Lao Jiang held up the piece of paper and read it back and forth several times, and murmured: "I didn't expect that after they worked all over the place for a long time, they only found such a few clues. I still underestimate this clay figurine!"
"But the ancient mechanism skills are nothing more than mortise and tenon, rolling balls, carving, casting, and potions. How did this guy who made a clay figurine hide the secret in it?"
As Lao Jiang said this, he picked up the weird little clay statue and looked at it.
The clay statue is completely black, with a human body in a fighting posture, but with a nondescript python head on top. A pair of bloodthirsty red eyes are like rubies, exuding a quiet death aura, which makes people feel confused just by looking at it. shudder.
I shivered involuntarily, but Lao Jiang put his ear to the clay figure and tapped it hard with his fingers.
The voice was very dull, which made Lao Jiang couldn't help but shake his head: "It should be solid, rule out that there is some way in the stomach!"
Then he looked carefully with a magnifying glass. The entire clay figure was completely formed, with no traces of splicing or small carvings.
When all possibilities were eliminated, Lao Jiang was obviously a little frustrated, muttering that if he hadn't been afraid that this thing had a self-destruction device, he would have cut it open like a watermelon to see what shocking clues were hidden inside.
I asked Lao Jiang: "Don't you claim to be a master of mechanisms? Can you crack the mechanisms of all dynasties? This is not possible."
Lao Jiang angrily threw the clay figurine on the table: "Whoever is interested in this thing can get it, I can't afford to serve... I don't play according to the routine at all."
The clay statue rolled down his hand, and at the moment it was about to hit the ground, I caught it quickly with my quick eyesight and hands.
"Okay, Li Jinglan, since you caught this thing, master will leave it to you to crack it. Don't let me down." As expected, Lao Jiang will never forget this habit of his apprentice. .
I brought the small clay statue back to the dormitory to study it. Banban was taken to learn how to speak by Yin Linger, and Dahu was not around either. At this time, I was the only one in the dormitory.
I don't know whether it's because of the snowy weather or the fact that I'm alone with this weird clay statue, but I always feel like this little palm-sized thing is emitting a cold air.
It's like the demon god who has been sealed for thousands of years is peeling off the seal bit by bit in an attempt to control the world!
I shook my head and threw away these unrealistic thoughts. I held the small clay statue and began to study it carefully. First, there were no words on it, second, there were no patterns, and third, there were no mechanisms. It seemed like it was just an ordinary statue. little clay figurine.
No wonder Lao Jiang is in trouble!
But I don’t believe that the thing Bai Bing tried his best to hide was just a toy, and there must be a mystery hidden in it.
I put the lit candle into the small clay statue and tried to force it to reveal itself by roasting it with fire. Because it is recorded in the books I saw in the archives,
In ancient times, when many princes and nobles were on the run, they would hide gold, silver and jewelry in a special place, and then draw the route map on a parchment scroll.
However, in order to prevent the treasure map from falling into the hands of enemies, the text on the parchment was drawn with a special potion and would only become visible when it was close to fire.
In this way, I baked for half an hour.
As a result, not only did this little clay statue not show a single word, but it was so hot that I grinned. I tried soaking it in water again, but it still didn’t work.
Do you just give up?
No, there must be another way!
I planned to go to the archives room on the second floor to look through other books related to institutions, but found that the sky was covered with clouds and it was already very late.
In addition, I was a little tired after running around for a day, so I decided to come back early the next morning to find a solution.
Lying on the bed, I felt that the little clay statue was still releasing cold air, making the dormitory colder and colder. I wrapped myself tightly in the quilt and fell asleep...
Drowsily, I felt a sudden sharp pain in my forehead, as if something was about to come out of my skin!
I reached out and touched it, and sure enough, a big bulge formed.
What's even more terrifying is that the things in the bag seem to be alive and are being pushed out little by little. Every time it is pushed out, my whole body trembles.
Anxiously, I hurried to the mirror to check, but the light was too dark to see clearly, so I rubbed my face closer.
At this moment, a pale ghost hand suddenly stretched out from the mirror, grabbed my neck, and pulled me in.
