Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

With An Liman as their guide, they found the well the next afternoon.

However, as they approached, Zhang Qilin and the man with black glasses looked at each other. The tacit understanding they had gained from working together in the fields for many years told them that the feng shui here was unusual.

Similarly, Hu Bayi, who studied hard and made up for his knowledge, soon realized that something was wrong.

Gu Jiting couldn't see with his eyes, but he looked down at his feet and saw neat squares among the messy lines: "Is there a dark room down there?"

Feng Baobao said in surprise: "It's a treasure! We need to defeat a dragon!" Then he roasted the dragon and ate it! !

Zhang Haike looked at this group of laymen talking nonsense in silence. The theoretical knowledge he learned did not return to Master Zhang: "There is a tomb underground."

Zhang Qiyuan climbed out of the stove, and Tom supported Zhang Qiyuan just right, although Zhang Qiyuan might not need it, but flattery does not require a reason.

Zhang Qiyuan shook off Tom's hand, and as a matter of course, he waved his hand and said proudly: "Then this piece of Feng Shui treasure land has been confiscated by us, and we must quickly carve our mark on it."

I don't know why, but everyone's mind is filled with the image of a dog marking its territory.

Zhang Haike shook his head and quickly drove away these images: "We will renovate it later and it will naturally be ours."

"Decoration?" Zhang Qiyuan said happily, "I'm familiar with this!!"

Seeing that Zhang Qiyuan was about to recommend himself, Zhang Qilin immediately stopped him: "This is such a small place, Yuan can't show his skills."

Think of the cemetery amusement park, think of those strange-shaped and even whistling rice dumplings...

Zhang Qilin’s talkativeness was cured instantly.

Zhang Qiyuan didn't continue the conversation. As for whether or not to use his fists and feet, we'll know after we go down and see.

There should be an underground river beneath the ruins, and there is still water in the well in the sand cave. Zhang Xiaoshui's joy was beyond words, and he threw the water unicorn directly into the well.

So, everyone gathered around the vertical well to watch the water qilin having fun inside.

Zhang Haike observed: "The scales are very watery, and the limbs are flexible..."

Zhang Qiyuan was getting impatient: "Stop talking nonsense, Xiaoshui, come on, give me a fountain first."

Before Zhang Xiaoshui gave any instructions, the water unicorn in the well was still spitting out water. Zhang Qiyuan opened his mouth and took a sip, praising: "The filtered water is very sweet!!"

When everyone heard this comment, they all took cups to get water.

Even though it's the bath water of the water unicorn, since the chairman can drink it, they must try it too.

After eating and drinking, the sky was dotted with stars. Zhang Qilin discussed the situation at the bottom of the tomb with a few knowledgeable people. Zhang Qiyuan and Feng Baobao wiped their mouths, then strolled to the vertical shaft.

Zhang Qiyuan turned over and drilled holes in the wall of the well with his fingers. He slid down the wall while drilling holes until he reached the bottom of the dark and dilapidated well.

There are steps and a carved gate on one side of the well wall.

Zhang Qiyuan set off a small waterproof firework, Feng Baobao received the signal, and then dived down.

Zhang Qilin felt something was wrong just now, and before he could run over, he watched Feng Baobao jump into the well.

After looking around, Zhang Qiyuan was not here either.

Needless to say, it seems that he went down a long time ago.

Zhang Haike asked Ma Ben to find a rope ladder. This thing is better than a rope. It is easier to hold on to when climbing, and when encountering danger, you can press the pedal to remove it directly to defend against the enemy.

It's a perfect design.

The reason why Ma Benzai did not leave like Zheng Zibu was that he wanted to test his work through actual combat.

Zhang Xiaotu and Zhang Xiaoshui were responsible for keeping watch, while Zhang Xiaoliang was responsible for watching the chairman's precious stove.

Gu Jiting's eyes have not fully recovered yet, so he is recuperating up there.

This guy An Liman refused to go on and kowtowed to the sand cave outside, saying that he was afraid of offending the gods inside.

When Zhang Haike heard this, he shook his head and asked everyone to go down and take a look. Even if the Zhang family has become rich, they cannot forget their roots and the skills of fighting cannot be wasted.

Even the evil god Zhang Qiyuan has gone down. Even if there is a god inside, can he be as evil as Zhang Qiyuan? ?

Chairman Zhang’s presence is really effective!!

A strange sense of security slowly rose.

Bottom of the well.

The animal skin on the stone door was peeled off, and Zhang Qiyuan pushed open the not-so-heavy stone door, stirring up dust all over the sky.

It can be seen that no one has visited this place for a long, long time.

Although Zhang Qiyuan is not afraid of bacteria or viruses, he will still feel discomfort in his throat if there is too much dust.

"Put on a protective mask." Zhang Qiyuan took out two masks and handed one to Feng Baobao.

Baobao Feng put it on obediently, and then the visitor rubbed his hands excitedly and rushed in.

then……

Uh, then, Zhang Qiyuan looked at the simple furnishings inside. The sacrificial slaves and prisoners were tied to the stone pillars like dried bacon. It could be said that there was no aesthetic appeal at all.

Zhang Qiyuan didn't care about feng shui. He said bluntly, "Baby, there is definitely nothing good here."

The sacrificial hall was grey and didn't look like a wealthy place at all.

A cleaning spell was cast, and the hall became shiny and bright, followed by a flash of fluorescent light.

Feng Baobao continued to scan the hall in the dazzling light. She poked and knocked here and there, but all she found were stones. These things were everywhere in the mountains.

"Chairman, you are right."

Zhang Qiyuan took out two futons and called Feng Baobao over: "Don't worry about the junk. Let's play Gobang. If five pieces are connected into a line, they can be blown up into a line of fireworks."

Feng Baobao sat cross-legged on the futon. She was a little curious about what the fireworks in the sky looked like.

So when the people upstairs came down, looking at the door that was pushed open, the door frame and door gap that were cleaned spotlessly, everyone was a little dazed.

Well, we are here to work in the fields, so why are we cleaning up?