A tomb!

The word pierced deep into Liard's ear, and then straight into his brain, echoing for a long time.

Lird didn't know what Jim's grandmother meant, but he realized that the old man's words, which were already stupid, might have touched the greatest secret that the Atlantean priests had guarded through the ages!

Jim said: "My grandmother used to sacrifice to the 'chicks' next to her when she was young, and she was the girl in white who always followed her to her side, and I kept thinking that maybe my grandmother might have been exposed to something deeper about the whole tribe during that time... Secret. ”

Jim's words were already understood, and Lird couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, but even so, his throat felt dry.

After a long time, Lird finally asked his own question: "That... What exactly is the grave?"

Jim just shook his head and said, "I don't know about this, Grandmother was in a very unstable state at the time, and she couldn't respond well to the outside world. And at the time... At that time, I also had a lot of scruples, although on the one hand I did not believe my grandmother's words, but on the other hand, I was also worried that my grandmother's words related to the core issues of the tribe, and I would never want to see the latter. So, even though I had many suspicions and doubts, in the end I resisted my curiosity and didn't investigate further. ”

Lird nodded, it did look like Jim's personality, not a hot-blooded person or a man who could do anything for the sake of curiosity. On the contrary, he has a prudence and caution that ordinary people do not have, and he is extremely loyal to put the interests of his clan at the highest point, for which he can pay and sacrifice a lot.

But Jim is also a person with a strong bottom line and principles, and he will stick to his own persistence with strong beliefs.

This is undoubtedly the case with the current crisis facing the Remnants of Atlantis, and when the danger completely crosses his bottom line, some of the ideas he clings to will be changed by this "crisis". Now, when Jim tells Lird about this secret information, he begins to deliberately defy Qianrou, and he wants to use this behavior to promote the change and development of things, so as to defend the bottom line.

From this point of view, Qianrou is not the most devout god in Jim's heart, only this tribal people are.

After all these thoughts flashed through Lird's mind, he also turned back to this thought, and the main direction of thought was still about the word "grave".

"Your grandmother mentioned the grave, and you said that your sacrifice must go through death in order to become a god, so you can see..."

Jim said directly: "You think that our gods are just empty words, in fact, they are simply dying. ”

Lird licked his lips, and though he didn't end up chapped, he felt the need to moisten it.

"Isn't that so?" questioned Lird.

Jim shook his head and said, "But this is in conflict with reality, and don't forget that [power] is really and truly displayed in front of us." ”

"Maybe there's nothing to do with each other!" said Lird's voice, which seemed to grasp an important point in his excitement.

"The power is real, and the priests of the ages, who thought they would become gods after death, did not fulfill this wish, they did not merge into the power, but simply fell into the void. ”

Lird's words made Jim ponder again, obviously Jim did not accept or admit Lird's statement, but Lird's explanation is also the most feasible statement at the moment, and everything seems to have been completed in some way.

After a long time, Jim shook his head and said, "Don't think about these things for the time being, let's talk about the past again." Ever since my conversation with the priest just now, I have deliberately seeped out something that I know. ”

Lird was taken aback when he heard this, his eyes widened instantly, he didn't dare to imagine that Jim would make such a reckless choice, at this time, a showdown with Qianrou would definitely not lead to any good results, and it was very likely to backfire, thinking of this, Lird shuddered.

Jim then said, "It's not what you think it is, I'm just telling her that what the tribe needs is not a simple god, but a complex leader, and that she may have to sacrifice between choosing a godhead and saving the tribe." ”

Leard's words let out a soft breath, and Jim's words, though still sounding radical, were better than outspoken.

"So Qian... How did she react?" asked Lird.

Jim frowned slightly: "She didn't make any statement, it seems to be very tangled and complicated." ”

Lird said: "If that's the case...", neither of them continued, but the answer was that they knew it by heart, and according to normal logical analysis, what Jim said might really be in Qianrou's arms.

"It's getting more complicated," Lird mused.

Jim said, "Maybe it's just that we're overthinking it. ”

Lird said, "What do you mean by that?"

Jim said, "Our current speculation about all the sacrifices is really just to know more about them, but even if we know everything, it is not the main thing, and we have only one important goal now, and that is to let the sacrifices carry out our plans." ”

After a pause, Lird asked Jim, "Jim, you seem to be very obsessed with this matter, and you are very confident in my crazy plan, can I know why?"

Jim said, "It's nothing, it's just a secret believe." Jim's gaze unconsciously turned to one side, and Lird knew that it was the place where Trista was buried.

...

Even with this conversation with Jim, Lird was still not sure enough, and even knew something that caused his brain to become even more confused.

Huddled in the tent, Lird's mind was full of thoughts, and the chaotic information could never be analyzed.

Eventually, Lird climbed out of the tent again, not wanting to think about it any longer, and he took a few more breaths of fresh air while visiting his father.

The sky that had been overcast all day began to clear up a little at night, and although the dark and heavy clouds still floated in the sky, the edge of the moon could often loom through the clouds.

The night breeze blew, and Lird felt cold again, and at this time he suddenly had a very strong desire to drink a steaming cup of coffee.

