The deeper we went into the Vientiane Shrine, the more there were too many things that shocked us and couldn't explain them, just like Ling Zhihan, whose expression was extremely confused now, she took a step forward, and her eyes fell on the completely mutilated and blurred inscriptions in the stone tablet.

Ling Zhihan asked Tian Ji for a dagger, and made a cut in the blank space of the stone stele, the sharp blade easily left a notch on the stone stele, and the fine stone chips fell, Ling Zhihan took it and rubbed it a few times in his hand.

"If the inscription on the stele is broken because of age, then the falling stone chips should be blown away." Ling Zhihan pointed to the body of the bully who was holding the stone tablet. "Why are there so many stone chips here?"

I looked at the place where Ling Zhihan pointed at it, there was a thick layer of stone chips on the back of the turtle under the tyrant, the color was the same as the one that Ling Zhihan scraped with a knife just now, if it fell off naturally, the color of these stone chips would become darker and deposited, and the stone chips on the back of the turtle were obviously just dropped.

"Someone deliberately destroyed the inscriptions on those important parts of the stele!" The general reacted, and his sharp gaze immediately swept towards the person brought by Bai Jin.

"It won't be them, these people's purpose is clearer than ours, they are all here for the wealth in the Vientiane Shrine, and they don't have the time to destroy the inscription." I crouched on the ground and looked at the stone chips. "What's more, we are here together, the stele is so huge, it is not possible to scrape off the inscription on it in a while."

"Zhuo Mingfeng!" Ye Zhiqiu was startled and said quickly. "He left the cave before we did, and he was the only one who had plenty of time to do it."

"Why did the surnamed Zhuo destroy the words on it?" Tian Ji was a little puzzled.

"He probably doesn't want us to touch the true secrets of the Vientiane Shrine." Ling Zhihan said.

I took a deep breath and turned my head again to look at the cave maze we came out of, Zhuo Mingfeng knew that his secret would be exposed, but he still told us the way to get out, everything was calculated by him in advance, he knew that sooner or later we would find the gluttonous ornament on the rock wall that should not appear.

Coupled with the fact that we can't find him, we will inevitably connect everything, Zhuo Mingfeng actually wants to tell us that we can get out of the labyrinth by following the gluttonous ornament, he didn't say it directly, because Zhuo Mingfeng wanted to delay us with the help of the cave.

He needed time, time to erase the inscriptions on the stele that he didn't want us to see.

The question goes back to our question at the beginning, how did Zhuo Mingfeng know everything in the Vientiane Divine Palace, and he knew it so clearly, he even knew the location of the stone tablet, this Vientiane Divine Palace had been sealed in the yellow sand for hundreds of years, and the last time someone came here was at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

From the time we entered the Vientiane Shrine, I had been paying attention all the way, and I was sure that no one else had entered in the past few hundred years, but Zhuo Mingfeng's incomprehensible actions were undoubtedly overturning my thoughts, and I really couldn't think of anyone who could know so well the structure of the Vientiane Shrine except for those who had been here.

The brain is very confused, it is difficult to make it clear that these are like mysteries, and the other people are exhausted because they have been circling in the cave maze for a long time, Bai Jin asked everyone to rest first, and sent two people to the entrance of the cave to guard, if there is any abnormal movement, the gun is fired to warn.

This road is exhausted, everyone is hungry before a drop of water enters, set up a fire to rest, and there are fire troughs on both sides of the heavenly street, the general in order to be precautionary, Hetian chicken dug a very deep pit in the heavenly street, introduced the crude oil in the fire trough, and formed an insurmountable wall of fire after ignition, even if the black gold corpse armor and Qi poor behind them pursued here, they could resist and delay for a while for the time being.

After eating, he finally had a lot more energy, Bai Jin seemed to have an innate ability to lead people, and he divided the rest of us into groups and took turns to keep watch, so that the rest of us could sleep for a while to replenish their strength.

I was in a group with the general, he wiped the gun in his hand with a cigarette, with him by his side, there was always an inexplicable sense of steadiness, and the smoke-smoked general squinted: "Go and sleep for a while, I'm enough for one person here." ”

"How old are you, and you can still do it." I smiled and put the blanket on the general's knees, he had an old problem with rheumatism, the root of the disease left by digging the grave, and the general said it was retribution.

"Lao Tzu can't die yet." The general was hard-mouthed and ridiculously relieved.

"I can't see it far, I promised the shopkeeper, a hundred years after him, I will give him linen and filial piety to the end, you have no children and no daughters, the master will be reluctant, and when you die, I will carry the coffin for you." I sat down next to the general and laughed playfully.

"That's it." The general kicked me in the back, and he smiled arrogantly. "When Lao Tzu goes down, don't forget to burn a paper figure for me when you turn around, your name will be on it, and there will be someone to accompany you below."

"Dream on, you've beaten me for more than ten years, and it won't fade when you're dead." I handed the kettle to the general. "By the way, Bai Jin said that you were also a talent when you were young, why didn't you have a daughter-in-law by your side?"

"......" the general stiffened and sighed. Yes, there is one. ”

"What about people?" I had never heard the general talk about these things, so he asked curiously.

"Don't talk about the old past." The general shook his head and looked a little sad.

I kindly touched the heartstrings of the general, I have never seen him so gloomy and sad, it must be an unbearable past, so that the general can't let go of it when I mention it now.

"When the shopkeeper is rescued this time, I also plan to close the mountain, thinking that I haven't been back for decades." The general took a deep puff of his cigarette, his lingering smoke revealing nostalgia, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. "It's time for me to go back and see."

"You're leaving?" After more than ten years in the Sifang pawnshop, I have been accustomed to the rough old men around me, and I never thought that one day I would be separated from any of them, and I asked a little overwhelmed.

