The real content of Chapter 142
“That’s right!” Chen Ziyan nodded in agreement, and then said: “It seems that we have to focus on the sacrifice.”
Shirley Yang said You must be right, the appearance of this colorful fish and the way to get to Jingjue are probably two unrelated things.
Even if we force ourselves to get together, the time is still too much to overcome.
Looking deeply at the underground lake next to him, the messy thoughts in Chen Ziyan's mind began to be gradually sorted out at this moment.
It was only now that he realized that he and others had fallen into a strange logic circle.
What do they need to know now?
That was the way Prince Gumo went to the ancient city of Jingjue instead of exploring the secrets hidden here.
Although it is right to explore the secrets of ancient tombs, everything must be considered in importance, and this is still the case at this time.
Now that the method used by Prince Gumo is already known, why worry about the fish and the painted wall anymore? Just try to restore the original sacrifice.
Hu Bayi also nodded: "Yes, although this little fish is magical, it actually has nothing to do with how to get to Jingjue. Since we have unlocked the shadowless painting wall, there is no need to continue to waste time on it. "
After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Ziyan: "Master Chen, why don't we go up and prepare the sacrifice now?"
I don't know how much blood this sacrifice will require, he is afraid. There are too few animals nearby, so I want to start preparations early, but I can't kill the camel just for this matter.
That is definitely enough, but what are they riding on when they go out to the desert?
What's more, the white dromedary camel is still there. Doing such a thing in front of Hu Da's envoy, Hu Bayi feels a little weak.
"Insects in the lake...sleeping...called with blood...tracing back to the source..."
But before Chen Ziyan could respond, a slight murmur came, attracting the attention of several people. .
It turned out that while they were talking, Shirley Yang looked at the painting wall again.
Although her willpower is not as good as that of Chen Ziyan, it is still far better than that of ordinary people. Naturally, the strange guidance of the painted wall did not take effect despite being prepared.
When Shirley Yang saw the content of the wall painting clearly, she was surprised to find that the handwriting and content on it were completely different from what Chen Ziyan said.
According to Chen Ziyan's description, there are very neat ancient Central Plains calligraphy on the wall painting, and the content is exactly what he said.
But in Shirley Yang's eyes, this content has completely changed.
The shape of the fonts that appeared in her eyes was very strange. At a rough glance, it looked like every stroke was a wavy line, but if you look closely, you will find that these words are somewhat pictographic. The flavor of the characters, in short, gives people a weird and ancient feeling.
But Shirley Yang is very familiar with this font, because her grandfather was able to teach her personally, saying that this is the ancient script of their ethnic group.
Looking at this familiar font, Shirley Yang’s eyes flashed with memories, and she murmured subconsciously.
Hearing Shirley Yang's murmur, the others immediately fell silent and listened quietly.
Although the whisper was very soft, it still reached everyone's ears clearly in this silent and empty environment.
"Miss Yang, what did you see?" After Shirley Yang stopped speaking and regained consciousness slightly, Chen Ziyan hurriedly asked.
Although Shirley Yang muttered some words just now, he could not understand the specific meaning just by relying on these words.
Shirley Yang's expression was still a little dazed, and she subconsciously replied: "I saw the Zagrama text..." Zagrama text?
Chen Ziyan suddenly realized after hearing this, no wonder he always felt that something was wrong.
It seems that what she just saw was information designed to hide the information from others, and what Shirley Yang saw was the real cipher text.
Wang Kaixuan asked in confusion: "Miss Yang, this Zagra... or something, what country does he speak?"
He, a fat man, has always been studious and inquiring. Shi Ziran is no exception.
If the text was valuable, he felt that if he took down the shadowless mural and took it back, he would definitely be able to sell it for a good price.
Anyway, this is nothing compared to a sarcophagus, just two stone slabs.
Shirley Yang didn't know this guy's sinister intentions. A flash of excitement flashed in her eyes and she said: "Zagram script, this is a very ancient...ancient script."
< br>"Oh." Wang Kaixuan's eyes widened when he heard the two words "ancient" coming out in succession. After a simple and honest response, he began to stare at the cave wall.
He has to do some research on where to start. Even this American girl with a high eye immediately popped up two "old" words. This thing is destined to sell for a big price. !
Perhaps Shirley Yang, who was in a state of excitement, didn't notice his little thought. How could others not see it?
But no one stopped him. Anyway, this fat man has a plan. As long as it doesn’t delay the business, he can take the shadowless wall back if he wants. Anyway, two pieces of it don’t take up much space. Just a slate.
As for whether Wang Kaixuan can successfully cut off the painting, they have nothing to do with it.
Shirley Yang, who was eagerly staring at the Shadowless Painting Wall, did not expect that as soon as she found traces of her family's ancient past, someone was already planning to pack it up and take it away.
She was immersed in excitement at the moment. Shirley Yang knew very well what she was chasing and how illusory it was, but since she witnessed the death of her mother and grandfather, she knew that she had no choice but to leave. No choice!
But along the way, she couldn't find any useful clues.
The only thing of value is the murals and epitaphs in the tomb of Prince Gumo. These two things prove the existence of Jingjue.
But now, in the shadowless painting wall in front of her, Shirley Yang finally found the clue she had been searching for.
The content inside this mural is actually both a secret message and a suicide note left to future generations.
The owner of the suicide note is the predecessor of their Zagrama clan, that is, the fortune teller from a distant place.
This senior of the Zagrama clan wrote down his specific experience of coming here in a secret text.
It was said that after their tribe migrated, they learned that a new tribe had appeared in that place, and they had been monitoring it. However, as the Guidong tribe gradually grew, and the distance became more and more distant, Because of this, this kind of surveillance is decreasing day by day.
After traveling around the Central Plains, he felt that the person who tied the bell needed to untie it, so he returned to the land where his ancestors had lived. However, Jingjue had already conquered the Western Region at this time, so he could not Enter the sacred mountain smoothly.
In order to achieve his own goal, the mountain-moving senior decided to help Prince Gumo defeat Queen Jingjue, so he secretly cultivated a kind of medicine obtained from an ancient tomb in this underground lake. Fish, and fed it to create a real golden lamb. He wanted to use this method to defeat Queen Jingjue and enter Jingjue City to investigate the truth of the curse.
But what he didn't expect was that Queen Jingjue really had some magical ability. At the moment when the plan was successful, he and Prince Gumo also suffered an unknown attack, which made His plan fell short, and he could only decorate the shadowless wall before his death and leave the message to future generations.
(End of this chapter)