The antelope went to the little clearing and began to dig with its hooves.


    "Is there any treasure buried there?" Curious, Zhou Wen got into the grass and soon came to the side of the open space.


    The antelope planed very fast. When Zhou Wen arrived, it had planed more than one meter deep, and the soil was piled next to it.


    When Zhou Wen looked at the soil, he immediately knew why there were no plants here. What the antelope dug out was not soil at all, but a kind of gray black ash, which looked like lime mixed with some metal powder.


    He looked into the pit and saw that the metal powder was still there.


    "Old sheep, what are you digging for?" Zhou Wen asked curiously.


    The antelope ignored him and still dug down on his own.


    Zhou Wen thought to himself: "antelope is usually very good. He can''t see anything in his eyes, and he is the laziest. He looks like an old man. Now it digs its own hole. There must be something good under it. "


    Thinking of this, Zhou Wen said with a smile, "Lao Yang, it''s not convenient for you to dig with your hooves. How about if I dig for you? What''s good below? How about you share half with me?"


    The antelope took a look at him, thought about it, raised his front hoof and compared with Zhou Wen.


    Zhou Wen was confused and thought, "you have only one hoof and no fingers. What do you mean when you compare with me?"


    The antelope saw that he didn''t understand, so he wrote two words "20%" on the ground with his hoof.


    Only then did Zhou Wen understand what antelope means by comparing its hooves. There is a fork in front of its hooves. It looks like a V gesture, which can also represent two.


    "Twenty percent is too little. How about four or six more?" The antelope ignored him and dug up again.


    "I''ll dig for you." Zhou Wen felt that he had nothing to do when he was idle. He helped him to dig it, save time and share some benefits. Why not.


    The antelope jumped out of the pit and pointed below, meaning to let him dig.


    Where can Zhou Wen dig by himself? He called out the tyrant Bimeng. The two corners on the top of the tyrant Bimeng''s head are like electric drills that can rotate. It''s called a quick hole.


    To Zhou Wen''s surprise, the metal powder below was really not ordinary. The tyrant was so powerful that he couldn''t directly pierce the metal powder layer.


    After drilling for a long time, it was more than ten meters deep. The metal powder was darker and darker. It was as black as coal.


    And these metal powder, there is a smell, not bad, like the smell of ink in the newspaper.


    "Old sheep, what''s under here? How deep is it going to be? " Zhou Wen knew that the antelope''s intelligence quotient was very high, and he was sure to answer him, depending on whether he was willing to say it or not.


    The antelope stretched out its hoof and drew two words on the ground: "eight meters."


    "It''s still eight meters deep. It looks like we''ll have to dig a little bit more." Zhou Wen calculated that the harder the metal ash went down, the more difficult it was to dig. It was estimated that it would take forty or fifty minutes to dig.


    Think about it, simply take out the mobile phone, brush the copy for a while, wait for the tyrant bimon to dig things out.


    After brushing the copy for a while, I didn''t get anything good.


    The antelope suddenly pushed him with his hoof. Zhou Wen knew that he had dug something. When he went to the pit and looked down, he saw that the tyrant bimon had dug a 20-30-meter deep pit.


    But the tyrant bimong''s body was so huge that he almost blocked the pit. Zhou Wen had to let it out first and then look down.


    This time, I saw something in the pit. It looked like a wooden pile with a diameter of 50cm or 60cm. The whole body was dark, but there were growth rings on the section. It should be wood.


    The antelope pointed to the wood and then pushed Zhou Wen, apparently asking Zhou Wen to get the wood up.


    Although the wood looks very big, Zhou Wen''s strength is not small now. Even if the wood weighs a few tons, it can''t defeat him.


    However, Zhou Wen didn''t want to take any risks, so he let the tyrant down and pulled out the stake.


    The tyrant Bimeng held the stake with his claws and pulled it out fiercely. The stake didn''t pull out directly. It just moved for a moment and rose by ten or twenty centimeters.


    When the tyrant pulled up, the pile exposed more and more parts. When the whole pile was pulled out, the length was about three meters.


    The tyrant bimon put the stake on the ground. Zhou Wen looked carefully and found that it was indeed a piece of wood, which should be a section of a certain kind of tree, and the bark was quite intact.


    Zhou Wen didn''t know what kind of wood it was. The bark and the heart of the tree were all black, almost as black as charcoal, but it didn''t feel dirty and cool.


    "Old sheep, is this the baby?" Zhou Wen asked the antelope beside him.


    The antelope nodded and circled the wood as if it were examining something.


    "What''s the use of this wood?" Zhou Wen didn''t find anything strange about this piece of wood, except that it was a little black and a little heavier.


    The antelope pointed to the wood, and then pointed to Zhou Wen''s shoulder, which seemed to mean let Zhou Wen carry it.


    "If you don''t have a place to put it, I''ll keep it for you first, and then ask me for it when you use it." Zhou Wen said hastily.


    The antelope took a look at Zhou Wen, which made Zhou Wen feel empty. But unexpectedly, the antelope nodded and agreed.


    Zhou Wen was overjoyed and reached out to lift the wood. He found that the weight was not as heavy as he thought. He was still able to lift it.


    Originally, Zhou Wen thought that the tyrant bimondu pulled it out so hard that he could not lift it.


    Open chaos space, Zhou Wen put that large section of wood into it.


    "Lao Yang, what''s the use of that wood? You have to talk about it." Zhou Wen wants to get some information from Lao Yang. Otherwise, even if the whole piece of wood falls in his pocket, it''s useless to keep it.


    The old sheep ignored him, went out of the grass and went back along the way. It was obvious that it was just for digging this wood, and did not intend to disturb Zhou Wen''s route.


    Back at the fork in the road, Zhou Wen went in the right direction and continued to move in the direction of the imperial capital.


    After walking for a while, Zhou Wen suddenly felt something wrong. He felt uncomfortable all over, but he couldn''t tell what was wrong.


    "Do I think too much?" Zhou Wen carefully examined the surroundings with listening, but found nothing wrong.


    After walking all the way to a city, Zhou Wen found that something was wrong, because the people who came, men and women, looked at him with strange eyes, and some women even looked at his face and laughed.


    "What''s the situation?" Zhou Wen was puzzled in his heart. Although he thought he was good, he didn''t get to the point of being loved by everyone. Now his 100% rate of looking back made him feel a little hairy.