After another burst of rapid attack, although Xiangxiang was almost blocking it, even Xiaofen, who didn't understand martial arts, could see that she was obviously confused.

Xiaofen tightened her fist, held her breath, and stared at the two people in the battle group.

The old man slid, and sent the dagger in his left hand forward, stabbing straight to Xiangxiang's waist. Xiangxiang panted and danced with a watermelon knife to seal the dagger's way forward, but the old man grabbed another dagger with his right hand.

Already facing Xiangxiang's left shoulder.

"Xiangxiang..." Xiaofen was so nervous that she even bit her lips and ties her feet, getting closer and closer to the two people in the fight.

Xiangxiang flashed without rushing, and was scratched by the old man's dagger on his shoulder, and a bright red blood seeped out along the torn wound. "Oh" Xiangxiang gritted her teeth and took a step back, and the person was already forced to the fence.

superior.

"Do you die." The old man kicked the side by mistake and kicked Xiangxiangfei at the unstable body. If he stepped down, Xiangxiang would be kicked out of the building.

Xiangxiang was already in a state of hiding, and she silently said, "Brother..." and all kinds of thoughts surged into her heart.

"Xiangxiang" rushed over with messy steps, "bang" the sound of the two bodies colliding together, "Ah~" Before Xiangxiang could react, she screamed as she fell from the building.

"Sister Xiaofen" Xiangxiang suddenly realized why the old man didn't kick him just now; why did the old man's pressure that made him breathless suddenly dissipate?...

"Sister Xiaofen" Xiangxiang rushed to the fence to lean out to catch it. In a panic, she grabbed a corner of a person's clothes. But it was wrong. The material of the clothes was made of coarse linen, not what Xiaofen wore today.

Coat.

At this time, a loud noise of falling from the ground came from the ground, and a bloody smell surged up, followed by a scream and a noisy crowd downstairs.

"Someone jumped off the building!!"

"It's so miserable, the blood splattered all over the floor."

"Look. There are two more upstairs!!"

"Little girl, pull me up, otherwise we will all fall down together." This voice was the old man who was chasing him.

"Sister Xiaofen~" Xiangxiang sobbed. She knew that she was holding the corner of the old man's clothes in panic, but Xiaofen whom she saved was falling. But it was too late to let go, the old man had already fallen.

He grabbed Xiangxiang's big wrist with his backhand.

"It was you, it was you who harmed Miss Xiaofen." Xiangxiang roared angrily.

"Why are you blaming me? She obviously didn't know martial arts at all... If she hadn't hit like this, how could I have fallen out of the fence?" The old man still looked contemptuous. This kind of thing had long been used to it.

The narrow idea of ​​commenting on everything in the world based on martial arts has been deeply immersed in the old man's mind. Even if he is hanging in the thread of life and death, he will not let go of his "noble" head.

"Go to die, you're still thinking of me pulling you up?" But Xiangxiang's wrist was tightly clamped by the old man, and she couldn't break free. This arm was the arm that Xiangxiang had been plastered by her.

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"Pull me up, this time, I will let you go." The old man tempted.

"Dream you." Xiangxiang felt sad when she remembered that in order to protect herself, Xiaofen and Qingqing had already lost their lives.

Xiangxiang bit her teeth and said silently in her heart: "Brother, I'm sorry, I won't have the chance to follow you and serve you again in this life. You are good to Xiangxiang, and Xiangxiang can only repay you in the next life..."

Xiangxiang stretched out her arm and turned over and fell downstairs with the old man who was holding her to death...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The next day, Yuhan took the sheepskin map in his hand and the one he brought from Er Shu Yanxiang

The brocade box was brought up the mountain together. Old Man Wu also came back, and he also brought the "treasure map" he passed down from his ancestors.

The "treasure hunting team" composed of Wu Laoweng, Wisdom Master, Wang Fan and Yuhan was established.

The four of them sat around the square table in the hut, each putting out the information in their hands one by one and comparing them together. But the information in each of them was added with the map from the brocade box Yan Xiang took out, and he could make up no matter how he pieced it together.

Not a complete pattern.

"What's going on? How many pairs of this sheepskin map are there? How often whenever you're about to see a clue, you always feel that the most critical parts are missing, so everything is not in touch with. Our efforts are in vain.

"After a few days and nights, even the Wisdom Master, who was originally as calm as water, complained without realizing it.

"If it's so easy to see the mystery inside, can the secret of this treasure still be hidden for hundreds of years?" Old Man Wu said angrily, and cursed in his heart: It's so easy to see the clues,

Didn’t that insult your ancestors’ wisdom for hundreds or decades?

"Can we look at it from another perspective? This sheepskin map is stabbed with ancient tattoo techniques. Maybe it will have different effects when viewed in a specific environment." I remember seeing jade last night

Wang Fan said thoughtfully as he was the "Flying Phoenix" tattoo on his shoulder.

