If it's not a dream......

And what's going on with this radio?

Why is it here, why is it broadcasting news like that, and over and over again?

No matter what the thief thinks, he doesn't have any clue.

Tai Sui moved under the light and looked at the other things on the table.

Flipping through those leather scrolls, you can clearly see the messy lines drawn on them, at first Tai Sui just felt that these lines looked a little familiar, and after a while, he reacted, these lines are very close to the lines on the treasure map of the thief.

It is always difficult for people to remember those incomprehensible things, because Tai Sui can't discern what kind of information these chaotic patterns express, so he can't tell for a while whether the lines on these leather scrolls can correspond to the lines on the treasure map.

But one thing is certain, and that is that the mess on all rolls is distributed in the same way.

After a while, the thief finally came to his senses, and he saw that Tai Sui had been rummaging the leather scrolls on the table, so he looked down.

It didn't matter if he saw this, the thief saint suddenly gasped: "It's all a treasure map!" ”

As soon as he said this, Tai Sui understood what he meant.

The contents of the scroll can indeed correspond to the treasure map.

The Thief also seemed to have discovered some anomalies that Tai Sui had not been able to detect, and he quickly grabbed a leather scroll and wiped the messy lines on it with his hands.

Just wiped it gently, and the ink with a few stray lines was directly wiped away.

The ink is new!

The thief put down the leather scroll, grabbed the pen on the stone table, and placed it under the light to examine it carefully.

The pen is made of a damp wood with a thick layer of linen wrapped around the perimeter, and the nib is shaved long, but the tip is polished smooth to prevent the leather from being punctured during the writing process.

Tai Sui was very puzzled, there was obviously no ink on the table, where did the ink on the tip of the pen come from?

The thief took the sackcloth from the pen open to reveal the end of the refill, and then he dipped the end of the refill into the oil lamp on the table.

The grease in the trough obviously has no color, but when it is dipped in the refill, it quickly turns into a rich ink color.

It wasn't until the thief pulled the refill out of the lamp trough that the oil in the lamp trough was transparent again, but the small part of the grease stained on the refill still remained inky.

"Corpse oil, back to Longmu?" The thief frowned.

Tai Sui asked, "What did you say?" ”

"I mean, the refill in this pen is made of Huilong wood, and the oil in this oil lamp is the corpse oil extracted from the evil corpse. When these two things meet, they react quite amazingly. The corpse oil contaminated with Huilongmu will be transformed into a very viscous ink, and if this ink is directly painted on the yellow skin with Huilongmu, the ink can last for 10,000 years. ”

"What is Chenghuang?"

"It's a strange beast in our world, I haven't seen it alive, thousands of years before I was born, most of the strange beasts recorded in the Book of Mountains and Seas have become extinct. Don't ask what the Classic of Mountains and Seas is, if you open your mouth to ask this kind of question, you will never be able to finish asking it. ”

"I just want to know, are these treasure maps on the table just drawn not long ago?"

"Judging by the ink, it should be."

"In other words, besides us, there are other living people here."

"Judging by the ink, these treasure maps are indeed just drawn, but judging by the thickness of the dust, no one has been to this place for a long time."

As he spoke, the thief raised his hand and pointed to the ground and the pestle beside the stone table.

Indeed, except for the clean table in front of me, everything else was covered with dust.

If, not long ago, someone was standing at a table writing or drawing, they should at least leave footprints on the dust, and even if there were no footprints, there should be other traces.

But the truth is, there is no trace of anything.

It's as if this table, and everything on it, suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Tai Sui and the thief saint's expressions were exactly the same at this moment, they were both full of doubts under their solemnity.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Tai Sui opened his mouth to ask the thief saint: "How do you explain it?" ”

The thief shook his head: "I don't know, there are many things in this world that can't be explained by common sense." ”

The two were talking when they heard a blast of wind flash outside the doorway.

The sound appeared very suddenly, and it disappeared very quickly, and when Tai Sui and the thief looked out of the door at the same time, even the tail of the wind disappeared.

Tai Sui carefully recalled the wind just now, and always felt that it seemed that a woman in a long skirt ran through the doorway.

Because in the sound of the wind, there is actually a whirring movement, like the noise of a long hem swinging rapidly in the air.

The thief's first reaction was to quickly shrug his nose, and then frown vigorously twice.

Tai Sui noticed his small movements: "What's wrong?" ”

The thief's face became more and more solemn: "Don't you smell it, there is a smell of ozone in the air." ”

"What does this mean?"

"It means that there is likely to be a fierce god nearby. You know ghosts, in our world, ghosts are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the fierce god is the most dangerous one. Do you know anything like spells or Taoism? ”

"No, it won't."

"That's the end of it, ghosts are invisible, and no matter how powerful your fists and kicks are, they can't hurt them."

"Who said that it can't be hurt, although I haven't seen a ghost in such a big life, but my master said that there are two sets of mastery in our sect, which can suppress evil ghosts."

"What is the mastery?"

"Tiangang Lock and Soul Sealing Talisman."

"Isn't this the mastery of the Soul Village?"

"You know again!"

"Don't tell me you're going to go to Qixinggang."

"I will, but I don't know what that footwork is for."

The thief saint was completely stunned.

Every time Tai Sui talks about the various inheritances of Xiaolongtan, the thief will lose his mind inexplicably, Tai Sui is particularly unaccustomed to his appearance, as if in his eyes, Xiaolongtan does not deserve to have so many inheritances.

Tai Sui looked quite impatient: "What's the matter, are you planning to spend more than ten or twenty minutes before deciding whether to go out or not?" ”

The thief felt a hint of anger in Tai Sui's tone, and instantly sobered up: "This place is really evil, we'd better hurry up and find what we're looking for, and then leave quickly, we can't delay for a moment." ”

After speaking, the thief didn't dare to look directly at Tai Sui's eyes, and quickly shrank back and drilled his head outside the doorway.

Before leaving, he also deliberately took away the tape recorder and the dragon pen.

Just now, Tai Sui clearly felt that someone had flashed in front of the doorway, but after returning to the tunnel, he searched repeatedly by the light, but found nothing.

Tai Sui guessed that maybe the person who flashed in front of the door just now was the drawer of the treasure map, but the thief saint insisted that the thing that flashed just now was definitely not a person.