"The leaves fall back to the roots, and sooner or later I have to go back." The general nodded.

"What the are you going to do with the shopkeeper and pawnshop?" I was suddenly a little anxious, in fact, I wanted to say, he is gone, what should I do, there is one less person who has been with me for many years, and I am used to being beaten and scolded by him.

"Don't look like you're going to mourn, Lao Tzu is not going to die, if you want Lao Tzu to come to see me, you can be on your own now, I'm gone, the shopkeeper and the pawnshop are not still you." The general seemed to see through my thoughts, and suddenly smiled meaningfully. "I guess, the next time you come to see me, you should also drag your family with you, and leave your baby with me when the time comes."

"Come on, you see someone wants me like this." I was amused by the general's words. "Besides, I really have a child, and I can leave it to you, maybe you will teach a gravedigger to come out again."

"You're not a problem that no one wants...... "The general suddenly smiled. You kid will have a lot of troubles in the future, and when the time comes, see if you still laugh or not, and you are not stupid to say, why don't you open your mind? ”

"When did I stop enlightening?"

The general smiled and said nothing, and continued to wipe the gun in his hand, I still want to continue chatting with the general, Tian Ji got up sleepily, he and the palace lord should be on guard, let's hurry up and squint for a while.

I guess I was really tired, I fell asleep, I felt someone pulling me in a daze, I opened my eyes with difficulty, and saw that it was the palace lord, and before I could ask, he covered his mouth and waved to me.

When I came out of the cave, I felt that something was wrong with the palace lord, and I always wanted to ask him what was going on, and when I saw his current expression, I guessed that it would not be a good thing.

Gong Jue asked Tian Ji and I to follow him, quietly and silently bypassed the sleeping people on the ground, Tian Ji and I looked dazed, and Gong Jue took us back to the cave.

"What the hell is going on? How did you become a chatter when you came out? I asked, confused.

"Come along and show you something." Gong Jue's voice was low.

Led by Gong Jue, we stopped at a fork in the cave, and the flashlight illuminated the rock wall, with a fist mark on it.

"We've been to this place, and this is the fist mark I left behind." Tian Ji looked at Gong Jue and was puzzled.

"I don't remember, we saw the lord in the portrait in Lu Qiao's tomb." Gong Jue said as he grabbed my hand and smeared crude oil on it.

"You've been finished, you've said it all, it has nothing to do with me, at best, it's like a look." I yawned and smiled weakly.

The palace lord ignored me, grabbed my hand and left a palm print on the white rock wall.

"What are you doing?" I was a little confused by the palace lord's actions.

"Before we came here, more than 100 elites of the East Factory and that mysterious lord had been here, and this matter was recorded by Lu Qiao in the documents, there is no doubt about it, and it doesn't matter why you are exactly the same as that lord." The palace lord looked at the palm print I had just left and said. "So far, everything is our speculation, such as the wrench worn by Zhuo Mingfeng, why the ornament on it appears here, you think Zhuo Mingfeng is related to the Vientiane Divine Palace, but I have dozens of different theories."

"What's that?" Tian Ji asked.

"For example, there are two identical wrenches, after all, we can't be sure, the gluttonous ornaments that appeared hundreds of years ago and now are the same wrench, or they are the same, but they have nothing to do with Zhuo Mingfeng, but they were obtained by Zhuo Mingfeng by mistake." The palace lord said to us seriously. "Wait, it's all speculation anyway, and in the absence of real evidence, any kind of speculation is valid."

"You're too far-fetched, where could such a coincidence happen." Tian Ji shook his head and said.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" I frowned and asked seriously.

"In this cave, in addition to the gluttonous ornament that shouldn't appear, I also found another thing that shouldn't appear." The palace lord looked at me and replied.

"What's that?"

The palace lord let go of his body, and the electric light in his hand moved to the side of my palm print, and a bloody handprint appeared in front of our eyes.

"What shouldn't be this, more than a hundred people have been here hundreds of years ago, maybe someone was injured and left this handprint when they were holding on to the rock wall." Tian Ji said disapprovingly.

"Take a good look at these two mudras." Gong Jue's expression was grim.

Tian Ji and I still didn't understand what Gong Jue wanted to tell us, his eyes fell on the two handprints, and after looking at them carefully for a long time, I really didn't see anything, and Tian Ji next to him was suddenly stunned, dumbfounded and said, "One ...... The same? ”

"What's the same?" I asked.

"These two mudras are the same!" The corners of Tian Ji's mouth squirmed a few times.

I was taken aback, took the flashlight from Gong Jue's hand, and compared the two handprints repeatedly, both in size and palm prints.

One is from hundreds of years ago, and the other is something I just left behind, and there can't be two identical mudras in the world, unless ......

This is left by the same person!

"I don't know how Zhuo Mingfeng knows about the Vientiane Divine Palace, I don't know if he has ever been to the Vientiane Divine Palace, but now I don't have to speculate, this is the real evidence, I can be sure......" The palace lord slowly stood in front of me, pointed to the handprint on the rock wall, and said. You must have been to Vientiane Shrine before! ”

I opened my mouth in shock, such a ridiculous thing, but I couldn't find a reason to refute it, these two handprints are enough to show one thing, hundreds of years ago, I once came here, which reminded me of the portrait I saw in Lu Qiao's tomb.

The mysterious lord who was enshrined by Lu Qiao, the one who looked exactly like me.

I've always believed that it was just a coincidence, but now I look at my palms dumbfounded, two handprints that appeared hundreds of years apart, but they have exactly the same palm prints.

"You're the mysterious lord!" The palace lord looked at me intently, his voice as shocked as his expression.