"Well" Old Man Wu and Master Zhihui were stunned at the same time. Wang Fan said it was absolutely possible. The tattoo masters and priests in ancient times both enjoyed a high status, and the tattoo craftsmanship at that time were all from the family tradition.

The secret technique may have an unknown special effect.

Master Zhihui found a basin of clear water, took out one of the sheepskin maps and soaked it in the water. But everyone looked around for a long time, but they didn't find any difference.

"Please take a look at the fluttering light." Wang Fan came over with a candle. Through the refraction of water, the phenomenon of a new pattern appeared on the sheepskin map.

"Haha, there is hope." Old Man Wu shouted excitedly. But the pattern was floating and I couldn't see clearly what was being painted.

"Oxalic acid, use oxalic acid. I remember hearing before that soaking with oxalic acid can decompose some pigments from ancient tattoos, and then rub them with rice paper to copy the patterns on ancient paintings."

After all, I have read history books in the deep mountains, so I know a lot.

When a drop of colorless oxalic acid dripped into the clean water basin soaked in the sheepskin map, a trace of color was separated from the sheepskin like a silk thread. The pigment slowly floated onto the water surface and condensed into a new pattern.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, take rice paper." The two old and one young men screamed excitedly like a child.

"Hey, rice paper." Yuhan handed over the rice paper in anger.

Wang Fan and Wu Laoweng carried the paper one by one, slowly spread the paper onto the water surface, allowing the floating dye to seep into the wet rice paper, and then quickly lifted it up. The dye that stayed on the rice paper was sheepskin.

Darkly painted patterns on paper.

"Success, success. The pigments in ancient times were made of different grass juice. It turned out that they used different acid properties to decompose different dye ingredients... The ancients' idea was really wonderful." Looking at the rice paper presented

Old Man Wu couldn't help but sigh at another map of the map.

"Those who are qualified to do this sheepskin thorn map must be the tattoo master at that time. Just because of the thorn map's craftsmanship, this map is already a treasure." Master Zhihui said sighingly.

By the way, they copied all the parchment papers on their hands one by one according to the method just now. Sure enough, the parchment papers on Wang Fan were all printed with external maps with mountains and water, and

The rubbings in Old Man Wu’s hand are marked with markings about the traps in the cave, while the rubbings in Yanxiang’s hand turned out to be a general chapter, which states the markings of each map and the methods to crack various mechanisms.

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"Hahaha, this is the complete treasure map." Old Man Wu shouted excitedly.

According to the general chapter, the person who drew the map was called Xie Yi, who was close minister around the king during the Jinglong Kingdom and one of the experts in the Xie family of the Jing clan. Calculated by the age, it was a thousand years ago.

At that time, the Jin soldiers marched south in large numbers. The Dali Kingdom, north of the Jinglong Kingdom, had been occupied by the Jin soldiers, and was approaching the precarious Jinglong Kingdom. King Payazhen saw that the Jinglong Kingdom could not resist the unstoppable Jin soldiers and secretly secretly took the kingdom.

The wealth accumulated over the past century was hidden so that after escaping the fierce momentum of the Jin soldiers, their descendants would have the opportunity to revive the might of the kingdom in the future. So they found four skilled craftsmen from the Xie family and gave them a few secrets.

Operation of treasure trove matters.

Xie Yi drew a total of ten treasure maps. In addition to one general map, there are six drawings that depict the treasure location and three drawings that tell the story of the mechanisms in the cave. In order to better hide this secret, he used a special design.

After the pigment is drawn, several "bright pictures" are covered on it. In fact, no matter how these bright pictures are pieced together, they are just incoherent pictures, making it difficult to tell how many pictures there are.

, I always feel endless, so I can't bear to throw away this picture, but I can't find a clue.

However, after the drawing was completed, the map was handed over to the queen. Because it was of great importance, Xie Yi asked to bury himself in order to hide the secret, and the other three Xie family experts who designed and built the treasure were cut off from the treasure Ksitigarbha.

He always guarded this huge treasure for King Payazhen. So he didn't know how the king distributed and kept this treasure map later.

"Amitabha, it's a pity that the wisdom of a generation of masters. The four of them took away so many craftsmanship skills. What a pity, it's a pity." Master Zhihui sighed.

Wang Fan neatly placed the ten maps he had pieced together on the table, found a few incense candles and lit them, and knelt respectfully at the table.

"Four seniors of the Xie family, Yanlong, the 21st generation successor of Xiapayazhen, thank you for your contributions to our clan. Although it has been a thousand years since then, there is no hope of talking about restoring the country, but I will definitely use it.

This wealth will benefit our descendants of the Jing clan and will never let down the high expectations of our ancestors."

"In Xiachuan Guiwu clan, although he is not a child of the Jing clan, he is also the preserver of the map. When he swears that the day when the treasure is re-see, it is the time when the Wu clan merges with the Jing clan. From then on, there are no Wu clan in Yungui, but only the Jing clan.
Chapter completed!