The Portal of Wonderland

“It turns out to be a combination of weapons, but the structure is so clear that it's not hard to build.” Zhao Ping glanced and understood Shi Lian's request and said.

“That's good, Brother Zhao use all the meteorites, the more weight the better.” Ishima relieved herself and said.

He wanted to build such a weapon because, on the one hand, he had practiced the wind chip knife technique, although it was a martial arts technique, but it had been used well for so many years.

On the other hand, it is because in the Red Monkey Fire Scripture, in addition to cultivating Famen, there is also a fine martial arts technique available to martial artists, which requires a stick to carry out.

In doing so, he was reminded of a detachable, long-handled weapon documented in the Bell Industry Secret, complete with knives and sticks, both of which could be reconciled.

In addition, a wide range of long-weapon attacks, if both heavy and heavy enough, can provide greater advantages in combat.

“However, the smelting of meteoroids is complex and time-consuming, and although I have previous experience with black knives, I estimate it will take up to two months as soon as possible.” Zhao Pingliously shrugged, adding.

“No problem, I'll pick it up in two months. As for all expenses during this period, I will give you the original amount afterwards, and the reward will not disappoint you.” Shi Mu smiled and stood up.

“Brother Shi, where you speak, you are now a noble person and can visit my blacksmith shop, it is a living sign, no reward needed!” Zhao Pinglian shook his hand and hurried to dismiss him.

Shi Muhaha laughed and did not make any excuses. He chatted with Zhao Ping and got up and said goodbye.

Out of the blacksmith's shop, Ishima sighed, not returning to the cave, but heading towards Mount 13.

On this new weapon, he will naturally also burn the array of symbols, and he will need some venom to transform the golden lizard.

An hour later, Shi Mu again came outside the residence of Uncle Ju's stone building.

He was about to knock on the door, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled and his eyes fell on the ground in front of the stone door.

The dust on the ground was so dense that no trace of any footprints could be seen in front of the door. Looking at the situation, I'm afraid no one has been in or out of the house for nearly a month.

“Has Uncle Ju been locked up in the house all these days?” The heart of Ishima speculates.

“Uncle Ju, the disciple Shi Mu has business to visit!” He knocked on the door and raised his voice to shout.

After a moment of waiting, there seemed to be no response in the door.

Ishima frowned and shouted a few more times. She could only hear the roaring wind at the top of the peak in her ears.

“No?” Before he went to hide the scriptures, Uncle Ju wasn't there either.

Ishima hesitated for a moment, pressed her hand against the door and pushed gently.

The door was not locked, but the stone door, which did not appear to be thick, was unusually heavy for some reason.

It took almost 50% of the force to open the stone door slowly and make a squeaky friction sound.

The entrance is a hall, but the light is rather dim.

“Is Uncle Ju here? The disciple took the liberty of visiting!” He stood at the door and did not enter immediately, shouting again.

“Has anyone finally arrived? I'm starving to death... Oops...” A dull voice came out of the depths of the hall with weakness.

Shi Mu shrugged, the voice was hoarse, but he still heard the voice master.

“Colour? ”

He walked in and a thin layer of dust fell in the hall, as if no one had moved for a long time.

Ishima followed the sound and came to the corner of the hall, hanging a golden cage with a colored parrot squatting inside, just like Colour.

“I remember you, you're the stone man! ”

Colour's feathers look gloomy at this moment, but as soon as he sees the stone pasture, he immediately lifts his head and his voice is filled with excitement.

“My name is Ishima.” Shi Liam shrugged, some crying correction.

“Ishimura is Ishimura, you can call anything! Let me out, give me some water and some food, but I haven't tasted water in over a decade.” Colour shouted with wings.

Ishimae frowned slightly and did not open the cage and put the parrot out.

He waved out a water bag, filled the sink with water, then took out some black nuts and threw them away.

The nuclei of these shuttlefruits were purchased by hand in a small shop prior to the arrival of the stone herd and were intended to be fed to the parrot.

Caier shouted excitedly, couldn't wait to pounce on it, drank large mouths of water, soon drank half of the water in the sink, and then swallowed several black nut wolves like tigers, which stopped.

“Gaga! Almost starved me to death. I'm so comfortable eating.” Colour was full of food and drink and patted his chest with his wings, his eyes squinting comfortably into a fine stitch, screaming.

“What happened here? How come nobody's been here for a long time, Uncle Ju?” Ishima asked.

“You said that fat son of a bitch, he went to the underground secret room a month ago and he hasn't come out yet. It's so unreliable, he almost starved me to death!” Colour's anger rushed and he kept repeating what he almost starved to death.

Ishima heard this, her complexion slightly changed, there is a hidden feeling in her heart.

