Chapter 144: A Dialogue Between the Present and the Ancients
Based on Mustache's experience, every time he opened a coffin, he always saw various corpses. However, after pushing open the lid of the original wooden coffin in front of him, he seemed to see a living person.
In fact, it is impossible for a person who has been buried in a coffin for so many years to have any life left. The reason why Mustache feels that this is a living person is entirely because of the eyes of the tomb owner in the coffin. It is these eyes that made him appear.
I had a brief illusion, and a little panic arose from the illusion.
The owner of the tomb was not very old. He was wearing a black robe that was in tatters. His body was very well preserved. The eyes on his thin face were open. One of his eyes seemed to be able to move, staring at it intently.
Wearing a mustache outside the coffin. The mustache has been in many pits. In the ancient tomb, no matter what kind of situation it encounters, at most it only takes a short hesitation, and then it can quickly return to normal.
But this time seemed to be an exception. When Mustache was stared at by these eyes, he felt that the entire tomb was distorting, as if he was thrown into a turbulent and unknown space. With this invisible distortion, the whole tomb was distorted.
There was a faint sound of chanting. The chanting seemed to have drifted from a long time ago to the present. Although it was faint, it had a powerful and shocking power that could penetrate people's hearts.
In an instant, Mustache felt that this faint chanting sound was pervasive, filling every corner of the tomb. The inexplicable sound did not know where it came from, but Mustache felt that it was related to the corpse in the original wooden coffin. But he
There was no chance to speculate further, because in a short time after the chanting sound appeared, the feeling of space distortion became more intense. Mustache suddenly turned back to look at Dorje and Jinpu Awang who were looking for something over there, but he
I found that I couldn't see anything.
The tomb seemed to have been changed by something. Everything had disappeared completely, including the items and Dorje Jinpu Ngawang. Mustache opened his eyes with all his strength. He did not believe that anything could bring the people in the tomb together.
If everything is moved away instantly, then it can only be said that there is something wrong with you.
Suddenly, the fingers of the corpse lying flat in the original wooden coffin trembled slightly, and its wide-open eyes seemed to be filled with life and vitality.
"You shouldn't do such a thing."
A voice suddenly sounded amidst the faint chanting. Mustache was slightly frightened by the sudden voice. However, his slight panic immediately dissipated, because according to the inexplicable and unclear phenomena in front of him,
He felt that he had encountered something he had witnessed several times before, the transmission of conscious information.
This kind of transmission of consciousness information is actually very similar to terma. It is a phenomenon that only the person involved can see or hear. For example, Jia Luorong and Kelsang Mei Duo, the remaining memories in their minds
The seeds of consciousness will only convey some ancient and lost information to them.
At this moment, Mustache was a little confused, because in the previous transmission of consciousness information, he was not the protagonist. Although he participated in every action, he has always been an important supporting role. No matter how important the supporting role is, it is impossible to
transcend the status of the protagonist.
So why was he chosen in this ancient tomb buried deep underground?
"Who are you? Big Lute?" Mustache immediately regained his composure. The transmission of conscious information is generally very important, and there are many hidden information or clues that were mistakenly thought to be lost. He only roughly guessed what he heard.
The sound was related to the corpse in the original wooden coffin, and he wanted to communicate with the other party.
This kind of communication is conscious, and it is impossible for other people to hear it even if they are standing nearby. Moreover, such retention of consciousness is very incredible. Even if this original wooden coffin is used to date, the corpse in the coffin will not be heard.
He has been dead for many years, but his remaining consciousness can still be preserved to this day, which is quite scary.
This at least shows that the owner of the tomb in the coffin is an unusual person.
"If one day, this place is excavated, it will be the time when the dispute reaches its peak." The voice echoed in Mustache's mind: "Success or failure will be decided at this time."
"Someone has excavated this place before." Mustache immediately recalled the person who erected the monument. He had been here long ago.
"He is a special person and has nothing to do with these." That voice seemed to be very familiar with Mustache, just like two friends who have known each other for many years chatting casually: "He comes quietly and leaves quietly.
, will not have any impact on these.”
"who is he?"
"This is not something you should know. Don't ask any more questions. You should be like him and leave quietly."
