I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 411 Cloud Steps

Dawn.

A light frost rose from the end of the night, crossed the snow-capped mountains, and in a moment, it filled most of the sky.

A figure in red came from the top of the snow-capped mountain, as if stepping on invisible steps, step by step back to the surface of the grassland covered with morning dew.

"Huh..."

A light white steam floated from the corner of Chen Ling's mouth. He looked at the cheongsam figure still standing in front of the snow-capped mountain, bowed, and the red opera robe fluttered in the dawn.

"Thank you for your teaching, senior sister."

"No need to thank me, you understood it very quickly." Luan Mei looked at Chen Ling with a complicated expression.

Although Luan Mei had a premonition when Chen Ling vaguely figured out the prototype of [Cloud Step] two days ago, she was still shocked when she saw Chen Ling completely master it overnight.

He is worthy of being the little junior brother who made the master make an exception to accept him as a disciple... He is worthy of being a natural drama god.

Luan Mei looked at a metal cart approaching slowly in the distance, and the hill covered with black cloth, and said calmly:

"You should leave."

Chen Ling looked back and saw that his third brother Wen Renyou had already pulled the cart and came to him. Perhaps because the things on the cart were too heavy, two ruts left deep marks on the grassland. Fortunately, the car itself was strong enough and there was no sign of collapse.

Chen Ling walked to the front of the car, looked at the black hill in front of him, and said in disbelief:

"These... are all..."

Wen Renyou, who was standing by, gently pulled the black cloth. As the cloth slipped off, a mountain of countless golden treasures was exposed at dawn, as dazzling as a light bulb!

Golden crown, golden scepter, golden carving, golden wine glass, golden necklace, golden armor...

Chen Ling looked at the dazzling golden mountain in front of him, and opened his mouth in shock...

In the past two lives, he had never seen such a magnificent scene. Before the disaster, any golden treasure here was a treasure that he, as a "social animal", could never touch in his life, but now it was piled in front of him like garbage...

Even in the movie, across the screen, he had never felt such a concrete impact, and he was shocked and speechless for a while.

"We did a preliminary calculation, and there are about 400 kilograms here." Mo Jiao patted the car full of gold, "You transport it to the main city of Hongchen. If converted into copper coins, it should not be a problem to sell it for tens of millions..."

"Four hundred kilograms??"

Chen Ling looked at the golden mountain in front of him, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.

According to the gold price before the catastrophe, 400 kilograms of gold must be worth more than 10 million, not to mention that these are not ordinary gold, but golden treasures. Any of them can be taken out to be buried with Cleopatra...

"Junior brother, it doesn't matter how much it sells for, the most important thing is to return safely." Mo Jiao added, "If necessary, it's okay to throw them all away. Anyway, for Xidao Ancient Collection, these things are nothing at all."

Chen Ling nodded, as if he remembered something, and asked in confusion:

"By the way, senior brother, how should I enter the Red Dust Realm?"

Last time, Chen Ling got lost in the white flowers because he didn't know how to enter the Red Dust Realm...This time he has to go back from the Gray Realm and can't make any mistakes.

"This is simple." Mo Jiao explained, "You walk east from here, and when you come across a white flower bush, find the most inconspicuous little flower among them, and stay next to it...Wait until noon, go around it three times to the left and right, and then clap your hands, and you can go in."

"...Ah?"

Chen Ling's eyes were full of astonishment.

The last time I heard such an outrageous way to enter was probably in Journey to the West... But they set up a maze, could it be that the Red Dust Realm also has a maze to protect it?

If that's the case, then how did I get in last time?

"The Red Dust Realm is special. If you want to enter from the Gray Realm, you can only go through this back door." Ning Ruyu added, "If your rank is high enough, you can go in directly through the curtain like us, saving trouble... But it's still a little early for you."

"...Okay, I get it."

After several people had been telling Chen Ling for a long time, the sky gradually brightened. Seeing that it was getting late, Chen Ling put the black cloth back on the car and pulled it slowly towards the outside of the Xidao Ancient Repository.

This car is a simple four-wheel trailer without a power system. It can only be dragged by Chen Ling's strength. Fortunately, with his current strength, it is not a problem to drag away 400 kilograms of gold.

"Junior brother, it will definitely take a week to go from here to the main city of Hongchen and come back."

"Don't be too nervous, just treat it as an experience of going down the mountain, earn as much money as you can, safety first."

"Junior brother, we are waiting for you to return with a full load."

"..."

Several senior brothers and sisters watched Chen Ling dragging a cart of gold away at the gate of Xidao Ancient Tibetan. When the figure completely disappeared in the ancient Tibetan, everyone still did not go back, but watched something from afar.

"Want to make a bet?"

"What bet?"

"Old Five."

"Old Five... He almost never left Choufeng, right?"

"But I bet he will definitely follow."

"I bet he will go too."

"Me too."

"..."

"Forget it, what's the bet, go back and sleep early."

...

The invisible curtain was pulled aside,

Chen Ling, dressed in red, walked out from the top of Choufeng dragging a black hill. He passed the short stone house and looked inside, but did not see any figure.

"What on earth does this guy want to do?"

Chen Ling couldn't figure out the Choujiao's thoughts. This inexplicable guy first desperately chased him, then sent him flowers night after night, and fled for his life as if he had seen a ghost when he was discovered by him, and then he didn't show up for several days in a row... Now Chen Ling is basically familiar with the ancient treasures of Xidao, but he still knows nothing about this Choujiao.

He shook his head and simply stopped thinking about it, but continued to drag the car down the mountain.

When he left Choufeng and slowly moved along the black land towards the Red Dust Realm, a short figure on the hillside of Choufeng sneakily poked his head out and blinked his eyes at the direction where Chen Ling left.

He scratched his head, and the little face covered with white ash was full of entanglement, and he began to circle anxiously in place.

"...If he is beaten to death or disabled, we will avenge him." When the master's words echoed in his ears again, the Choujiao's body shook violently.

He seemed to have made up his mind, clenched his fist with one hand, and made a cheering gesture on his chest!

"Ahhh!!"

He rushed out and jumped down from the middle of the mountain, his limbs spread out in the air, gliding into the distance like a flying bird, and turned into a black dot and disappeared at the end of the horizon.

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