On the top of the stone wall, four big characters are clearly visible, which read "天记六人"!
Below, there are densely carved small characters. Victor knows every word, but when combined together, they are obscure and difficult to understand.
However, there is one word that Victor keenly captured, and that is "divination operator"...
He immediately recalled the last thing recorded in Vincent's suicide note, about the secret transmission of butterfly nature.
Vincent said that he got a secret butterfly message, but he didn't write down where he put it. Could it be here?
I never expected that this secret message was actually written in Chinese!
"No wonder Vincent didn't translate it until his death! I've never seen anyone study the Butterfly Secret Biography, because they simply can't understand the language logic of Chinese characters..."
After calming down for a while, Victor stared at the inscription again. The words on it were exactly the same as those written in classical Chinese from his hometown.
What about "A, B, C, D", "Zi, Chou, Yin..."
There are also some jokes that are similar to mantras, such as "Great peace will prosper, seek advice in the East; lingering matters are difficult to achieve, seek advice until the date is unclear..."
Victor pondered these jokes carefully. He didn't notice that a mysterious light suddenly appeared on the knuckles of his left hand. By the time he discovered it, several glowing words had appeared there: Da'an, empty death,
Liulian, Suxi, Chikou, Xiaoji.
Victor shook it a few times, but the words could not be shaken off at all, but disappeared in an instant.
He froze on the spot, and something suddenly came to his mind.
As a keyboard "general scholar", he had been exposed to some basics of Qi Men Dun Jia in his previous life, and these six words seemed to be some kind of divination terms.
I looked at the inscription carefully again, and this time, Victor remembered every word in his mind as if it was imprinted into his soul.
This is a set of formulas! Formulas that match the six hexagrams for divination!
Victor immediately realized that he now seemed to have learned a skill of "calculating with just one finger"!
Could this be the rumored secret training?
Just when Victor was amazed, the inscription behind the waterfall cracked with a crack, and the cave also shook, with rubble rolling down and collapsing.
Immediately afterwards, the space began to collapse, and Victor's body was shattered into countless pieces, but he felt no pain and woke up from the coma a few seconds later.
He opened his eyes and found that he was back in the deep pit he fell into in the first place. There were no tunnels or butterflies around him. He had just fainted.
What happened before was not like a dream. Although the six words on his knuckles disappeared, Victor clearly remembered their original locations.
The skylight at the entrance of the pit was much brighter than before. Victor looked up and did not see the ceiling covered with cobwebs. It seemed that he was not in a deep pit under the cabin now, but more like an open well. p>
Downey's shout came from above: "Victor?! Are you okay? Are you still alive?"
As he shouted, Victor saw a face peeking out from the pit above, with two small eyes full of "wisdom" hanging on the face.
After finding Victor's whereabouts, Donnie shouted his name in great surprise.
"Boy Victor, you are indeed in there, can you still move?"
"Not dead yet, just scratched a little," Victor coughed twice and said to him again, "throw me a rope down."
After Donnie heard this, he immediately disappeared from the door.
Victor was waiting for him to throw the rope. Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, a sharp wooden stick was inserted from the top. He screamed, spread his legs, and the wooden stick happened to be inserted under his crotch. Eyes full of "wisdom" appeared at the entrance of the tunnel again, with a self-righteous smirk on Downey's face.
"Rope!" Victor covered his baby and scolded Donnie. "As a sheriff of the Eastern Region, don't you even have a rope?"
When Donnie was yelled at, he quickly prepared to take the stick back.
Damn this idiot...
Victor was stunned, reached out and grabbed the wooden stick and yelled: "Are you a fool? You have already thrown it down, why are you taking it back?!"
Donnie quickly let go, and Victor used all four limbs to climb out of the pit using wooden sticks. It was not as deep as he had previously estimated.
However, when he climbed out, Victor did not smell the scent of the swamp, nor did he see the cabin. The deep pit next to it was just a hole in the sparse forest.
Henry was calming the panicked horses, and several long neighs resounded throughout the woodland.
"When we rode in just now, our mount was a little out of control. You don't know why, but you rode into the depths alone." Downey explained to Victor what just happened.
What is very strange is that Victor's memory is completely different from the other person's. Whether it is the swamp or the cabin, the two of them have never seen each other before. It is as if he has stepped into another world.
Bizarre...
Victor made a noise at the corner of his mouth, looked back at the empty forest, suddenly remembered something, and said to Henry and Donnie: "Wait a minute, let's go back to the immigrant camp and take a look!"
"What's wrong?" Henry frowned, he had just calmed the horse.
"There's something wrong with the guy who gave us the information!"
After saying that, Victor quickly mounted his horse and ran out of the woods very quickly.
Henry and Donnie looked at each other and hurriedly followed him.
A few minutes later, they were riding horses and standing on the hill beside the river, looking at the immigrant camp on the other side, their eyes froze instantly.
It was dilapidated there, and there were no traces of the few bonfires that were originally burning. Collapsed and torn tent canvases were everywhere. A wheel detached from the car and rolled into the river, half buried by the soil, and various debris was also along the way.
Spread all the way in the shallows.
The camp doesn't look like there are any living people at all, it looks more like it has been abandoned for a while.
Victor raised the reins, waded across the river first, and broke into the camp.
He rode around in a circle, and in addition to discarded items, he only found a few dried corpses, which must have been dead for several days.
It is obvious that this temporary campsite has been abandoned long ago.
"What's going on? Where are those people from before? Where did Miss Moran go?"
Henry rode over in surprise and felt quite chilled by this almost supernatural experience.
Victor patted the dirt on his shoulders, and his mind was quickly sorting out his thoughts.
There are too many weird places...
On the 18th, there was a fire at home and the whole family was destroyed. He himself was planted with strange creatures, but Vincent, the housekeeper, was not among the dead. Even the people in the town did not recognize him...
Later, Goldfinger guided him to a male prostitute and recognized Vincent's pocket watch in his hand. The male prostitute told him that Vincent was actually a miner in the ironworks?
Based on this clue, they traced it here and obtained the location of Vincent's home from an abandoned camp where no living people existed. However, only Victor found Vincent, and he had been dead for more than a year. Judging from the truth in the diary, Vincent is neither a housekeeper nor a miner, but a scholar??
Then Victor was possessed by an evil spirit and gained some kind of knowledge from a mysterious dimension...
Ever since the family was wiped out, the name Vincent has been guiding Victor's actions... He suddenly felt that everything in front of him was for him to obtain the mysterious stone tablet.
Now, Victor's thoughts were quite confused, but when he touched the manuscript in his underwear pocket, his thoughts became even more confusing.
"I actually brought this thing out?"
He hurriedly turned it out and saw that it was indeed Vincent's notes. The "tree-like" diagram of the ten sexual characteristics on that page was very conspicuous.
Victor stared at the note, and inexplicably remembered what the gold digger said to him in the dream.
Secret transmission is the carrier of invisible art...
At this time, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance, and the afterglow that was about to fall behind the mountains was divided by the figures of the two knights.
Victor raised his eyes and saw that two agents from the Inspection Bureau were heading this way. When they got closer, Victor recognized that these two people were none other than Weeden's two trainee agents. p>
"Investigator Henry!" The detective in the soft felt hat ran directly in front of the three people and said to Henry, "The chief inspector asked us to inform all the agents that they must gather at Dandelion before the 24th. Mr. Thomas wants to