Primitive Tribe Adventure

The slate does not look very regular, roughly a square, but there are some problems with the lines on the four sides and the four corners.

Feng Yun expressed his understanding of this. After all, the owner of the slate should be the owner of this underground space, but he is very sure that it is definitely not a human being, but it is too demanding to require human standards to measure what it does. .

Feng Yun didn't get too entangled in the slate itself. What he was really interested in was the existence under the slate, what on earth could exude such a good smell.

He walked over to the stone slab, squatted down beside it, buckled its edge with his nails, and lifted it off with some care.

During this process, Feng Yun's eyes kept showing the color of expectation.

Through the observation of this underground space, he has some understanding of its owner's situation. What can be hidden so carefully by it should be a good thing.

But that's not necessarily true. After all, it belongs to a different race from Fengyun. There are different standards for what is good and what is bad, and the result may be a thousand miles away.

"honey?"

Feng Yun's eyesight was very good. He lifted the slate and just glanced at it, and he could see the situation under the slab clearly. Not far from the slate, there was something similar to a jar, the material of which should be stone. It just looks very delicate and definitely not an ordinary stone.

The volume of the stone jar is not too big, it looks like two or three circles larger than a human head, but it is not the stone jar itself that really attracted Fengyun's attention, but the things in the stone jar.

The color is golden, viscous, liquid, exuding a delicate fragrance with a sweet taste...It is so similar to the honey that Feng Yun knows, so it is no wonder that Feng Yun subconsciously thinks it is honey at first sight. .

But soon, Feng Yun discovered that his judgment was likely to be wrong, because in his impression, honey is generally relatively pure, with few impurities.

This is not the case with the liquid in the stone jar. Although at first glance, it seems to be pure, even purer than honey, surprisingly clear, but thanks to its excellent eyesight, the wind and cloud quickly reached the bottom of the stone jar. A layer of black was found.

Not only did it completely cover the bottom of the stone jar, but it also gave Fengyun a sense of thickness. In other words, if the feeling of Fengyun was not wrong, there should be a lot of black things on the bottom of the stone jar.

"What is this?"

Feng Yun immediately became interested in the black substance at the bottom of the stone jar, subconsciously craned his neck, and gathered his eyes to look over.

The transparency of the liquid in the stone jar is quite good, and Fengyun's vision is not only good, but also has very good penetrating power, so even if it is separated by a thick layer of liquid, it does not have much influence on him.

After a while, Fengyun had a bottom line about the true identity of the black matter.

Although the black matter of Anshe is very finely broken, a considerable part of it is about to become powder, only a small part of the particles are slightly larger, but only the size of sesame seeds, but it still makes Fengyun see through.

Their true identity should be the skin of the ugly fruit, or more accurately, the product of the smashed skin of the ugly fruit.

The key to Fengyun's recognition of their identities lies in the larger particles. Although the largest of them is not much larger than that in Sesame, who makes Fengyun's eyesight so good? He was surprised to find from them. Some characteristics similar to the ugly fruit peel.

Of course, Feng Yun can recognize them. From a certain point of view, he takes advantage of it, because a lot of ugly fruit peels were piled up on the stone slab covering the stone jar not long ago, which makes it easy for him to remove them. Connect with it.

As for the identity of the golden liquid in the stone jar that looked very similar to honey, after Feng Yun recognized the black substance at the bottom of the jar, the answer was already in sight.

It should be the ugly fruit peel that was soaked after being crushed, but given its concentration, it is likely that the ugly fruit peel has been soaked many times, and it should have been stored for a longer time, and part of the water has evaporated.

Feng Yun didn't really want to know whether his speculation was correct, at least not in a hurry. What he really wanted to know was why the owner of this underground space made such a thing.

Obviously, it was not made at random, and not to mention that it takes a long time to make a golden liquid, and it takes a long time to hide it. It is enough to show how much it attaches to it.

From this, it is not difficult for Fengyun to draw a conclusion that the golden liquid is very important to the owner of this underground space. But what it needs it to do, Fengyun can't figure it out for a while.

In fact, Fengyun wanted to find out the effect of golden liquid, there is a very simple and effective method, that is, he personally tasted.

Feng Yun did have this idea, but he didn't think about putting it into practice, because he couldn't confirm whether it was poisonous.

Although according to his observations, it should come from, at least its main component should come from the ugly fruit peel, and for the ugly fruit peel, although he has not eaten it, he thinks it should be non-toxic.

The problem is that Fengyun cannot confirm that its creator has not added other things to it. Even if it does not, he cannot guarantee that he will not be harmed if he tastes it.

It may be harmless to its creator, but it is his turn to taste it, but the possibility of poisoning is not ruled out. After all, they belong to two completely different races.

After thinking about it, Fengyun re-covered the slate and moved back the pile of ugly fruit peels, completely covering it.

After checking it again, after confirming that there was no problem, Feng Yun walked out of the underground space and jumped to the ground as if he was about to leave, but he soon showed a somewhat worried expression.

After a little hesitation, Fengyun took action and refilled the excavated soil until the underground space was invisible, and it was covered with a thick layer of soil.

Feng Yun patted the soil on his hands, returned to King Rock Insect's side, tucked his toes under him, and picked it up slightly, straddling it tightly for two steps, and lifted it up. Both hands just held the body of the falling Rock Insect King.

Feng Yun held it with his hands in this way and walked away. His appearance looked a bit Chinese. It would make people connect him with the ant, an ant struggling to carry a large bug.

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