Qinglong Ghost Palace Chapter 71: The Fat Dragon in Jinghai (1)
After Jiazi and I returned to the hall, everyone had already turned off the lights and fell asleep. The woman's breathing sounds one after another, and they were very thick, like a man who hung a subwoofer directly on his throat, and snoring loudly. I guess the mosquitoes were fucked away, and I couldn't help but feel very upset, thinking that I could sleep in a while.
But thinking about the hard work of these people in the tomb and working hard for life, I feel relieved.
I guess it has been about half a month since I was struggling. I was worried all day long and wandered in the darkness. I didn’t even mention it. I had to learn from whales in the sea to turn a blind eye when I went to bed. Now all I could come out are national treasure-level giant pandas with dark circles. I was so sorry for myself to catch such a good place to not sleep for three days and three nights.
I said to myself, "Oh, grandma's..." My heart hurt. When I remembered that they said my grandma was my wife, I was very uncomfortable and very resistant. There was no way, so I could only change it and said, "Oh, grandma's, sleep!"
Jiazi's legs lie back in his corner, and he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. I found the woman with the light from the bronze window pillar. She was sleeping uneasy, her two beautiful eyebrows frowned from time to time, and her slender fingers were also grabbing the animal skin on her chest. I forgave her for making trouble at first.
Since she knows me, she must be some old lover from me in the past? Friend? Damn, the more I think about it, the more outrageous it becomes. If she knew me in the past, then Faqiu pointed out why they didn't know this woman.
It's already midnight now, and I think this is even more uncomfortable than digging my heart. I couldn't resist the sleepiness and had nothing to say all night. I leaned against the side and fell asleep.
I had no dreams all night, so I slept peacefully. The next day, it was just dawn and there were no chickens here. I was woken up by two little girls from the dwarf tribe of the Northern Xiang Kingdom. When I got up, I saw two pairs of big watery eyes. They were afraid of waking up the others, so they tiptoed to pull me out.
As I walked, I yawned my eyes and said something, and I couldn't let anyone sleep. Seeing two little girls jumping and pulling me towards the bronze sacrificial platform, I slapped my forehead, oh! Yes, I actually forgot about the morning meeting!
I saw the two little girls cute and sarcastic, and felt sorry for their fatigue in walking in a short time, so I picked them up. The more I looked at them, the more I liked them. I gently kissed the two little girls' faces. I laughed from the bottom of my heart, and felt extremely comfortable in my heart. The two little girls didn't have any eyes for me, and hugged my neck and laughed and joking. I didn't feel annoyed at all, but became happier. I breathed a long sigh and began to walk towards the bronze sacrificial platform.
As I got closer to the bronze sacrificial platform, my ears seemed to be listening to the sound of the melodious flutes and silk roars floated in the clean morning air, making people drunk. From time to time, one or two conch horns jumped out, making the song become lively.
I looked at these bronze buildings, simple and exquisite, with smooth lines. Each house has a very different shape and various shapes. There are no signs of rust after a long period of time. It can be seen that this is another kind of bronze refined by secret methods. These houses have reliefs of the Eight Elephants, and the streets are well-organized. There is also a feature that must be mentioned, that is, there is a copper pillar of about ten meters at the top of each house. From a distance, it seems like a bronze forest. These bronze lusters of time reflect into my eyelids and shocked my heart!
I was a little excited, and there was a little heat in my eyes. I thought to myself that China has a long history. In the long river of history, the war caused the country's city to be broken, and even killed the generals with civil and military strategies. The dynasties rotated, and they were filled with tears. Most of the cultures were burned and buried in books and burying scholars, and killed under the feudal regime. It was like the Northern Xiang Kingdom, which lived in seclusion in the mountains, was mellow and ancient, and spreading the customs and cultures of thousands of years ago to the present. This ancient style fell on my face, and it was hard not to let out a shocking sigh.
Seeing that the sacrificial platform was about to arrive, I looked at the bronze pillars on the roof and thought of a possibility that these bronze pillars should be lightning rods. If there were no lightning rods, the fishing village might not be able to live in any way. A thunderstorm came and the whole village would not suffer! If the previous inference was feasible, then the bronze fishing village was a project that should not be underestimated and quite large, unless the mountain was hollow or there was a tomb at the bottom of the mountain. When I thought of the tomb, I felt that the possibility was greater. Of course, it was not ruled out that the Sanfeng Mountain had extremely high bronze content and turned into a conductor that transmitted lightning.
As I thought about it, I had arrived at the street leading to the bronze sacrificial platform at some point. When I saw the situation on the street, I was really shocked!
Chapter completed!