After a night, it's early morning.

The few people who had tidied up set off again.

Kunjun had already looked at the surrounding stones last night. Apart from being beautiful, there was nothing special about him. He put his hand on it and saw no more clues...

Finally, it was concluded that the memory of ore will also change with time and environment.

It is also difficult to generalize any patterns, because most of what is retained in the ore is recent memory. There are no ancient memories to watch. Rocks are eternal, but time will erase many memories. The only ones that can be preserved for a long time are those extremely strong emotions or ideas.

Very realistic, almost the same as human beings.

Wutong raised his head and blocked the dazzling sun with his hands.

The thick and crooked trunk of the ancient tree in front of me looks like cracked skin in the cold winter, and the blue cracks look like surging blood under the light. And those branches that extend upward and outward, the leaves that are not lush grow interlaced and move with the wind. Only the outer skin at the final end has peeled off almost completely, completely exposing the bare, bright blue interior.

"Wow. What a big tree!" Kun Jun also raised his head and sighed in shock.

Paimeng had already seen Gan Yu here a long time ago when he was practicing immortal cultivation, so this time he just observed it more carefully: "There are many mysterious crystals on it, it's so wonderful."

This ancient tree...

Zhongli raised his head and remained silent, then asked in a normal manner to split up the investigation and leave the other side to him, leaving this area alone.

After a few steps away, Wutong turned back and looked at Zhongli, who was walking forward unhurriedly. The flowing hem of the other party's clothes is bifurcated and shaped like a dragon's tail, and it looks like a dragon waving its tail when walking.

The wind blows, and the spots of light sway on the ground. The rustling of the trees is like a whisper of the past. As a few bright yellow leaves fall, those few steps are like going to an appointment.

......

"Xiao Kun, have you seen anything worth investigating?" Paimon, grabbing a branch with one hand and a leaf with the other, shouted to the person who was some distance away from him.

Kunjun turned around: "There is only one stone tablet."

"Hmm...Okay." Paimon thought for a while, but it didn't sound like it would be of any use, so she might as well go look elsewhere.

There was no way, his special ability had such limited uses, Kunjun sighed helplessly. Then he squatted down and put his hands up.

Better than nothing, you have to try it anyway.

Wutong, who was distracted and thinking about how to hit Ruotuo, was standing alone not far away. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Kunjun squatting on the ground. His face suddenly changed drastically, his brows were furrowed, and his face was filled with disbelief. complex.

Guessing that the other party might have recovered his memory, Wutong pretended not to notice anything and left quietly without disturbing him.

"Huh? What's wrong with you?" A kind-hearted traveler passing by expressed concern.

Kunjun held his forehead and stood up from the stone tablet: "...I was just a little dizzy just now. It doesn't matter. I'm fine now."

"Did you find anything?"

"Not yet...well, not yet."

Paimon flew to the flat ground far away from the tree, but found nothing. When he came back, he had more branches in his hand: "There is nothing I can do, Sora. I'll look for it over there. You climb up." Go take a look in the tree?"

"Are you sure there are clues in the tree?" Sora squinted his eyes and asked with his hands on his hips.

And shouldn’t this kind of thing be able to fly?

Paimon couldn't understand the underlying meaning of the words. He crossed his hands on his chest and said confidently: "How will you know if you don't try it? Besides, you can also climb high and see far away!"

"..." Kun Jun seemed to be sighing at the naive thoughts of a young child, holding his hand to his mouth but he hesitated to speak. When he noticed the gazes of the two people in front of him, he suddenly became a little stiff: "Ah! Yes, really?"

Paimon nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, the methods I think of are always very good."

Just when Kong gave in and clapped his hands to climb the tree, a familiar voice appeared, interrupting their next actions.

"Everyone, come over here." Zhongli's voice came from behind the tree.

After hearing the news, everyone put down the irrelevant things at hand and hurried behind the tree.

"This road is newly dug. It seems that the answer lies ahead." Following the direction Zhongli pointed, he saw the passage hidden among the grass blades.

Out of curiosity, Paimon held on to the silk ribbon hanging from the front of Wutong's clothes with one hand and leaned forward. Then he heard a clanging sound and the faint sound of human voices. He backed away suddenly: "There seems to be a sound in the tunnel." ? Wow...I, I don’t want to be the first one!”

Zhongli took the first step: "Don't worry, I will take the lead. There is some unusual smell at the end. To be cautious, everyone, please be prepared."

Ah, the reassuring power of rock.

With Mr. Zhongli here this time, nothing should happen.

Wutong comforted himself in his heart.

Moreover, the command note that looked like an evil capitalist had not sent her a task yet. In the past, whenever she encountered this situation, a bunch of restrictions and requirements would start popping up.

That's Ruotuo. He stomps his feet and makes the whole Nantianmen tremble.

However, since the reaction this time was like a dead end, it means that according to his judgment, the difficulty of this matter is not very high in all aspects. There is no chance to make things difficult for her, so there is no need to do anything extra. Capitalists are a magical species who would rather throw away the milk than sell it cheaply.

I moved the wooden bells that were placed on the smooth stone wall and strung them with red ropes to resemble a barrier seal. The further inside I went, the weaker the light became, but there was still some brightness. There were entangled tree roots exposed in the stone crevices. Those Vine plants that like darkness and moisture are also hanging on it in groups.

At the end of the road, there were three miners with black fog on their bodies. Their eyes were dull, their faces were pale, and their lips were chapped. They waved their arms mechanically and dug at the entrance of the hole with obvious seal marks.

The missing miners are all here.

Even one of the miners could no longer lift the pickaxe with his arms, but he was still kneeling down and bending over. He relied on his hands to numbly repeat the digging action. His fingers were dripping with blood. He was afraid that if he kept digging like this, his bones would be visible. .

Three miner's lamps were scattered around, casting huge shadows that seemed to engulf these people completely.

"They, what are they digging for?" Paimon looked around. Apart from the horror, there was no way there was any treasure.

Zhongli sighed: "I'm afraid they dug this tunnel with all their strength."

The only thing special about it is that it is incompatible with all this weirdness. Kong pointed to the radiant seal at the end: "Is that door... originally there?"

A moment of silence.

"Dig a tunnel leading to the ancient seal. If no one finds it, they will keep digging until the door of the seal is opened." Zhongli's tone became serious and he frowned.

Paimeng swallowed his saliva and said, "It's difficult, could it be that there is something inside the seal..."

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