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Chapter 17 Spirit Palace Hall

 Zhang Zhuoxun was closer to the cliff at the end of the corridor than he was. He quickly walked up to it with long strides, lit up a dozen fluorescent sticks and threw them down so that they could see more clearly from above.

Then hang down the rope and slide it down to the tile roof below. After confirming that it is safe, use the lantern language to tell them that they can come down.

Wu Xiaoxie and the others first lowered the equipment with ropes and asked Zhang Zhuxun to place them one by one. Then, one by one, they followed the instructions and managed to get to the top of the Dawa roof with little or no risk.

Ignoring Monk Hua and the others who were still working on the side, Zhang Zhuxun supported Wu Xiaoxie, whose legs were a little weak when he relaxed due to nervous tension, opened an energy gel and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked him, "Is it okay?

How about I carry you?"

Wu Xiaoxie muttered twice to indicate that he was fine, and pointed to Pan Zi, who was bleeding from the back next to him, "There is no wind here, please help him re-wrap it quickly."

Zhang Zhuoxun nodded, found the medical bag from his backpack, took off the bandage, and asked the fat man to take a hand to untie Pan Zi's belt and lift up his clothes.

Under the bright white flashlight light, nine bright red blood marks one finger long and one finger wide were evident on the bronze skin, which penetrated more than a centimeter into the flesh. The places that were originally scabbed were stretched open due to the climb just now.<

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The fat man said "Hey~", "Hey, dear, just looking at this makes my flesh hurt."

Pan Zi grinned and smiled, "It's nothing. I remember when I was in the war, a bullet blew away a big chunk of meat in the bowl, and I didn't even blink...hiss!"

As soon as the alcohol disinfectant cotton came into contact with the wound, Pan Zi reflexively tensed up his body and wailed silently.

Wu Xiaoxie nodded seriously, "Well, I really didn't blink my eyes, I just grinned."

Pan Zi's face turned red and he lamented, "I'm embarrassed."

Zhang Zhuoxun quickly sewed up the wound after disinfecting it, applied medicine and bandaged it, and Pan Zi tied his belt, tidied his clothes and turned around, "Thank you."

"You're so polite." Zhang Zhuxun raised his eyelids and took two anti-inflammatory pills for him to take.

A few people took a break on the tile roof and ate something to replenish their energy.

Zhang Zhuoxun remembered that he still had a few boxes of cooked Wufangzhai cooked rice dumplings that he bought near Shenyang Railway Station in his space. If he didn't eat them, he would not be able to eat them once he "disappeared" after entering the Ling Palace.
Thinking of this, he quickly said "piupiu" twice, calling Wu Xiaoxie and the others to come over and form a circle. Then, using his backpack to cover up, he materialized a large thermal box in the space, and then transferred the rice dumplings in the original wooden box.

into the thermal box.

This is the advanced materialization ability that was rewarded by the system after he completed the mission in Qinling. It is somewhat similar to space transfer, that is, using the materialization ability to make things in the original location appear in another place, but this ability can only be used indefinitely in space.

, its external use is very limited, that is, it can only move materialized things within a certain range.

I originally thought this ability was useless, but I didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.

I took out the thermal box from my backpack and opened it, and the fragrance filled my nostrils.

The fat man swallowed greedily, his eyes sparkling, "Muyu, what kind of delicious food have you made? Hurry up and share it with your fat brother."

"I can't live without you."

Zhang Zhuxun bought a total of five flavors, including ham rice dumplings, bean paste, egg yolk, lotus paste and candied dates. Each box contains eight, plus six eggs.

He sat down cross-legged and put the thermos box on his lap. Each of them grabbed three and stuffed them into the hands of the fat man and others. "Eat it while it's hot. If you don't have enough, take it again." (Time in space stands still)

The little brother's eyebrows moved, with rare surprise, and he glanced at Zhang Zhuxun.

Pan Zi was even more surprised and said with a smile: "No wonder I heard Fatty call you a treasure chest. It turns out you really have everything in your backpack."

Zhang Zhuoxun smiled "Hehe" and said, "We are the first to eat rice dumplings in a tomb."

Without saying a word, Wu Xiaoxie opened a meat dumpling and took a bite. He glanced at Chen Pi Ah Si with a bulging face. He saw that the expressions on the faces of the group of people looked like they had seen a ghost, so he chewed more.

So excited.

She also pretended to sigh, "Oh, it smells so good!"

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After resting, we came to the door of the temple and pried open the tap stone behind the jade door. The younger brother confirmed that there was no mechanism behind the door, and the group entered the spiritual hall.

(There are not enough words in this chapter. I will update it tomorrow. My stomach feels really bad╯﹏╰I can’t move anymore)

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