"What's wrong, Yuan Xin?" Mo Zhiming was closest to her and touched her gently.

Yuan Xin came back to her senses, looked at Mo Zhiming and shook her head, "I'm fine...... It's just an antique knife. ”

"Some of its emotions can only be conveyed to me, and I can feel that it misses this master named Mo Death very much, but it is very sad."

"It's the emotion it conveys to me......"

The mound of the miasma, the place where Mo died in his life, the place where Yuan Xin found the ancient knife, everything is inextricably linked.

"Don't worry too much, look at the candlelight." Luo Ziqing reached out and touched her head, comforting her.

Yuan Xin nodded and did not speak again.

Everyone looked at Yuan Xin, the shortest and youngest in the team, and stretched out their sinful hands one after another.

Yuan Xin raised her head and saw a group of people stretching out their hands one after another.

Luo Ziqing's face darkened, and he looked at everyone, "What do you want to do?" ”

Everyone, "We also want to touch Yuan Xin's head...... Bah! Comfort! ”

Yuan Xin, "......"

Tactically take a step back.

Partner: Are you serious about taking half a step back? A small action still hurts so much......

Why don't you touch Luo Ye's head and don't give them a touch!

It's not fair!

Luo Ziqing looked at it, and couldn't help but smile proudly on his face, sure enough, Yuan Xin still liked him the most and was most willing to accept him......

If he knew what Yuan Xin was thinking now, he might be angry.

At this time, Yuan Xin was thinking in her heart, Luo Ziqing touched her head and felt like her mother was comforting her, so what did the other friends look like when they touched her head? Or don't ...... Refuse!

……

The group soon returned to the conference table, and Sleepless took a pen to record the meaning of the two rays of light in front of the ancient knife.

Nikko is suspected of not dying in the pen 'Don't want to die to persuade the next life.' ’

Moonlight wrote for Mo's deceased family's hope that the terminal illness of the son can be eliminated, and he can live in the world and be healthy. ’

Bai Qingzhi and Mo Zhiming cooperated to turn off the light, while Sleepless brought a candle from the side to light it.

For a moment, the entire conference room was extremely dark, and only the candlelight emitted a warm orange glow shining on the faces of the people around them.

Yuan Xin placed the knife on the conference table, letting the orange candlelight shine on it.

The dense black pattern on the antique knife also showed shadows in the candlelight, and the words on it were displayed at a strange angle.

Sleepless leaned up with the candle and looked at the font on it to understand its meaning.

As he was about to translate, he looked at the content and frowned.

Luo Ziqing, who was watching from the side, also changed the indifferent smile on his face and realized that something was wrong.

"In the end, I have to travel here, and the strange disease is a butterfly. Leave a name - don't die. ”

Wrong! That's not right.

"Shouldn't it be a quatrain 'don't want to die to persuade the next life'? Why is there such a sentence here? ”

After wandering around, he came to a place called '嶚' by Mo Yusheng, his terminal illness and weak body were broken into butterflies, which should mean that the illness was cured.

Isn't the meaning of this the opposite of the sentence in the sun?

Don't want to go to life to persuade the next life, don't let Mo go to the next life to persuade the next life, a kind of artistic conception that returns to death and silence.

But the sentence mentioned in this candlelight clearly means that Mo is cured of his illness and rejuvenated after his wandering.

The artistic conception of this before and after is only afraid that it is not the same.

At this time, Luo Ziqing was also suspicious, who came first and who came after the text mentioned, or maybe the sentence mentioned on the daylight was not the quatrain written by Mo Jisheng.

It's a quatrain written by someone else about Mo Jisheng......

"Sleepless, wait a minute." When he was sleepless and about to take out the candle to turn on the light, he was stopped by Luo Ziqing.

Sleepless stopped and looked at Luo Ziqing who stretched out his hand and pointed to the position in the past.

It was a small black bump, and he thought it was a pattern, but he didn't see it seriously.

Luo Ziqing's tone was serious and serious, "Sleepless raise the candle in your hand, walk slowly around the conference table, and wait for a while, according to the angle of the light, I will stop if I tell you to stop." ”

"Huh?" Sleepless also noticed that something was wrong, and after hearing Luo Ziqing say this, he quickly raised the candle in his hand and revolved around the table.

In order not to block the light, the surrounding friends all moved away from each other, and looked at the ancient knife on the table with burning eyes.

Luo Ziqing watched the light and shadow change in that small line of font seriously, and when he walked to a corner without sleep.

"Stop!" Luo Ziqing hurriedly spoke.

Sleepless quickly stopped, holding the candle in his hand and no longer moving.

And Luo Ziqing here looked at the small pattern, because of the refraction of the candlelight, a part of the missing font gradually appeared on the shadow.

Luo Ziqing took a serious look and read it out slowly.

"'The Frozen Land, the Sleeping Giant, hidden in the altar, with the Ding as its body.' ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Is the suddenly severed clue connected again!?

