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The problem of the prophet is often raised even in the real world.

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Qiancang looked serious, and he needed to let the prophet know that he was taking this issue seriously.

The prophet's eyes were as deep as the starry sky, as if there was a unique charm.

Qiancang said with a loud voice:

"Any problem, I will classify it into two categories, one is the actual problem; the other is the preset problem."

"The actual problem is the problem that I may encounter in life, or something that has a high probability of happening; the preset problem is the problem that I will not encounter in life, for example, one day when I wake up, the whole world will Made up of madness, and I am the only sensible person in fact."

When he said this, the Prophet nodded and motioned Qiancangyi to continue.

Qian Cangyi looked into the eyes of the prophet and continued:

"Even if the whole world goes into madness, I will continue to stay sane."

"Because I always think that everyone is unique, so I am also unique."

"In a world where ‘reason’ is both ‘crazy’, I don’t think there is anything wrong with ‘crazy’.”

"There are crazy people in every world."

Qiancang sighed as soon as he finished speaking.

"Interesting soul." The Prophet's body leaned back slightly.

Qiancang shrugged and did not answer.

The prophet looked at Qian Cangyi with a meaningful look and said:

"You will choose the original path when the world changes."

"I am different, I will choose to be the leader of ‘crazy’."

"Whether I am dealing with a wise world or a crazy world, I am willing to lead the world to move forward."

"As you said, everyone is unique, and someone is destined to be a leader."

"I am very satisfied with your answer."

"Tell me your name and I will take you to see the ciphertext."

"Aren't you here just to see the ciphertext?"

The Prophet stood up on the ground with his right hand after speaking.

"Wine Cup Yisu." Qiancang reported the name that he thought was in line with the rules of Wika Village.

"Your name." The prophet turned and walked to the carved wooden door behind.

Qiancang took a second to think of a name temporarily:

"Anthony."

After he finished speaking, he also stood up.

The prophet nodded and said:

"The ciphertext has been researched for some time, and I have also found some clues."

The prophet pushed the door open and walked into the bedroom.

Qiancangyi closely followed behind the Prophet.

The bedroom is very empty, about 40 to 50 square meters in size, with a window on the wall facing the door and a window on the right side for ventilation.

There is a long black table in front of the wall on the left. There are many bowl-shaped utensils on the long table. These utensils contain unknown powders of different colors.

The Prophet walked to the long table, and there was a black manuscript right in front of him.

Qiancang's eyes lit up, and this manuscript was exactly the "Verdela Manuscript" he had been searching for.

Originally, he planned to wait for the invasion of Wika Village and then slowly search for it, but he didn't expect to see it now.

Do you want to grab it? Still steal?

Qiancang's expression remained unchanged.

Make judgments quickly in your head.

Arthur can resist bullets. Arthur is the prophet's subordinate. The prophet also has sorcery. Unexpected situations may occur in Mingqiu.

The "Verdra Manuscript", as a cipher text, is very important to the prophet. It must not be stolen without knowing it. It can only buy a little time.

Both plans were rejected by him.

The prophet did not notice Qian Cangyi's careful thoughts, his attention was all on the manuscript.

"What is written in the ciphertext?" Qiancangyi was a little surprised, because the prophet did not intend to open the manuscript, but only placed his hands flat on the manuscript.

The Prophet did not answer, and his right hand grabbed the red powder from the vessel and sprinkled it on the manuscript.

Then, the index finger of the Prophet's right hand began to draw a few arc-like patterns on the cover of the manuscript, and then, a strange and incomprehensible spell was uttered from the prophet's mouth.

Flames flew out from the red powder.

There seemed to be a phantom waving branches in the pulsating flames.

The Prophet took a step back, then knelt down and raised his hands.

A strangely colored light appeared on the manuscript. This bright light was colorful, like a world in a dream.

Qiancang didn't expect that the method of using "Verdra Manuscript" was not to watch the content directly.

After seeing the light, the prophet stood up again, then turned to Qiancangyi and said:

"When you touch this light with me, you will be able to see the revelation of the'truth'."

"The'truth' will lead us to discover the answer."

The prophet stood a little aside and moved aside.

Qiancang took two steps forward, and then stretched out his right hand. As he stretched out his right hand, the Prophet also stretched out his right hand.

Both their right hands touched the colored light above the manuscript at the same time.

The "revelation" of the "truth".

The light gradually flowed along the arm all over the body.

The sound of thunder sounded abruptly in his ears, and Qiancang suddenly "recovered", he didn't even blink, but suddenly came to the ocean.

The prophet stood by his side, already familiar.

The dark clouds in the sky were crushed and the sea was stirred by violent storms.

As soon as Qiancang stretched out his hand, water droplets passed through his palm.

"New revelation..." The prophet looked at Qiancangichi's gaze more and more admiringly.

