Dragon Zero

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Bing Zhixie touched his pocket, and there was nothing in it, and even the change in it disappeared: "Falled? Did it fall in the underground river? Or was it somewhere else?" He looked carefully a few times after getting the golden palm After entering the jungle, I didn't pay attention to it, and I don't know where it fell. This vast forest, and the underground river with black holes, can never be found again. This is no different from finding a needle in a haystack: "Forget it, it’s useless anyway. Since the thing was found here, there is something similar here. thing."

He walked along a river extending from the ground. This river was not at the very center of the bottom of the pit valley. It came out from under another big tree, and only a short section was exposed.

Bing Zhixie found that the roots of these big trees were not buried deep in the ground, and many root branches were half buried, half hidden, one exposed and half buried in the soil. The trunk of the big tree here is not a straight post like the trunk of a poplar. It is made up of many branches and branches, and the branches are very vines and look very old.

When I approached Bingzhixie, I realized that it wasn't just the big tree. There were several small trees next to the trunk of the big tree.

These small trees are very thin, they are only a little taller than two people, and the trunk is only the thickness of an adult's arm. Compared with the towering trees next to them, it is really small and cute. The leaves of this tree are pink. At first glance, it was thought to be petals. Its crown is not very lush. It looks like a large potted plant in some hotels and shopping malls. It is no longer easy to survive under such a huge tree with developed trees. I am afraid it will be difficult to grow up.

After walking for a while, Bing Zhixie came under the second tree, and he saw that there were also pink little trees under the big tree, and the number was four as he had just seen. Looking at the four small trees, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. Why is there such a small tree growing under each big tree, and there are exactly four of them? If it is a coincidence, this is also a bit coincident.

He confirmed it again around the tree. It was indeed four trees, and he said: "Does every small tree here surround four small trees like this? Or did I not pay attention to it before, there are not four trees there?" This point, as long as you go down to another big tree to know, he immediately went to the direction of the next tree.

The big trees here are separated from each other, and each is about a few hundred meters apart. Bing Zhixie stopped suddenly when he walked. He looked back at the previous two trees. The second tree was still clear. The first tree was a bit far away, but its outline was still visible. He found that the distance between the trees seems to be the same, and the three trees are not in a straight line, but they form a 90-degree right angle.

Bing Zhixie's heart moved, and quickly hovered in the air. There are no shelters around here, although the light is dim, but it is very balanced, and the distant trees can also see a blurry shadow. He immediately saw that the trees here did not grow randomly, but were arranged in a square shape, with four trees on each side, plus the largest one in the middle of the square, for a total of 13 trees.

And he also discovered that the black boulders here always felt weird, because although they were scattered in various places in the pit valley, they never had two stones next to each other. He flew up to the sky to see that the adjacent black boulders are all arranged at the same distance. They are like a triangle that is continuously overlapping. All adjacent stones are equidistant.

"Strange." Bing Zhixie muttered. Strangely, everything in this pit looks strange. Everything here is obviously not something that nature can generate: "What the **** do you want to hide? Or do you mean...what does he want people to discover?"

He, of course, refers to the person who made all this before him, or those people. The strange layout here clearly has some secrets.

Bing Zhixie did not fall back to the ground, he flew straight towards the largest tree in the middle. Now that weirdness is everywhere, the most prominent place in the middle is naturally the weirdest place.

The closer you fly, the more you can feel the size of this tree. Bing Zhixie remembered a legend. He couldn’t remember what the content of the legend was. He only knew it was heard in the tavern when he was very young. It was a legend about a giant tree. He listened to those adventures at that time. The author described the giant tree and was shocked in his heart. Now the impression of what appeared in front of him made him feel very unreal.

There are many hanging catkins hanging on the tree. Most banyan trees have such characteristics. Bingzhixie flies between the vertical strips, to some like the tree fairy flower demon flying in the nest. But most of those stories are beautiful and pleasant stories, but here, I just feel weird. The ugly tree in front of me seems to be a huge twisted demon, which rules this place. But there are no pink trees around this big tree.

The surroundings were still very quiet, so quiet that I could only hear the sound of the leaves on the top of the tree that were blown by the wind. Isn't it strange that there is no bird coming to the nest for such a big tree?

Bingzhixie fell on the roots of the tree. A part of the root system of the banyan tree was exposed. They were twisted into a ball. From time to time, some hollows made of roots and branches, black inside, were scary. He remembers that in certain tribal cultures, he likes to put shrines in the roots of this huge banyan tree, usually worshipping the tree **** or the tree spirit king, and some are very evil living sacrifices. Eighteen-year-old boys and girls were tied naked in a circle around the tree, and then cut their blood vessels to make the tree roots full of blood. Those children can still see their blood drain before the death, which is terrible.

I looked around and found nothing strange. Bing Zhixie thought, if there is something here, either hidden in a tree or buried in the ground, as long as some clues can be found, it will be easier to handle.

Of course, it’s hard to find from the tree. This pit is so big, it’s difficult to find every piece of land, but there are only 13 big trees here.

Thirteen, this is not an auspicious number.

Trees are big, not all big trees have many branches, but the banyan tree is different, the crown of the banyan tree can be ranked the most among the trees. Its canopy is like a big umbrella that supports the sky. For many centuries old banyan trees, the crown cover is already very large. Those old people like to sit under the shady old banyan tree when the weather is hot. Rocking chair sat cool, telling grandchildren some interesting stories.

Generally, for large trees with prosperous crowns, their root systems will be more prosperous.

Bing Zhixie flew among countless branches, and he didn't find anything. Everything here was normal except for abnormal ones. But he still found something irrelevant to what he was looking for. He saw a lot of fruit on this tree. This fruit is relatively large, oval, like a large olive, because it is green. At first glance Did not notice.

Seeing the fruit, Bingzhixie's stomach was a little hungry. When he came, he brought some food, but not much. He ate it up all day yesterday, and even tossed the food. He wanted to be a jungle here anyway, so he was not worried about finding food. It was just that he had never seen the big fruit in front of him, and he didn’t know if he could eat it. When I cut it with an ice knife, the outer layer was green, and the skin gradually became shallower. There was a white crumb inside, and some black silky things. I smelled a peculiar fragrance.

Throwing away the fruit, Bingzhixie jumped off the tree. He had to find things and eat food. He stepped on the empty tread and ran to the edge of the pit valley. But just jumped off the tree, and not far away, I saw a group of people coming in the distance...

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