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The old man is tall and thin, with white beard and beard, wearing gray linen clothes, and holding a golden crutch in his left hand. The crutch is not very accurate, because it is longer than common crutches, and it is a bit like a Zen stick held by a monk. But the top is not the nine-ring style of the Zen stick, but a mighty and ferocious animal head. Those who study archaeology are no strangers to this kind of beast. This is the legendary gluttonous beast with its mouth open , with two upper and lower fangs, biting a dark blue round gemstone in his mouth.

The moment this person appeared, the three of them were all stunned. Wu Zhongyuan knew that the little wizard was in the secret room and that he was still alive, but he didn't expect him to come out by himself. Thinking about it carefully, the stone tenon on the stone door is likely to control the inside Pull out the mechanism, and the medicine in the mechanism will be released, so as to wake up the little wizard.

Different from Wu Zhongyuan's astonishment, Zhao Ying was more surprised. The life and death of the two were hanging by a thread. Since the little wizard appeared, he must be able to restrain the middle-aged Taoist priest in lavender armor.

The middle-aged Taoist priest frowned at this time, staring straight at the little wizard standing in front of the stone gate, fully alert, as if he was facing an enemy.

At this time, it is obviously inappropriate to call this thin old man a little wizard, because judging by his appearance, he is at least over 90 years old. Even if he can't be called a great wizard, he can afford to call him an old wizard.

It has been nearly a hundred years since the old wizard fell into a deep sleep last time. The long sleep seems to have affected the old wizard's sanity. At this time, his eyes were a little confused, as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

The middle-aged Taoist must have noticed this too, but he seemed to be very afraid of the old wizard. Although he was eager to try, he didn't dare to rush forward.

After looking around, the old wizard said something to Wu Zhongyuan, his voice was very small and hoarse.

Wu Zhongyuan was stunned again, he knew that the old wizard spoke Tibetan, but he couldn't speak Tibetan.

"Switch to Tibetan and translate for me." Zhao Ying said in a low voice.

Wu Zhongyuan turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw that Zhao Ying was not talking to him. Zhao Ying had a communication device on her body, so she should be talking to her companion.

The reason why the old wizard spoke Tibetan may be because he was surrounded by Tibetans when he woke up last time. Since he could speak Tibetan, he might also be able to speak Chinese. Thinking of this, Wu Zhongyuan decided to try it, but for a while I don't even know what to say.

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist not far away let out a cold snort, "Hmph."

Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head when he heard the sound, and found that the seriousness on the face of the middle-aged Taoist had disappeared, replaced by a little complacency and gloating.

Puzzled in his heart, he followed the middle-aged Taoist's line of sight to look at the old wizard. After a closer look, he was surprised to find blood oozing from the old wizard's left rib.

The stone chamber has always been sealed, and no one has ever entered it. How did the old wizard get injured?Could it be an accidental injury when the mechanism was opened?

After seeing the scenery in the stone room clearly, Wu Zhongyuan suddenly realized that this stone room is not big, and there is nothing superfluous in it. There is only a crystal coffin placed in the north and south of the central area, and there is a circular hole on one side of the crystal coffin. Earlier, the middle-aged Taoist tried to stab him to death by throwing a spear, but he dodged it. The spear pierced into the stone gate. The two-meter-long spear had only a 1.7-centimeter handle left on the outside, and it was [-] meters deep inside. The wizard was probably injured at that time.

I was so anxious that I dared to delay, "Grandpa, can you understand Chinese?"

The old wizard was breathing heavily at this moment, and when he heard Wu Zhongyuan's words, he tilted his head to look at him, but didn't answer.

Seeing the doubt in the eyes of the old wizard, Wu Zhongyuan knew that he did not understand Chinese. There might not have been any Han people in this area 100 years ago. After the old wizard woke up, he was afraid that he would find him, so he did not dare to go to the Central Plains.

Finding that the old wizard was injured, the middle-aged Taoist was not in a hurry to do it, but just sneered and waited for the old wizard's injury to worsen.

At this time, the old wizard had already seen the body of the emaciated man, and also saw the long spear that killed him. He stretched out his right hand and pulled out the long spear. He frowned and said something at the same time.

This time he was no longer speaking Tibetan, but a language somewhat similar to Wu Zhui's.