Qiancang was puzzled and asked:

"I...Where is this?"

The Prophet replied:

"This is above the Villefort, don't worry, we are just'watching'."

"I've been here many times, it's sunny, only this time is different."

In the thunderstorm, an oval-shaped island appeared on the sea in front, and the same light flickered in the center of the island.

Qiancang stared at the light, and the name of an island came to mind.

Sakura Island.

A strange island where the crew of the Blue Pearl once visited.

There are indigenous people who can communicate and call themselves Sakura on the island, as well as...the strange triangular cave, it seems that all the secrets are hidden on this island.

Amidst the thunder, there was a vague call.

The calling voice seems to be repeating a certain passage, but the syllable of this passage is quite complicated, more like a mantra in another language.

The light faded, and the surrounding scene returned to the bedroom of the Prophet of Wika Village.

Qiancang looked around, unexpectedly had a illusory feeling, it was a feeling like deep in a dream.

The prophet turned his head, looked at Qian Cangyi with a meaningful look, and then said:

"This time the revelation is quite special, I need to be alone."

Qiancang nodded, did not ask much, turned around and left quickly, and returned to Benjamin's cabin.

"You haven't been discovered?" Benjamin ran forward to ask after seeing Qiancangyi.

Qiancang shook his head and replied:

"No, I'm going out now."

"By the way, I told the Prophet that my name is Anthony, maybe you will use it."

"If there is anything, meet in the old place, I will keep people's attention."

"Be careful yourself."

Benjamin nodded.

Qiancang just stepped out of the door with his right foot, and suddenly thought of something. He turned his head, pointed at the clothes on his body, and asked:

"Do you want more clothes?"

Benjamin shook his head.

Qiancang Yi used it to approach the guard post from the dark first, and after the invisibility cloak took effect, he sneaked over.

By the time 10 seconds passed, he was already far away from the first time. At this time, he used the clock of eternal sleep and the guide of the time to go to the grave, and left Wika Village smoothly and unknowingly.

Qiancang first painted the topography of Wika Village in his memory on paper, and then went to the designated place to meet.

"How?" Robert looked tense, and it was quite late at this time.

"You can contact Merman." Qiancang nodded.

The preparation is enough, and if you continue to explore, it is difficult to know which believers will use sorcery.

The next day, Rachel and Milo set off for East Beacon City. Milo brought some supplies from the Wamir tribe, plus the situation in East Beacon City at this time, so they were ready to take the opportunity to exchange for some supplies.

It takes about half a month to go back and forth. Of course, rushing overnight can shorten the journey by one-third.

...

Must... Must tell Marshall.

The people of Wika Village are planning to leave.

Benjamin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and made up his mind.

Although the incident that he brought in the money warehouse last time has not been exposed, the incident of the money warehouse infiltration is still exposed after all, but this is not the reason why Benjamin was beaten.

The reason why he was really beaten was because... he eavesdropped on the conversations of believers.

Benjamin only learned about it today. Since the last time the Qiancang entered the palace in Wicca Village, Benjamin has never seen the Prophet appear again. The Prophet seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

Today, some believers in Wika Village are packing up their belongings and seem to be preparing to leave.

In the conversation that Benjamin heard, the believers mentioned "the prophet's order". It seems that the "revelation" that Qiancang saw on the day when Qiancang sneaked into Wika Village inspired the prophet.

At noon, Benjamin pushed his cart and walked to the guard post.

This is not the time he should leave Wika Village, but time is too late, he must tell Qian Cang Yi about this immediately.

In the scorching sun, Benjamin wiped the sweat from his forehead, his thin body hidden under the black robe, and his curved back creaked.

"How old are you now?" Qian Cangyi's question came to Benjamin's mind last night.

"Almost 10 years old..." Benjamin looked at himself in the mirror.

This is the mirror he asked Qiancangyi to bring.

The mirror was round with a white frame. Benjamin looked at his face in the moonlight.

His right hand slowly stroked his cheek, the wrinkles on his face did not look like a 10-year-old child.

The vague memory before the age of 8 came to mind ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Within a few months of being abducted, Benjamin's body directly moved from childhood to old age.

"There will be a way to recover." Qiancang knew that it was useless to say anything now, but he still wanted to comfort him.

Dou Da's tears fell on the ground.

Benjamin knew it was almost impossible.

The cultists in Wika Village have no such ability, otherwise they would not hide in Wika Village.

"Can I...can I give you a hug?" Benjamin looked up at Qiancangyi.

"Of course." Qiancang nodded.

Benjamin threw himself into Qiancang's arms like a child, and all the grievances in his heart turned into tears and crying.

Qiancangyi touched Benjamin's head with his right hand, looked up at the moon in the night sky, and couldn't help but lament that unfortunate people have their own misfortunes.

Benjamin came to the guard post, and just as he thought, the trolley was stopped by the guard at the guard post.