hundred and fifty. There is no longevity in this world. It is also impossible to live forever. As long as a person cannot get rid of the physical body, the physical body is your burden. It will age and decay, and it will wear you down. That's why some people practice internal strength. First nourish the internal organs and keep them healthy. Therefore, there is a way to learn martial arts, but it still cannot make your body immortal, so those preachers began to practice spiritual consciousness, the so-called technique of cultivating the spirit, they wanted to keep their divine consciousness alive in this place forever In the world, those are all nonsense. There is no such thing as longevity in this world."

Xu Cheng: "But I met a man who lived for two hundred years, but still looks like a child. This time, he was injured. I don't know if I can survive, so this time, I just want to find my roots. Find out if there are any descendants of the Xu family, I have never really met my relatives once in my life."

Xu Banxian sighed, looked at those relatives and said: "Sometimes, it is a good thing to have nothing, at least there will be no fetters and concerns."