The scene in front of Mustache's eyes became increasingly blurry. At this time, even the wooden coffin in front of him seemed to be unclear. And as the sound appeared for too long, Mustache's vision seemed to be in darkness.
An outline formed invisibly. It was also a vague shadow, as if it was slowly standing up from the original wooden coffin.
The shadow was so blurry that even the face could not be seen clearly, but it stood in the coffin, giving people a feeling of calmness like a mountain. The shadow was not tall, and it was covered in bruises, and the blood from the wounds had soaked into the tattered robe.
Mustache couldn't help but close his eyes, and a thought came to his mind. Who is this person who is communicating with him, or the shadow in the coffin?
A picture quickly flashed in his mind. Although this picture was not something he witnessed with his own eyes, it was very clearly outlined through many clues.
It was the plateau of the sixth century AD. The last Great Lute of the ancient religion was pushed off the altar, lost his status as a god, and was expelled from Xiangzhong forever. On the way to migration, he was assassinated. This unwilling
Da Lute left behind a curse and a treasure trove of prophecies about the end of the world.
It can be said that from the sixth century to the present, a series of events surrounding the prophecies of the end of the world were all caused by the curse and treasure of the Great Lute. At this moment, Mustache felt that this remaining immortal consciousness
The person was the last great Lute who left the curse.
But he didn't understand. When Great Lute died, his religious branch had been defeated. How could Great Lute's body appear in this underground tomb? Mustache was a little excited, if his guess was accurate.
, then what he is facing is the true source of the end-of-days prophecy events.
"You are the last Great Lute, the Great Lute who left behind the prophecy of the end of the world." Mustache opened his eyes again, but except for the blurry shadow, he could hardly see anything: "Tell me, the prophecy of the end of the world."
What is it."
"The believers left by the gods were driven out of their territory by a group of despicable and shameless people, leaving us with nowhere to go. This is a sign that the inheritance of the gods will be destroyed. The believers who betrayed the gods, Xiangxiong, Tubo, and others
Everyone should be severely punished to let them know that even if the gods die, they are still indestructible." The voice became much lower in an instant, but it made Mustache feel that this was an indestructible belief: "They will
Pay the price."
"Tell me the prophecy of the end of the world, and the person who once came here." The seed in Jialuorong's heart doesn't know when it will really wake up. Mustache is a little impatient. This remaining consciousness understands all the truth.
And he felt that the person who built the monument was very unusual. If he could figure out the identity of this person, maybe some of the mysteries would be solved.
"He is a coward. He disappointed me and brought shame to the inheritance of gods. He spent all his efforts and energy to finally find me, but he backed down and cut off the inheritance. He is also an unforgivable sinner.
, all sinners should get retribution in this punishment." The voice suddenly became a little weird. It was just a consciousness that was not extinct due to various reasons, but seemed to have complete and careful thinking. It paused.
: "If someone else finds this place and shrinks like him, maybe I can accept it, but he is the last person who should shrink, because he has the blood of God and my blood on him!"
"God's blood bleeds, and your blood remains..." Mustache was suddenly startled, but he endured it and still did not ask what he wanted to ask, because after hearing the other party's last two sentences
, Mustache wanted to blurt out and ask, if that person was Wei Tian.
However, he couldn't ask like this. Even with an immortal thought, almost nothing could be done. Mustache still refused to expose Wei Tian. This was a knot imprinted in the deepest part of his heart that no one could open.
Let Wei Tian live a good life, a peaceful life, live the life he wants, and don't allow anyone to disturb him.
In the face of this immortal remnant, Mustache was powerless. He could not force the other party to tell the real truth. However, after he listened to the thoughts of this remnant, he vaguely felt that the end of the world prophecy was as important as the Bronze Medal Event.
A situation that has been dormant for many years.
If there are no accidents, then this game that has spanned hundreds of years and thousands of years may continue to lie dormant. However, due to various reasons, many opportunities coincidentally collided together, pulling the wheels, slowly starting this game, and revealing it bit by bit.
open.
The ultimate goal of the Bronze Medal Event is to live forever, and what will be the final outcome of the doomsday prophecy event?