I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 95 Plastic Restoration
Although Feng Shui contains the word "water", it is most taboo to water.

Because water breeds everything, it can soak coffins, collapse caves, and cause corpses to rot, and it can also breed countless microorganisms and bacteria, so the location of the tomb must be dry. First, there must be no flash floods, and it cannot be a place where water can be stored. Second, the groundwater must not be too abundant, and the drier the groundwater, the better.

The fox fairy Nannan stared at the stone tablet in front of her with a pair of eyes full of caution, as if she had encountered some difficulties.

No one would be so bored as to make a tombstone for King Pingbian and then throw it into the Yellow River, so this must be the real tombstone of King Pingbian. But why did the tombstone of the first King Pingbian appear here? Shouldn't King Pingbian be buried in the ancestral tomb of King Pingbian?
"What is the second doubt?" Zhang Chen asked from the side.

"The demon script is extremely rare and belongs to a small script. There are no more than a hundred people in the world who can master the demon script. And King Pingbian is a human, but he actually used the demon script to engrave the tombstone. Don't you think it's strange?" Fox Fairy Nannan whispered, "Does it mean that King Pingbian is from the demon race? Impossible! King Pingbian is undoubtedly a human, otherwise he would never be able to guard the northern land of the human race. But why did he use the demon script to engrave the tombstone?"

"Perhaps it was to cover up the information on the tombstone so that no one could see it. If it was written in demonic script, even if someone accidentally saw it, ordinary people would think it was just a ghost painting." Zhang Chen had an inference in his mind at this time: "Perhaps King Pingbian wanted to hide the information of his tomb, but was afraid that his descendants would forget it, so he used demonic script to record it."

This inference is very reliable. Fox Fairy Nannan gave Zhang Chen a compliment and said, "Good inference. It is probably true. However, this tombstone only records some deeds of the first generation of Pingbian King. It is not something that can be exposed to the public. Why write it in demonic language?"

"The tomb of the first King Pingbian was not buried in the ancestral mausoleum, but appeared in the Yellow River. This is a very strange thing. Who can guarantee that it will not be seen by others? I think the old King Pingbian is not hiding any secrets, but only his own identity." Zhang Chen had more inferences in his mind at this time. The first King Pingbian was definitely making trouble, and the one who turned into a dragon was most likely this grandson!
"But what did the first King Pingbian want to hide? It's not like he did anything shameful?" said the fox fairy Nannan.

Zhang Chen knew it in his heart, but he would not tell the vixen. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "Tell me, what is recorded on this stone tablet? I want to see if I can find any useful information in the record of King Pingbian's life."

The fox spirit heard this and said slowly: "The characters of the demon race are very special. One type of characters can have several interpretations. There are only three hundred characters of the demon race on this stone tablet, but the translated content is probably several thousand words."

Zhang Chen nodded when he heard this. He understood this! It's not like he had never learned classical Chinese.

Fox Fairy Nannan was staring at the stone tablet at this moment, her eyes full of thought:

"Translated into your Han language, it means that the Pingbian Palace is the ruler of the Northland, governing the three prefectures and eighteen counties of the Northland. He is one of the only two kings of a different surname in our dynasty. Hundreds of years ago, when the Dasheng Dynasty had just pacified the world and was in need of reconstruction, a foreign race crossed the Great Wall of Bones and broke through the three major passes of Dasheng. They then marched straight in and tried to take the capital of Dasheng. The emperor at that time was so frightened that he led all the civil and military officials to move the capital and flee. They were chased by the foreign race for six hundred miles and were in a very embarrassing state after losing all their armor and armor."

"When the imperial court was in danger, countless cities in the Central Plains were lost, and the people were constantly trampled and humiliated by the iron hoofs of foreign races, a great hero suddenly appeared in our northern land, the King of Pingbian."

"Zhang Shicheng, the King of Pingbian, is also called Zhang Chun. He used to be a wealthy landlord in the north, but he was not considered a big family. Seeing the people being slaughtered by the foreign cavalry, he led 800 servants and took the initiative to encircle and suppress the foreigners who broke through the pass."

"King Pingbian led 800 family soldiers out of the pass, fighting to support the war along the way, and unexpectedly won a series of victories. Three months later, the 800 family soldiers turned into an army of 70,000 and launched the most intense battle with the foreigners. Then King Pingbian won three battles in the north, directly driving some of the foreigners out of the White Bone Great Wall, and then locked some of the foreigners inside the White Bone Great Wall. Then King Pingbian and the foreigners fought each other inside the pass."

