The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

This underground hall, which has existed for hundreds of years, is engraved with many murals about the Karen tribe, including the sun, trees, birds and animals, etc.

The primitive tribes of Heizhou worshiped nature, and formed many gods and endowed them with various powers.

Chen Zhong and Qi Lin looked at one of them, feeling very magical.

A white-skinned woman came from the swamp and killed a big snake with her own hands, and the black people around her worshiped her.

Immediately afterwards, the woman changed into tribal costumes, painted her face, helped the people here, and led them out of the forest, making their lives better.

Asamo said: "This is God's guidance, let the goddess help us."

Qi Lin suddenly had a sense of divine substitution, but she didn't respond, she just nodded.

Chen Zhong glanced at her, did not speak, but used a lamp to illuminate other pictures.

Many Negroes were eaten by the boa constrictor, but it lurked again when they pursued it.

Then he was surprised to find another feature, that is, after the Karen tribe fought with other tribes.

Using the soil in the swamp to smear on the body, the wound will heal quickly, which makes them have a strong fighting power.

No wonder my arm recovered faster, it turned out to be because of the miraculous effect of the swamp soil.

"Goddess, who is this man to you?" Asamo asked.

"Oh," Qi Lin introduced, "he is my man Chen Zhong."

Asamo seemed to think of something, his eyes flickered, and he also saluted him, "Hello, Mr. Chen."

"Hello," Chen Zhong noticed that there was no painting on a wall just now, and asked, "This seems to be a door, right?"

Asamo was surprised, and replied: "Yes, this is a gate of wealth, which was left by our chiefs in the past. There are endless gold and silver, rich books..."

"What? The Eight Trigrams Gate is here?"

Chen Zhong was startled in his heart, and quickly raised the lamp forward to illuminate it, stroking the wall with his hand.

It's all smooth, and there doesn't seem to be any undercuts, no tile keys, maybe not here...

Suddenly I thought of Fatty Yang Junbao and those Asan Kingdoms who went to Chaofan, isn't it the position of the Baguamen?
He almost forgot that his sworn brother Zhao Shu asked him to keep a box with a map of the Eight Diagrams Gate in it, which can be opened with only four tiles.

Isn't that in an iron box?Not in his memory, maybe he still stayed in Jiangcheng.

"Mr. Chen, do you know how to open it?" Asamo asked eagerly.

Chen Zhong came back to his senses and asked: "Your chief left the wealth, but you don't know how to open it?"

Asamo said with some embarrassment: "The chief left a profound question, let us answer it, and we can only open it if it is correct."

"What's the problem?" Qi Lin was curious as to why those chiefs did that.

Asamo gestured: "It's right under our feet, and it will be untied if you understand it."

The two lowered their heads, and there were still some patterns on the ground, but they were different from those on the wall, and they were very abstract.

Qi Lin pondered and asked, "Husband, what do you think this is? I have seen many ancient buildings with images carved on them, and most of them represent some kind of allegory."

Chen Zhong agreed with her idea, and also remembered that in the secret passage of Annunciation Monastery, he also saw this kind of guessing pattern, and replied: "I will give you another idea, maybe it is a game."

"Game?" Qi Lin didn't deny his guess, but couldn't think of it at all, and said instead, "Master Chief, I'm sorry, I can't solve it."

"It's okay, this question has already confused countless wise men." Asamo was quite regretful, maybe he was too disappointed, so he didn't take it seriously.

Qi Lin suddenly felt itchy all over her body. After all, the mud was sticking to her body and she was still very uncomfortable. She asked, "Is there any clear water here? I want to wash it."

"There is a pool behind our tribe, which can be cleaned." Asamo said, he led the two of them up.

While walking out, Chen Zhong asked: "Master Chief, can't that wall be broken directly?"

The chief shook his head and said, "No, there are stone pillars inside, and there is a layer of nitro hydrochloric acid on the ceiling. As long as you force your way in, everything will be corroded."

Chen Zhong was surprised. Nitrohydrochloric acid is aqua regia. With its strong corrosiveness, even gold can be dissolved.

After going up, the chief found some black women and took them to the rear, where there was a lake with green water.

"Goddess, let me take off your clothes." A black woman lowered her head and was about to step forward.

As a young lady of a big family, Qi Lin has been served by others since she was a child, so there is nothing awkward about it.

But I have already developed the habit of doing it myself, and the key is Chen Zhong, who is also smiling.

He said, "What are you looking at? I'm going into the water, go to the side!"

Chen Zhong deliberately said: "You are my fiancee, can't I take a look at your body? You say you have a good figure, so I must feast my eyes on it?"

Qi Lin feels that taking a bath is fine, but if she is still in front of other people, won't her image of a goddess be ruined?
Just as he was about to say something, he heard Chen Zhong laughing and arrived at another corner.

Chen Zhong took off his clothes, went into the lake, wiped off the dirt on his body, and looked at the wound, and there was no serious problem.

After swimming two more laps, I saw Qi Lin cleaning her body when I turned around, but I could only see the area above her neck.

He didn't have any bad intentions either, he dived around her and turned back.

Today's hunting trip was tiring enough, so I found a rock by the side and sat down with only my chest exposed.

The sun shines through the trees and is warm.

In a room in the tribe, a young man with two feathers on his head asked, "Father, that is just a rumor. How could she be a goddess?"

The chief replied: "She came out from the swamp and killed the big snake, which confirmed the prophecy of the mural. I believe she will help us."

The young man has been in contact with a lot of outsiders, so he doesn't believe in such myths. He said, "I heard that outsiders came to help the Gelu tribe, and they are still hunting in the outer area today. I am afraid that these two people got lost."

"Is that so?" The chief was surprised.

"That's right," the young man's black face emerged fiercely, "Gelu tribe killed so many of us, and just killed that man for sacrifice, how can the goddess use a man of other skin color? "

The chief immediately said: "No, I want you to treat him more politely!"

The young man went out very upset, found a few people, and ordered: "The man next to the goddess is a spy. The Gelu tribe killed many of us, what should we do?"

"Little chief, what do you say?"

"We definitely can't let him be with the goddess!"

The black men couldn't help but look annoyed.

The young man nodded and said: "Wait a while, find a chance, kill him, and hang his head in the Gelu tribe."