portable space

It wasn't until the smell of decay and mold disappeared from the wind that Zhang Taiping took out his flashlight and went in. Ah Huang also jumped in, running ahead and acting as a pathfinder dog competently. Xiaoying and Xiaowu did not come in but walked in from the mountain.

It flew over the wall.

Inside was a passage that only allowed one person to pass through. Zhang Taiping, who had been walking on guard for three or four minutes, felt lucky that there was no such bloody incident on TV where the passage was full of hidden weapons.

After turning a corner, the flashlight is no longer needed, and the light from the outside can already shine in.

When we walked to the source of the light, we found a wooden board that had been blocked for many years and had rotted into a pile of sawdust. Use the three-point steel fork that you had been holding in your hand to separate the half-dead wooden board. Standing at the entrance of the cave, facing towards

Looking out, it is not on the ground, but halfway up a mountain wall. Fortunately, this mountain wall is not as smooth as the previous one, but has ten protruding blocks that can be used as a place to stay.

When he got down to the ground, if he hadn't known that he was in a mountain, Zhang Taiping would have thought he had entered someone else's courtyard.

At the outermost edge are two huge osmanthus trees. Even with a semi-professional eye like Zhang Taiping, it can be seen that these two osmanthus trees are at least three hundred years old, or even older, covering the courtyard.

The sky blocks out the sun. The flowering period has passed, but the afterglow of prosperity still lingers on it. It has not been taken care of for many years, and the bottom of the tree is covered with layers of rotten leaves.

As soon as Zhang Taiping approached the two osmanthus trees, the space began to greedily absorb the escaping spiritual energy surrounding the trees. The spiritual energy here was dozens or hundreds of times richer than that contained in the old tree stumps dug the day before yesterday. But Zhang Taiping

Taiping did not dare to collect it easily, so he could only do it slowly. The two trees must have been collected into the space. Now, it is too short to dig here with the power of one person, so it is not realistic. So I can only regret it.

Let these two trees continue to stay here. Fortunately, even if someone discovers these two trees in this deep mountain forest, they will be unlucky. Only Zhang Taiping would be so crazy that he would make such a big decision.

On a big tree that was impossible to move.

Not only could he not move the tree, he could not even patiently absorb the spiritual energy under the tree for the time being. Others were still waiting for him.

But just after absorbing the spiritual energy for a short time, there were complete changes in the space, and the space grew. Now Zhang Taiping is no longer sure that this is just a three-hundred-year-old osmanthus tree. He really doesn't believe that it is less than a thousand years old.

It has such a remarkable effect. Thousand-year-old osmanthus, thousand-year-old osmanthus! Zhang Taiping's heart surges just thinking about it.

But you still have to resist the urge to pick up a shovel and dig out the tree immediately, and you have to stop even absorbing the spiritual energy. The days are long, and no one can take this tree away from you.

Squatting under the tree, I opened a place covered by rotten leaves. Space is really a weapon for treasure hunting. There is a clump of old mountain ginseng hidden under the rotten leaves. The largest one is three fingers thick, and there are many stars around it.

Holding the moon is a circle of wild ginseng that is one size smaller.

Zhang Taiping could only sigh at the power of space and his own luck. This largest ginseng tree is hundreds of years old at least. In this era when a ginseng that is thirty or forty years old is a treasure, who can imagine that a ginseng that is thirty or forty years old is a treasure.

How valuable are centuries-old wild ginseng? Although Zhang Taiping is not very keen on the pursuit of money, it does not mean that he will turn a blind eye to precious treasures and leave them here. On the contrary, people who do not have much pursuit of money

They all have persistent pursuits for other things, such as morality and faith, but Zhang Taiping is obsessed with warm happiness and all kinds of strange treasures.

Pull a red silk thread from your clothes and tie it gently to the head of the largest wild ginseng. This is a ritual. The older generation said that the older wild ginseng has a spirit and will run away and hide when disturbed.

It won't come out again, and only by tying it with a red rope can it prevent escape. Of course, this is just the old generation's statement, which is a bit mysterious and has no scientific basis, but Zhang Taiping still tied the red silk thread before peeling the ginseng.

This is an attitude and a pious heart, as well as respect for nature.

After tying it up, the surrounding soil was soaked with space spring water. Zhang Taiping only dug out the largest one first, transplanted it to the land reserved for planting medicinal materials in space, and watered it with space spring water. See you later.

It grew well and did not wither because of the moved location. The soil and water were not suitable for the growing conditions and the growing conditions were insufficient. Therefore, several other larger ginseng trees were transplanted in accordance with the law. The rest were only small ginseng trees that were 20 or 30 years old. Zhang Taiping

It was not moved, and some space water was poured into it. Loving treasures does not mean that they will waste them, but they will cherish them. They do not forget the source of the treasures, and they do not rush to kill them all to complete the task, but leave the seeds.

After planting the ginseng, Zhang Taiping covered the remaining ginseng seedlings with rotten leaves to restore their original growth status.

Continuing a few steps further inside, there is an unfenced yard similar to a courtyard. It is full of weeds, but you can still see the tenacious and strange flowers dotted in it. Zhang Taiping did not stop in the yard and looked towards the stone house on the mountain wall.

Go.

There is a row of tea trees planted in front of the stone house. It is the kind of wild tea in the mountains. It is not well-known but can produce fresh tea flavor. In addition, these tea trees are intertwined with their roots. It is obviously related to the tea trees.

