Gourd of Douluo

“I originally thought it was just a ground collapse caused by ordinary explosion concussions, but I didn’t expect that there was another world below.

There is actually a small garden under the crack.

Ah, no, that’s not quite accurate, because the small garden is only a corner of the ruins. The area we have explored so far includes a small square, three courtyards and a garden. "

Wang Xiaofeng rubbed his head, "Does the ruins look like this? It shouldn't be the countless mechanisms, the poisons that the undead people seek, and the big rice dumplings hidden in the coffins."

"The ones you mentioned are only found in tombs, and they are fake tombs set up by the big family to prevent others from robbing the tombs." He Muyu took a sip from the tea cup and moistened his throat slightly, "According to the investigation of Qianji Camp, it has been determined that it is The ruins are five thousand years old, and many things inside are relatively well preserved, so they are of great research value."

"Have you found any treasures inside? For example, the house is filled with jewels and gold..." It's obvious that Wang Daniu also grew up reading novels.

He Muyu thought for a while: "There are no gems, but I heard that there are some unseasoned antiques inside, and those are quite valuable."

After answering a few more questions, everyone slowly calmed down from the exciting treasure hunting atmosphere.

"Although it's a bit rude to say this." Wang Xiaofeng smiled and said: "However, the ruins have been taken over by the army. Cousin, why do you want to tell us in such detail? We are just unrelated personnel."

Wang Xiaofeng didn't believe that this cousin came all the way just to tell a story to them, and to be honest, the story was quite boring.

Do you want them to help? Please, anyone with a slightly normal mind would not have such thoughts.

That was the headquarters of the military region. The number of soul saints started at least in double digits, so there was no need to worry about a few soul kings.

He Muyu's expression at this time was a bit rich, with four parts embarrassed, three parts entangled, two parts helpless, and one part angry at being exposed.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down and was not as harmonious as before. Wang Xiaofeng seemed not to notice, picking up the cup on the tea table and blowing lightly.

"Xiaoyu came to the old man for help." He Qiming coughed twice to break the awkward atmosphere.

"You silly girl, if you want the old man's help, just say so, and you tell stories in a roundabout way."

He Muyu raised his chin slightly, grinning and showing his silver teeth: "No, I'm afraid you won't agree."

"Afraid that I won't agree?" He Qiming smacked his lips, and his eyes that seemed to have become cloudy slightly widened, "Oh? It seems that you are not trying to get the old man to take action, but you are interested in a certain treasure at home."

"Hey, I just want to borrow the secret book at home." He Muyu stuck out his tongue.

Although He Fei exploded a relic, the merits and demerits were not equal to each other, so as an instructor, she has now been suspended.

If it weren't for the fact that she was involved with that idiot and had no choice but to be retired if she couldn't find a way to make meritorious deeds, she wouldn't have shown the family's secrets to others.

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the twenty-seven-year-old aunt in front of him who was still pretending to be cute. He wiped his shoulders coldly and quickly turned to Nidia beside him to wash his eyes.

Nitya blinked in confusion.

He Muyu explained, "Although a large part of the outer perimeter has been explored, the door leading to the inner perimeter is locked by a very complicated soul guide and has been unable to be cracked.

However, I had seen similar glyphs for the ancient text above in my family secret book, so I wanted to borrow it for a few days to see if I could speed up the cracking process. "

As the secret book is the foundation of a family, it is naturally impossible to lend it out.

But looking at He Qiming's changing expression, it seems that things have turned around? Wang Xiaofeng's family didn't say anything, it had nothing to do with them anyway.

He Qiming was silent for a while, and then slowly stood up from the chair, but it seemed that his back was not as stiff as before: "Secret, take it if you want, it's not a rare thing anyway.

Come along, I see you are quite curious too. "

Several people looked at each other. In fact, they were not curious at all, but the old man said so, so everyone followed him to the second floor.

There was a statue in the aisle. He Qiming pressed his left hand on the statue and turned it half a circle to the left and right. He only heard a soft sound coming from the top.

Everyone subconsciously looked up and saw a large, dark hole appearing on the roof. A ladder slipped from the hole and stood vertically in front of He Qiming.

Wang Xiaofeng exclaimed: "You can't tell from the outside that there is another layer here!"

"It's nothing to be surprised about. The space above is a bit small. Just wait." He Qiming climbed up very calmly, and soon climbed down with a wooden box.

The wooden box was placed on the table. The lock on it turned out to be some kind of soul guidance device. He Qiming opened it after inputting his soul power.

Snapped!

Everyone gathered and took a look inside. The small wooden box was filled with dozens of booklets, some old and new, but He Qiming didn't even look at them. He carefully picked up the pile of books and put them aside, and then gently Pushing the bottom of the box.

There was actually a mechanism at the bottom of the box. After the compartment was pushed open, a book that looked very ancient finally appeared in front of everyone.

Wang Xiaofeng curiously glanced at the so-called family inheritance secret book. The cover was very simple, with three twisted symbols. It should be some kind of ancient text. Well, I couldn't understand it at all.

"The soul skills and techniques passed down by our He family were all created after studying this secret book. This is our root." He Qiming touched the cover and shed tears.

My eldest son is a martial arts idiot who only cares about fighting, and my second son only wants to open a shop and make money. The two sons who are most likely to inherit the family are like this, not to mention the other daughters and sons who are even less angry.

The He family has no heirs, so rather than slowly being cut off, it is better to donate it to the empire.

Unlike He Qiming, Wang Xiaofeng was looking at a brochure with bright eyes.

Originally, I came to the Star Luo Empire with the intention of using Dai Mubai's identity to go to the Imperial Library to read the lone copies and secretly collected classics, enrich my knowledge, and then perfect the remaining eight poles.

His current knowledge no longer supports his continued research.

But I didn’t expect that there would be opportunities to learn from it.

Although ancient books are precious, the thoughts of the ancestors are the most precious wealth, and the spark of collision of thoughts is what he needs.

He Muyu was still comforting the old man. Wang Xiaofeng came to He Li's side and pointed at the booklet beside him and asked in a low voice: "Let me see if these are okay."

After all, his surname is not He, so it is better to ask clearly before starting to watch, otherwise it will be bad if there is a contradiction.

He Li waved her hand and said indifferently: "Look at it casually, it's not something valuable anyway."

Wang Xiaofeng randomly selected a relatively new-looking book. The cover didn't contain ancient Chinese writing that was difficult to understand this time.

"Yitian Kung?"