Super Connoisseur

As soon as everyone heard this, they turned to Du Tianhou and Du Xiaobin. Unexpectedly, they had seen this totem! Feeling everyone's ardent hope, Du Tianhou was a little embarrassed. He quickly waved his remaining collection and said, "Oh, please don't look at me like that. We've only seen each other when we were children. We really don't know what the mystery is."

Du Tianhou and Du Xiaobin carefully recalled that after a long time, there were only some fragmentary memories. "This is really like the old grinding plate in our ancestral hall, but even if the scale is a little lighter, our scale is deeper, right, Xiaobin?" Du Tianhou asked Du Xiaobin specially, as if he was afraid of being wrong.

Du Xiaobin nodded vigorously, and Du Tianhou continued: "The millstone has been in the ancestral hall since we were young. According to the older generation, it was invented and left by Hou Ji, the xuansun of the Yellow Emperor, when he came to teach people to use agricultural tools. It was handed down by our ancestors that our hometown used to be coarse grain without fine grain. With this tool, we began to eat fine grain."

"So it's a grinding plate for grinding grain? But why is it on this door?" Zheng Hu wondered. Du Tianhou looked at the totem and said, "but you see how the exit goes above the door? It's supposed to be the grain outlet." Everyone looked at the place Du Tianhou said. At last, there was an exit to the top of the door.

Although Du Tianhou and Du Xiaobin gave an important clue to let everyone know the historical story of the totem, it was of no use. It had nothing to do with them opening the door. The original enthusiastic hope suddenly cooled down. Everyone sat by the door dejected and thought of various ways.

"Why don't we start digging under the door and drill out one by one after digging a hole?" Deng Liang said what he thought, but now the most important thing is that they don't have tools. Huang Weiwei gave them small and portable tools. It's OK to get some small things. This big project has to be dug until next year.

"We're exhausted before we dig. Now we're short of food and drink. I think we'd better keep our strength. Hey, brother Feng, why don't you take out your box and play with it? Maybe there's another golden flash, and we'll go there?" Zheng Hu thinks Zhang Feng's box is reliable. Deng Liang's idea is too unscientific.

Although Zhang Feng didn't think it would happen again, and he didn't feel any energy in the box, since Zheng Hu said it, he would try it, so that everyone wouldn't think he was stingy and hid his privacy. In order not to cause unnecessary disputes, Zhang Feng took out the box.

Zhang Feng put the box in front of the stone gate. Everyone even couldn't help blocking their eyes, but seconds passed, and the box didn't move. Until they were too tired, they finally believed that it was impossible to place their hope on the small box every time they met any situation.

Zhang Feng put away the purple gold glazed box and didn't know if it would be useless in the future. However, anyway, the purple gold glazed box did save their lives. Even if it had no use, Zhang Feng still wanted to take them out and let them see the sun again. He also made a memorial for himself to commemorate the big snake that saved them.

Zhang Feng sat on the ground and thought hard. What's the relationship between the grinding plate for grinding grain and the cave? How could Houji's Totem suddenly appear in the cave. Huang Weiwei saw that everyone was tired and was now baffled by the door. Since they all sat on the ground to rest, she took out some food and gave it to everyone.

This is also the last food in her backpack. She has been reluctant to eat the bag of dried meat until now. After just experiencing the moment of life and death, Huang Weiwei seems to have figured it out. Even the dried meat was taken out together. Zhang Feng took the biscuits and dried meat and chewed it together.

Or can food bring people information and hope? It feels good to eat, and the stomach feels better to be filled, but there is not much water. Huang Weiwei took out a water bag and handed it to Zhang Feng first. Zhang Feng was just trying to let Huang Weiwei drink first. At the moment when she pushed her hand to touch the water, Zhang Feng seemed to think of something.

Zhang Feng took the water bag, looked at it over and over, and silently said, "it depends on this time if you can do it. No, I can't do it. Let's bet." everyone saw that Zhang Feng was talking about it. Should it be evil? They looked at him worried.

Zhang Feng raised his head and said to everyone, "I just want to try. If I can't, the door can't be opened. The grain flows out after grinding, and the water flows. Now I'll inject the water into the scale of the totem to see if there will be any reaction." Zhang Feng said his idea.

Everyone was surprised. We've never heard of this statement before. It doesn't work. "Brother Feng, the exit is above. Talents go up, and water flows down. We'll only waste this bag of water. I think your method won't work. Let's find another way out." Zheng Hu thinks it's impossible.

Du Tianhou had the same opinion with Zheng Hu, "I think so. Don't you all flow to the ground when you splash up? What a pity and waste. You'd better listen to this brother. Now how precious the water is." after saying that, Du Tianhou licked his lips. He was already thirsty. He must not let Zhang Feng waste water at this time.

"Brother Feng, let's stop fooling around. Now everyone is thirsty and no one wants to drink more. We'd better give you the water first, but we don't want you to waste it on the door. This guy has such a big door, how much water do we have to sprinkle." Deng Liang seems to complain that the water is life now.