Zhao Ying and the others definitely couldn't translate this language, but the middle-aged Taoist seemed to be able to understand it, and answered something with a sneer.

It is unknown what the middle-aged Taoist said, but the doubtful expression on the old wizard's face became more and more serious.

The old wizard didn't come back to himself, worried that the middle-aged Taoist would mislead him, Zhao Ying hurriedly said in a low voice, "He is the person you are looking for, translated into Tibetan."

Zhao Ying wore earphones, and soon the transliteration came from the other party. Zhao Ying repeated it twice bluntly. The old wizard turned to look at her when he heard the words.

Wu Zhongyuan had already prepared it, and when the old wizard turned his head, he immediately took out a white jade and handed it over.

The old wizard threw away the spear, took the jade in his hand, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Seeing that the old wizard closed his eyes, the middle-aged Taoist not far away was eager to try again, but after several hesitations, he still didn't dare to act rashly.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't have any scruples at this time, he unbuttoned his clothes early, and when the old wizard opened his eyes, he revealed the golden dragon tattoo on his chest for him to examine.

I don't know if the old wizard hadn't seen the golden dragon tattoo before, or there was some other reason. After seeing the golden dragon tattoo, the old wizard was not excited and still had a puzzled look on his face.

Seeing this, Zhao Ying translated into Tibetan again and tried to explain, but before Zhao Ying could finish speaking, the old wizard raised her hand and interrupted her, and then said something in a puzzled tone.

After waiting for a while, but Zhao Ying did not speak, Wu Zhongyuan turned his head in doubt.

"The Tibetan he speaks is somewhat different from modern Tibetan, and translation will take time," Zhao Ying said.

The old wizard rested his right hand on his forehead and said a few more words.

Wu Zhongyuan and Zhao Ying looked at each other, they couldn't understand what the old wizard said.

The old wizard kept talking, his voice became louder and his emotions became more and more agitated. At the end, he left the golden rod and put his hands on his head.

Seeing him like this, the two were very anxious, eager to help but helpless.

At this moment, the old wizard suddenly regained his composure, reached out with his left hand, and held the golden staff in his hand. He chanted the spell urgently, and a blue light flashed on the top of the golden staff.

It wasn't until this moment that the two realized that the middle-aged Taoist had picked up the spear and rushed forward. At the same time as the blue light flashed, the old wizard was also pierced through the left chest by the opponent's spear.

Frightened, Wu Zhongyuan looked eagerly at the middle-aged Taoist, only to see a hole the size of a bowl appeared on the chest of the middle-aged Taoist, and he was stumbling backwards.

The old wizard fell, died before he fell, and left no words behind.

After taking a few steps back, the middle-aged Taoist also fell to the sky and died. At the same time as he fell, the armor on his body was scattered all over the ground, and the original lavender armor instantly turned black.

Shocked, stunned.

Zhao Ying was the first to react, "Come on, they are coming around."

Wu Zhongyuan was still in shock at this time, and couldn't recover right away. Seeing him like this, Zhao Ying hurriedly got in touch with her companions, "We are moving west, come and pick us up."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the golden staff fingered by the old wizard and dragged Wu Zhongyuan to the west.

Only then did Wu Zhongyuan react, "Did you miss anything?"

"Probably not, let's go." Zhao Ying ran quickly.

Running from the mountainside to the west side of the mountain, Zhao Ying saw a helicopter flying from the northwest direction from a distance. Zhao Ying folded the light stick and dragged Wu Zhongyuan to the flat area below the mountain.

The other party did not chase after them, and the two ran down the mountain and boarded the helicopter that had already landed first.

The plane took off and headed west.

Wu Zhongyuan took a helicopter for the first time. The propeller noise was so loud that he couldn't talk to Zhao Ying at all, and he didn't have the mood to talk at this time. He needed to think and sort out his ideas.

The old wizard died, and died together with the middle-aged Taoist. There is no way to send him back. This is the most direct consequence.

He can't care about sadness right now, and there are more serious problems waiting for him. According to the thin man's previous words, it is not difficult to find that the old wizard seems to have set up a formation that can send him back when he was awake, or he may have found a certain An ancient formation, the reason why the old wizard did this was undoubtedly because he was worried that no one would send him back after his death.

