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Ding Ning bypassed the orchard, but continued to walk forward.
It is estimated that this is the back garden set up by the owner of the tomb to decorate the ancient tomb. Unexpectedly, these plants mutated without seeing sunlight.
Ding Ning walked through half of the orchard and came to the middle of the orchard, where there was actually a bigger tree.
It looks very old, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and vines as thick as wrists are wrapped around the trunk. It seems to be nearly ten meters high.
It was also covered with black fruits. When Ding Ning saw the appearance of the fruits, his pupils shrank, because these fruits looked like a baby sitting upright.
What can be compared with it is probably the ginseng fruit in Journey to the West, but this fruit is black.
Ding Ning did not expect to be able to see this kind of fruit with his own eyes. As for whether this tree is the legendary ginseng fruit tree, it is unknown.
"This kind of tree is so similar. Could it be that the owner of this tomb also believes in metaphysics?" Ding Ning asked doubtfully.
Otherwise, how could a normal person plant a tree similar to a ginseng fruit tree in the back garden of his grave?
In ancient times, not to mention emperors, even princes and generals hoped that they could achieve Taoism and become immortals, so this explanation is reasonable. As for whether they can live forever after eating the fruit, it is unknown.
Even if it grows into such a dark and weird fruit, Ding Ning will not be able to eat it.
"I don't know where Fatty and Liu Xu went. If the two of them are here, maybe they know what this thing is."
Although Ding Ning didn't dare to take the fruit away, he had a mobile phone, so he could take a picture of it and show it to them.
It was too dark here, so Ding Ning simply turned on the flash, and then pressed the shutter, and the ginseng fruit trees were photographed.
Ding Ning clicked on the photo to see what the effect would be, but found a white figure on the ginseng fruit tree.
This made Ding Ning shudder. He picked up the flashlight and shone it on the ginseng fruit tree.
With a flash of light, Ding Ning finally saw the white figure, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a white weasel.
No, to be precise, it was more like a ferret, with a body as thick as a human arm.
After it felt a strong sense of light, it immediately left the ginseng fruit tree, and Ding Ning was sure that the white shadow he saw just now was the ferret.
"What else are you running for?"
Ding Ning quickly chased after it, followed the ferret through the orchard, and came to a new place where all the trees had dried up.
Looking carefully, there is a small river in front of it, and there is a family on the opposite side of the small river.
Ding Ning was sure that this was a family, and the courtyard was an ancient Shenzhai courtyard.
There are two pale lanterns hanging at the door, which looks very strange, but this is obviously an ancient tomb, how could there be a courtyard?
Moreover, Ding Ning also heard the sound of laughter coming from that side, the family seemed to be still holding banquets.
"No, no, did I fall into a hallucination too? This is a hallucination, it must be a hallucination." Ding Ning just felt strange, and his back felt chills.
If this is an illusion, then you have to wake up, and you must not be confused.
Ding Ning pinched his thigh hard, forcing himself to wake up.
"what……"
Pain came from his thigh, but when Ding Ning looked over there, the courtyard was still there.
Ding Ning just felt that something was wrong. He had no solution to the illusion. Huamanlou and the others knew it, but Ding Ning didn't know it.
"Then let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!"
Ding Ning felt that standing still was not an option, it was better to go over to find out.
Finally, he crossed the river and came to the gate of the courtyard. Unexpectedly, the gate opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in the Republic of China came out, wearing a small round cap.
He saw Ding Ning standing at the gate of the courtyard, and asked, "Who are you, are you also the guest invited by the master tonight?"
"what?"
Ding Ning looked puzzled, how could there be a servant here, and asked himself if he was a guest.
Ding Ning didn't know how to answer, so he nodded with a smile, "Yes."
All this is so real, like a real mansion, even Ding Ning can't tell the truth from the fake.
"In this case, please wait a moment at the door, sir, and I will go in and inform my master."
"Okay, trouble."
After waiting for a few minutes, a middle-aged man in a tunic came out and asked, "My friend from afar, how did you find this place?"
"Before that, I have a question, why do you live here?" Ding Ning asked.
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The middle-aged man suddenly laughed and explained, "That's right. Our ancestors came here a hundred years ago. They were fleeing the war. We couldn't go out, so we lived here for generations."
