Farming, learning Wu, and peace in the world

Chapter 268 What Time Is Now

Seeing the bones of the dead move.

Ikehashi Song quickly jumped back, and then the ghost head sword lay across in front of him, staring nervously at the bone corpse: "Has it really become evil?"

pat.

Just as he was concentrating on his guard, the white bone corpse fell to the ground and scattered into a pile of bone scum.

"Um..." Ikehashi Matsu was a little taken aback.

Then it was discovered that it was not the bone corpse that was moving, but the disc under the bone corpse seat was moving. The disc seemed to be shaking, shaking off the thick dust on the body.

Then the disc slowly stretched out several things.

Ikehashisong took a closer look and found that Yuanpan turned out to be a big tortoise, but the tortoise's neck and limbs were bound by iron chains, which fixed it in place and could only stretch its head and retract its feet.

"Living creature, or evil spirit?"

Ikehashimatsu ran the "Xiaodao Wangqi Technique" and found no evil aura, so the big tortoise in front of him was probably a spirit beast.

but.

The bones, the tortoise, the secret room, the teleportation array, a series of changes have made Ikehashi Song's mind not enough to analyze the situation he is facing at this moment.

He simply didn't think too much, and walked slowly towards the big turtle with the ghost sword in hand.

The light from the headlight barely showed the appearance of the big tortoise. It was completely black and almost blended with the color of the floor. No wonder it hadn't been noticed before.

At this time, the big tortoise raised its head, and seemed to be looking at Ikehashi Song as well.

One person and one turtle looked at each other silently for a moment.

Suddenly I heard the voice of the big tortoise: "I want to... go back..."

"Ok?"

"Little...back..."

"Xiaohui? What is Xiaohui? Xiaohuilong?" Ikehashimatsu raised his brows, "Big tortoise, can you talk?"

"Little...ghost..." The big tortoise's voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for many years, and he paused every word, "Now...at...what...when...when..."

Can actually speak.

Ikehashi suppressed his astonishment, and surprise followed. Since he can speak, he might be able to fully understand the matter of the Dragon King Well from this big tortoise: "Emperor Yuan, October 4779, 10."

"Di...yuan...is...what?" The big tortoise raised its head, and the iron chain was stretched straight by it. It could be clearly seen that its neck was pierced by a steel nail, and the iron chain was tied to the steel nail.

Perhaps the dead man on its back was the owner of the tomb, who locked it up on purpose in case it would run away.

The means are somewhat cruel.

However, the owner of the tomb has already turned into bones, and the secret room is a closed existence. Without food or drink, the big tortoise can still survive.

Really great.

Ikehashi Song replied: "Diyuan is the era of the Yellow Emperor. After the founding of the Great Xia Republic, the government adopted the era of the Yellow Emperor. Now it is the year 4779 of the Emperor Yuan."

"Da...meng...dead...?"

"Meng? You mean the Mongolian Dynasty?" Ikehashi Song was surprised, "The Mongolian Dynasty has been around for more than 700 years. Big tortoise, you lived in the Mongolian Dynasty?"

Before the Great Xia and the Republic of China, there was the Jin Dynasty, the Jin Dynasty was followed by the Zhu Dynasty, and the Zhu Dynasty was followed by the Meng Dynasty.

The Mongolian Dynasty was established by the grassland nomads. It lasted less than a hundred years. The land of China under the Mongolian Dynasty was full of ghosts and ghosts, and the people were in dire straits.

Due to the frequent power changes of the nomads and the lack of revision of history, there are very few records about the Mongolian Dynasty.

"Dameng...I remember..." The big tortoise lowered its head, lost in nostalgia for the past, and raised its head again after a while, "Little devil...now...what...when?"

"Ok?"

Ikehashi Song frowned: "Dameng is dead."

On the big tortoise's black head, the eyes reflected the light from the headlamp, making it look a bit cloudy: "Dameng... is dead... Master Luo... is also dead... I... free... brat... let me out... "

The big tortoise spoke more and more fluently.