But the problem right now is that the old wizard didn't leave any last words, and the clues left by the skinny man were incomplete. He didn't know what kind of formation it was, and he didn't know where the formation was.

Worried and worried, Zhao Ying took off the headset for talking from the cabin and helped him put it on, "The words he said during his lifetime have been translated, and I will play them for you."

Immediately, a voice came out of the headset. At that time, some kind of translation software, the voice was standard Mandarin, "I know who he is, he looks like his father, my life has come to an end, and my spiritual energy is also exhausted in deep sleep. Fatally wounded, he was no longer able to send him back. '

At this point, there was an interval pause, and then "The man in front of me is a master of the enemy tribe. I don't know why he appeared here. I am not sure about defeating him. I can only lure him here and die with him."

Then there was another pause, and finally a half sentence, 'Find my descendants, they will...'

After listening to the transliteration, Wu Zhongyuan looked at Zhao Ying, and Zhao Ying was also looking at him, and she also heard the content of the transliteration, "It turns out that he has been awake since he woke up, but he was injured, so he can only pretend to be dazed and draw his opponent closer."

Wu Zhongyuan nodded, "But he kept his secrets secret, never thought that the skinny man was his descendant."

"What did that person tell you before?" Zhao Ying asked. The thin man avoided Wu Zhongyuan when he explained his funeral, and only told Wu Zhongyuan himself about the important things.

"There is still a third layer of sugar paper." Wu Zhongyuan said, the old wizard had a spare here, and the spare is no longer usable, but fortunately, there is a spare.

"Where is it?" Zhao Ying asked.

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "He died before he finished speaking."

"Is there any trace to follow?" Zhao Ying asked again.

Wu Zhongyuan nodded. The thin man mentioned a man named Abo before his death. This person is probably the brother of the thin man. When the news passes, you can go to the village to find this person.

"Don't be sad, they deserved to die." Zhao Ying comforted.

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head with a wry smile, "Death deserved? Why should I let someone die for me?"

"As long as you are willing to go back," Zhao Ying said, "There are some things that you could not bear, but you chose to bear them."

Wu Zhongyuan waved his hand, "Where are we going now?"

"Go where you want to go." Zhao Ying said, apart from the two of them, there was only the pilot on the plane. The reason why Zhao Ying arranged this was to make Wu Zhongyuan feel safe.

"Just find a place to put me down." Wu Zhongyuan said.

Zhao Ying nodded in agreement, and explained to the pilot that it was after one o'clock in the middle of the night, and there were lights in places where there were people. The pilot took the lights as a reference and sent the two of them to a place where there were people.

"Don't let him go." After Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, he took off his headset and got off the plane.

Zhao Ying didn't know why, so she followed and asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

"You tell him to wait here, and I'll tell you a few words." Wu Zhongyuan shouted.

Zhao Ying signaled the pilot to turn off the engine and wait, and then followed Wu Zhongyuan to a big tree not far away.

"I'll give you what you want, don't follow me anymore." Wu Zhongyuan said seriously.

Zhao Ying looked at Wu Zhongyuan suspiciously.

"Whatever you want, I'll give you what I can. Don't follow me anymore." Wu Zhongyuan raised his voice.

"What I did wrong, you can point it out." Zhao Ying said.

"You did nothing wrong." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"Then why did you let me go? Can you do the next thing alone?" Zhao Ying asked.

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "I don't know what to do when I'm connected, so I don't know if I can do it independently."

"Then why did you drive me away?" Zhao Ying became more and more puzzled.

"If I told you, I knew that the wizard couldn't send me back, would you believe it?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Zhao Ying didn't understand why, so she shook her head in astonishment.

"Let me tell you the truth. I found a stone tablet on the first layer of sugar paper. The stone tablet was left by me back in ancient times. It described what will happen next." Wu Zhongyuan said.

Zhao Ying was a little surprised, "What is recorded on the stele?"

"It has recorded some things that may happen next," Wu Zhongyuan said solemnly, "I have long expected that the wizards here may not be able to send me back, and I also know that I will go back in a year."

"What does this have to do with me? Why don't you let me follow you?" Zhao Ying asked.

"The wizard here failed to send me back, which means that even if I knew the result in advance, I couldn't change it. If you continue to follow me, you will die because of me..."