My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Including some special markings and sacrificial regulations. If it weren’t for this incident, I wouldn’t have kept it a secret from you.”

As Zhang Hao listened to the old village chief's narration, his brows furrowed more and more.

"If I'm not mistaken, the ancestral precepts you mentioned require you to guard an ancient tomb here for generations?" Zhang Hao's words stunned the old village chief, and then he shook his head.

"It's not an ancient tomb." The old village chief's words surprised Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin. They originally thought that the old village chief's ancestral precepts were for them to guard an ancient tomb, but they didn't expect it to be the case.

"Actually, what we are guarding is not an ancient tomb." The old village chief's words were a bit mysterious, "but a site hidden behind this bamboo forest, near the Sanjia Mountain. It is said that this site is closely related to the yin and yang feng shui here, and even related to the direction of the water dragon vein. Our ancestral precepts require us to guard this place and not let anyone get close to it easily, let alone let others know of its existence."

The old village chief's words made Zhang Hao and the other two suddenly realize.

It turned out that they had always misunderstood the old village chief's meaning. They originally thought that the old village chief was guarding an ancient tomb, but they didn't expect that it was actually a mysterious site.

This discovery made them more excited and curious about this mission.

At the same time, they also understood why the old village chief was so cautious and secretive.

After all, the existence of this site is related to the safety of the entire village and the direction of the Feng Shui dragon vein, and it cannot afford any mistakes.

"I understand. What you mean is that there is a place similar to a sacrificial altar or ancestral temple hidden in this place. It is of great importance to you." I said slowly.

"That's right, that's what we mean." The other party responded eagerly.

Zhang Qilin casually picked up the black gold ancient knife, gently shook the tip of the knife, and pointed it towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

"Why don't we go find out?" he suggested.

Zhang Hao looked at Zhang Qilin. This seemed to be the first time he saw this guy, who usually looked indifferent and aloof, wanting to do something so enthusiastically.

Normally, he wouldn't even blink an eye even if the world was about to end, but he unexpectedly showed a rare enthusiasm this time.

Zhang Hao turned to look at the old village chief, as if to seek his opinion. The old village chief quickly glanced at Fatty Wang who was still sulking next to him, and then nodded readily.

"Haha, since Mr. Yin Yang is interested in taking a look, I have no reason to stop you. However, this place is protected according to our ancestral teachings. I hope you don't touch anything inside casually when you get there."

Zhang Hao shrugged without comment, while Fatty Wang and Zhang Qilin had already walked forward impatiently and had no intention of listening to the old village chief's nagging.

Seeing this, the old village chief hurriedly led the way.

It turns out that this bamboo forest was planted by them on purpose. It looks messy on the surface, but it actually contains a mystery.

The deeper you go into the bamboo forest, the more mysteries you will discover.

Hidden near the hillside is a narrow path that is only wide enough for one person to pass.

There are no lush bamboos planted on both sides of the path, thus forming a hidden bamboo passage.

"I never thought that this remote little village of yours would actually shoulder such an important mission. It really opened my eyes." Fatty Wang muttered as he walked, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone, "I hate it most when people lie to me. This time I came all the way here to help you solve your problem, but you are still hiding it..."

Seeing that Fatty Wang was talking more and more outrageously, Zhang Hao couldn't help but frown and coughed lightly to interrupt his complaints.

The old village chief only chuckled occasionally along the way, which counted as a response to Fatty Wang.

After walking for about five minutes, the passage in front of them suddenly became clear.

What appeared before them was no longer the dense bamboo forest or the desolate Sanjia Mountain, but a flat area about the size of a football field!
In the center of the venue, an extra-large circular stone platform stands majestically.

Seeing this scene, everyone stopped involuntarily and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

It is truly shocking to see a building of such a scale in such a deep mountain.

Zhang Hao put away the compass in his hand, took a few steps forward, and stood on the right side of the old village chief.