Huang Weiwei saw that everyone said so. In fact, she also knew that water was precious in her heart, but in case Zhang Feng's method worked, Huang Weiwei looked up at the circular totem. It was really very large. A bag of water must not be enough. Maybe all the water in their bag should be taken out. Huang Weiwei sighed and said, "brother Feng, forget it, there must be other exits."

A small bag of water is particularly heavy in Zhang Feng's hand at the moment. Everyone's eyes are all focused on the water bag in Zhang Feng's hand. Everyone seems unwilling to waste water on an almost impossible thing. Their current situation is already very dangerous.

For a time, there was only their own breathing sound in such a large space, and no one spoke again. Everyone had their own opinions in their hearts. However, the only thing that was the same was that everyone wanted to go out and didn't want to be trapped to death. In this case, we didn't want water resources to be wasted, otherwise they would face the difficulty of no way out and no food and water.

Although Zhang Feng wants to have a try, now everyone is a collective. He can't go his own way. Even if one person doesn't agree, he won't do it. Only when everyone works together can he do it without scruples. If it causes dissatisfaction with each other, it will be more than worth the loss.

In the corridor, everyone's distrust of each other, all kinds of suspicions and unrelenting fighting were still vivid. Zhang Feng didn't want that scene to happen again. He had to put down the water bag again, sighed, looked at the huge stone door and sighed. Maybe you're really wrong, otherwise why don't you even have a person who agrees with him.

"Brother Feng, you also have a rest and eat something. Only when you are full can you have the strength to find a new way out!" Huang Weiwei felt a little sorry when she saw Zhang Feng's disappointment and discontent. Shouldn't they trust Zhang Feng unconditionally and trust his judgment? Why should they disagree with him at this moment.

Zhang Feng looked at the little biscuit and half beef strips left in his hand and shook his head. He was really not in the mood to eat. In the past, no matter what he said, these brothers had unconditional support. What's the matter today? Has their trust in themselves disappeared and gone? Are they blaming him and resenting him now? If he didn't insist on his own way, why should they suffer this crime when they live happily outside.

It's all because their competitive spirit has brought them into this desperate situation. They are disappointed in themselves. From then on, they probably won't believe in themselves anymore. At the thought of these, Zhang Feng was even more sad and sighed heavily. Zhang Feng sat alone under the platform, leaned against the stone pile, closed his eyes, didn't know what he was trying to write, and always clenched a little food in his hand.

Huang Weiwei looks at Zheng Hu and Deng Liang. It seems that everyone thinks the same in their hearts. Just now, they should believe Zhang Feng and should not say those words that question people. Zhang Feng has always been their spiritual leader. Now, if they don't believe him, who else can they trust? If even they question Zhang Feng, what power does Zhang Feng have to support it? At the thought of this, the three could no longer sit still.

The three stood up with tacit understanding, walked towards Zhang Feng, and extraordinary hurried to follow. I saw that everyone took out a water bag from the bag and handed it to Zhang Feng, "brother Feng, we believe you. Just now we were obsessed and said that. We were wrong. Here's my water."

"Brother Feng, I'll give you mine." Deng Liang also took out a bag of water. Zheng Hu then handed over a bag of water and said, "brother Feng, we unconditionally believe that you support you. Go quickly." then he looked back at the huge stone gate. Everyone thought that the stone gate must be the exit in the future, and hope was at hand.

Du Tianhou was worried. The idea of these people steering in the wind became too fast. Seeing that they were going to let Zhang Feng sprinkle the water, Du Tianhou was worried and stood up and shouted, "Hey, don't be impulsive. That's the last drinking water. If it's badly trampled, we'll be finished!"

"You shut up!" the three turned back and said in unison. Zhang Feng stood up and looked at them gratefully. He knew that their brothers had never doubted him, and he knew so. How can they doubt him? They have always believed and supported him unconditionally. This is a brother!

Huang Weiwei and Zheng Hu looked at Zhang Feng painfully. No matter what danger he had, he rushed in front. They just suspected him. Damn it. Zhang Feng's lips were dry and cracked due to long-term water shortage, and there was a trace of blood at the crack. He insisted that at this time, he was reluctant to take a sip of water, but he wanted to inject water into the totem, which showed that he must have been thoughtful. Naturally, he had his own ideas and reasons, and he could not show some things.

Zheng Hu stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Feng up. Zhang Feng stuffed the last grain in his hand into his mouth, chewed it hard and swallowed it stiffly. "Success depends on this fight! Brothers. Let's go!" Zhang Feng took the water bag to the stone gate, stretched out his hand and stroked those ancient totems, and said in his heart, "bless you, I Zhang Feng's life should not be lost, and I believe you will give me a way to live!"

Zhang Feng carefully opened a water bag and poured water into the totem of Shimen from the far left. His action was soft and slow. It seemed that he was afraid that the water would be wasted if he accidentally spilled it. After a while, I saw the water flowing slowly and smoothly along the unique route of the totem, and there seemed to be no sign of stopping at all.

To Zhang Feng's surprise, once the water enters the totem tunnel, it seems that it will not flow out, as if there is a mysterious force that tightly adsorbs the water in the Shimen totem. The water always maintains an inherent speed and flows in the totem.