The sun sets over the western mountains and the sky becomes dim.
I don’t know what day it is today, but the Jindao Village is very lively, with gongs and drums playing on the empty dam in the center of the village, and men from Jingbo dancing shirtless and dancing with swords.
Several people from the Xuanwu Bureau are having a meeting.
People of their status have a mysterious obsession with meetings.
Luoyang did not join in the excitement on both sides.
In the room in the small building.
Luoyang was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, but Ling was in the secret realm of Wu Xu.
Under the black wall of the temple, a ball of shadow energy crawled on the ground, emitting colorful brilliance. Its volume was at least several times larger than the one absorbed by Luoyang last time, so both the volume and the colorful brilliance were particularly obvious.
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Luoyang looked at the energy of the shadow and hesitated.
If he absorbs this addictive energy, there is no doubt that he will become stronger, and may even master the "covering the sky" witchcraft that the Four-Eyed Witch said.
But there were two obstacles in front of him.
The first obstacle is that he does not know enough about the energy of shadows. If he absorbs a large amount of shadow energy and loses control, he will become the next four-eyed wizard and become a demon that threatens the world.
The second obstacle is that his middle finger is weird enough. If the energy of this mass is absorbed, words, symbols and patterns will appear on his entire right hand. It will be too eye-catching, and others will think he is weird.
But for some reason, Luoyang was struggling in his heart. When he stared at the energy of the shadow, he always felt that the energy of the shadow was conveying some message to him, and the curiosity and impulse in his heart became more and more intense.
strong.
Luoyang quickly looked away.
He was worried that if he stared at the energy of that ball of shadow any longer, he would be unable to resist its temptation and absorb it.
Power, money and beauty have little attraction for him, but ability is very attractive to him.
After looking away, Luoyang felt much better.
What was cast on the black wall was his own shadow, with a cartoon-like face, slender body lines, and well-proportioned and strong muscles. Unknowingly, he seemed... to be more handsome again.
Moreover, one leg is very long, one leg is very long, and one leg is very long.
But Luoyang didn't care about his appearance and figure. He just took one look and ran into the black wall.
Pass through the wall.
It's that mysterious space again.
With green stone bricks and green statues, the entire space is shrouded in a rich green aura, and the spiritual energy contained therein is extremely powerful.
Maybe it really is the kind of spiritual stone described in fantasy novels.
It's a pity that I can't take the things out of the secret realm of the Witch Market. Otherwise, I can just take out a piece and upgrade several witchcraft items.
Luoyang slowly came to the middle of the last group of statues.
The one on the left is himself, and the one on the right is a woman.
Luoyang stood in front of a statue that looked the same as him and compared it carefully.
This is so strange. According to Grandpa Qin Sihai, the existence of this witch ruin can be traced back to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period, or even earlier. So how come there is his statue in the secret realm of the witch ruin?
So, he wanted to find differences.
The faces are almost identical.
The height is almost the same.
The lines of the body are roughly the same. Slight differences are actually understandable, because even if a modern sculptor uses modern tools to illuminate the model statue, there will be errors.
Luoyang's eyes fell on a calf of the statue, and then looked at his own calf, and he was suddenly stunned.
The statue's calves are very short, while his calves are very long, the difference is almost double.
It's almost like 18 divided by 2.
This error is huge.
This is where you find the difference.
"If the things here were carved by a sculptor, such an obvious error cannot occur, right? If the secret realm of Wuxu changes according to my situation and creates a statue of me, then it is even more unlikely that such an error will occur.
Wrong." Luoyang used his imagination, "Is there a possibility that this statue is not me, but my previous life?"ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ
Grandpa Qin Sihai also said this. Grandpa found him because of the guidance of the witch market. At that time, he was an abandoned baby. Grandpa suspected that he was the reincarnation of a big shot, but there was no evidence to prove it.
Luoyang's eyes moved to the right hand of the statue.
The right hand of the statue hangs naturally.
Luoyang focused on the middle finger of his right hand.
There are no words, symbols or patterns on the middle finger of the right hand of the statue.
This can negate the possibility that Wu Xu built a statue of him here based on his descendant's situation.
This statue was there early on.
Luoyang walked around behind the statue, and his eyes stayed on the right shoulder of the statue, and found three engraved words. They were not very obvious, and you need to look carefully to find them.
It's a pity that he doesn't know those three characters.
However, if this is the name of the statue, it is not him. His name only has two characters, but this statue has three.
"If this statue is engraved with my past life, can I restore the memory of my past life?" Luoyang had such a conjecture in his heart.
Have no idea.
Luoyang moved to the statue of the woman opposite.
The statue of a woman has an almost perfect figure and a pair of luxurious headlights that can be compared with her predecessor Sun Shangxiang. Unfortunately, her face is just an egg noodle with no facial features.
Luoyang looked at the face of the woman's sculpture and wondered in his mind: "Is this because the face was not carved on purpose, or is she just like this? Is the person with a face like an egg...an alien, or a legendary god?"
No way of knowing.
But no matter who he is or where he comes from, one thing is certain, that is, he is not from Earth.
Not sure what he was thinking, Luoyang raised his right hand and placed it on the lower abdomen of the woman statue, his palm covering the "Galaxy" carved on the lower abdomen. The tentacles were cool and there was a strange sense of intimacy, it felt like
It's very common for him to do this.
Luoyang withdrew his hand, and the strange feeling of intimacy disappeared, leaving him with a head full of confusion.
"Who is this woman?" Luoyang suddenly remembered something and walked around behind the woman's statue.
Behind the statue of a woman, there are two characters engraved on the right shoulder blade, but I still don't recognize them.
"If this is her name, what is her name?" Luoyang used his imagination, but it was of no use.
He followed and walked back, looking only behind the statue.
Each statue had a name on its right shoulder blade, but he didn't recognize a single word of the same type of writing.
Not even a female disciple can solve this kind of writing, let alone him.
Luoyang was stunned for a few minutes, then pushed open the stone door and left the secret realm of Wuxu.
A woman's voice came to my ears.
"Sister Jianjia, where is my master?" A fair voice said.
"Your master is in his room." Baili Jianjia's voice said.
"Then I'll go find my master." A fair voice said.
"Your master has something very important to deal with. Don't disturb him. Let's talk." Baili Jianjia said.
"Uh, what do you want to talk to me about?" There was a hint of curiosity in the fair voice.
Luoyang opened his eyes, and a barrage floated in his eyes: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...