“Do you know what Uncle Ju is doing down there?” He muttered for a moment, asking.

“How would I know!” Caier shouted ill-humoredly, then yelled to let Ishima release him.

Ignoring the noisy parrot, Ishima thought for a while and stepped in front of a wall deep in the hall.

The last time he followed Uncle Ju into the underground secret room, he entered from here.

A light bang!

Shi Mu recalls the last time Uncle Ju opened the secret room, his palms were slapped in a place on the wall.

Nothing happened...

“Gaga!” Behind them came the roaring noise of parrots.

“Do you know how to open the Chamber of Secrets door?” Shi Mu turned to look at the past.

“Of course I know. If you want me to tell you, let me out first.” The parrot shouted proudly.

Stone herd sighed silently and opened the golden bird cage.

The parrot's wings snapped and burst out of the cage, soothing the musculoskeletal swirl in the lobby, the excited wow shouted for a while, which slowly fell.

“Well, now tell me how to open the Chamber of Secrets door.” Shi Liam Dao.

“For what it's worth compared to that fat guy, I'll tell you.” The parrot's wings flashed and fell on the shoulders of the stone pasture.

“The chubby chicken is like a mouse. The opening setting of the entrance to the secret chamber is complicated. It takes multiple organs to open at the same time. You just shot the right spot, but you didn't stand correctly under your feet.” Parrot said proudly.

Shi Mu was somewhat surprised to hear the statement. The last time he entered the secret room, he did not find the details. According to the parrot, Uncle Ju seemed a little too careful, it was just a secret room.

At the parrot's fingertips, the shepherd stomped somewhere on the ground and patted his palms on the wall, slowly pressing.

Kaka!

Slowly cracked open the walls, revealing a pitch-black passage.

He had a glimmer of happiness on his face and was about to speak and his face changed.

In the passage, a stench came out and smelled disgusting.

Shi Liam covered his nose with one hand, his body stepped back, the parrot shouted, his wings flashed and flew out.

“This is the smell of corpse decay… is it…” Ishima's eyes flashed towards the deep end of the channel, suddenly thinking of something, his face changed.

He was walking into the chamber and suddenly remembered something and turned to the parrot.

“Caleb, I'm going down to see what's going on. Uncle Ju, I'm afraid there's been an accident. Do you want to come with me?” Ishima asked that the parrot elf was weird and knew more about Uncle Ju than he did.

“Our parrot clan is a bird of good cleanliness and will never go to such a filthy place!” Cair's tail feathers trembled slightly, shouting.

The shepherd shook his head and it seemed that the parrot was not only noisy but also very timid.

He no longer cared about Colour, silently worked his way through, his true Qi protected his whole body, and carefully walked into the passage.

He came here once, and the light car circled down the aisle, into a secret room.

Entering the Chamber, the rotten stench suddenly peaked.

In the middle of the chamber, a rounded array of magnificent sizes is engraved with a spiritual stone inserted into the array.

These spiritual stones are still shining a ray of light, and the spiritual power in them seems to have not yet been exhausted, apparently when the Falun Front suddenly ceased to function.

And beside Fretilin, sitting this bloated figure, is Uncle Ju, the stench of the formation is coming from him.

Shi Mu's face changed when he saw the scene.

He gazed carefully in the secret room, did not find any other signs of danger, and quickly walked to Uncle Ju.

Uncle Ju has been dead for many years, his head is drooping low and his body has begun to rot.

Shi Lian weighed Uncle Ju's body and there were no signs of trauma on it, apparently it was not killed.

Not far from the body of Uncle Ju, there was a silver cage, inside laying a three-legged lizard. It was Uncle Ju's pet, the golden lizard, who had lost its breath, but its body did not rot and appeared to have just died.

Shi Mu revealed a slight bitter smile, and then his eyes fell on the circular method array in front of Uncle Ju. He looked twice, and his face suddenly flashed.

It was precisely when he explored the Dead Spirit interface with Uncle Ju, that False Star Xuan Array was arranged.

“Did Uncle Ju try to explore the Dead Spirit interface again, and what happened when the soul entered the alien space...” Shi Pastor's heart speculated.

When exploring the interface of the Dead Spirit, Uncle Ju once told him a lot. Exploring the dangers of different spaces, it is very common for spirits to fly away in different spaces.

Ishima's eyes were slightly dimmed and sighed.

In the Dark Demon Gate, the elder who knew him well, was only Uncle Ju.

His mouth sounded softly and his eyes fell on Uncle Ju's left hand.

Uncle Ju's body has almost all been discoloured and rotted, but only this left hand appears to have no trace of the slightest decomposition and remains intact.