As if thinking of the hope of getting out of trouble, it struggled violently, shaking its limbs and the iron chain around its neck.

However, the iron chain is tied to its limbs and neck through steel. No matter how hard it struggles, it will not be able to break the iron chain. It can only hope for Chi Qiaosong: "Little devil, let me out, Master Luo is dead!" Now, I'm free, he promised me, set me free, set me free, set me free..."

The big tortoise repeated "let me be free" over and over again, and after several times, it suddenly lowered its head again.

Ikehashi Matsu had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the big tortoise raised its head again and asked, "Little ghost, what time is it?"

"Hey, the big tortoise is being imprisoned stupidly, but it's true. It has been imprisoned since the Mongolian Dynasty. It has been imprisoned for at least 700 years. It's no wonder it's not being imprisoned."

Ikehashi Matsu stepped forward and looked around the big turtle.

"Little ghost, answer me." The big turtle said again.

Ikehashisong squatted on the ground and picked up the clothes of the bone corpse. Even the bones had been decayed by time, but the clothes remained intact.

After getting it, he immediately felt it: "It turned out to be clothes sewn with gold thread, a rich man!"

"Little ghost..." The big tortoise saw that Ikehashisong ignored him, slowly lowered his head, and raised his head again after a while, his lines remained unchanged, "Little ghost, what time is it now?"

Chi Qiaosong put the clothes into the red gourd, and then searched among the bone fragments, and found a jade wrench and a small jade bottle.

I don't know what use the jade wrench is.

The little jade bottle was plugged with a stopper, he pulled out the stopper, and suddenly a puff of gray gas came out.

It smells so bad.

Chi Qiaosong quickly held his breath, blowing away the stench, and then poured out the small jade bottle, which was empty.

"I thought there would be a panacea... More than 700 years have passed, and any panacea should have deteriorated." He sighed softly.

Immediately, he stuffed the jade wrench and the small jade bottle into the red gourd.

After making sure that there was nothing of value around, Ikehashisong turned his attention back to the big tortoise: "Old tortoise, why don't you talk?"

The big tortoise had been silent for a long time, and did not ask about the wheel again.

Hearing Ikehashisong's question, it moved slightly: "Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry."

"Eat some fruit." Ikehashisong took out the fruit prepared in the red gourd and handed it to the big turtle's mouth. At the same time, he held the sword in his right hand, ready to prevent the big turtle from hurting people at any time.

The big tortoise obediently crushed the fruit, then swallowed the fruit slowly: "Enough."

"Just eat that much?"

"I'm convinced of the bigu, and it's enough to taste the taste." The hoarse voice of the big tortoise gradually returned to the low voice of the elderly, with a bit of Wu Nong's soft accent.

"Are you sober now?"

"Sober."

"Okay, let me ask you some questions. You live in Mongolia, right?" Ikehashi Song stood in front of the big tortoise and looked at the big tortoise carefully.

The whole body is as black as ink, like the ink turtle among the tortoises.

The tortoise is a common species of tortoise in Daxia. The color of the male tortoise will gradually darken when it matures, and it will become completely black over time, which is called the black tortoise.

"I was born in the Zhao Dynasty. In the last years of the Zhao Dynasty, Master Luo appointed me as a housekeeper and helped him guard the dojo. In a flash, it was the Meng Dynasty. Master Luo..." The big turtle became confused as he spoke, "Master Luo promised me, Set me free, brat, are you a descendant of Master Luo, quickly set me free, I have already carried him through the weak water!"

As the big tortoise talked, it became excited and kept struggling with the iron chain: "He promised me that he would let me go back after crossing the weak water! Let me be free!"

"Calm down, calm down, don't get excited!" Ikehashi Song tried to appease.

After a while, the big tortoise finally settled down, the confusion in his eyes receded, and he looked at Chi Qiaosong curiously: "Little ghost, what time is it now?"

(End of this chapter)