"After King Pingbian pacified the north, he led a large army to rescue the emperor, and he was invincible along the way. After the world was pacified, King Pingbian was granted the title of King of a different surname, and his family guarded the north for generations. This guard lasted for more than 400 years. With the King Pingbian's palace, foreigners dared not go south."

Hearing the words of the vixen, Zhang Chen immediately realized that something was wrong. Since the foreign king Zhang Shicheng had swept across the north and trampled on the Central Plains to strangle the foreign races, a large area of ​​​​territory fell into Zhang Shicheng's hands. Zhang Shicheng had already swallowed up mountains and rivers and had the momentum to sweep the world. It could even be said that as long as Zhang Shicheng wanted to, he could unify the world. But why did he give up such a large area of ​​​​territory and obediently return to the north to be a foreign king?

Zhang Chen was filled with curiosity. This was very abnormal. If it were him, he would also seize the world in one fell swoop. How could he give it up?
And didn't the Dasheng Dynasty have two twelfth-level mysteries? Why were they forced to flee south by the alien race?

Even the imperial court that possessed two twelfth-order mysterious items was no match for the aliens, so how could King Pingbian be so powerful?
"There is obviously something wrong with this Pingbian Palace!" A thought flashed through Zhang Chen's mind, and he looked at the fox fairy Nannan. At this time, the fox fairy Nannan seemed to have noticed something wrong. She stared at the stone tablet, frowned, and thought with a heavy expression.

Zhang Chen's mind was full of thoughts, and suddenly his eyes showed a little light. He seemed to have found a clue: "Everything is about the transformation of a dragon! Zhang Shicheng swept across the world and occupied most of the Central Plains. I'm afraid he has gathered the momentum of a dragon, right? The reason why he retreated to guard the north and abide by the rules is probably because of the mysterious deterrence of the Great Victory Dynasty. Pingbian Wang Zhang Shicheng got the energy of a dragon, and then used the Feng Shui secret technique to attract the dragon energy in the real dragon tomb, taking the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and secretly transform into a dragon. And now the Pingbian Palace has made such a big fuss, because Zhang Shicheng is about to successfully transform into a dragon, and has the capital to fight against the "mysterious" power of the Great Victory Dynasty. At that time, it's hard to say who will win the world!"

Countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Chen's mind, and he felt that he had probably deduced the truth.

The vixen stood in front of the stone tablet, looking confused: "It doesn't make sense! Why did the tombstone of King Pingbian end up here, and why is it written in demonic script?"

Zhang Chen ignored the fox fairy Nannan's words. At this moment, he looked at the stone tablet in front of him, and then at the dragon energy in the sky. A smile appeared on Zhang Chen's lips. He suddenly felt that serving in the Yellow River was not bad. He decided not to leave. He wanted to do something here to see if there was a chance to make some money.

This is dragon energy. If it can drop some other skills, I will make a fortune.

“If I could get the chance to sneak into the tomb of the imperial daughter through this dragon, that would be truly amazing.” Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

"Of course, if I can make the opponent fail in his attempt to transform into a dragon, and I take the opportunity to seize his fortune, that would be perfect! King Pingbian dared to plot against me and secretly killed my father. He deserves to die!" There was a cold light in Zhang Chen's eyes.

"It's really the law of karma. King Pingbian has set his sights on me, and I have taken away the true dragon destiny of King Pingbian's ancestor. So, I haven't lost out!" Zhang Chen was secretly delighted.

"Crack~"

The whip hit the air, causing a sharp sound, and a rough scolding sounded in the air:

"Hurry up, everyone. If each of you cannot dig ten cubic meters of earth today, you are not allowed to rest!"

The long whip in the officer's hand swept through the air, scaring the passers-by like frightened birds, and the crowd that had been watching scattered like birds and beasts.

Zhang Chen didn't want to be in the spotlight, so he quickly walked away from the stone tablet and started moving the soil.

There were many people here, so he didn't dare to ask the fox spirit to take action. If someone saw the mud flying into his basket for no reason, he would not be able to explain it. At this time, an official came to the stone tablet with a whip in his hand. Looking at the ghostly symbols on the stone tablet, he couldn't help but shook his head: "It's just a 'river-suppressing tablet' to suppress the Yellow River. What's so rare about it? If you can't complete today's task, you can't blame us if you have no food to eat."

What kind of culture can a soldier have? It's still unclear whether he can read or not.

Even among the great generals, there were many who were illiterate. For example, during the Three Kingdoms period, General Lu Meng was illiterate. He eventually learned to read after being persuaded by Sun Quan, which eventually led to the proverb "When a scholar has been away for three days, he should be treated with new eyes."

