I nodded, and the second uncle lit another cigarette and said, "You read no less than me. Have you read Qin Shihuang's original chronicle?"

I nodded. "Records of the Grand Historian" is a compulsory practice for antiques, so I naturally read it. He continued: "Where is the "Book of Han"?"

I nodded again and said, "Have you discovered that? These emperors in ancient China all had a routine. Whether it is the big emperor, the little emperor, the grass-headed emperor or the orthodox royal family, after success and peace in the world, they will inevitably have an act, that is, seek immortality."

"It is not surprising that pursuing eternal life is the ultimate dream of the emperor. If I don't have to worry about spending money in my life, kill whoever I want, and marry whoever I want, then my only pursuit is probably to continue this kind of life." I echoed.

The second uncle ignored it and just continued, "If you open the history books, you will find that this convention is really too difficult to break, and the more the founding emperor, the more he became, the more he became. Qin Shihuang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang..." He paused, "Generations come, dozens of countries have changed, the title has changed, and even, he doesn't even need to call the emperor, and the convention has not been broken."

I nodded, it is true. Human nature remains unchanged. No matter where you stand, you will see death approaching you when you reach a certain point.

"However, the so-called secrets and legends of immortality are closer to modern times. Many emperors believe that clues of immortality exist in the tombs and burials of ancient alchemists, so there will naturally be some teams to help the emperor conduct field exploration. Such teams often sell dog meat on the head of sheep, and use some existing corporations as cover." He looked at me and smiled, "And the people in these teams were the most powerful masters in the folk that night. Since ancient times, many of the local masters, the immortals of the north and south, and the lieutenants of the gold-study school were recruited to eat public food. At some point, under the pressure of power, you can't help but not be loyal to you, and you can only bow your head for the sake of your family."

"However, this kind of thing is always shameful, so these people in the past dynasties have no good ending in the end. In addition, in this team, there are always people who want to get rid of the omnipresent control, and the fact that immortality is not only attractive to emperors and generals, but also a huge temptation to these seekers. When they really find some clues, they will inevitably have their own thoughts in their hearts."

"They often tell their brothers or family members that these family members have seen storms and waves and are very brave, so they will have some plans to implement these ideas. Some of these plans fail, some succeed, and some do not know whether it is a failure or success, but what is certain is that once discovered, then the end of these people will come."

He stopped and hooked my shoulder and said, "However, some plans can be hidden for a long time, or even changed dynasties. By this time, the two sides had reached a certain consensus and no one wanted it to be exposed." As he said that, he looked at me again, "especially 'it'."

I dare not say that I fully understood the story of Uncle Second, but I understood what he wanted to say.

To be honest, I never thought that things like this are behind the situation. No wonder Brother Chu told me that he could not continue to investigate. In silence, he connected what his second uncle said to me with some of my previous speculations, and found that many things became reasonable at once.

I asked, "So, what's happening here is also one of the activities carried out by 'it'?"

The second uncle nodded: "I'm afraid so, so I knew the existence of this village very early. When I heard Pan Zi say that you were here, I felt something was wrong and immediately asked him to bring people over. Any place where those people went must be extremely dangerous."

"Do you know, what's going on here? What exactly are those things?" I asked my second uncle.

He thought for a while and said, "Those may be Milota."

"Milodo? What's that?"

"Milotuo is the ancestor of the Yao people. In their myth, their first goddess was born from the mountains. I guess the blame monsters are the prototype of Miluotuo." He took out an iron block from his pocket. "The first time this goddess created a man was the iron man, but the gods of the Iron Box Goddess were incompatible and failed. At that time, those miners used iron sealing stones to seal the stones, obviously they were all Yao people who had heard of this legend, and you probably should be the same."

I nodded. Uncle Er continued, "As for how this thing came about, I'm afraid no one knows. According to your description, this thing is very similar to a religious ceremony. You are treated as a sacrifice and waiting there. Those things exist deep in the bottom of the mountain, and it will take a long time to make it. I feel that what you encounter may have been arranged by someone else."

He had the same feeling, proving that my intuition was correct, but I said, "But, I said, there is no outlet for that mine."

He thought for a while, patted me and said, "I told you before that what has happened has happened, no matter what the phenomenon you see, it has happened. Since you have entered, there must be an entrance. If you can't find it, you can't say it doesn't exist. The entrance must be there."

I smiled bitterly. When the fat man said this before, I also thought this way, but if I can't find it, I can't find it.

Uncle Er’s intercom suddenly rang, and he picked it up, and just huh a few times and then hung it off. I continued to ask, why did he come to me to bring so many people? This is too exaggerated! What are they doing by the lake now?

The second uncle looked ashen and said, "There are some things. This time, it's a blessing to have you, otherwise we really can't find this place. As for the purpose of coming here, I can't tell you now. When the matter is confirmed, you will naturally know." He looked at his watch, "The things here have just begun, and we don't have much time."

"Is it related to Uncle San? Or, it's about 'it'?" I asked.

The second uncle smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, you will know how insignificant the things you have experienced are actually. Don't ask now, and don't ask. If you want to find the guy's past, just go find it. But please don't come here. I'm different from the third brother, and I won't let you do it randomly."

The second uncle didn't say anything to me. Unlike the third uncle, I wouldn't talk to him, it would be useless. He would do what he said, and would tell me if he said things were confirmed, and he would never go back on his word.

He said he would stay here for a while, so I could wait here and go to other places to take a walk. However, he would report his whereabouts at any time in the future and would not let me run around anymore.

Because I was thinking about Fatty and Man Youbo, I left the village a week later and went to the hospital in Fangchenggang. Yuncai and Agui took me to find their ward, and neither of them was fine.

He said, in fact, the injuries suffered by both of them were not fatal, they just lost too much blood and had an infection. Fortunately, their physique was very good. I used incense ash to stop bleeding and also isolated the effects of bacteria, so I saved it after only blood transfusion. Those incense ash were really critical. If they shed so much blood with one more palm, even the Daluo god might not be able to take care of it.

I learned to stop bleeding by using incense ash to listen to Shan Tianfang’s storytelling. I didn’t expect it to work. It seems that I really have to listen to storytelling more.

When I saw the fat man, I almost cried. After a few days, he had fat back again, and it didn't look like he had just left the Hall of Hell.

When the fat man saw Yuncai coming, he couldn't find Bei anymore and wanted to get out of bed and claim that he was immortal.

They probably asked me about the situation afterwards, and I told you how I stuffed the fat man’s intestines and how I dragged them out from there.

The fat man was stunned after hearing this, saying no wonder he always felt that his intestines were incorrect recently, and he burped when he thought about defecation, saying, "Don't stuff me back."

As we talked about this, we started talking about the whole thing. I took out a piece of paper and showed it to them. I used to draw the plane of the Bar Guzhai as I remembered.

But there was no result in this discussion, so the fat man clamored to take us to have a doctor's meal.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement in the clouds. When I looked back, I found that she was looking at the floor plan at the bottom of the lake. She had no reaction at all, and was obviously attracted by something.

I was a little surprised that the floor plan was easy, but there was nothing good to look at. I looked at the fat man, and the fat man asked her: What's wrong, big girl.
Chapter completed!