"You have lived here for hundreds of years? But here is obviously..."
Ding Ning suddenly felt shuddering, hiding in this ancient tomb in order to escape the chaos of war, isn't it a bit too intrusive.
"Yes, although this is an ancient tomb, it is very safe. Since you are here, why don't you come in and have a drink?"
Ding Ning was invited into the mansion, and as expected, a banquet had already been set up in the courtyard.
The middle-aged man smiled, "Today is my youngest son's full moon wine, and I invited all the neighbors here."
"Congratulations! Congratulations!"
Ding Ning smiled, but felt that he still had to be careful.
This place is really weird. A mansion located in the middle of an ancient tomb is really unsettling.
And Ding Ning also found a very strange thing, except for the owner and housekeeper here, that is, the people who saw Ding Ning at the door, the others seemed not surprised at Ding Ning's arrival, and it could even be said that they turned a blind eye.
Moreover, all the delicacies of mountains and seas were placed on the banquet, but there was no trace of fragrance.
"Sir, may I ask your surname?" Ding Ning asked.
"My surname is Wan, and my ancestors were a rich man. They moved here because of the war. These are villagers who fled with us. We have lived here for generations and have never gone out." Patriarch Wan replied.
"Then do you know where your master's place is?"
"I know, but it doesn't matter, since you are here, you are our guest, and we will entertain you with the most premium drinks."
Master Wan raised his wine glass and said with a smile, "It's such a pleasure to have a friend come from afar, I toast you!"
"No need, I don't drink at all." Ding Ning politely declined.
Ding Ning knew that he had fallen into an illusion, so he didn't dare to drink these drinks, what if there was poison or other things in them.
"It's okay, that's fine, that's fine." Patriarch Wan didn't make things difficult for Ding Ning either.
"boom!!!"
The door of the mansion was knocked open, and a man in combat uniform rushed in.
The man's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he seemed a little delirious. Ding Ning looked over there, a little surprised. This man was Lei Ting who ran away earlier. Unexpectedly, he was still alive and found this place.
"Horse riders, what are you doing, tell me how to get out." Lei Ting roared.
"Bang Bang Bang!!!"
As he said that, Lei Ting shot directly at a few people, hitting a few people who were eating.
After those people were pierced, they didn't bleed, didn't they show any expressions, and they were still eating as if nothing had happened.
"Everyone who comes is a guest, a glass of wine, a love..."
Sitting next to Ding Ning, Master Wan finished speaking leisurely, then smiled at Ding Ning, and then his whole body became stiff, turning into a paper-stitched man in front of Ding Ning's eyes.
"Ouch!"
Ding Ning suddenly felt pain in his shoulder, as if he had been bitten by something, and the pain instantly woke him up.
Ding Ning felt like he was grabbing the little thing that bit him, but he didn't expect it to be the little ferret.
The little guy wanted to run after biting someone, Ding Ning looked around, the environment here has also changed, this is indeed a courtyard, but it is not the same as when Ding Ning came in just now, although it is not dilapidated, it is full of spider webs .
The people who were eating just now were also a group of people made of paper, some were toasting and drinking, some were pouring wine to welcome guests, their behavior was exactly the same as what Ding Ning saw just now.
Ding Ning felt cold from head to toe. After a long time of evaporation, the wine had already lost the smell of alcohol, not to mention the table on the dining table, which had already rotted and disappeared.
Lei Ting over there seemed to be still in an illusion, maybe he had been hungry for too long, so he came to the dining table and grabbed the food and ate it into his mouth.
"hiss……"
Ding Ning looked at all this with a frown, and seemed to understand that this is a typical story of Peach Blossom Spring.
The owner of the tomb had long expected that he would not be able to avoid being disturbed by future generations, so he arranged such a magical magnetic field, and at the same time filled it with all kinds of delicious wine and food in exchange for his own peace.
Although it has been a long time and these drinks and delicacies are no longer edible, it has to be said that the owner of the tomb is thoughtful.
Ding Ning didn't help Lei Ting, the little ferret's fur was too slippery, it broke free from his grasp, and immediately chased after it in the direction it was fleeing.
