Entering the patina door, inside was a very simple room, only sixty or seventy square in size, with only one bed and one box.

There is no remains of the god of wisdom, and nothing else seems to have been left.

Can such a place be called a cemetery?

Zhang Yuanhang gently opened the box leaning against the wall, and suddenly the endless darkness shone in front of his eyes, almost rushing to his face, so that he couldn't help but lean back, and almost fell to the ground.

Flora, Xi and the others hurriedly gathered around, asking with concern if they were injured.

However, Zhang Yuanhang just shook his head and looked at the box that had been opened by himself.

There it was filled with darkness, and he had been frightened by it just now.

This darkness is not pure darkness, but like the night sky, with specks of light in it.

The light was so small and dark that when you looked at it, it seemed as if it was all dark.

Only careful observation can detect this spot of light in the endless darkness.

Zhang Yuanhang frowned and looked carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the darkness in this box was very strange.

This darkness would not give him any terrible negative emotions, looking at these darkness, Zhang Yuanhang felt that his mind began to be peaceful, and a sense of tranquility spread throughout his body.

After a long period of observation, Zhang Yuanhang even found that his spirit began to flourish, and even his soul had grown slightly.

"That's good stuff." Zhang Yuanhang stretched out his hand and stretched out towards the darkness in the box, "I'll take a look, what is this." ”

He reached into the box, and suddenly frowned, his hand empty, the darkness and the spots of light in it could not be touched.

He stirred it with his hands, and noticed that there was not the slightest movement in the darkness and the spots of light.

"Interestingly, this darkness and light spots seem to be in another dimension." Zhang Yuanhang took his hand back, ready to touch his chin and think about the problem.

But the next moment, his hands suddenly stiffened in place, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black streamer remaining on his palm, down his arm, and slowly slid down.

"How could it be, without a trace of touch, how did it end up in my hand?" Zhang Yuanhang held his breath and calmed down, straightened his hand, and the black streamer suddenly slipped into his palm.

Looking at the darkness sliding slightly in his hand, Zhang Yuanhang couldn't react at all for a while.

What the hell is going on?

Zhang Yuanhang's current strength can be said to be extremely strong, and his own feelings have almost reached the extreme, and he can clearly detect any foreign object that does not exist in his own body.

But at this moment, this darkness is not the same at all, if it is not for the eyes to watch, the dark streamer in the hand is not noticed.

Flora, Xi and the others also gathered around, and they looked at the dark streamer in Zhang Yuanhang's hand and began to discuss carefully.

Angelia asked Zhang Yuanhang to give her this thing, so Zhang Yuanhang gently flipped his side hand, letting the dark streamer slide out of his hand.

Androlia's hand was right underneath, and when the dark streamer fell, everyone's faces suddenly changed.

The dark streamer actually penetrated Androlia's palm and fell straight to the ground!

Angelia's brows furrowed, looking at her intact palm, and then at the dark streamer on the ground, and suddenly infinite curiosity surged up.

She crouched down several times to pick up the dark streamer, but couldn't do so.

Zhang Yuanhang also squatted down and stretched out his hand to pinch the streamer, but as if pinching a small drop of water, he re-pinched a part of the dark streamer on his fingertips.

He threw the small streamer into the box, and saw that the dark streamer had sunk into the darkness inside the box, without causing a ripple.

"Could it be that the Lord of Darkness was born from here?"

Yuni stood curiously next to the box, like Zhang Yuanhang, reached out and touched her chin, and guessed in an old-fashioned manner, "Those spots of light are the King of Light?" ”

When Zhang Yuanhang heard this, he laughed: "This is not accurate. ”

He took a deep breath, he was very curious about the box and the darkness inside, but it seemed that he had to take his time to find the right answer.

Wen Lan watched everyone else revolve around the box, and she ran to the bed to take a look.

The bed looked extremely ordinary, similar to any normal person's bed outside.

A bed made of ordinary trees, with several pieces of bluestone stacked on top of each other as pillars.

A thin quilt was folded on top of the bed, making it look as if the owner had not left for a long time.

But this is simply not possible, because I don't know how long it has been here, and the outer passages are covered in dust, but the place is still spotless.

After all these years, the wood of this bed is still intact, as if it has not experienced the passage of time at all.

This is very abnormal.

"Master, come and see this bed." Wen Lan shouted, and Zhang Yuanhang quickly walked over.

He couldn't figure out the principle on the other side of the box, so he threw it down and came to Wen Lan's side, and after seeing this bed, he quickly discovered the problem that Wen Lan had discovered.

The Lord of Darkness has been born for so many years, and a few years have passed here, and the ordinary wood has long since decayed, and the supplies on this bed will basically not remain.

But it's still like new, and there's definitely something wrong with it.

"The Lord of Light says that this is the burial ground of the god of wisdom, but how I look at it, it seems to be a dwelling place of the god of wisdom, and there is no cemetery at all."

Zhang Yuanhang pondered, unless this cemetery meant that the god of wisdom died here.

So, if the god of wisdom died here, what about his remains?

What about the bones?

Are all these weathered?

So if the bones of the god of wisdom are weathered, shouldn't the bed here be more rotten?

For a while, Zhang Yuanhang felt that countless mysteries appeared, and all of them seemed to be difficult to solve.

The Lord of Light and the Lord of Darkness have died, and the secrets they possess have left this world with them, which makes Zhang Yuanhang sigh a lot.

The feeling of not being able to know the truth is really bad.

Zhang Yuanhang pressed the bed board and found that it was strong and powerful, and then he saw that there were subtle traces on the sheets.

"It's like someone has been lying on it." Zhang Yuanhang thought about it, this should be the trace of the god of wisdom falling asleep on it back then.

He looked around, and there seemed to be no sign of his own meddling, so he lay down on the bed and savored the feeling of the god of wisdom lying here.

Then, at this moment, the moment he lay on the bed, one hallucination after another opened in his eyes.

This is......

The memory of the god of wisdom?