"Mr. Yin Yang, this is the only secret of our village so far. Our ancestral teachings clearly stipulate that this place must not be known to outsiders. But things have changed, and you are here to save our village. I know this better than anyone else, so I brought you here."

The old village chief seemed to have made up his mind. He took out a round object similar to a stone stick from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Hao.

"This is the key to get in. However, we have already agreed that you can look, but you must not touch the things inside."

Zhang Hao felt the heaviness of the stone stick in his hand and nodded slightly.

"Okay, I promise you."

The few of them continued to move forward. The closer they got to the circular stone platform in the center, the more excited they became.

When he got closer, Zhang Hao discovered that this seemingly ordinary round stone platform actually contained so many mysteries.

The stone platform is divided into three layers: upper, middle and lower. Due to the far distance before, they did not discover the two layers hidden below.

Now that we have come closer, we can see that half of the lower stone platform has been covered by dirt and weeds. It seems that under these layers of covering, there should be even more space underneath.

The three of them walked to the far left side of the stone platform, and the old village chief pointed to something in front of him that looked like a stone tablet.

"This is the only door that can lead you inside, and what I just gave you is the key to open this door."

Zhang Hao was not in a hurry to use the key to open the door, but turned his head to look at the old village chief.

"Village Chief, can you tell me briefly whether you have been inside before? What did you see after entering?"

The old village chief hesitated for a moment, as if he was considering his words. After a while, he burst into laughter.

"Well, of course we have to go in. Because the sacrificial ceremony held every three years must be held next to the small stone platform at the innermost part. If we don't go in, we can't hold the sacrifice outside, right? That would be disrespectful to our ancestors."

Hearing the old village chief's words, Zhang Hao's expression became more complicated. He did not continue to ask questions, but walked straight to the top stone platform.

Standing on the top of the stone platform, he looked around and found that from this place he could clearly see the river not far away and the village at the foot of Sanjia Mountain.

The geographical location here is quite flat and vast. Logically, it would be much better to build a village here than at the foot of Sanjia Mountain.

Not only is it convenient to get water, but the transportation and geographical location are also relatively more advantageous.

However, in such a place, there stood such a huge group of buildings, which resulted in the village being built only on the not particularly flat land at the foot of Sanjia Mountain. Zhang Hao lowered his head and looked at the stone surface under his feet. These stone surfaces were completely different from the stones cut by modern machines. The surface was rough and uneven, and covered with traces of carving and cutting.

However, it is this heavy sense of history that makes people feel awe.

Just as Zhang Hao was about to observe carefully to see if he could find any valuable clues from the appearance, Fatty Wang's voice came from behind him.

"Brother Zhang Hao, since the village chief has agreed to let us go in, let's not dawdle outside. What's inside? We'll know once we go in and take a look!"

Zhang Hao didn't look back, but just waved his hand casually, signaling Fatty Wang to wait a moment.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a black, rune-like object out of the corner of his eye. Under the sunlight, it actually appeared to be a light golden shadow.

Zhang Hao quickly turned his head, a hint of sudden realization flashing in his eyes.

"So that's how it is..." he muttered to himself.

I don’t know if he did it on purpose to piss off the old village chief or if Fatty Wang was really bored recently, but he rubbed his hands together and walked behind Zhang Hao with a chuckle.

"Brother Zhang Hao, did you find anything interesting? What exactly is this building with layers upon layers? Is there anything good inside?"

As he spoke, he looked around curiously.

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Looking at Fatty Wang's greedy look, Zhang Hao curled his lips helplessly.

In fact, Fatty Wang has performed quite well over this period of time.

It was only because the Yin Yang Inn had not developed as expected that he felt a little bored and tedious.

But... Zhang Hao chuckled: "What's the matter? Fatty, have you been a little dishonest recently? We didn't like this lifestyle before, do you want to repeat the same mistake now?"

