"Since this is Mo Bian's home base, there must be a lot of people here. They eat, drink, and have sex, and they should go in and out of Baziying!"
Jiang Zhonglou frowned in confusion: "Could it be that... Mo Bian's people are in their underground lair, and they can't eat or drink?"
"It's impossible, right? Even the old monster Bashen has to eat..." Guapi thought thoughtfully.
"Let's go to Bazu Temple."
After the two finished drinking the wine in the bottle, they came to Bazu Temple again.
The floor in the Bazu Temple was also in a mess and became the home of foxes and rabbits.
Since Oga left Baziying, no one has cleaned this place...
Jiang Zhonglou and Guapi walked around the Bazu Temple several times and found no trace of anyone entering or exiting...
This was their third visit to Bazu Temple, and they were very familiar with the white tiger statue and the surrounding murals.
Although the place is messed up by foxes and rabbits, there is no trace of human activity...
"There is absolutely no way this is Mo Bian's lair!" Guapi sighed.
"Could it be that... the Red Ax God of War really made a mistake?"
Jiang Zhonglou murmured to himself.
"Wow! Is there anything fun here?"
At this time, Sanya and Wu Dinglishi also came to Bazu Temple.
"This should be the ancestral temple of Baihu Zhiba of the Upper Cuban people, and their ancestor Baihu Linjun is worshiped, right?"
"Why are you talking nonsense again? Master Aoga has long said that he is a descendant of White Tiger Linba. Of course their ancestral temple must enshrine Lord Baihulin!"
"You are all wrong. The white tiger is just a totem they worship, not their ancestor. How could a white tiger give birth to a human being? You must be strict in what you say and don't speak carelessly..."
The five Dinglishis started arguing with each other again.
"Okay, have you caught the prey? Let's go back to eat and rest!"
Sanya raised a hare in her hand and said with a smile: "There is no one here. Rabbits are all stupid. We caught a lot of them without even shooting!"
"Okay, let's go back and eat!"
Jiang Zhonglou took everyone back to Baziying and saw that Holly Quartz and Melian Yajima had led people to clean several wooden houses.
As the only owner of Baziying, Oga used his big earthen pot to brew a pot of tea in the fire pit and invited everyone to drink it.
Sanya and Yajima went to the stream outside Baziying, washed and skinned the game, lit a bonfire in front of Oga's house, and cooked the game in a big pot.
As the sun sets, smoke curls up from the cooking pots in Baziying, and the long-lost aroma of meat wafts out...
Everyone gathered around the fire, eating delicious meat and discussing the matter of finding Mo Bian.
"We just went to the Bazu Temple in the back mountain and found no traces of human activities, let alone any secret passages..."
Jiang Chonglou sighed: "Actually, Guapi and I have carefully inspected the Bazu Temple twice before, and found nothing."
"This is how to do?"
Everyone was speechless.
"Oga, this is your home, do you know if there is anything weird in that temple?" Sanya tilted her head and asked Oga.
"No, we have been collecting firewood and herding cattle in the back mountains since we were young. We often play in Bazu Temple. We have never found anything strange about Bazu Temple..."
Oga frowned and recalled: "Every year on the death anniversary of the White Tiger Ancestor God, my grandfather would take the whole village to Bazu Temple to offer sacrifices...
Everyone slaughtered the three animals on the spot and sacrificed their blood to the White Tiger Ancestor God. The whole village cooked the meat of the three animals in a big pot in front of the Bazu Temple. The whole village ate the meat while playing the game of throwing swords..."
"What kind of game is the sword throwing game? Is it fun?" Sanya asked curiously.
"Just take some wooden swords and throw them into a stone pot. Whoever hits the target will be rewarded with a piece of meat or a glass of wine..."
Oga said: "We have something for the sword throwing game at home, let me show it to you."
"Okay, take it out, let's play the sword throwing game now, whoever hits the target can eat meat and drink wine!"
Sanya shouted happily.
Oga went to his wooden house and found a set of props for the sword throwing game.
The stone pot is carved out of stone. It is a rough, deep pot similar to a stone mortar. However, it is painted with something red. I don’t know what kind of paint it is...
Wooden swords are short swords carved out of wood. They are colorful, crude, and badly damaged.
"Wow! Come and play!" Sanya dropped the meat in her hand, put the stone pot aside, picked up the wooden sword and asked Oga, "How far do you have to stand to throw?"
"About one foot is enough."
Oga drew a line for Sanya with her feet.
Sanya picked up a wooden sword, shook it a few times, aimed it, and threw it out.
"Clang!" The wooden sword was falling into the stone pot.
"Wow! I hit the mark, I can eat meat...it's your turn to shoot!"
Sanya handed the wooden sword to Bai Ding, then picked up the meat and took a big bite.
"Okay, I'll do it!"
Bai Ding raised the wooden sword and threw it gently. The wooden sword fell into the stone pot without any hesitation.
"I can drink!"
Bai Ding opened a bottle of wine and took a big gulp into his mouth.
The wine slowly seeped out from the gap between his chin and neck...
"I'm coming too!" Mo Ding picked up the wooden sword, threw it into the stone pot, "I want to drink too!"
"It's my turn!"
Chiding anxiously picked up the wooden sword again...
The five powerful men all hit the stone pot and took the wine to drink.
They are all robots. Throwing a sword into a stone pot three or four meters away is simply child's play...
But they and Sanya had a great time together.
They can't eat meat, so they reward themselves with drinking...
But after they drank the wine, it flowed out from the cracks and had no effect at all...
"You drink wine but you can't taste it and it leaks all over your body. What's the use?" Yajma was speechless.
"Although we can't taste the taste of the wine, the feeling of the wine seeping out of the body is very exciting!" Qing Ding said, "Different wines have different feelings when they seep out of the body!"
"Although we don't have a sense of taste, we do have a sense of smell. When the taste of wine flows through our bodies, we will also feel dizzy and very timid..." Bai Ding shook his head, as if he was tasting the wine.
"As the saying goes, drinking makes a man bold, but drinking makes a man bold. After drinking, we feel high in spirit and fearless!" Chiding said excitedly.
"In ancient times, all the sages were lonely. Only the drinkers left their names. Drinking is still cool, handsome and classy..." Mo Ding also nodded.
"According to what you said, my master Mr. Guapi drinks every day, and he is the most handsome, cool and stylish person in the world..." Huang Ding said.
"That's right, I love hearing this, hehehehe!" Guapi drank the wine obscenely.
"Forehead..."
Everyone was collectively speechless.
"There is also water in the wine. If it flows through your body... won't it make you rusty?" Yajma said curiously.
"No, we were made by Cubans. It won't matter if we soak in water for ten thousand years!" Qing Ding replied.
"Let them drink to their heart's content, they just... want to work hard to be like humans..." Jiang Zhonglou sighed.
"Okay! Come on, let's start the second round of sword throwing!"
Sanya picked up the wooden sword again and played a sword-throwing game with Wu Dinglishi.
"Isn't this the pot-throwing game played by people in the ancient Central Plains?" Mo Lian frowned and said in confusion: "Baziying has been isolated from the world since ancient times, but it can actually play this kind of game?"
"No, this sword-throwing game was not learned by the ancestors of Baziying from the Central Plains, but was invented by their White Tiger ancestor Shen Linjun, and it has a great connection with White Tiger Ba!"
Jiang Zhonglou was deep in thought, suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, and he said in a deep voice: "Maybe this sword throwing game can help us open the mechanism of Bazu Temple!"