Live treasure appraisal: Netizens asked me how to open the bronze door

Chapter 89 Lei Luotian’s Immortal Residence!
During their last chat, he confirmed that the information about the longitude and latitude of the Warring States Tomb was deliberately revealed by this guy.

He waited for a while, but found that the other party did not reply to the message.

"What an unlucky guy!"

He sighed inwardly. Although the other party did not reply to the message, he could still guess that the other party had most likely followed the four secret words and went to find Li Chunfeng's ancient tomb!

But it was obviously in vain!
He has studied these four secret codes, and these four secret codes are actually secrets within secrets!

In modern terms, it is double encryption!
Yin-Yang Seal is just the first and most superficial layer!
You only need to understand Yin-Yang Seal to translate it.

Of course, this layer alone is enough to kill 99 percent of the people!

After translating into readable text and refining and analyzing it, you will find that the information contained in these four sentences is actually independent and fragmented!
It is impossible to successfully interpret it simply based on the literal meaning!
More information is needed to assist!

That’s the second layer of encryption!

Take the last sentence that has been interpreted, "天供蛇柏米" for example.

This sentence can be divided into three parts: Tianshou, Shebai, and Mi!
Tianshou refers to the ability bestowed by heaven, Shebai refers to the Hydra cypress, and Mi refers to the fruit!
Because of the lack of relevant information.

The information interpreted is naturally invalid.

It was just that the Third Master was lucky. He accidentally found the location information of the Warring States Tomb and the snake cypress tree. Otherwise, this layer of encryption would never be decrypted!

The same goes for the other three sentences!
If there is no relevant information to assist in the interpretation, it is useless!

After waiting for a while, the other party still didn't reply.

He shook his head and stopped waiting.

Today’s live broadcast hasn’t started yet.

Although it’s not six o’clock yet, I stopped streaming two hours earlier yesterday, so I have to catch up~
In the yellow sand of Mobei.

The sandstorm seems to be getting stronger.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is pitch dark.

Zhou Cheng and his companions hid behind a big rock.

"Third Master!"

"Bah bah bah!"

Terry took a puff of his cigarette and spit out a mouthful of sand.

He looked at Zhou Zeyi: "This is called stealing a chicken but losing the rice!"

The third master had a dark face.

The tall and thin man raised his head: "What do you mean?"

Terry snorted: "Aren't we trying to get something for nothing?"

"I see, that Fairy Song has the same plan!"

"It's all right now. That girl is gone, and I don't know where Fatty Han has gone."

"This damn place is like a no-man's land. There's no point in looking for an ancient tomb!"

"Cuckoo!"

The tall and thin man also sighed: "It's four o'clock now. If it gets dark, there will be no clues."

He glanced at the yellow sky and said, "So we have to spend the night here?"

“It will kill people.”

"Sniff~"

"Sniff~"

He suddenly covered his nose: "What's that smell?"

"So smelly?"

The Third Master also suddenly raised his head, his expression slightly changed: "It seems to be the stench of a corpse!"

Zhou Cheng was surprised: "Who died here?"

He stood up and looked around: "One, two, three, four."

"Is everyone here?"

Terry, who was squatting behind a rock, suddenly said, "Stop counting. I have a stomachache and need to go to the toilet."

The tall and thin man's face changed drastically: "Don't do it here!"

"I plan to sleep here tonight!"

Zhou Cheng also looked disgusted: "Uncle Tai, can you have some manners?"

"If you want to urinate or defecate anywhere, you have to choose a place far away!"

Terry covered his stomach with an embarrassed look on his face: "Hey, it was just a strong wind and I got lost~"

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of dirt fell in front of him, and the annoyed voice of the Third Master came: "Get away from me!"

Terry: “Okay!”

Seeing Terry's shadow sticking up behind the stone, Zhou Cheng sighed, feeling somewhat hopeless. He glanced at Zhou Zeyi, who was still drawing on the sand with a small branch, and said, "Uncle San, can you find the way back to the hotel?"

The Third Master glanced at him and said, "Since you're already here, why are you going back?" Zhou Cheng was surprised and asked, "Do you really want to spend the night here?"

“We are not camels!”

The Third Master snorted: "I think you spent those years in college for nothing."

"This is Mobei. It won't be dark until ten o'clock!"

Zhou Cheng: “Oh.”

"I forgot."

The Third Master blinked, as if recalling something: "The girl on the road said that there were two sentences in the letter that Li Chunfeng gave to the ancestors of the Song family: the soul is buried in the sky, and the bones are buried in the yellow sand!"

“Although I warned the ancestors of the Song family not to look for him.”

"But I always feel that there is some connection between these two sentences and the four secret words."

Zhou Cheng raised his eyelids: "What's the connection?"

"Yellow sand?"

The Third Master nodded: "More than that!"

"And Jiuxiao!"

Seeing that Zhou Cheng didn't seem to understand, he explained: "The yellow sand corresponds to the yellow sand in the three thousand feet of yellow sand, and Jiuxiao corresponds to the Thunder Falling Heaven Immortal Residence."

"Isn't it that thunder falls from the sky?"

Zhou Cheng was surprised: "What's the use of that?"

The Third Master's expression suddenly froze as he was thinking: "It seems to be of no use"

The tall, thin man with a depressed look suddenly stood up and said, "We can't stay here anymore!"

"This damn weather is getting colder and colder."

"I've experienced hypothermia before."

"At first I didn't feel anything at all, and by the time I felt something was wrong it was all over."

"The Third Master has already started to talk nonsense. This is not a good sign!"

Third Master: “.”

Just as they were silent.

Another foul smell came.

Zhou Cheng felt like he couldn't even open his eyes. Just as he was about to start cursing, he suddenly felt that smell coming closer!

"Third Master!"

"Big nephew!"

"What do you think this is?"

Zhou Cheng looked at Terry, who was holding up his pants with one hand and a rusty copper sheet with the other, and felt that his fist was about to go out of control.

"Where did you get it?"

The Third Master took the copper piece, took a look at it, and suddenly looked at him in surprise.

Tai Li chuckled, then pulled up his pants and said to Zhou Cheng with a proud look on his face: "Is your uncle Tai awesome?"

“You can find antiques in the bathroom!”

"Right where I pulled, there's more!"

The Third Master glanced behind the stone and suddenly walked over quickly.

Hearing the sound of several people approaching, Zhou Cheng opened his eyes with a look of disgust.

The sky in the distance seemed to be getting darker. "Doesn't it get dark at ten o'clock?"

He walked quickly to the three of them and said, "Uncle San, is the sky getting dark?"

Upon hearing this, the Third Master suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky in confusion.

The tall and thin man narrowed his eyes: "It does seem to be a little darker."

“Especially in the northwest direction.”

"Isn't the west where the sun sets?"

"The darkness should also start from the east, right?"

The Third Master blinked, his face suddenly darkened: "Maybe the thundercloud is coming."

Zhou Cheng was stunned: "Thundercloud?"

The tall and thin man's expression also changed slightly: "It can't be such a coincidence, right?"

Terry, however, didn't care: "As the saying goes, when there is thunder, there will be rain, Leo~"

"Hold an umbrella when it rains, Leo~"

He suddenly stopped and looked at the three people with a strange expression: "Lei Luotian Immortal Residence?"

(End of this chapter)