Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

Has he been living like this for so many years?

I find it unbelievable. I don't seem to find any crops in this place. Could it be that this old man and the so-called master live like this?

But why did he spend so much effort to build the other thatched houses? It's totally unnecessary, if there are other people living here?

I couldn't help but look back.

But I didn't find anything.

"Found it."

At this moment, just when I was thinking about it, the old man suddenly took out a black cloth wrapped thing from under the spirit tablet. It was covered with dust and dirt, but I always felt that he just went in and dug this thing out.

"What is this?"

I was stunned, "You haven't answered me about the origin of that picture just now?"

I was eager to know.

"Don't worry, everything here will tell you the answer, don't worry."

The old man pretended to be mysterious at this time, and then smiled and said, at this time I clearly saw the sweat on his forehead, sweating like rain, maybe because he was very tired just now.

"This thing is buried underground, did you just dig it out?"

I asked hurriedly.

"Aren't all good things left underground? What about good wine? Gold, silver and treasures, aren't they all dug out from underground?"

The old man said with a smile.

"Isn't this a jar of wine?"

I said lightly, maybe it's not bad to drink one or two sips at this time.

"When I became a monk, I decided not to drink in the future. Don't you know?" The old man frowned and said, "But now that you said that, I really remembered that the master actually drank, because I saw it..."

"Isn't there a saying that wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart?"

I answered.

The old man didn't say anything. At this time, he took out the thing. It can be seen that there should be a jar or something under the curtain, but from his expression, I can infer that this thing is heavy and not so easy.

"Put it away."

The old man seemed to be talking to himself.

I almost felt that the wooden table was about to collapse.

It feels weird, as if it will collapse in the next moment.

"What's in it?"

I asked.

"Don't worry, don't you want to know the pattern? By the way, do you remember what I told you about the master just now?"

I nodded.

"Of course."

"That's good."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and at this time he lit all the oil lamps in the room, and then stroked the dirty-looking curtain with his hands like he was stroking a child, "After so many years, I actually want to know what's inside?"

After saying that, he took away the black cloth directly, and suddenly, I saw that there was a black box inside this piece of cloth.

"This is..."

"Yes, it's what the master left behind. He was like a dragon that could not be seen from head to tail. When he came, I only knew that he brought such a box, and did not take anything else, but when he left, he did not take anything away, and also left such a box."

The old man explained.

"This..."

I suddenly saw that there was a pattern exactly the same as the one connected to my jade pendant next to the box.

"It's simply perfect."

The pattern looks like a recessed carving.

I looked at the whole box and it was not much different from an ordinary box. It seemed to be carved out of stone and polished with a bright color on the outside.

So at first glance, it looked like a tin box.

"Have you seen what's inside?"

I asked.

The old man shook his head, "Actually, I also want to open it, but I can't open it no matter what I try. I don't even know that it needs a key to open it."

The old man found out later that the pattern on the outside is actually the shape of a key, which requires this specific key to open it.

So he kept waiting.

He even doubted whether this thing was solid, just a beautifully carved brick.

But maybe it was by chance that he found a way to prove that this was really a guy that should not be underestimated.

But did the master really just bring this box and leave?

Or maybe he had expected that someone would come to claim the box in the next few decades. If that was true, that person must be a great monk. No, it must be related to the secret hidden by Xuanzang, a secret about the journey to the west.

"What are you thinking about? Don't you want to know what's in it?"

The old man asked me.

I nodded.

I took out the palm-sized thing made of the jade pendant, "But how do I use it?"

I gestured for a long time but couldn't find how to start.