"Squeak, squeak—"

The wooden door under the tree seemed to have not been opened for a long time, making a screeching grinding sound.

The two pushed the door and entered, and suddenly a light came into view.

The two of them blinked their eyes twice, adjusting to the light in the tree, only to see a bronze oil lamp hanging in front of the hall, although the light was dim, but it illuminated the tree quite brightly.

"Be careful, someone!"

Ji Yuan suddenly whispered softly, and her eyes gestured to the position behind the bronze oil lamp.

It's close to the walls of the treehouse, flanked by bookshelves with a slight shade.

As soon as the two of them entered, they were attracted by the light of the bronze oil lamp, and they did not notice the abnormality in the first place.

Xiao Nan's heart tightened when he heard this, and he hurriedly looked over, only to see a thin figure sitting facing the wall in the middle of the two rows of bookshelves, with his back to the two of them.

The walls are carved with many handwritings that are not legible, and the outer layer is carved with murals that stretch to the left and right of the treehouse, covering one wall.

The thin figure in a gray robe, bowing his head and silent, was like a statue.

"Senior, but the owner of this place, we took the liberty of visiting, just to find a way out of the canyon, if you bother, please forgive me. ”

Xiao Nan bowed his hand and paid a visit to the thin figure.

The thin figure had gray sideburns, and it was obviously an old man. He sat cross-legged and bowed his head, motionless, as if he had not heard.

Xiao Nan frowned slightly, and didn't dare to make a mistake, so he asked again.

But the wizened old man remained unmoved, and did not pay any attention.

"Something is wrong, let's go over and take a look!" Ji Yuan observed for a moment, her voice a little tense.

Xiao Nan nodded slightly, and walked with her to the thin old man. Footsteps landed on the wooden floor, making a slight crashing sound.

The bookshelves on both sides of the thin old man seemed to be impacted by the footsteps, trembled slightly, and suddenly fell apart like a broken shelf.

"Oh no, what's going on?" the two of them hurried forward, trying to save it, their fingers touching the bookshelf. The bookshelf seemed to be overwhelmed, and it turned into ashes at the slightest touch.

"This ......" The two of them didn't know why, looked at each other, and stopped their steps.

Bookshelves were scattered on the ground like flour, crushed into ashes and scattered all over the ground.

The body of the thin figure trembled, and suddenly let out a long sigh: "Alas......"

The voice was hoarse, as if it had not been spoken for thousands of years, and the sigh was full of vicissitudes and sadness.

At the same time as this sigh sounded, the thin old man suddenly turned into ashes and dispersed.

"He's already dead. Ji Yuan sighed a little sadly, "He may have been dead for thousands of years, this is the last sentence he left in the world, he was forbidden by his magic until we touch it today, so that he really dissipated into the world." ”

"I don't know who he is, but he seems to have a deep affection for the Fire Feather Tribe. Xiao Nan groaned, "It's a pity that the classics on these shelves, if they are not destroyed, should provide us with a lot of information." ”

"Senior, although the bookshelf is destroyed, the wall is still there. Ji Yuanwan smiled, she stepped forward to take a closer look, and couldn't help frowning, "What kind of word is this, I don't even know it!"

Her surprise was not unreasonable, Ji Yuan was a formation witch, familiar with many ancient formation books, and her writing skills were far ahead of many cultivators.

However, she had never seen the writing on the wall.

"It seems to be...... Witch rune words. Xiao Nan's eyes shrank, and he felt that the words on the wall were a little familiar. He subconsciously flipped through the records of the Inheritance Hall and immediately found many similar words.

"Seniors recognized?" Ji Yuan's eyes were rolling, very surprised, "I don't know what it means on this wall?"

Xiao Nan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I've only seen it in other places, and I don't understand its meaning at all." But...... Let me think about it for a moment and see if there are any similar words that can be compared. ”

He closed his eyes and pondered, quickly compared the scriptures in which the witch rune characters appeared, and reflected the translated meanings with other texts, and soon came up with some ambiguous meanings.

He opened his eyes, looked at the wall again, and suddenly translated something. Of course, he is only 60% sure that it is accurate.

"The old days...... Xin Hao Xingzun passed through this place and planted the Sycamore of Heavenly Destiny...... Then he ordered the people to take care of it, and evolved the tribe, and called it Huoyu ......"

"Now...... The world has changed...... Lord Xian Hao disappeared and disappeared for a long time...... Where am I going......"

"Fengluo Wutong...... The Great War arose, and there was no return...... Thousands of years and thousands of years...... What's the use of leaving me alone...... Now, my deadline is approaching, and I will remember the old things of the old people......"

The inscription is - the last generation of tree keepers of the Fire Feather Tribe under the seat of Xian Hao.

Sadly, he didn't even have a name. Ji Yuan sighed lightly, "It seems that the Fire Feather Tribe is extinct, and I don't know if there are any surviving branches." ”

Xiao Nan was silent, and took off the bronze oil lamp.

"You...... What is this doing?" Ji Yuan's eyes showed puzzlement.

"Fairy, the night is dark, we might as well take this oil lamp with us, so that we can explore the tree house. Xiao Nan smiled slightly, but secretly clenched the oil lamp in his hand.

If you are not mistaken, the style of this oil lamp is extremely familiar, and it is exactly the same as the bronze oil lamp next to the evil spirit green coffin in the Ronggu maze.

They should be oil lamps of the same age, or even the same batch. Burning for thousands of years, the light is the same as before, I'm afraid it's not simple.

"What do you see carved on this mural?" Ji Yuan didn't think deeply, and leaned closer to the wall to look at it through the light.

The old pictures, with simple lines and a degree of color difference, seem to tell a very long story.

A man dressed in a star witch robe stood in the clouds, sowing seeds into the canyon. Groups of followers fell, walked in the canyon, hoeed weeds, opened canals, irrigated, settled.

The tribe has evolved and inherited, and the seeds of the past have gradually germinated, branched, and scattered, growing into a towering giant tree towering in the sky.

A phoenix-like bird landed on the plane tree, and its whole body lit up with a thick flame. Thousands of Fire Feather tribesmen knelt down in the canyon and worshipped reverently.

Generations of tree keepers hold aloft their scepters, as if sacrificial, and preside over various rituals at different times.

"Here...... It seems that someone has deducted a piece!" Fairy Ji suddenly pointed to the last picture and wondered, "Look, there should have been two people talking in this treetop attic. ”

"Not bad. Xiao Nan looked at it carefully, and nodded, "There are still shadows of two people in this painting, but the real body has been detained by life, and only this empty attic remains." ”

"I don't know who it is or who is detained. Fairy Ji was thoughtful.

"Maybe it's something crucial, but not a figure who is well received by the tribe. Xiao Nan speculated, "To be able to live in the attic of the treetop, it is naturally the royal family of the Fire Feather Tribe, but I don't know why I was removed from the clan." ”

(Another book "I Have a God-level Keyboard" is easy and refreshing, this week's list, I implore genuine pirated book friends to add a bookshelf, thank you)