This story was first told by Ge Lao from Tsukayama, but unfortunately he is dead, otherwise you can know the origin of this story and learn more.

And now I don't have a clue.

For the details in the picture, Ye Xiaoqing should be the most vocal, what she sees. It may be more detailed than what appears in the Buddha's prophecy.

Her water-clear eyes were focused on the soldier from beginning to end, the soldier's blood had dried up, and the flag planted in the armor had been beaten by the wind and rain, and the rotten corners showed the longevity of the times, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, and it was precisely because of the long time that he felt extra shocked when he clenched the flowers that fell in his hands.

Why do people who have been dead for a long time live.

The intuitive feeling is that it is because of this flower, it is this flower that falls into the palm of his hand, he can be resurrected, it is this flower that resurrects him, or awakens his sleeping life.

The only person who has the ability to go from death to life is the underworld that has mastered the cycle of life and death, and it is limited to the white impermanence true body in the underworld, and even the power of the Hades is limited to the power of the underworld from life to death.

Could it be that this flower has the same power as Bai Impermanence?

Or......

It occurred to me that there was another possibility, not necessarily the resurrection. The fact that the dead can move does not mean that they will be resurrected, and there are not two dead and moving people in front of us? This flower has the power to turn dead bodies into zombies?

It's really incomprehensible, and deciphering things like using my brain is not my forte.

Ye Xiaoqing said: "There are too few hints given by this war, but it is certain that this should be the Bronze Age." The weapon held by the soldier was supposed to be bronze, and the pattern on it was also very ancient. ”

After Ye Xiaoqing said this, we also noticed that the weapon that fell to the ground seemed to be really like a bronze weapon.

If it were really a war that took place in the Bronze Age, then the history is very long, and the Bronze Age dates back to the third millennium BC. It may be 5,000 years so far, and this is the most recent year of the Bronze Age, that is, this war has been at least 5,000 years so far, and it has to go up.

In such a long time, it is difficult to have records handed down, and the transmission and recording of writing in that era were also in a very early stage.

But it is not completely certain that there must be no written record of related things, the ancients had the methods of the ancients, and the longer they came into contact with ancient things. The more surprised I am by the wisdom of the ancients, the more I dare not say that modern people are smarter than the ancients. The modern pursuit is the mechanical and electronic civilization, the ancients may pursue another civilization, perhaps has developed and been drowned in the long river of history, this kind of thing who can say clearly, after all, the universe is very big, the history is long.

The old monk said: "There is very little copywriting in this aspect of the Zen Temple, it can be said that there is none. ”

After all, this is a temple, and it was built during the Tang Dynasty.

Ye Wenqiang said: "Don't talk about it here, there are not a few cultural relics in the country five thousand years ago, I think the idea of studying this war is wrong, we should start studying this bird, this flower, after all, it is possible to inherit these things." ”

I nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's the right direction." ”

Ye Wenqiang sighed and said: "It's a pity that Tsukasa Mountain was destroyed, there was originally a library in Tsukasan, and almost all the documents after the unification of the pre-Qin script are available, Mr. Ge is very fascinated by this Tao, plus his hundreds of years of deliberate collection, almost everything, but unfortunately it was destroyed." ”

I first heard this story from Ge Lao, and he must have seen it from a certain copy, then the case must be in Tsukasan, but now it may have been ruined by this war. It's a pity indeed.

I said, "Do ghosts have attics dedicated to books?" ”

Ye Wenqiang said: "Yes." ”

There are five ghost towns, cultural collections are very important, no one will ignore them, and there are even four library pavilions in the ghost capital, and the scale is not small.

The blind man said, "Then let's return to the ghost capital as soon as possible and solve the mystery of the Buddha's prophecy." ”

Maybe he had a premonition that the warning of the Buddha's prophecy of the third painting might be related to the future family, and I actually had this premonition, if no one could contain the future family, then the world would be out of balance, and losing the balance would mean going to perdition, and the Buddha's prophecy was a warning, which makes it easy for people to associate these two things.

