Daomu Biji Chapter 91: Government

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I instinctively closed my eyes and tilted my head back. I was thinking about the time when my face was in contact with the axe. I knew that at any time, my face would be cut into a cutting board by this big axe.

A strong wind flew past my forehead, and I could even feel a few strands of my hair being chopped off.

After a moment, the back of my head fell heavily to the ground.

Our industry is really not something that ordinary people can participate in. A few blows to the head of an ordinary person will knock him into dementia. As for me, I will be hit like this several times in this operation.

But my sanity has not faded. In times of danger, even if a human being suffers a severe physical injury, the instinct of the nerves will summon the body to release the maximum energy.

Looking closely at the armored warrior, the position he was standing this time seemed a little different from the last time.

Where did this thing come from?

I even began to suspect that this was not a rice dumpling, but a kind of mechanism.

If this is a mechanism, then in a short while, he will definitely disappear from my sight like just now.

I looked back at the fat man. He was still sitting on the ground. Xiu Xiu squatted down and supported him. At this time, the fat man still seemed to not believe everything in front of him, recalling, while Xiu Xiu said at the side What are you wearing?

When he turned around and came back, he saw that the armored warrior's legs did not move, but retreated into a shadow as if they were on rollers.

Sure enough, this is a mechanism, but we still don’t know where the switch that triggers the mechanism is.

But if this is a mechanism, then why are the face and skin of this warrior so completely preserved? If it weren't for his empty eye sockets, I wouldn't have been able to tell whether he was still alive.

What is even more incredible is that his armor seems to be very similar to the Zhang family general who led the team to attack the Yin soldiers of the King of Goguryeo in my memory.

What is going on?

After a while, I decided to give up this thinking, because as long as we can get something out of danger, I will have a lot of time to do this kind of biological research.

No matter what skin care products passed down from the Zhang family can keep people young forever, as long as we have living fossils like my little brother, the skin care secrets of the Zhang family can be seen again.

I was thinking wildly in my head, and at the same time, I was also thinking about another thing. What else is waiting for me in the remaining steps ahead? Will the samurai attack me again?

No matter what else there is, it cannot escape the scope of human wisdom.

I sat on the ground and took a step forward with my hands on the ground. Here was the attack point of the warrior.

But this time, the big guy didn’t show up. Not even a candle of Buddha wax was extinguished. Moreover, I could feel that the faint smell in the air seemed to have disappeared at this time. Without a trace.

I don't plan to move forward while sitting on the ground, because God knows whether the next danger will come from under my butt.

I slowly stood up straight, not wanting to extinguish any of the Buddha wax.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps.

My eyes kept looking around, observing the changes in every environment around me, especially at my feet. I didn’t want to let go of any tiny detail, because the fortune teller said that my fortune was not too hard. I'm not going to take my life as a joke yet.

Even the idea of ​​looking back at the three people behind me was ruthlessly given up.

The strange thing is that until I walked step by step in front of the Buddhist altar, there were no more traps or dangers. It was as if I was strolling around in my own home, and I had lost my mind.

The height of the Buddhist altar only reaches the lower part of my chest. It is not high and can be reached within my reach. However, under the shroud of the Buddhist niche, the Buddhist urn on the Buddhist altar is shining with golden light and is unparalleled in beauty.

The Buddha platform is made of the same stone material as the stone wall. I even doubt whether the Buddha platform is connected to the stone wall behind it as a whole, or that the Buddha platform is a part of the stone wall. Carved.

At this moment, I feel a little excited. I have gone through many hardships and narrow escapes along the way.

I have mixed feelings. The thing here may be a secret related to the Zhang family, or it may be a summary of Comrade Zhang Liang's own notes on becoming an immortal. But no matter what it is, I have at least completed my task. At the same time, when you encounter a stuffy oil bottle in the future, you will also have a capital to show off.

His memory can disappear, but the fat man behind me and I can become his diary at any time.

My hands trembled slightly when I reached for the Buddha urn, and I even forgot to wear gloves and other protective measures. The moment I touched it, I felt as excited as an electric shock, and goosebumps suddenly appeared all over my body.

However, everything did not go as smoothly as I imagined. I tried to pull out the Buddha urn, but after trying several times, I failed.

Is it used to rotate?

Without thinking, I did the common sense thing again, but got exactly the same result.

What's going on? Could it be that it took too long and he died on this stone Buddhist altar?

I used the light of Buddhist candles around the Buddhist urn to carefully examine the Buddhist altar under the Buddhist urn. I blew away the dust on the surface, and a strange scene appeared in front of me.

I saw that there was a shallow circular groove near the edge of the Buddhist altar, and one end of the circular groove was connected to the Buddha urn through a shallow groove.

I stretched out my hand and rubbed the circular shallow groove several times. Suddenly, a lot of black and red carbon-like substances were stained on my fingers. I was shocked. Sure enough, the mechanism was here.