When asked by Zhang Hao, Fatty Wang scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Of course not. But if there really is something good in there, we're free anyway, so we might as well savor it." He chuckled.

Zhang Hao didn't say anything, but Zhang Qilin next to him had already walked over.

There was curiosity and anticipation in his eyes, and he seemed to be very interested in this mysterious building.

Zhang Qilin quietly stood beside Zhang Hao, his eyes fixed on the raised mark next to the golden millionaire that Zhang Hao had noticed earlier.

"This mechanism is designed quite cleverly, quite similar to the technique of movable type printing. Only by following the specific puzzle path and finding the correct traces can we uncover the secret way in." Zhang Qilin spoke slowly, with a hint of certainty in his tone.

After hearing this, Zhang Hao couldn't help but marvel inwardly.

Brother Qilin is indeed worthy of his reputation. He can see through the secrets of the mechanism with just one glance.

You know, I had to work very hard to barely figure out some clues about this mechanism.

"Brother Qilin, do you think we can open this mechanism successfully?" Zhang Hao asked tentatively.

Zhang Qilin did not answer directly, but stretched out two slender fingers and gently touched the movable patterns.

His fingers seemed to have spirituality, moving slowly along the pattern until they touched the groove in the middle of the third pattern.

Suddenly, he exerted force with his fingers, and inserted them into the groove like steel pliers.

"Click!" There was a slight sound, as if some mechanism was triggered.

Then, the complex patterns in front of him began to move slowly in a strange way.

The old village chief standing by was stunned. He wanted to remind Zhang Hao and others that the stone sticks in their hands were the key to opening the mechanism.

However, the scene before him made him realize that this mechanism was far more complicated than he had imagined. He took a deep look at the three people in front of him, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

As the mechanism continued to make clicking sounds, the pattern gradually changed. Zhang Qilin's eyes were always fixed on the pattern. His fingers seemed to have magic powers, and he could always accurately swap several patterns at critical moments.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, with the last click, the stone tablet slowly tilted back, revealing a passage that tilted downward. At the end of the passage was a staircase leading to the unknown.

Fatty Wang was overjoyed when he saw this: "Hey, this guy's skills are really getting better and better!"

Zhang Qilin ignored Wang Pangzi's praise, but bent down without hesitation and got into the passage. Zhang Hao and Wang Pangzi smiled at each other and followed closely.

Zhang Hao turned around and looked at the old village chief: "Village chief, why don't you wait for us here? Let's go in and check the situation. After all, this place is different from the road you pointed out to us before. It may lead to another place, and there may be danger inside."

However, the old village chief suddenly laughed. He took two steps forward and said, "How can I let you go on such a dangerous journey alone? I have lived around here for so many years and I know the terrain very well. If you get lost, I can still be your guide."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Hao to refuse, he went into the passage on his own.

Zhang Hao understood that the old village chief did this because he was worried about them.

So he didn't say anything more and followed him.

The passage slopes downward and is of moderate width.

After walking for a distance, they vaguely heard the sound of flowing water, as if it was pouring down from a high place like a waterfall.

Zhang Hao opened his eyes wide, trying to see the situation in front of him, but the light was dim and he could only barely make out the outline.

As they continued to move forward, the roar became clearer and clearer. Zhang Hao then discovered that this passage actually led to the bottom of the river.

He stopped and looked carefully at his surroundings.

At this moment, Fatty Wang's voice suddenly rang out: "Brother Zhang Hao, Brother Qilin, come and see! There are strange things here!"

Zhang Hao heard this and hurried to Wang Pangzi's side. He saw that all the water began to pour down rapidly along the surrounding trajectories, the speed was getting faster and faster, and finally gathered into a huge vortex, pouring into a narrow hole below at an astonishing speed.

"Do you think the whirlpool on the river was caused by this thing?" Fatty Wang remembered the huge whirlpool he and the old village chief saw by the river before, and couldn't help asking.

"Not likely." Zhang Hao shook his head. (End of this chapter)