Chapter 137: That's My Place

I wrote such a little bit in two days, sorry, it's still not good...... Feeling, it's a bit back-and-forth......

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The so-called Four Seals of Earth, Fire, Water and Wind are actually mudras similar to the Mantra of the Esoteric Sect, and they are not just four, to be exact, they are divided into four categories in total, with dozens or hundreds of variations.

In the early days, these were common auxiliary postures of the Nashia people, and as civilization progressed, these postures did not lose their original meaning, but they were added with some new functions, such as...... In order to stimulate the effect of the giant prop, the effect will be different depending on the mudra.

Even the power stones that were previously discharged from the top of the Desert Storm Scepter can be converted into abilities that match their own type if they touch the pattern on the right surface with the right gesture, and can continuously replenish their ability deficit.

Of course, it is justified that in the Desert Storm Scepter at this moment, the energy that has been retained for hundreds of thousands of years has been turned into a embodied energy block, which has been stored by Dugu Hong in his own ability space.

The Desert Storm Scepter must be returned, and if people have no faith, they will not stand, as for the energy inside...... I'm sorry, but it doesn't seem to be in the original promise.

All in all, according to Sister Shui's technique and order, everyone pinched the handprints one by one and touched the teleportation stone, only to feel that the flower in front of them, the room they were in was very different from just now.

If the room just now feels empty, then the only impression of this place is that it is crowded......

There is obviously a space of tens of nearly 100 zhang, but it is filled with large and small instruments, from top to bottom, from left to right, only leaving a barely passable corridor in the meantime, and look at the modeling style of these equipment, the unique signal lights and fluorescent screens of electronic instruments on them are marked, that is not a product of the era of Nashia, but a product of modern technology.

"Looking at Sister Shui's handprint, the location of this room seems to be ......"

Dugu Hong was wondering where Sister Yu Shui had brought everyone, and on the side, Professor Lunt's earth-shattering cheers had risen: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, ancient geomagnetic monitor!" The latest automatic amino acid analyzer! Wow, microbial heterogeneous cultivation box! Pasteur Enzyme Digester! Deep stratigraphic profile sonar ......"

Looking at the array of modern equipment that was crowded together, Professor Lunt's eyes showed the innocence and purity that only a little girl would appear when she saw a stuffed animal, and his dim old eyes were full of twinkles of little stars: "Okay...... I want it so much! This too, and this, why...... Why is the lab always underfunded......

......The crowd was surprised that Professor Lunt, a half-buried old man, could show such a fanatical expression, and a voice sounded from the other side of the corridor, "Who are you?" How did it come out here? ”

Turning out from behind the corridor was a thin, mixed-race boy, with dark skin and red skin, holding a shovel in his hand, looking young, just when he was full of energy, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like an archaeologist invited by the council.

The young man's flexible eyes swept around everyone's faces, and finally stopped on Sister Shui's face, revealing an unbelievable look of shock: "You...... Are you the reincarnation of the goddess Hator? ”

Goddess Hathor is the legendary goddess of love and abundance, and is said to be one of the most beautiful of the ancient Egyptian goddesses.

"I am your most faithful believer......" After the initial surprise, the young man ran to Sister Shui with an innocent face.

But before he could pounce on Sister Shui's side, a big shock came from the top of his head, and the young man fell into the dust, and Dugu Hong took a moment to withdraw his hand: "When you meet the goddess, shouldn't you kneel down and worship?" When did the rules become chest attacks? ”

Although the young man's movements are fast, where can he compare to Dugu Hong's sharp eyes, although the two hands stretched out are hidden, where can he hide the deduction of the Great Yan Jue, if Dugu Hong does not stop it, and Sister Shui does not pay attention, the hands will fall nine times out of ten......

"Woo......" The young man turned over in the dust, and hugged Huang Rong's leg with tears in his eyes, "This sister, he, he beat me......"

"Where are you putting your hand?!" The young man pretended to be pitiful, and with a certain hand, he slowly moved upward from behind Huang Rong from an angle that everyone was not paying attention to......

It's just a pity that the person waiting there is still Duguhong, who has already realized it.

Taking the young man's hand out of Huang Rong's buttocks, Dugu Hong simply picked him up and threw him into the depths of the road: "This place is mine!" ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Huang Rong's sense of touch was still there, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he heard the words, "Besides, he's just a child, and you ...... him so seriously."

Before Huang Rong finished speaking, the young man who was thrown out turned over out of thin air, like a monkey, and fell to the ground unharmed: "Damn! He lay on the ground on all fours, raised his head alone, and looked at Dugu Hong with an annoyed expression, where did he look like a child again.

"Ramram, why are you so noisy over there, and you're lazy again?" The young man and Duguhong exchanged their eyes, sparks were flying at each other's eyes, and a voice sounded in the depths of the corridor.

Hearing the voice, the mixed-race boy named Ram Ram looked at Dugu Hong unwillingly, but his expression finally calmed down: "Teacher, I'm not lazy, it's a few newcomers who have suddenly come here, and I'm in contact with them......"

"Newcomer? I haven't heard of ......" As he muttered like this, the sound of heavy footsteps gradually approached everyone, and at the same time, there was a scattered sound of piles of objects on both sides of the road......

In short, the existence called the teacher, with a wonderful sense of oppression, gradually approached the position of everyone......

When the image in the depths of the corridor finally became clear and could be seen by Duguhong and his party, everyone without exception raised their vigilance, and what they thought in their hearts was ordinary: lying! That guy, that embodiment must have lied!

Except for him and the Spirit Department, there are no other people left behind in the entire ruins, so ...... What is this figure in front of you, who is two meters tall and dozens of dollars, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, like the reincarnation of King Kong?

Everyone was thinking like this in their hearts, but the figure who was like the reincarnation of King Kong suddenly opened his ape eyes, stretched out his mallet-like finger and poked it into the crowd: "Lent Bonaparte, you, you guy, how did you come to this place?" ”

"Cadal Dom, it turns out that you are hiding here, no wonder there has been no news of you for so long!" At the same time, Professor Lunt's almost indistinguishable response rang out in the crowd.