Because Wu Yi and the others knew the purpose of entering the mountain this time, they immediately understood the meaning of his words when they were mentioned by this little prophet at this time.

Ancient Chinese people believed that after death, they still lived a life similar to the yang world in the underworld, so they should treat the dead as 'seeing death as life', especially those emperors, who longed for their lives after death, and placed a large number of funeral goods in their tombs, which also responded to the second half of the little prophet's words, providing opportunities for these people to take advantage of, and at the same time vaguely pointed out the identities of the three of them-

The man who touches the gold.

When Wu Yi and the three of them heard this, they couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, and they were shocked in their hearts, could it be that there are really unpredictable prophets in this world?

The fellow on the side saw Wu Yi and the three of them with such expressions, although he didn't understand what the prophet meant, but he could also guess that the prophet's words were in the hearts of the three of them, and he couldn't help laughing,

"Little Brother Wu, I told you at the beginning that prophets are omniscient! Let him see if the three of you are fit to enter the mountain now? ”

Wu Yi also put away his previous casual attitude, hugged his fists at this young prophet, and said,

"The three of us were offended just now, and I ask for your forgiveness, but how did you guess it?"

As soon as Wu Yi's words fell, the old man with white hair and beard behind this little prophet immediately became furious, and said angrily at Wu Yi,

"The prophet is a spokesman sent by the gods of nature, and he is naturally omniscient and omniscient, and if you ask this question, it will make the gods of nature angry!"

Wu Yi glanced at the old man, and then looked at the little prophet in front of him, he was still smiling, and said,

"All things are spiritual, and all spiritual things can be discerned and clear by the gods of nature. Your souls are among all things, and I can see your hidden souls, so I can see your purpose. It's just that...... You, the soul seems a little strange, and I can't see through it. ”

As he spoke, his finger pointed at Wu Yi, and a glimmer of light flashed in his gentle eyes.

Wu Yi was also a little shocked by what the prophet said at this time, and said in his heart, can this person still see the tomb robbery system tied to his brain? But always being stared at like this by the other party, Wu Yi really felt a little uncomfortable, so he changed the topic and asked,

"Prophet, you better show the three of us first, this time into the mountain, will it go well? We'll leave right away, and we won't bother you anymore. ”

Hearing this, the prophet nodded, looked at Wu Yiyi and the others a few more times, and then closed his eyes again.

The fat man leaned into Wu Yi's ear at this time and asked in a low voice,

"Hey, I said Xiao Wu, you won't really believe his words, will you? According to the fat man, in my opinion, this is a special little god, didn't you hear him open his mouth as a god and shut up as a god? ”

Wu Yi waved his hand and replied in a low voice,

"Don't talk yet, I think this kid is really a little evil, you heard it just now, he answered your question very correctly, I think, let's listen to what he has to say now!"

After a full three or four minutes, the prophet slowly opened his eyes again, looked at Wu Yi and the others, stretched out three fingers, and then bent one of them again, and shook his head.

When Wu Yi saw this scene, his heart sank, but he still pretended not to understand, squeezed out a smile and asked,

"Prophet, what do you mean by that?"

The Prophet smiled faintly and said,

"The three of you go, and only two of you can come back, that's what it means."

The fat man was immediately unhappy when he heard this, and he was about to scold when he pointed at this child, but was forced back by Wu Yi, Wu Yi frowned and looked at the prophet again, and asked,

"What about the rest of the people? Why didn't they come back together? ”

The prophet stared at Wu Yi with a gentle expression for a while, and then turned directly into the house, and when he walked to the door of the house, he paused slightly, and said a few words sideways,

"Because that man ...... The ashes are gone. ”

With that, he shook his head and stepped into the house.

In the courtyard, Wu Yi's face was very ugly, and the three of them returned home with the fellow, except for the fat man who kept scolding, no one spoke along the way.

The fellow called a small basin of hot oil tea, gave Wu Yi and the three of them a cold air, moved a stool to sit aside, and said,

"Little brother, don't blame us prophets for not listening to what they say, but it works! Since he said that there is danger over there, then you should not leave, and it will not be too late to go after a while! ”

Wu Yi and the fat man glanced at each other, and the fat man slapped the table and said,

"I don't believe there will be any prophets in this world, Xiao Wu, let's go to that DXAL for a while, grandma, after the three of us come back well, you see that I won't demolish the house of the little god stick!"

Wu Yi waved his hand to signal the fat man not to get excited, then looked at the blind man and asked,

"Blind, what do you think?"

But the blind man smiled freely, and said,

"Master Wu, the old man also told you that before the old man poured antiques, he also used to tell the fortunes of passers-by under the overpass, and the old man also claimed to be a prophet at that time, so ah, the old man didn't believe in this set of tricks of unknown prophets at all."

Wu nodded, then grinned and said,

"Okay, let's follow the original plan and get ready to go."

When the fellow saw that Wu Yi and the three of them still insisted on leaving, they were really out of luck, so he asked Wu Yi and the three of them to wait for a while, and he went to sample things. After a few minutes, I saw the fellow come over with a double-barreled shotgun in his hand, and a deerskin bag full of shotgun bullets.

When the fat man saw the gun, it was like seeing a relative, so he went up and took the double-barreled shotgun, holding the shotgun is a stroke, a gun in hand, and I have a posture in the world.

Wu Yi was also surprised, in fact, the fat man complained before, saying that he didn't have a gun in his hand, so he didn't have a sense of security, but now it's okay, although it is an old-fashioned double-barreled shotgun, but looking at its caliber, it must be not small.

The fellow looked at the shotgun as if he were his own child, and there was love in his eyes.

Then he told Wu Yi and the three that the residents of this town are basically not Han people, but Oroqen people, who used to make a living by hunting. It's just that now the politics. The government protects DXAL's animals, so this shotgun has been pressed under the box and has not been used much for so many years.

Wu Yi suddenly realized, no wonder the prophet and the old man were wearing robes like Mongolian clothes, which turned out to be the national costumes of the Oroqen people.