The two osmanthus trees are of the same age. Let’s not talk about the tea produced. Let’s just discuss that the forest can also become an antique for maintenance.

Zhang Taiping did not rush into the house, but took out a shovel and started digging out the tea trees. There was no time to dig out the huge old osmanthus trees, but it was much easier to dig out the small tea trees. Zhang Taiping only dug two and then gave up.

, one is that there is not enough time, and the other is that I don’t want to get things done. The tea tree originally belonged to this place. Although it is probably an ownerless thing, I still don’t want to think about and destroy the layout here.

The tea tree was planted into the space. Although the tree was small, it could not block the essence condensed for thousands of years. There was another rumbling change and expansion in the space. Zhang Taiping was not interested in paying attention to the changes in the space yet, so he packed up his shovel.

Pushing open the wooden door that was still intact, from the perspective of Zhang Taiping, who had studied carpentry for two years, this door was less than fifty years old. Although the simple push-type wooden door looked much older, it was still strong.

There was an indescribable smell in the house. If Zhang Taiping had been to the crematorium, he would know that it was the smell left over when the corpse was decomposing or reanimated. He opened the doorman's door and did not rush in. He stood at the door to let the air flow first.

Breathable, leaking out the turbid air and dirt inside.

The stone house is divided into three rooms. There is only one tea table in the middle hall. There is a set of tea sets on the table, which is a purple sand pot and a Lantian warm jade tea cup that have been popular in recent years. A painting of Panasonic herbal medicine hangs directly above the table.

The drawings are slightly yellow, a natural phenomenon that has not been taken care of for a long time. Zhang Taiping stood under the drawing and looked at the frame chart in the lower right corner, which was covered with four seal characters, which translated to "Old Man Lingding". Zhang Taiping said:

I'm not very familiar with antiquities. I only know that "Old Man Lingding" was one of the famous painter Shi Tao's titles in his later years in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. I don't know the value of this painting either. But I do like the tea set on the tea table.

The middle hall is so simple and clear. It can be seen that there once lived here a hermit with an indifferent personality and aloof from the world. He can judge people by their taste. He can calm down and taste tea. There is a picture of Panasonic medicinal herbs hanging on it. The former owner

He must have good taste and be a literati with cultural connotations.

Turning to the stone room on the left, the first thing that shocks people is a white skeleton on the red pine bed. The age cannot be too recent, and the righteousness and bedding on the body and the bed below have been turned into powder in the hourglass of time.

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Zhang Taiping stayed at the door for a while before stepping into the room. It was just a bedroom, as simple and monotonous as the central hall outside. There was only a bed and a cabinet, and nothing else. There was a high-quality rice paper on the bed to the right of the corpse.

The bound book was still holding a knife in his left hand, which had turned into bones.

Zhang Taiping picked up the rice paper book and opened it. Even though it was old, the ink marks were still clear. Even the filth in the room could not cover up the faint fragrance of ink on it. This is how it is said that it can emerge from the mud without being stained.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, from being sharp and sharp at the beginning to being wise, foolish, skillful and unworkable in the middle, and then returning to the ordinary in the end. The changing notes tell the story of the ups and downs of a former genius.

The opening sentence is this sentence: If you can be happy and stable, who would want to be homeless.

Zhang Taiping calmed down and carefully studied the review of his life by a twilight old man. The book owner claimed that his surname was Zhang, but he did not say his name. He only mentioned the nickname "Wu Fu" given by others, so he called himself Zhang Wu Fu. The young teacher had a famous family.

During the troubled times, he was famous all over the world for his left-handed sword skills. He was young and energetic, and he did things without leaving any room to offend many people. Then he devoted himself to serving the country and participating in the revolution. Unfortunately, the failure of the revolution affected his disciples and his family. The offended people added insult to injury one after another, and their families were destroyed! (As for those who participated,

What kind of revolutionary language can I not think about?) After that, he wandered around like a bereaved dog for ten years, focusing on perfecting his swordsmanship, killing all his enemies and running rivers of blood to tell hundreds of family members that their lives were at stake.

Drawings like hooks and swords come out from the paper). Killing all the enemies, Zimin has no father, no mother, no children, no grandchildren, no relatives and no friends. He has devoted himself to the anti-Japanese liberation war and other wars, and he did not hesitate to throw his head and blood. Ten steps

Killing a person without leaving a trace, he brushed off his clothes and went to hide his body and name. After liberation, he felt that there were signs of breakthroughs in his sword skills, so he put down the long sword and picked up the carved knife to try to find an opportunity for a breakthrough. But at the end of the day,

With feet like a chasm between the sky and a piece of paper, there is no way to cross the distance, but he has created a famous name in the sculpture world. However, something unexpected happened. In the 1970s, in the peaceful era, he was insulted and killed by the juniors.

No. Unable to bear the insults of a group of young people, I escaped into the mountains and never came out of the world. I never thought that it was a blessing in disguise, but my sword skills made a breakthrough here. Occasionally, I would go to the outside world to buy things I needed, but I felt that the world had already changed.

Earth-shaking changes have taken place, and I have become seriously out of touch with the world. So I live alone in the mountains with peace of mind. I am the only one who regrets that my sword skills have no companions for life. That’s all...