Corelli is now dead.

No, I think she's now enclosed in that weird abyss. At that time, not only were there countless guns, but all kinds of old and new wounds erupted en masse. Even if you don't fall into that abyss, you can't be saved.

Xing Jie has always been reluctant to think about that experience, because it is really difficult to hide the heart-rending pain. But it has to be said that in that moon pyramid, Corelli's performance is too abnormal.

Not only did she know how to use the mask, but she also knew a lot of secret passages that even her uncle hadn't explored.

How did she end up in Bloodshadow?

Where is that mysterious blending tank hidden?

Too many secrets, too many unknowable. But all the people were a little weird at the time. It stands to reason that such a thing happened. Professor Clint couldn't have given up so easily, and the uncle's performance at that time was too cold-blooded.

Even if Dima has the status of a priest in white, he is not allowed to ask his brother-in-law for help. But Xing Jie did not find any of the Holy See's strict, vain-minded purity dogma. Even the Pope, when talking about certain things, still did not hesitate to ask Xing Jie for advice, and did not have any embarrassment or felt that this kind of thing was difficult to do.

What happened back then?

Or was there something I didn't know back then?

I used to think it was normal, but now it seems that there are a few things that are not quite right.

How the hell did that Diego die? He was able to ignore the delusions of the illusion, make his way through the poisonous forest, know the Song of the Moon, and turn on the mechanism to get the bronze mask in the Moon Pyramid.

A person who could do this, only to die the second time he went? Xing Jie didn't believe that the man named Diego was a second-rate fool in the slums. The books in his room were so professional that I remember my uncle saying at the time that there were a few books that were even unique, and even he had never seen them. Can a thug in the slums get his hands on something like this?

Another thing is that I was able to escape from the Moon Pyramid and return to this town after such a long journey, and there was nothing wrong with it in between. Even under the guise of a fantasy, when he went again with a large group of people for the second time, he didn't take the wrong path at all, and he just walked to the mouth of the valley so naturally.

At the time, when it came to field tracking, Corelli couldn't stop by a few streets. But she was able to take herself down the wrong path, and she went to the opposite position of her uncle.

That's the biggest question in itself!

"Jay, what are you doing there? Come and try the pork chop rice here, it tastes good. The rat shouted from the edge of the table.

"Well, I'll go over it. Xing Jie nodded. Slipping the notebook into his trouser pocket, he turned around and walked towards the dining table.

I really doubt that this Ye Hao's taste buds are broken.

This so-called rough, desert-like chili pork chop rice made Xing Jie take a bite, and he had the idea of pulling out the gun, then walking to the back kitchen, and then shooting the rice cook.

Forget it, Xing Jie beckoned the waiter and re-ordered a copy of Mexico's most famous taco. It's that tortilla fish fillet roll.

"Fools, don't you? Come to Mexico, of course, to eat their most famous dish. This taco was eaten by my brother-in-law and I on a trip to Tabasco, not to mention, there is a couple in that slum who does this. The craftsmanship is good, and the whole dish can be described as sour and spicy and refreshing, and the taste is great. ”

At this time, which of these people in this bar is not a well-informed person who has traveled from south to north and south? What is so awesome about a mere steamed cabbage?

But when the plate was served, except for the uncle, everyone felt a little regretful. In any case, the golden tortillas are topped with tender fish fillets, bright red peppers, and a flavorful butter sauce. Compared to the red ones on their plates, the pork chop rice tastes much better except for the spicy ones.

But it's a little worse than that fat woman's cooking.

Xing Jie munched on the pancake and sighed with emotion.

Seeing Xing Jie eating that taco with taste, how could the others endure it? Immediately, they asked the little girl to serve the burritos in Xing Jie's hand.

As for what kind of noisy people those people had, Xing Jie didn't care, he just called his uncle aside, and then handed over the letter and notebook.

"Uncle, can you see if it's Ke Laili's handwriting?" Xing Jie said with a raised eyebrow.

At this time, Uncle Xing Jie's face was ugly, and he was trembling there with a letter in his hand. This is indeed Corelli's own handwriting, and he would never be wrong about this. Because there were some places in the notebook that looked like meaningless graffiti drawn casually, but it was a kind of secret language, and this kind of secret language was only known to him, Corelli, and Aziz.

"Is this the cave?" asked the uncle.

"Hmm. And I'm sure she and I haven't been out of my sight for a minute since she and I came out of the cave. Xing Jie nodded.

The uncle closed the notebook and carefully tucked it into his pocket.

"Xiaojie, it seems that I can't go with you this time, I have more important things to go. ”

"Don't worry, I just took Han Zhongxuan to find that place and complete the task, as for those digging or something, I don't want to get involved. ”

The uncle nodded, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly attached himself to Xing Jie's ear and said softly: "You have to be careful of that old guy in Clint Tekao, I always feel that something is not quite right with him." ”

Xing Jie shrugged his shoulders, not caring about what his uncle said. Since the last time Aziz took the secret medicine, he became like that, and this bad old man didn't even shush the cold and ask for warmth, which completely chilled Xing Jie's heart.

What to say is that in the heart of the desert dug up the ruins of a precious ancient city.

Xing Jie heard it and hehe.

Gu cheng?

What's the point of a pile of broken bricks and tiles?

For Professor Clint Kaw, who is in the first place of interest, this kind of thing will enter his eyes?

Xing Jie took a look at all the video relics excavation materials.

Summed up in one sentence.

That place is a shabby land where rabbits don't poop, and there is no scientific research value. Clint would have been there for nearly a month for the sake of such a ruined ruin, and when would his time be so worthless?

"Jay, what did your uncle do, leaving in such a panic?" Britta walked over with a glass of wine.

"It's nothing, it's just that your sister left a letter here back then, saying that she had a rough guess about a proposal from her former brother-in-law and Aziz.

However, I saw that my uncle took that conjecture very seriously, and hurriedly said that he was going to discuss it with Aziz. Xing Jie didn't hide anything, and directly told the letter to the tray.

People have a bad problem, when you tell the truth seriously, many people don't believe it. Again, Britta doesn't believe it, Han Joong-sun doesn't believe it, and Professor Clint doesn't believe it either!

If it were a different person, maybe they would just force each other to say it.

But Xing Jie is different, he also has his own power.

Moreover, they are all masters!