Ding Ning chased all the way to the back door of the courtyard. He saw the little ferret waiting for him at the back door. Seeing Ding Ning appear, it ran away quickly.
Ding Ning returned to the tomb passage after passing through a pitch-black jungle.
After walking for half an hour, Ding Ning suddenly stopped. He seemed to hear the voice of Huamanlou.
"Where is it?" Ding Ning looked around and looked in the direction where the voice came from.
Ding Ning slowly approached there, and the flashlight shone through. He saw Hua Manlou sitting on the ground, holding a pile of small stones in his hands, and shouted excitedly, "I got rich, I got rich! So much gold!"
"He was also confused!"
Ding Ning hurried to Huamanlou, took out the water in his backpack, took a sip and sprayed it on Huamanlou's face.
"puff!!!"
"Clap clap clap!!!"
Then Ding Ning slapped him a few more times and said, "Fatty man, don't be confused, wake up!"
Hua Manlou shook his head in a daze, his eyes slowly recovered, and he looked up at Ding Ning with a blank expression.
"Eh? Why are you here? Why is the Daoist here? Where did the female ghost on your boy go?"
Ding Ning said with a black face, "What kind of female ghost! We are all under the hallucination."
"Illusions? How is this possible? This Taoist priest is invulnerable to all poisons. How could there be illusions that can confuse me."
"Come on, I'm still bragging. Just now you saw a ghost on me and ran away. I've been looking for you for three or four hours." Ding Ning said helplessly.
"Oh, I'll go..." Hua Manlou cursed, then looked at the pile of stones in her arms, threw them aside in disgust, and said, "This is too dangerous, how dare you use this kind of illusion to deceive you?" Ben Daoist."
"That's all right, all right, don't say these things are gone now, where is Liu Xu?"
"I don't know him. This kid probably also got an illusion. I don't know where he is talking about himself. Maybe he is dead?" Hua Manlou waved his hand indifferently, he didn't care about the life and death of such a small person.
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"Let's see if we can find him first. By the way, I encountered some outrageous things on the way here."
"What is it? Tell me about it."
"Let's go, let's talk as we go."
Ding Ning told Huamanlou about the orchard he passed by and the big trees he saw just now, and now he still shudders when he recalls what happened just now.
"Ginseng fruit tree? How is this possible? Only the world of mythology has that kind of thing." Hua Manlou smiled in disbelief, and said, "You must have seen it through an illusion."
Ding Ning quickly took out his phone, took out the photo, and handed it to Hua Manlou.
The guy's face changed instantly, and after taking a breath, he said, "Actually, this kind of ginseng fruit tree exists, but it is not as good as the myth said. Eating one can make you live forever, but this can't stop the ancients Pursue longevity."
"Then you mean that ginseng fruit trees exist in this world."
"There is indeed a ginseng fruit tree, but the way to cultivate it, I don't think you will want to hear it."
Hua Manlou always likes to talk halfway, so Ding Ning punched him directly, and said, "You'd better make it clear to me, otherwise I'll beat you, we've already come in here, you don't need to mess with me. It's gone."
"Actually... in ancient times, many people were cultivating ginseng fruit trees. Although they had some achievements, the way of cultivating ginseng fruit trees was also very cruel." Hua Manlou looked at Ding Ning again and asked, "Are you sure you want to listen?" ?”
"You have already talked about this, but you still don't tell me, what are you waiting for?"
"Okay! Then I'll tell you, to cultivate ginseng fruit trees, you must use babies within ten days as fertilizer. Ginseng fruit trees are originally a crooked way. Although the cultivated ginseng fruit has the effect of prolonging life, it is very difficult to cultivate. Difficult, so there are few records about ginseng fruit trees."
Ding Ning frowned and asked, "Are babies used as fertilizer?"
"That's right, after all, there is a saying in heretics that the birth of a baby represents life and death, and its vitality is extremely strong. It is used to cultivate ginseng fruit trees, and the ginseng fruit that grows absorbs the original vitality of the baby, thus achieving longevity. Effect."
Ding Ning gasped, and said, "Then this is not the same as eating babies, it's just a different way to eat them. These people are crazy about longevity!"
"Hmph... This is just for longevity. There are many people who have even more terrifying ideas than this, but there are no records."
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