For a while, the surrounding friends all looked at Mo Zhiming with indescribable expressions.

Mo Zhiming pointed at himself, looking innocent, "What do you want me to do?" ”

Can this guy's sixth sense still be called a reconnaissance plane?! This is completely a freak who combines metaphysics and science!

He said that the remnants of the Sixth Sense Foggy Mountain are connected to the Dry Miasma Mound, isn't this really related?!

Both of these translations appear in the Polar Land of Ice, and there is the term Sleeping Giant, and the latter two sentences say that he is hidden in the altar and takes the Ding as his body.

Where in the world is there a mountain range like an altar, isn't it the dry mound of the polar region?

The middle is like a circular altar, surrounded by mountains in all directions, and the black fog surrounds it all year round.

Yes! This kid can! This sixth sense, if you don't believe him, you really can't do it, you have to slap your face one by one.

"Sleepless, you can put it down." Luo Ziqing hurriedly said.

Sleepless breathed a sigh of relief, put down the candle in his hand, hurriedly turned on the light, blew out the candle and hurried over.

"Master Luo...... Such a small word, my God, I thought it was a pattern. ”

"There is something else ......"

Luo Ziqing smiled indifferently, could he say that he had fought with Yuan Xin's ancient pattern knife and seen the patterns on her knife?

He had also observed it in the sunlight and moonlight before, but he didn't see anything wrong with the pattern, and he couldn't see the meaning from the shadows.

But when Sleepless held the candle and was about to turn on the light, the candlelight flickered, and the light on it was printed with shadows, which seemed to fill in some of the analogies in the form of shadows.

That's why he let Sleepless walk around with a candle.

In fact, it shows that his observation just now was not wrong, and Mo Xiansheng really added such a sentence next to him.

But he seemed to be afraid that people would find out, so he used this little ingenious method.

But he seemed to want people to know again, so he wrote it down again.

This is a very contradictory person, on the one hand, he was afraid of being discovered by ordinary people and designed this ingenious method, and on the other hand, he wanted people who knew to find out, and wrote down such a place and location.

That's what can be proven now.

Mo had been to the place where the curse was activated in the Stone Spinning Chronicle, and at this time, everyone speculated that he might have found that place, and that his illness was also because of the good there.

And the place where Mo died in the end was also there, because the ancient pattern knife was left there in the end.

All this is inextricably linked with the ancestors of the Luo family, because the scabbard is ......

It seems that this miasma grave seems to be imperative.

Luo Ziqing seemed to feel in his heart that some answers should be able to be obtained from there.

The secret that the back of the Luo family's head is missing, the secret of Luo Chuanyue, the ancestor of the Luo family, and the death of Mo and the curse of decay......

There is also the problem of the flow of time on Yuan Xin's body, all of which is in the dry mound.

At this time, everyone's eyes were boiling with blood, and they wanted to set off for the dry mound.

But at this time, the expression on Luo Ziqing's face became serious.

"Guys, I know you're all desperate to go there, but now I'm going to tell you."

"We don't know anything about that place, even Yuan Xin, we haven't really entered the most central place."

"The dry mound is full of miasma, and the curse is decaying, this is not a joke. Dangers lurk, there is no medical treatment, all communication equipment is paralyzed, it is a place where no one approaches, and there are no villages. He swept the crowd earnestly.

"You have to think it through."

"I may not be able to come back for half a year, a year, or even a lifetime. It's not the usual and simple task it used to be, you know? Luo Ziqing looked at everyone and said seriously.

The eyes of the friends around him also became serious.

"Master Luo, since you have said so, how can we have a reason not to go?"

Sleepless took the lead to stand up, "I've been following you for a long time, if you hadn't rescued me from the mental hospital, I might have committed suicide a long time ago, and Sleepless would have sworn to follow you Luo Ye for the rest of my life." ”

There was a hint of amusement in his serious expression, "Besides, the Dry Miasma Tomb is so mysterious, I've wanted to visit it for a long time, I really want to know if it's as mysterious as rumored." ”

Bai Qingzhi also stood up and pointed at himself, "Master Luo, if it weren't for you and Mo Zhiming, I would have died on the road a long time ago, how could there be a new life, it was you who hung my life with aura all the way, and it was Mo Zhiming who forcibly rescued me." Wherever you go, I'll go! ”

Mo Zhiming also stood up and took a deep breath, "Master Luo, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to make medicine, let alone discover a new self...... Maybe by that time I would have been abandoned by my mother and become a little beggar on the street. ”

"This trip to the miasma, so many poisons and gases, how can there be no me?"

He grinned and pointed at himself.

Lang Ya also stood up and scratched his head, "Although I haven't been saved by Luo Ye, it doesn't mean that I don't have such a deep friendship with Luo Ye, and I was also rescued by Yuan Xin, without her, I might have been a waste person at that time." How could this miasma not be able to charge in front of me? ”

Bai Qingzhi also nodded again and again, "Yes, Yuan Xin also saved me, and I will go this time." ”