If the game does not reach the final moment, no one may know the truth hidden in it. Mustache is a little bit ready to give up. The last big Lute is the person who set up the game. He will never reveal his trump card to let people know.
Deliberately interfere with or sabotage his plans.
A curse that has lasted from the sixth century to this day.
"Do you want to know who is the person who came here? Want to see his cowardice, want to see how he betrayed the people he should trust and rely on?" The voice was silent for a while, and then conveyed some information to Mustache.
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"I want to take a look." Mustache responded immediately. He didn't know the motive of Big Root's sadness, but this was the only chance to know the identity of the person who built the monument.
"Let me show you."
When the person who erected the monument came here, Da Lute Can Nian must have been present, just like a person's eyes see things and then store them in the brain. Can Nian recorded some processes and passed this process into the little one.
In Beard's mind.
A very blurry picture suddenly appeared in Mustache's mind. The location was this tomb that no one had discovered or set foot in for a long, long time. He saw a person, but the picture was very blurry, as if a vague figure appeared in the darkness.
A spot of light. He couldn't see the man's clothes, only his back.
This man laboriously pushed a stone in front of two wooden coffins, stood there for a while, then seemed to cut his palm, and wrote on the stone with blood. He wrote very slowly, as if he wanted to make every word
He was deeply absorbed in the stone. When he finished writing, he returned to his condensed posture, not knowing what he was thinking.
Immediately afterwards, the man's body seemed to shake. Although Mustache didn't know what he was doing specifically, there must have been communication between this man and Big Lute's residual thoughts. The communication was silent, and Mustache could not hear it.
He couldn't see the man's expression either.
After a long time, the other person lowered his head, and this process continued for a long time. It was easy to think that he was thinking, thinking hard.
Finally, the man shook his head. He stretched out his hand and gently wiped off all the dust on the two original wooden coffins. He wiped it very carefully. After doing this, he turned around, glanced at the tomb, and took steps.
The moment this person turned around, Mustache was greatly shocked. The other person's face was blurry, but he could vaguely tell that it was Wei Tian.
How could Wei Tian appear here!
Mustache wanted to see more clearly, but he couldn't control it. The picture was transmitted by Da Lute's residual thoughts. No matter how good his eyes were, it was of no use. The man walked slowly until he reached the tomb chamber.
entrance, and then left quietly without touching anything in the tomb.
After this person left, the picture in Mustache's mind immediately disappeared, and he felt a little confused.
"No, no!" Xiao Hu tried hard to convince himself that this person could not be Wei Tian. It was a very difficult process to cross the hexagonal wooden building from the ground and then dig a hole into the tomb. Xiao Hu naturally knew what kind of skills Wei Tian was.
He didn't think Wei Tian could do that at all.
However, there are two very important doubts here. First, the wheel eye fragments that appeared in the bronze medal event have the effect of transcending time and space. With this thing, some impossible things actually become possible. Wei Tian himself
If he really had such an experience, he would not deceive Xiao Hu, but he was afraid that when Wei Tian experienced this, he would not have any impression.
Secondly, the last Great Lute died in the sixth century, which was too far away from the current era. It was impossible for him to have seen Wei Tian, so it was impossible to fabricate Wei Tian's appearance.
"What exactly is going on?" Mustache couldn't figure out the cause-and-effect relationship in a short period of time. The handwriting left on the stone tablet is in traditional Chinese characters. Except for those in Hong Kong and Taiwan, few people in the mainland can understand such characters.
As a commonly used writing font, Weitian grew up in the mainland and should not have this habit.
The situation was a bit complicated, and Mustache had not yet figured it out. When Mustache browsed the pictures, the voice seemed to be thinking all the time.
"Tell me if you will back down."
"How to back down?" Mustache shook his head: "I have no idea what you want to do."
The voice was silent again, and it could be seen that it was hesitant, as if a person had to ask another person to do something for him, but he was afraid that the other person would know his trump card.
"I tell you what to do."
The voice may have made a decision. It described something. The thing appeared in Mustache's mind. It was very clear and intuitive. It probably came from the memory of Big Root himself.