And the idea of coffee instantly turned to Wyatt Manor, and Lird also remembered yesterday's scene.

...

When Leard and Gerald finished a long conversation, Lird hung up the phone.

Troubled by the many complex physical terms, Lird was tempted to force the confusion out of his body, but it was obviously impossible, and the reason why he communicated with Girard across the ocean was to gain access to it.

There was no choice but to force himself to remember what Gerard had said, repeating what he had just heard, knowing that he had to memorize the rudiments and theoretical composition of the plan so that he could be the first to convince Jim to take him back to the Atlantean family.

After repeating it several times, Lird finally memorized the deeds of the experiment, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief, and only then did Lird notice that his forehead was full of sweat.

After wiping away the sweat from his hands, Lird leaned against the telephone, his mind gradually beginning to empty, and the endless blank space began to hide everything he thought about.

At this moment, Gerald's words suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Didn't you get in touch with Jenny?"

The blankness vanished, replaced by an unparalleled sense of tension.

Lird kept biting his fingernails, and for some reason, Lird was very eager for Jim to come back, so that he would not have to be bothered by this problem.

It is not that Lird does not miss Mr. Wyatt's family, in fact, in the recent long years, when he encountered many difficulties, his first reaction was to think of Mr. Wyatt's family.

In more than two years of being together, Lird has long regarded Mr. Art's family as his own, and he likes to live with them, talk to them, and seek their help in times of trouble.

However, when Lird set foot on Indian soil, he "betrayed" Mr. Wyatt's family. In order to be able to reach the destination with Jim to meet his father, Lird chose to work with Jim to get rid of the stalker arranged by Wyatt, so far he has completely lost contact with the United States, so far, Lird has not been in contact with the Wyatt family for nearly two months, and during this period, what kind of concern does the Wyatt family have for themselves?

This is something that Lird could not have imagined.

Remembering Gerald's mention of Jenny's change again, Lird's heart was even more twisted. It is absolutely her responsibility to be a girl who used to be extremely happy because she has now become depressed and like a walking corpse.

When he thought that he had been the first to dial Gerald instead of the Wyatt family, Liard's self-blame was a little heavier. So he decided at the moment that he must make up for all these mistakes.

Eventually, Lird dialed Wyatt Manor's phone with his fingers trembling with nervousness.

The call was just as long, but this time Lird only felt that time flew by.

Especially when the sound of "hey" came from the receiver, Lird was even more nervous, and almost dropped the telephone in his hand out of his hand.

"Hey, hello, this is Wyatt Manor, who are you?" the maid's gentle voice hissed, and Lird opened his mouth nervously, but did not utter a word.

"Hello, this is Wyatt Manor, which one are you looking for?" asked the maid again, and Lird remained speechless.

"Hey, is anyone listening to me?" the maid's voice became a little louder, apparently thinking that it might be a harassing call, and that she might hang up the next moment, and Lird knew what she had to say.

"Ahem... That one... Jane, is that you?" Lird said slowly.

The maid whose name was called was slightly stunned, and then said in surprise: "Oh, yes, may I ask who you are..."

Lird coughed lightly twice again and said, "I am..."

"Master Leard!" Jane on the other end of the phone suddenly reacted, and instantly let out a high-pitched shout.

"Master Leard, is that you?

Lird was caught off guard by the other party's enthusiasm, and he could only say to this: "That's right, it's me... That, Jane, Mr. Wyatt, is he resting?"

"The master and the wife just went to rest, but don't worry, I'll wake them up, they won't fall asleep at this time, you wait, I'll connect the phone for you to the bedroom, please don't hang up!"

Before Lird could reply, the maid Jane had already left the microphone and shouted, "Master, Mrs., Master Liard, he's calling, Master, Mrs."

Lird breathed a long sigh of relief, and at this time his heart was much more relaxed, as if he was once again in Wyatt Manor, and that reassuring sense of familiarity completely surrounded Liard.

Nearly a minute later, there was a sudden "click" on the other end of the phone, and Lird knew that the telephone communication had been transferred to Mr. Wyatt's bedroom.

Then I heard Wyatt's excited voice: "Liard, is that you?" and the tone was exactly the same as that of the maid Jane.

Leard laughed and replied, "Yes, sir, it's me." ”

"My child—" Hearing Lird's moan, Wyatt's voice became choked, and at that moment it seemed as if he was about to cry, and the vague but real voice also touched Lird's heart, and at that moment Lird's tears seemed to be falling.

The two men fell into a brief silence, neither of them knowing what to say to each other for a moment.

At this time, Mrs. Wyatt said, "Hey, what are you doing? Talk! Is it Lird calling?"

Mrs. Wyatt's words finally brought Mr. Wyatt back to his senses, and he said to Lird, "Son, are you there? Are you still there?

"I'm here, sir. Lird replied.

After being confirmed again, Mr. Wyatt finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Are you okay?"

"All is well, sir. Like a recruit reporting to his superiors, Lird answered Wyatt's questions earnestly, sentence by sentence.

Wyatt said softly, "It's all right, it's all good...", and suddenly he said eagerly, as if he had reacted, "That kid, where are you calling me now?