Writing in this world is extremely precious and it is very difficult to read. If Zhang Xiaohua were not the prince of Pingbian, she would not have been noticed by Mr. Wuliu and chosen by him to learn to read and write.

"Let's dig the soil for now. I want to see if I can find the burial place of the big tomb! The other party's big tomb is within ten miles nearby, because the dragon's tail in the sky is shrouded within ten miles nearby.

With the scorching sun hanging high above his head, Zhang Chen slowly moved the soil, thinking about how to lure the other party out.

A basket was filled with soil, and then Zhang Chen carried the soil to the designated location. An officer came forward to check the soil in Zhang Chen's basket, and after confirming that there was no fraud, he handed Zhang Chen a special bamboo chip.

If you collect ten bamboo chips, you can have two meals today. If you don't collect enough bamboo chips, you won't have any meals.

That’s right, there are only two meals in this era!

On the cracked riverbed not far away, Zhang Chen held a shovel in his hand and watched the numb-faced laborers clearing the river silt with the shovel. There was a cloudless sky above their heads, and the scorching sun made the people's mouths dry. The yellow mud that they had applied on their bodies to prevent sunburn had long since dried up.

Fortunately, water can be dug out from under the Yellow River bed at any time, otherwise everyone would have died of thirst.

It’s just that the sun in the sky is too big and too hot, which has dried up the riverbed. However, water vapor continues to evaporate, and the entire Yellow River bed is like a big steamer.

“It’s time for lunch!”

Suddenly, the sound of a gong was heard in the distance, and then a group of laborers dropped their tools, ran towards the camp, and automatically lined up.

Zhang Chen was no exception. He followed the crowd and came to the camp. He saw dozens of big pots in the camp. Wild vegetables and rice porridge were stewed in the pots. Everyone lined up with their tools.

There were ready-made ceramic bowls in the camp. Zhang Chen looked at the dirty ceramic bowl and couldn't help feeling nauseous. The ceramic bowl was not washed clean and looked like it was impossible to eat from it.

Fortunately, Zhang Chen mastered the art of controlling water. He stuffed the bowl into his sleeve, and then water appeared in his sleeve, turning it into an automatic dishwasher. Only after the ceramic bowl was rinsed clean did he walk forward and let the cook scoop a spoonful of vegetable porridge into his bowl. Then he walked to the corner with the bowl. When he was about to drink the porridge, he suddenly smelled the aroma of meat.

Zhang Chen looked in the direction of the meat smell and saw soldiers in the distance building a bonfire and roasting a whole lamb.

The lamb was roasted to a golden and crispy texture, sweet and delicious, very tempting, and sparkled golden in the sun.

Can Zhang Chen tolerate this?

The fox spirit was summoned directly, and it went straight to the mutton. A whole leg of mutton was torn off. Then it used illusion to blind everyone's sight and came to Zhang Chen's side.

Zhang Chen looked at the roasted lamb and ate it with relish despite the fact that it was scalding hot.

The soldier who was roasting a whole lamb suddenly cried out, "Damn it! Where is my lamb leg? Which bastard took it away when I wasn't paying attention? This is the lamb leg for the general!"

The cook cursed but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't go on a spree to find something just for a leg of lamb.

There are tens of thousands of people here, and before the search is completed, the lamb leg will have already entered the enemy's stomach.

Zhang Chen gnawed on a leg of lamb, looked at the cursing cook, and then looked at the thoughtful vixen: "How powerful is your illusion? What's the upper limit?"

He felt that the opponent's illusion was amazing! The vixen actually concealed her home under the eyes of tens of thousands of people. She was clearly eating lamb legs, but everyone around her turned a blind eye to her.

"The main reason is that ordinary people's spirit is too weak and they can't see through my illusion at all. As for the servants here, they are nothing more than the old soldiers in the government office. They can't be considered regular troops who have seen blood. Moreover, they are in charge of tens of thousands of servants who are standing too scattered, and their blood can't be gathered in one place. If there are thousands of old soldiers who have been on the battlefield and seen blood lined up, my illusion will probably be broken at the first sight." said the fox spirit.

"So that's how it is." Zhang Chen had an idea in his mind.

In fact, the so-called illusion is the distortion of perception by mental power. For those veterans who have strong qi and blood and have killed people, their mental will has been honed on the battlefield. It is almost impossible to use illusion to confuse and influence them.

The soldiers in charge of guarding here are just veteran soldiers from various places, and there are not many of them, only about four or five hundred.

(End of this chapter)