At the same time, the owner of the ghost hand walked out of the mirror.
He wore the same clothes as me and had the same hairstyle as me, but his skin was extremely pale, and he looked like a floating corpse that had just been fished out of the water.
"Who are you? Why did you appear in my dormitory?"
I screamed angrily, but found that I was trapped in the mirror, and there seemed to be an invisible wall around me, sealing me tightly.
I kept slapping the mirror and banging my body out, but it was no use, nothing.
"What do you want to do? Let me out! Let me out!"
I shouted for help, and then I was horrified to discover another fact. Except for the person who looked exactly like me, the entire building could not hear my voice. The depressing feeling of being imprisoned in a secret room almost made me collapse.
At this moment, the other person suddenly turned his head. Oh my God, his face looked exactly like mine, but his hair was wet.
And a third eye has grown out of his forehead.
"Haha, who am I? Of course I am Li Jinglan, Li Jinglan with the blood of curse flowing."
The other party raised a smile, his face full of evil.
"No, I am Li Jinglan, I am the real Li Jinglan!" I refuted his words, but he ignored me and sat quietly under the window sill.
Am I just being replaced by an impostor?
I was unwilling to give in. I slapped the mirror in front of me desperately and screamed Lao Jiang's and their names, hoping that someone would save me.
The other party's eyes searched the table for a while, and finally picked up the weird little clay statue.
"Don't touch this thing!" I yelled angrily.
The only response I received was a burst of sarcastic laughter: "Luckily you are a descendant of Wen Tao, and you can't even break the secret of the python god."
He opened the window, and the cold moonlight suddenly poured down like water.
Li Jinglan, who has a third eye, just held the clay figure close to the moonlight. He muttered words, which turned out to be the general outline of the dragon-seeking chapter in "Thirty-six Techniques for Moving Mountains and Reclaiming Seas": "Tiangang Thirty." Sixth, there are seventy-two evil spirits in the world, and all kinds of laws in the world cannot escape the opening of the heavenly eye."
"You can search for dragons when you enter tombs, dig holes when climbing mountains, break through barriers by wading through rivers, and see through the sky with your clairvoyance."
While he was reciting the formula, he used an extremely clever technique to quickly examine every detail on the clay figure. The technique became faster and faster and weirder, and in the end it was difficult for even my naked eyes to catch it.
Is this... the true strength of "Thirty-Six Techniques for Moving Mountains and Reclaiming Seas"?
So what am I learning? I’m afraid it’s not even superficial.
When his hands stopped, he suddenly slapped the clay figurine on the head, causing it to kneel towards the moon in a strange posture.
It's like a snake opening its mouth to absorb the moonlight!
At that same moment, I saw that the clay figure actually absorbed all the moonlight. The next second, all the moonlight exploded in its belly, projecting countless silhouettes on the wall.
The shadows turned out to be crooked characters, mountains, and rivers!
This is actually the case!
At that moment, I suddenly realized that there were many tiny holes carved into the belly of this clay statue. Only by finding the right mechanism and using the moonlight could the hidden secrets be revealed.
Don't listen to this method, I haven't even thought about it!
At this time, Li Jinglan, who had a third eye, put down the clay figurine and looked back at me: "This is not how books are read, do you understand? It's trash."
The eyes in the center of his forehead were in the shape of vertical pupils, and there was a layer of misty black air above the blood-red eyes.
At that moment, I sat up suddenly and realized that this was just a dream.
I immediately saw the clay figure placed on the table. By some strange coincidence, I strolled over, opened the window, and read the summary of the "Looking for the Dragon" chapter in "The Thirty-Six Steps of Moving Mountains and Reclamating Seas" in the moonlight.
Everything was just like what Li Jinglan did in the dream, slapping the snake's head.
The moonlight poured down and shone on the clay figure. At that moment, the wonderful scene in the dream miraculously became a reality. A piece of light and shadow appeared on the opposite wall, and weird and strange words were arranged in rows from right to left. Down.
The mountains and rivers appeared in front of me like a road map, it seemed like the ancient Silk Road!
And the text seems to be Sanskrit used in Buddhism?
