There was a moment when he wanted to climb to the top of this tree to take a look. For extreme things, people have an irrepressible worship mentality. We call big turtles "Ao", big snakes are called "Mang", and these three mulberry trees standing together can only be described as "Three Pillars Holding up the Sky". The sturdy and straight branches rose from the ground, with an unspeakable majesty and holiness. He could even imagine a scene where a group of primitive people wearing leaves on their heads worshiped here, with piles of offerings at his feet. But now, after the changes of the ages, such scenes can no longer be found. The inheritance of history and culture has been destroyed in the long river of time, leaving us with only infinite imagination.

  Nor did he know when the land under his feet was once so magnificent, but at this moment, except for the dead silence, there were only the faint footsteps of a few people. In front of him was an open space, and Zha Wenbin could even clearly distinguish where his treasure sword was inserted, where the haystack was placed, and who was kneeling where. The land was dark red, as if it had been soaked in blood.

  "Red soil? How strange! In our country, only the areas south of the Yangtze River have this kind of acidic red soil. I didn't expect to see it here in the north, where black soil is so prevalent, and the color is so vibrant." Old Wang stroked his chin as he spoke, but that was not all - when he looked up at the sky, he found that it was an unusual shade of blue, exceptionally clear and clean, without a speck of dust. Although this was a remote mountain area rarely visited by people, the heavy industry in the north had already made such crystal-clear air a rare sight for a long time.

  Zha Wenbin walked to the position occupied by the leader, closed his eyes and recalled the previous scene, that place where dreams and reality had almost no boundaries. He slowly raised his arm, and the Seven Star Sword was held high. In the depths of his heart, there was an urge to chant some kind of spell, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a piece of bone, and he couldn't say anything.

  After discovering Cha Wenbin's abnormality, Old Wang quickly pushed him and Cha Wenbin came back to his senses.

  "What's wrong with you again? Don't be so spaced out," said Old Wang, he was really afraid that Cha Wenbin would once again lead them into that nightmare, it was like having an invisible switch by their side, you never knew when it would be turned on, because people are creatures of habit.

  "Huh? Nothing, let's just keep going!" Zhang Wenbin used this sentence to brush it off, he knew that he had indeed felt something, and his ears still seemed to be ringing with the thunderous applause that was getting louder and louder.

  The color of the land changed gradually as they advanced, from a dark red to a bright red, until it was like freshly splattered blood. If we were walking on a red carpet in our daily lives, you might feel noble, but in this world filled with red, there is only deep fear. At some point, Chaozi and Zhuoxiong had already gripped their guns tightly, vigilantly watching for any slight change around them.

  Suddenly, the sound of waves crashing against the shore came from beside their ears, "Whoosh, whoosh". Zha Wenbin heard it clearly, and Old Wang understood. Chaozi's eyes were always the sharpest, "Look over there."

  Following Chaozi's pointing direction, they indeed saw splashing waves.

  Where there is water, people will live, and the development of any civilization is inseparable from water. The Yellow River Civilization, the Yangtze River Basin Civilization, and even the oldest civilizations in the world are all inseparable from water. As the most basic element of production and life, conflicts and even wars caused by water resources can be seen everywhere in history. Even today, the competition for water resources is still extremely tense.

  With a hint of expectation and a hint of hope, they quickened their pace, rushing towards the place where the waves were flying fast. But when they arrived, everyone was stunned.

  "How could this be..." Old Wang muttered as he sat on the ground.

  When they saw the waves, what they really saw was a tiny red water flower. Originally thought that the land around here was all red, but it turned out to be rich in iron, so the color of the water flower reflected the surrounding scenery. However, this vast expanse of ocean made people have second thoughts.

  Maybe friends who paint have a container specifically for washing the remaining colors on their brushes. If today's color is red, then the container will be a splash of red, which is actually quite pleasing to look at.

  If it's a rural friend who has raised pigs at home, when the New Year arrives, they need to slaughter them to celebrate the harvest. The butcher will hold down the pig's neck and stab it hard with a knife, and then the blood will gush out and be caught in a large basin. After the blood is drained, the butcher will let the woman of the household take away the basin to make blood tofu.

  But before the pig's blood became blood tofu, the stuff in that bowl was shaking and quivering, a bright red color. I used to see it all the time when I was little, and didn't think much of it. But if you were to see an entire lake of pig's blood, how would you react? Probably no one could stand calmly in such a place and chat casually.