It also took us two days to re-enter the ghost capital.

The blind man couldn't see, and my dad was a farmer, he didn't know many words, and his education level was in the second grade of elementary school, so the task of finding the origin of the bird and the flower fell to the three of us.

But the strength of the three people is limited after all, the more people are the most powerful, I asked Xiaoqing to redraw the birds and flowers, and then ran to find the ghosts, the ghosts must be a lot of internal talents, maybe someone knows, even if there is not, you can also order to help find it together.

Above the attic, the ghost ghost stood in the wind, the cloak draped on her body was blown high above her head, revealing a tight-fitting suit, outlining her figure more perfectly and attractively, and her eyes were focused on the misty night at the far end: "Pei Donglai and Zuo Yi have entered the eighth layer of hell one after another, and there is less time left, you have been going for four days, do you have anything to gain?" ”

I handed her the picture in my hand and asked, "How is Ma Qianmo?" Have you left the ghost capital? ”

The ghost shook his head and said, "No, she has no intention of leaving as usual." ”

I said, "Isn't she going to leave?" ”

The ghost said: "She knows very well that if the people of the Hou family really want to find her, although the world is big, there is no way to accommodate her, don't look at her rejecting you on the surface, but she is actually waiting, waiting for you to give her hope." ”

Spreading out the paper, there was the third painting of the Buddha's prophecy, and the other was Ye Xiaoqing's more detailed painting of birds and flowers, and she was puzzled: "What is this?" ”

I said, "The Buddha prophesied that asking your people to help us find out where the birds and flowers came from may be our only chance." ”

She nodded, and a soldier came up behind her, put it in his respectfully raised hand and said, "Make a few copies and distribute them to the elders, and find out as soon as possible the origin of the birds and flowers that Mr. Ming said, and it is best to solve the mystery above." ”

The soldier immediately went.

The ghost's face still looked pale under the attic light, and I said, "You're okay." ”

She coughed lightly, but did not reply, surrounded by patrolling soldiers, motioning for me not to say such explicit words, and for her to maintain her queenly posture. Tujin Holy Ba.

I felt a little funny and a little proud, her charm and gentleness would only be revealed in front of me, and she said, "Whether it is Zuo Yi or Pei Donglai who comes out of the eighth layer of hell, I will leave here." As she spoke, she looked at me, her clear eyes becoming gentle.

I was shocked, did she want me to go with her?

It's a pity that I already have Ye Xiaoqing.

I said, "Where are you going?" ”

The ghost said: "Go to Xiangjiang first, you know, I got an identity in the yang world and controlled the Longda Group in Xiangjiang, and I can live well there." There was a hint of gloom in her eyes, if she wanted to save her life, she could only give up everything she had now, and it depended on whether Yan Jun would be merciful and let her go.

"What about you?" she asked. What are your plans? ”

I shook my head, I didn't think about this question for a while, and instead said, "What conditions do you need to become the king of the underworld, do you need a ghost king?" ”

If Pei Donglai is really calculated by Zuo Yi, I will consider asking Ye Xiaoqing to give up the battle for the Hades King and support the ghost in the shortest possible time.

The ghost shook his head with a wry smile and said, "We have all been tricked, the silkworm is fake." ”

My eyes widened: "What are you talking about, the silkworm is fake!" ”

The ghost said: "Fake, someone deliberately set up this bureau, the mound mountain perished, the ghost temple lost the ghost king, and the ghosts are also greatly injured, according to the current situation, it is very likely that Yan Jun Zuoyi is the one who set up the bureau, he is the biggest beneficiary of the matter, and this matter has the shadow of Luofu, I suspect that Luofu and Yan Jun Zuoyi should have reached some kind of agreement." ”

My eyes widened as I listened.

At this time, a soldier said, "Lord of the city, the military advisor asks to see you." ”

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