"Aliens?" Qian Lang smiled disapprerovingly: "If you want to say that it is the history of civilization of a strange country or tribe in ancient times, I believe it!" But to say that it is alien or related to aliens...... Hehe! ”

"I'm not kidding, I'm not mistaken." Leng Xingyun pointed to the console, "If it's not related to aliens, then what is it?" ”

"This ......" Qian Lang hesitated, and his eyes rolled: "It may be the last modern person related to an ancient tribe, either to eat and be idle, or to commemorate the civilization that was learned from the ancestors or from the materials." ”

Leng Xingyun shook his head and sighed: "That's it, I'm too lazy to waste my tongue with you, anyway, you don't understand, it's important to find Zhang Fan first." "Cold Star Cloud Road.

"If it is really an ancient civilization, it means that these totems, carvings and words are at least more than 3,000 years old! It's like you know a lot. But then again, are you sure, Zhang Fan will be here? Qian Lang asked.

Leng Xingyun nodded: "Since we disappeared in place like this and came here, I think Zhang Fan will be the same." ”

"But there's no one here!" Qian Lang scratched his head and wondered, "Where did the others go?" ”

Leng Xingyun looked around to see if there were any hidden passages, but he searched back and forth several times, but he didn't find any hidden passages.

However, although this cave is large and has many strange furnishings, there is only one such one, and there is no place to hide people.

But he was very sure that after Zhang Fan disappeared, he would definitely be here for the first time. Since there is no one here, then it must have gone somewhere else.

It can't be that they disappeared for no reason, there must be some other reason, as they did when they came.

So, Leng Xingyun closed his eyes and imagined in his mind that he was Zhang Fan......

He completely brought himself into Zhang Fan's personality and psychological state, and the first time he woke up from 'himself', he must be very curious about where he was? Why did you come here? Then there is a call to them, but they are not there, only themselves, what should I do?

Everything here is strange that I've never seen before, but no matter how strange it is, it can't catch up with the thing that resembles a 'console' in shape.

What the hell is it? Why is this the case? Is it just a decoration, or does it really have some kind of operating function?

The stone buttons and wooden levers on it, can it really be used? If so, what happens after using it?

But with so many buttons and levers, which one should you try first?

His hand touched it lightly, then hesitantly reached for the longest wooden lever.

The lever, after Zhang Fan disappeared, has been automatically reset.

After Leng Xingyun imagined all of Zhang Fan's thoughts and actions, he pulled down the lever.

The bronze mirror on the operating table suddenly lit up, and a golden light shot out from it and shone on Leng Nebula, who disappeared instantly.

However, Qian Lang didn't deliberately pay attention to Leng Xingyun's behavior, he just thought that Leng Xingyun was still looking for some secret door everywhere, and he himself followed the blind search.

When I inadvertently turned back, I found that the cold nebula was also gone.

"Cold Nebula! Where have you been? Uncle, why don't you squeak first? Zhang Fan is missing, you are also missing, what am I doing? How can I find you? Qian Lang was anxious to look around like a fly without a head.

After looking for it, he suddenly remembered that when he last saw Leng Xingyun, Leng Xingyun was standing next to the strange thing that looked like a console.

So, Qian Lang also walked over, and after thinking about it, he also pulled down the longest lever......

When Qian Lang opened his eyes in a daze, he found himself lying on the floor of a stone room, Zhang Fan squatting to his right, and Leng Xingyun standing to his left.

"Qian Lang is awake!" Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"I now finally know how you disappeared." Qian Lang stood up, rubbed his slightly dizzy and painful temples, and looked at Leng Xingyun, "I still don't understand, what's going on with that golden light?"

Why is it that as soon as we are illuminated by the light, we shift our bearings? Also, what the hell is this place? Did you come in ahead of me and figure out what's going on here? ”

"I understand a little, but I don't understand it too much." Leng Xingyun said.

"What do you mean by that?" Qian Lang asked puzzledly: "What does it mean to understand and not understand?" ”

Leng Xingyun sighed, and stopped talking.

"Here's the thing." Zhang Fan explained to Qian Lang: "At that time, I was curious and pulled down the lever on the operating table, and then I was irradiated by a golden light on the bronze mirror and lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I was in this stone room full of murals. I was curiously looking at the murals and figurative texts that I couldn't understand at all, when Leng Xingyun also appeared.

After only a few seconds of dizziness, he woke up and said that we were transmitted by the light, and the light ...... He judged it to be from an extraterrestrial force. So, we are probably at the intersection or junction of ancient civilizations and extraterrestrials. ”

"Alien ......?" Qian Lang looked at Leng Xingyun in surprise: "Aren't you really joking before?" ”

Leng Xingyun shook his head: "I said a long time ago, I have never liked to joke. Although, I don't mind making a little joke once in a while, but this kind of thing will not be used to laugh. Because, it means a lot! ”

"Even if it's something left behind by aliens, what does that mean to us? You can't eat it, you can't drink it, you can't spend it as money, and you can't take it with you. It's not about studying this, how significant can it be? ”

After Qian Lang asked, seeing that Leng Xingyun didn't mean to answer, he thought about it and asked, "Could it be that it means a lot to you?" ”

Leng Xingyun nodded.

Qian Lang didn't say a word, but he was surprised in his heart that Leng Xingyun's life experience was related to aliens, and he made a series of brain supplements about it......

"How much does that mean to you?" Zhang Fan asked.

Leng Xingyun was just about to speak, when he suddenly remembered that Zhang Fan had lost his memory, if he directly told Zhang Fan that the things here might be related to his life clues, then he had to tell Zhang Fan the things he had told him before.

Leng Xingyun felt that there was no need for this, and at the same time, he was too lazy to repeat the explanation.

"Then can you understand what this is trying to say?" Zhang Fan pointed to the mural and asked, "How can we get out?" ”

Leng Xingyun walked to the mural on the east side, and after taking a closer look, he said, "I just saw a detailed explanation of this kind of mural in an ancient book.

But at the time, I was just bored and looked around. So, I'm not sure how much I can read, probably...... Only fifty percent. ”

"No matter how much he is, it's better than what we can't understand at all!" Zhang Fan said.

Leng Xingyun finished looking at the mural on that side, and then carefully looked at the hieroglyphs and totems on it......