  Before them was this lake of red, a boundless expanse of crimson. It's unknown just how vast this body of water is, but this splash of bright red is enough to make anyone tremble with fear, for it's almost indistinguishable from blood.

  It's not just the land, but also the lake water here is red. Zha Wenbin finally understood why those murals used such bright red colors. Just this lake alone has enough raw materials to make it inexhaustible. They call it blood, but apart from its similar color, there's no hint of bloodiness. The nostrils can still smell a faint mist, which is no different from ordinary water vapor.

  Cha Wenbin casually scooped up a handful, just like holding fresh pig blood, and put it in front of his nose to sniff. There was no unusual smell. Before they could react, he actually stuck out his tongue to lick a drop, and smacked his mouth: "No different from ordinary water."

  Old Wang just wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Cha Wenbin unexpectedly made a "gulp" sound and drank a big mouthful of the red lake water. He wiped his mouth and said, "It seems like there's no reaction."

  This action made everyone stare in shock, Cha Wenbin now looked like a blood-sucking demon, with a trace of blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth as he stood there.

  "Are you crazy?" Old Wang bellowed.

  Cha Wenbin smiled and said, "I don't smell anything, so it's probably non-toxic. If it were toxic, we would have been affected by the steam in this place long ago. Isn't the air here still quite fresh?"

  Chaozi saw that Cha Wenbin was fine after drinking, and had already taken out his water bottle. Earlier, he had poured all the water on Cha Wenbin's forehead, not a single drop remained, and now he was parched. This little guy pressed the water bottle into the lake, "gurgling" as he filled it up, then under their gaze, he gulped down several big mouthfuls, not forgetting to wipe his bright red lips and exclaim: "Refreshing! The water quality here is really good, I think it's better than mineral water!"

  Old Wang stared at him like a monster, but the kid was still quite polite and handed over the water bottle, saying: "Uncle Wang, why don't you also have a taste, authentic unpolluted natural water quality."

  Old Wang thought these two were crazy, and repeatedly waved his hand saying: "I won't drink, I won't drink."

  As for the reaction after drinking this water, Chao Zi suddenly felt that his spirit was even more abundant, and the big package on his head didn't hurt anymore. He excitedly touched his own subsided occipital bone and said: "Hey, come touch it, my package is gone."

  As expected, it was like this. Just a moment ago, it was still swollen like a small bun, and it would take at least three to five days to recover, but now it's as if nothing had happened.

  "Could it be this water?" Cha Wenbin had only taken a sip, but the dull pain in his chest was now gone.

  Everyone's eyes were fixed on Chaozi's water bottle, and it was still the scout who had the courage. Zhuo Xiong took off his own shirt, revealing those purple-red scars and said: "Chaozi, give me the water bottle, I'll drink a few mouthfuls. If this water is really effective, won't my injuries heal immediately? Anyway, drinking it won't kill anyone, let's just use it as an experiment."

  It's been a while since they drank it, and if there was a problem, it should have happened by now. Wen Bin nodded in agreement to give it a try. Zhuo Xiong took the water bottle and gulped down several mouthfuls. Apart from looking a bit uncomfortable, he thought the taste wasn't bad either.

  A miraculous thing happened, on the one hand, it was still a purplish-red bruise, and the skin was slightly swollen, but under everyone's gaze, it actually began to fade away slowly, at a speed that was like fast-forwarding a movie, in the blink of an eye, there was no sign of injury left on his body.

  "This is also too incredible, too unbelievable." Zhuo Xiong sighed, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and experimented on himself, he would never believe that such a thing could happen in the world.

  Old Wang had just taken over the water bottle, and the other one with a thick face had already stretched his neck into the lake to start pouring. When he came back to catch his breath, he immediately felt that his body didn't hurt anymore. He took off his clothes and looked, where were the scars from before?

  When Old Wang finished drinking, Chaozi ran to the lake again with a jug, muttering: "We're rich, we're rich! If we sell this stuff, we'll all be rich. Wenbin brother, why are we still looking for relics? This is a divine sign, a gift from heaven."

  Previously, there was a three-legged toad from the sealed mountain of Yu, whose saliva had similar effects, but this boundless lake water is simply a treasure trove. Just as everyone was overjoyed, the horizontal meat face on the side suddenly came up with a sentence that shocked everyone into silence.

  He tilted his head and muttered to himself: "This is strange, on a sunny day like today, with not a cloud in the sky, why isn't there any sun..."

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