People in Zong Tomb, Jieling Pirates

Chapter 142 The real content

"That's right!" Chen Ziyan nodded in agreement, and then said: "It seems that we have to focus on the sacrifice."

Shirley Yang is right. The appearance of these colorful fishes and the method of getting to Jingjue are probably two unrelated things.

Even if they are forced to get together, the time is still a hurdle that cannot be overcome.

Looking deeply at the underground lake next to him, the messy thoughts in Chen Ziyan's mind began to be gradually sorted out at this moment.

It was only now that he realized that he and others had fallen into a strange logic circle.

What do they need to know now?

It was the way Prince Gumo went to Jingjue Ancient City instead of exploring the secrets hidden here.

Although there is nothing wrong with exploring the secrets of ancient tombs, everything must be considered in order, and this is still the case at this time.

Now that the method used by Prince Gumo is already known, why bother with the fish and the painted wall anymore, just try to restore the original sacrifice.

Hu Bayi also nodded: "Yes, although this little fish is magical, it actually has nothing to do with how to get to Jingjue. Now that we have solved the shadowless painting wall, there is no need to continue to waste time on it.

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After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Ziyan: "Master Chen, how about we go up and prepare the sacrifice now."

The priest didn't know how much blood he would need. He was afraid that there were too few animals nearby, so he wanted to start preparations as soon as possible. He couldn't kill the camel for this matter.

That would definitely be enough, but what would they ride when they went out into the desert?

What's more, the white dromedary camel was still there. Doing such a thing in front of Hu Da's envoy made Hu Bayi feel a little weak.

"The worms in the lake... are sleeping... summoned with blood... traced back to their source..."

But before Chen Ziyan could respond, a slight murmur came, attracting the attention of several people.

It turned out that while they were talking, Shirley Yang looked at the painting wall again.

Although her willpower is not as good as Chen Ziyan's, it is still far better than that of ordinary people. Naturally, the strange guidance of the painted wall did not take effect even though she was prepared.

When Shirley Yang saw the content of the wall painting clearly, she was surprised to find that the handwriting and content on it were completely different from what Chen Ziyan said.

According to Chen Ziyan's description, there are very neat ancient Central Plains calligraphy on the wall painting, and the content is exactly what he said.

But in Shirley Yang's eyes, this content has completely changed.

The shape of the fonts that appeared in her eyes was very strange. At a rough glance, it looked like every stroke was a wavy line. But if you look closely, you will find that these words have a bit of a pictographic flavor. In short, they are

It gives people a weird, ancient feel.

But Shirley Yang is very familiar with this font, because her grandfather was able to teach her personally, saying that this is the ancient script of their ethnic group.

Looking at the familiar font, Shirley Yang's eyes flashed with memories, and she murmured subconsciously.

Hearing Shirley Yang's murmur, the others immediately fell silent and listened quietly.

Although the whisper was very soft, it still reached everyone's ears clearly in this quiet and empty environment.

"Miss Yang, what did you see?" After Shirley Yang stopped speaking and regained consciousness slightly, Chen Ziyan quickly asked.

Although Shirley Yang muttered some words just now, he couldn't figure out the specific meaning just by relying on these words.

Shirley Yang's expression was still a little dazed, and she subconsciously replied: "I saw Zagramawen..."

Zagrama?

Chen Ziyan suddenly realized after hearing this, no wonder he always felt that something was wrong.

It seems that what she just saw was information intended to hide the information from others, and what Shirley Yang saw was the real cipher text.

Wang Kaixuan asked in confusion: "Miss Yang, this Zagra... or something, what country does he speak?"

He, Fatty, has always been studious and inquisitive, and this time was no exception.

If the text was valuable, he thought that if he took down the shadowless mural and took it back, he would definitely be able to sell it for a good price.

Anyway, this is nothing compared to a sarcophagus, which is just two stone slabs.

Shirley Yang didn't know this guy's sinister intentions. A flash of excitement flashed in her eyes and she said: "Zagramma script, this is a very ancient...ancient script."

"Oh." Wang Kaixuan's eyes widened when he heard the two words "ancient" came out in succession. After he responded with a simple and honest voice, he began to stare at the cave wall.

He had to study it carefully to figure out where to start. Even the American girl who looked at the high-pitched girl immediately came up with two "old" words. This thing was definitely going to sell for a big price!

This little thought on his part was probably not noticed by Shirley Yang who was in a state of excitement. How could others not see it?

But no one tried to stop him. Anyway, the fat man had a plan. As long as it didn't delay the business, he could take the shadowless wall back if he wanted to. It was just two stone slabs that didn't take up much space anyway.

As for whether Wang Kaixuan can successfully cut off the mural, they have nothing to do with it.

Shirley Yang, who was staring eagerly at the Shadowless Painting Wall, did not expect that as soon as she found traces of her family's ancient past, someone was already planning to pack it up and take it away.

She was immersed in excitement at the moment. Shirley Yang knew very well what she was chasing and how illusory it was, but since she witnessed the death of her mother and grandfather, she knew she had no choice!

But along the way, she couldn't find any useful clues.

The only thing of value is the murals and epitaphs in Prince Gumo's tomb. These two things prove the existence of Jingjue.

But now, Shirley Yang finally found the clue she was searching for in the shadowless wall in front of her.

The content inside this mural is actually both a secret message and a suicide note left to future generations.

The owner of the suicide note is none other than the predecessor of their Zagrama clan, that is, the fortune teller from a distant place.

This senior of the Zagrama clan wrote down his specific experience of coming here in a secret text.

It is said that after their tribe migrated, they learned that a new tribe had appeared in that place, and they had been monitoring it. However, as the Guidong tribe gradually grew, and the distance became more and more distant, this kind of

Surveillance is decreasing day by day.

After traveling around the Central Plains, he felt that the person who tied the bell needed to untie it, so he returned to the land where his ancestors had lived. However, Jing Jue had already conquered the Western Region at this time, so he was unable to successfully enter the sacred mountain.

In order to achieve his goal, the mountain-moving senior decided to help Prince Gumo defeat Queen Jingjue, so he secretly cultivated a fish from an ancient tomb in this underground lake, and used it to

He raised a real golden lamb, wanted to use this method to defeat Queen Jingjue, and entered Jingjue City to find out the truth about the curse.

But what he didn't expect was that Queen Jingjue really had some magical ability. At the moment when the plan was successful, he and Prince Gumo also suffered an unknown attack, which made his plan fall short.

He can decorate a shadowless wall before his death and leave information to future generations.

(End of chapter)