Crosso Manor.

At this time, in the Crosso Manor, in addition to the street lights in the manor, there is only the study that Ekalo now uses for office.

At this moment, there are three people in the study, Ekaro, Han Death, and Ling Yunyi.

Ling Yunyi returned to Krosso Manor this afternoon, and Han Yan is expected to return a little earlier.

"Handi, I heard that you recalled the Zero Mu River?"

Ekalo was still sitting in her place, pointing out the place behind her desk.

"Well, after all, there is really not enough manpower in [Eight Masterpieces] now." Sitting on the sofa, Han Yan, who buried his whole body in it, replied, "I asked him to investigate the incident at the construction site, and he should be back soon." ”

After meeting with the Tibetan antelope, Han Di returned to Krosso Manor and began his own work, taking over some affairs from Ekalo.

"How's that going?"

Aikalu asked a little vaguely, Ling Yun was confused when he heard it, but he didn't ask because he was very aware of current affairs.

Although it is said that he Ling Yunyi is now also the core elite of the [Eight Masterpieces], his status is not the same as that of the cold death.

When he had free time for many things, Ekalo asked him to do them as soon as he could, and what he did was relatively simple tasks.

"He wants to see the original ......"

Ling Yun didn't understand, but Han Yan did, after adjusting his sitting posture, after thinking about it, he still said the Tibetan antelope's request.

Han Di originally planned to discuss it with Ekalo as soon as he returned, but at that time, Ling Yun came back, and they immediately began to discuss how to deal with the [Sharp Shark Team], so he didn't mention this matter again.

"What about your opinion?"

Ekalo didn't directly agree or not, moving her fingers slightly, asking for Han Di's opinion.

Aikaru's subtle movements made Lingyun on the side look frightened, and he glanced at Han Yan with some caution, hoping that Han Yan would not say words that would make Aikaru angry.

It is understandable for Ling Yunyi to think so, after all, he has always been facing ......

"I don't think it's okay to show him, I can trust him." Han Di replied to Ekalo without thinking, which was enough to show his trust in the Tibetan antelope, "He must have seen the value of those things and wanted to see the originals with his own eyes." ”

"Okay, then do what you want."

The corners of Ekaro's mouth outlined a curvature, he still had a lot of trust in Chill, and there was no lack of trust in Krosso and Gal's eyes.

Chill's answer and Ekaro's reaction were both beyond Ling Yunyi's expectations, Chill's answer seemed so bold to him, and Ekaro's reaction seemed so unbelievable to him.

"Then I'll let him know tomorrow." After Han Yan answered, he turned his gaze to Ling Yunyi, who was sitting not far from him, "Okay, Ah Yun, don't have that expression, it looks weird and funny." ”

"Ah...... Ah......h

Ling Yunyi scratched his hair a little embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

"Don't be so restrained, the eldest sister just looks a little fierce sometimes, but it's actually very good in normal times."

Han Yan was generous and directly made a joke about Ekaro.

"You kid, don't make me up......"

Ekalo glanced at Han Yan a little helplessly, and before she finished speaking, the smile on her face froze.

"What's wrong?"

Han Yan was keenly aware of the changes in Ekaro, and felt faintly bad in his heart, and stood up directly from the sofa.

At the same time, Ling Yunyi also stood up, and he also noticed the changes in Ekalo's front and back.

Ekalo looked up at the bright moon outside the floor-to-ceiling window, her face expressionless, "Something's wrong, I smell the smell of blood, the faint smell of fish wafting in the air." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a small leader under Ling Yun knocked on the door and walked in.

Normally, when the core cadres of [Eight Masterpieces] have a meeting, no one can disturb them.

It is only when some big event happens that these lower members will knock on the door like this and come in without permission.

"Lord Ekalo, Lord Han, Lord Lingyun."

After the little leader respectfully addressed the three people in the study, he immediately opened his mouth to tell the news he had brought, "Something happened at the construction plant, and the Kuriyama Tenyu of the [Sharp Shark Team] launched an attack on us with about 100 people-"

"Those people seem to be the top force in [Team Sharpshark], and our brothers have already suffered casualties."

……

Underneath the shopping street of Miare.

Following Lingmu Chuanyue into the depths of the [Yin Temple], the picture that the Tibetan antelope saw became more and more unbelievable and obscure.

In fact, he has seen similar paintings of Tibetan antelope, and when he was a child, his father also took him to see many solitary books, and he also read a lot of old sheepskin scrolls.

In these parchment scrolls, the painters recorded their discoveries with hand-drawn pictures and long-lost symbolic texts, and in order to prevent others from easily peeping into their secrets, the painters' drawings were obscure, cobbled together with various symbolic meanings.

These frescoes, like those parchment scrolls, are "secret books" that are older than the parchment scrolls, books that record the secrets of thousands of years ago, and refer to ancient millennial civilizations.

"Do you understand this?"

Ling Muchuan walked forward to lead the way, and he didn't walk very fast, looking at the Tibetan antelope observing the mural behind him as he walked.

"I can try to decipher a small part, but only the most superficial part, and these murals contain far more knowledge of ancient literature than I have."

The Tibetan antelope sighed, if it was his father Bai Shi Yueshan, maybe he would have begun to interpret it at a deep level.

He didn't really like ancient literature very much, but thanks to the influence of his father, Mt. Shiraishi, he still had a lot of opinions about it.

The Tibetan antelope is used to refer to the blood-red area on the mural carefully rubbed, carefully smelled, and it was slightly different from what I had smelled before.

In the smell of iron oxide, there is also the smell of oil, and in this environment of blood, the red pigment gives off a stronger smell of blood, which should be thousands of years old, but the pigment is still sticky as paste.

Such a pigment cannot be made even in an era of advanced science and technology, but it appears alive in front of him, and the wisdom of the ancients can be imagined.

[If you don't guess wrong, this pigment should be the high-quality fish oil pigment that my father said......]

"Here we are."

Just as the Tibetan antelope was thinking about something, Lingmu Chuan stopped in a dark corner in the depths of the [Yin Temple].

From the light of the flashlight, you can see that there is a hole about 1.2m high, and when you reach out to probe, there is a faint wind.

"You go ahead."

The Tibetan antelope tilted his head and looked up at the mural for a long time, making his neck feel a little uncomfortable.

Ling Muchuan was silent for a moment, lowered his head and burrowed into the hole, he understood what the Tibetan antelope meant by letting him go ahead.

In the final analysis, he did not gain the trust of the Tibetan antelope, and let him go to the front to prevent him from making trouble behind.