The hidden door was very narrow and dark inside, making it impossible to see what was inside. But given the size of the door, it was estimated that only Xiao Cheng could barely squeeze through.
As the hidden door opened, the turkeys became very frightened and paced anxiously in place.
Clearly, the clue to their escape lies inside the door.
"You stay outside and keep watch, I'll go in and check," Xiao Cheng said decisively.
"Ten minutes at most, be careful." Fang He loosened the red ropes on their wrists again, turned his back to Xiao Cheng, and stood guard outside the hidden door, watching the turkeys at both ends of the corridor warily.
Xiao Cheng didn't dare to waste any time. She tentatively reached out and touched the hidden door. Finding nothing unusual, she carefully bent down and crawled inside.
Behind the hidden door was a completely enclosed room, square in shape, seemingly isolated from the outside world, a space of its own. It wasn't as dark as she had imagined; at most, it was dim, but enough for her to see what was inside.
At the far end of the room, right next to the wall, a faint golden light emanated from a shrine, covered with a yellow cloth.
Xiao Cheng groped her way toward the Buddhist shrine, when she suddenly heard a cracking sound under her feet, as if she had broken something.
It's a bone.
To be precise, it was a large chicken leg bone, with all the meat on it gnawed away; even a dog would shake its head at the sight of it.
Eating chicken? Are you trying to seduce some kind of deity?
Xiao Cheng kicked the bone aside, and looking at the increasingly bright red light emanating from the Buddha niche, he continued walking towards it without hesitation.
Outside the hidden door, Fang He pressed his back against the wall, listening intently to the sounds coming from Xiao Cheng's side.
There's nothing unusual; there shouldn't be any major danger inside.
He breathed a slight sigh of relief, casually wrapped the end of the red rope around himself, and then kept a watchful eye on the increasingly agitated turkeys.
They flapped their wingtips restlessly, twisting and turning in place, as if they were communicating with each other.
Suddenly, the largest one of them leaped up, and a potato shot out from its bulging belly, slamming into the wall next to Fang He with a thud.
Fang He looked at the turkey that had sprung up from the ground, then glanced down at the smashed raw potato chunks, and frowned slightly.
He had a bad feeling.
And then, right away, that premonition came true. The turkeys swarming down the corridor activated their new attack skills, leaping up one after another and smashing potato chunks with a series of "plop plop plop" sounds.
In that instant, Fang He saw flashes of swords and shadows.
His lips twitched slightly as he tilted his head to dodge a potato that was as big as a bullet, watching helplessly as it crashed into the wall, leaving a spiderweb-like crack.
Fang He: "..." Who would have thought that this was actually a group of archers.
Fortunately, although the attacks are dense, turkeys don't have brains, so their potato-shooting accuracy is poor, making them masters of human outlines.
Fang He nimbly dodged the potato attacks with a few leaps, and seeing that the turkey's belly was empty, this wave was about to end.
The largest turkey jumped up again, arrogantly flapping its two bare wings, adjusting its body angle, and spewing out bean after bean from the severed neck.
Fang He: "..." It knows how to annoy people.
Beans are far more aggressive than potatoes; they embed themselves deeply into the wall, impossible to pry off.
The turkeys tightened their encirclement, spitting out beans like machine guns, striving to achieve all-around, no-blind-spot fire coverage.
Fang He was starting to feel the strain and turned to shout towards the hidden door, "Xiao Cheng, are you done yet! I'm going to die out there!"
Xiao Cheng didn't hear anything outside.
She cautiously approached the shrine, observed it carefully for a while, and then suddenly lifted the yellow cloth.
The shrine doesn't contain any Weasel spirit, but rather a complete turkey specimen and a white, jade-like egg.
Behind the shrine sat an exquisite hammer, heavy and cold to the touch. Engraved on the handle was the phrase: "Initial, smash it!"
Xiao Cheng, carrying a hammer, looked at the turkey specimen and eggs, pondered seriously for a while, then covered the entire shrine with a yellow cloth and packed it up to take away.
Just kidding, she only has ten minutes, why would she be here pondering a philosophical question?
The shrine undoubtedly made it more difficult for her to get out of the hidden door. When she finally managed to crawl out, before she could even stand up straight, two beans whizzed past her scalp, bringing with them a cool breeze.
Immediately afterward, a blur flashed before her eyes. Fang He suddenly stepped against the wall, used the momentum to flip and leap up, reached out and caught a handful of beans, then flicked his wrist and threw them all back.
Beans were pelted onto the turkeys, knocking down several at once, but it was to no avail. More turkeys pounced and continued their relentless attack.
Xiao Cheng was a little confused and unconsciously shrank back into the hidden door to avoid the dense rain of beans.
Fang He's body began to feel somewhat unreal, his movements gradually slowed down, and he began to breathe rapidly.
As soon as she turned her head and saw Xiao Cheng, before he could say anything, Hong Sheng rushed over impatiently, slapped the beans out of the air a few times, rubbed affectionately against Xiao Cheng's wrist, and then tied a standard bow.
Xiao Cheng: "..." Why is this rope getting more and more dog-like?
The moment the knot was tied, the entire red rope burst forth with a dazzling red light, like an invisible shield that kept all the beans out.
The red light continued to expand, and upon contact with the turkeys, it instantly ignited into blazing flames. The chicken meat sizzled and dripped with oil, releasing a rich aroma that caused the turkeys to retreat as if they had encountered their natural enemy.
The red light didn't last long, and the flames quickly went out. The turkeys were still shaken and didn't dare to go forward immediately. They hesitated in place for a long time until Xiao Cheng put the shrine on the ground and lifted the golden cloth covering it.
All the turkeys froze on the spot for a long time. Then, led by the largest one, they knelt down one after another.
Saying they kneel isn't quite accurate; they lay down completely, then raised their necks, which were now just a stubble, as high as possible, raising and spreading their wings in a gesture of worship.
Xiao Cheng stared at them blankly: "I've never seen anything like this before."
"What is this?" Fang He asked, pointing to the Buddhist shrine.
His breathing had not yet fully calmed down, his face looked somewhat pale, and there was a rather shallow abrasion on the back of his hand, from which blood was dripping.
"Oh, this? That's a very serious question." Xiao Cheng handed him the hammer, gesturing for him to look at the words engraved on it. "Which came first, the chicken or the egg?"
"You can just ask a chicken about this kind of question."
Fang He glanced around at the flock of turkeys, expressionless, picked up a turkey specimen, and then raised his hammer high.
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