The first thing that appeared in Mustache's mind was a hexagonal ball. This ball was as if carved from a flawless crystal, pure and without any flaws. The edges and corners of the ball refracted countless flashing lights and light spots, like
Like a large piece of diamond, crystal clear.
I have never seen this ball mustache, but I have heard related descriptions and have made some speculations. Regarding this thing, Da Lute is undoubtedly the most knowledgeable. It should be a sacred vessel in ancient religions. Although the sacred vessel
It was lost before Great Lute, but the appearance of the sacred vessel was still passed down from generation to generation.
"You have to find this thing, it's very important."
Immediately afterwards, another very familiar thing appeared in Mustache's mind. It was a funnel-shaped thing made of perfect alloy. This funnel was now in Mustache's hand.
"As long as you find these two things and come back to this place, I will teach you what to do next."
"Why should I listen to you?"
"Because I will give you a reward, a reward you didn't expect." The voice slowly calmed down.
Mustache was thinking about why Big Root's Cannian suddenly told him these things, and the other party's actions were obviously to let him complete some kind of plan.
But after thinking about it, he felt that Big Lute might have no other choice. The doomsday prophecy event had officially surfaced. In order to ensure the overall situation that had been laid out since the sixth century, Big Lute had to do this. Just like many martial arts novels
In the bloody scene, someone accidentally fell into a deep valley, and then had a strange encounter. Regardless of whether he wanted to or not, a unique martial arts was forced on him.
"I don't know where these two things are. They have been lost for many years. If you want to find them, I will not break my promise." The voice was a little hollow, like the state of a thick smoke before it dissipated:
"Open the coffin next to it and take out the hexagonal fragment."
"What is that?"
"This fragment is also very important. Use it to open the door you want to enter."
At this moment, Mustache suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment. He realized that it was not that Big Lute really thought that he could take on the important task. In fact, the other party just wanted to pass on some hidden information. The holy artifact was a prophecy of the end of the world.
The fundamental reason is that if the sacred artifact is always buried deep in a place where no one can find it, then the overall situation may become a dead end. But if the thing appears, there will at least be hope to complete the situation.
boom......
The voice completely subsided, and Mustache's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he suddenly rushed out from the endless darkness of the ground. His eyes returned to normal, with tombs and precious burials everywhere. During his exchange with Dalut, Duoji
Jinpu Ngawang didn't know what was going on, so he was very anxious and tried to wake him up.
"Hurry up." Mustache didn't have time to explain so much. He would not believe in any reward or no reward. If the last big Lut had the ability to do something, maybe the end of the world prophecy event would not be so confusing. This is just a picture.
Blank check.
But he will still take what should be taken away. The other original wooden coffin is very old, and the hexagonal fragments inside are probably what the Germans and pilgrims are eager to get in the world.
He quickly opened the ancient wooden coffin. The corpse in the coffin was completely rotten. A pure purple bull's head plaque hanging around his neck proved the identity of the coffin owner.
There were almost no burials in the coffins of Da Lute in the past. They were very simple. When opening the coffin, Mustache saw a shining fragment among the blackened bones at a glance. This was a transparent object.
It's a fragment. It's actually very finely polished. It's hexagonal and about one centimeter thick.
"Is this thing used to open some doors that should be opened?" Mustache carefully picked up the hexagonal transparent object.
At this time, Mustache caught some very slight noises. The passage outside the tomb was connected to the hexagonal wooden building. The entrance to the passage was opened, and the sound could travel far. He distinguished it and found that the noise was very
There was a lot of chaos and noise, and it was obvious that someone had entered from the ground.
Mustache quickly walked from the tomb to the exit, and then got into the passage. As he got closer, the sound became clearer. Someone must have come down on the ground, but when he reached the hexagonal wooden building, he was affected and threatened by invisible forces, which resulted in
There was a riot.
There are no other exits in the tomb chamber or passage. The man who looked like Wei Tian came in and out from here. He seemed to be able to withstand the power of the hexagonal wooden building, but others were not so lucky. The mustache
I began to wonder again whether that person was Wei Tian.
The people who came down from above didn't know that Mustache and the others were in the passage next to the wooden building. The messy light was constantly shaking. In the shaking of the light, Mustache saw a certain brown hat.