Chapter 067, Calculation

In the woods on the side of the road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The bearded man with a blue nose and swollen face was half-lying and half-leaning on a large, slightly flattened stone in the woods, and although the stone was covered with a gorgeous cloak, his eyes closed and he was inhaling the cool air between his teeth, and he still looked extremely embarrassed, and he had long lost the tall and noble image of being both rich and powerful in the past.

Even if the seven or eight guards standing next to him looked extremely powerful, all of them were tiger-backed. However, if you look closely, most of them either have skin on their foreheads or have a black bruise on their cheeks.

The bearded president was resting calmly against a stone on the surface, but in his heart he was so troubled that he couldn't calm down at all.

At this moment, a middle-aged man hurriedly walked over. When the bearded president heard the footsteps, he immediately sat up and asked, "Did you find it?" Did you break free from the seal and run, or did someone let you go? ”

"I didn't find any traces of the seal being forcibly broken." The man stepped forward and handed him a metal skein cage sleeve, saying, "But someone found this when he was looking for a horse that had fled in all directions." ”

The bearded man took over the cage cover, because the right eyebrow bone was swollen and tall by a kick from the colt, so he looked at things with his right eye squinted, which was very unaccustomed. But when he saw the smooth fracture on the cage sleeve, his eyes couldn't help but widen. As a result, this time it affected the wound near the eye socket, and the pain made him not close or open his eyes, and he looked like his eyelids were jumping wildly, as if he couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing.

"It's impossible to tell that someone cut it off. But I really can't imagine that if I slashed with a knife or sword, I could cut through this kind of dark gold skeinch harness that fits the magic seal without triggering the sealing array—I don't think I've seen this weapon yet? As he spoke, the man stepped forward and whispered to the bearded man, "There is also the tether, and the reins of the horse seem to have been untied directly." It's also hard to figure out. If this man was able to untie the reins without triggering the seal, why did he cut off the harness after leaving? ”

The bearded president held the cage and the reins tightly in his palm, and closed his eyes at the same time. It took a moment before he opened his eyes, and then waved his hand behind his back towards the guards. Seeing this, the guards all walked away together, but they were still seven or eight meters away from the bearded man, ensuring that they could not hear the two of them talking, and they could protect the safety of the elder.

When the bearded man saw the guards retreat, he said, "You're still too curious." It's not good to know too much about this divine envoy. ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes rolled over the road outside the woods, thinking that you can even use the gods to make the Lord angry, I am just curious, and you can't say it. But as soon as he thought about it, he immediately reacted, pointed to the smooth fracture on the dark gold skein, and said in amazement: "This is him-"

After a pause, he pointed to the other side of the road and said, "In the carriage over there—"

These two sentences have not been finished, but there is no need to finish them. Seeing that the bearded man nodded, he breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, he approached the president in surprise and whispered, "So you have seen the divine envoy?" Is it really three eyes like the legendary gods? ”

The president shook his head, frowned, and said, "It's the same as us, but the skin is yellowish, but it's not as dark as those people in the distance. The eyes are black. ”

"No wonder Father Tails rejects this one—" the man swallowed again, and looked at him left and right, "but it's a pity that this horse is stumbling." There are also many people and guilds who can mix wind horses and thunder horses to give birth to horses. But at present, the only thing that can cultivate and raise miscellaneous foals is this set of sealing techniques in our hands. It would be nice if there was a little more time, and when the power of the training sealing technique could be fully integrated with the harness, the ferocious wildness of the pony could be completely eliminated and the real mount could be achieved. What a shame! ”

"Although, you should never be sorry if you lose. But ......" The bearded man took out a large ring-shaped thing from his pocket, held it in his hand, and said for a while, "It's still a pity for that mother." Why was the Seal Domestication designed as a pair at that time? If you destroy this, that horse won't live. If it weren't for Father Tails today—"

"It's broken." As he spoke, the bearded man suddenly covered his face with his hands, then turned sharply in the direction of the Holy City, took out a stone-like object from his waist pocket, and threw it heavily on the large stone next to him.

The stone shattered, and a ripple of magic rippled and eventually formed a curtain of magical light, like a mirror suspended in front of the chest.

The light curtain stabilized, and a man's voice came from inside, the voice seemed a little surprised, and asked: "Lloyle, contact me in such a hurry, is it possible that you want to tell me that the drama over there has changed from fake to real?" ”

"No, there was an accident!" The bearded president, Lloyle, said eagerly, "Melor has really told him the news, and Mom's carriage has not come." But ......, the gods made him not in the carriage at all, and he stole my colt, and this array may have already reached the temple. Beware of the relics! ”

In the temple, in a small room, the bald priest Tails frowned slightly, and then said lightly: "Don't worry." Even if God gave an adult a holy thing, he would be amazed. However, I think that since it is possible that he has already arrived at the temple, he should go and rescue the two-eyed oracle who is trapped in the secret room. ”

Ending the magic teleportation, a smile tugged at the corner of Tails' mouth.

After leaving the room, Tails instructed a priest guarding the room, "Go and help me get the priest and the mothers over, I'll wait for them at the door of the chamber." ”

The priest saluted and hurried away, and Tails turned down a short hallway, then turned into the staircase that went down.

The staircase is still wide and rotates downward. But the further down you go, the darker it gets, and although every other section of the wall is recessed with candles lit for illumination, the whole spiral staircase is still a little dim.

When I went down to the bottom of the stairs, it was immediately much brighter. But it's a small open semi-circular hall. On the semi-circular wall, three doors open one another.

Tails first examined the magic prohibitions in the semicircular hall, and found that none of them had been touched.

"It doesn't look like it's been found yet." Tails glanced at the small hall leisurely, and said to himself, "What if you get the 'holy relics' in the secret room?" You probably didn't expect that last night we would have changed the real and fake relics. ”

PS: Every time my girlfriend wants to cut off my grandmother's diet, I am in a hurry, and then I go desperately to untie my hand prints. As a result, as soon as the results are not seen, it is even more anxious. The first few interruptions were due to this reason. I haven't wanted to say too much about this, but I didn't explain, and I saw that there was not much collection and it was falling off, so I still explained. The interruption a few days ago is also for this reason. It's this chapter, the writing stopped, and in the end, I couldn't take care of it at all, and it took three days to finish it. However, today, taking advantage of the momentum, I wrote nearly 9,000 words in one go. One night of results. Although there is still no result in solving the hand print in the past few days, it is useless to be in a hurry. It's better to write a book. Although I have always known this truth, when people are in a hurry, they really can't control their hearts. And I found that my heart, sometimes, was really a little breathless.

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