I nodded thoughtfully.

"Almost." The old man said suddenly.

"Almost? What do you mean? I stared at the old man more cautiously.

The old man finally made a move, he stood up, moved his stiff limbs, and began to walk leisurely among the summer ruins, towards the depths of the summer ruins.

His fearless appearance made me feel at the bottom of my heart. What does this mean? Isn't there enough confidence that we can settle down? Know what we can't do them any harm?

We walked through ravines, past ancient stone houses, and finally followed the old man and stopped on a large platform.

It was a stone, the area was very large, there should be more than a hundred square meters, in the middle of the platform, there was also carved a pattern of strange beasts, what kind of animal it was, I couldn't tell.

The old man walked to the center of the stone platform, suddenly squatted down, gently wiped the stone, and cleaned off the few dust on the stone.

"It's time to wake up." The old man sighed, and then began to undress.

"What the hell?" Dali asked inexplicably, "What does this mean?" ”

I'm confused too.

Everyone looked at the old man inexplicably.

He quickly stripped naked, then walked to the display shelf beside the stone, picked up a piece of animal skin that had been laid out on it, and rubbed it as if he were rubbing the skin of his beloved.

It was the only shroud of the ancients, and it should have been some years, and it was not easy to preserve it.

He wrapped the animal skin around his body, and inserted a few dried plants next to the animal skin into his hair, inserting them in a circle, and suddenly he really looked like an ancient human.

He walked to the middle of the stone, slowly crouched down again, grasped his fist, and smashed it on the stone with one punch.

I only heard a loud bang, and the stone actually shattered from the middle, and the deafening sound continued to echo in the huge summer ruins.

We were all stunned by the loud sound, how much force it had to cause such great damage, I gasped, I couldn't believe that everything I saw was real.

The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed something black from the crack in the stone. It was supposed to be the bones of a whole animal, not decomposing into bones, wrapped in a layer of dry, thin skin, unrecognizable, twisted, so I didn't recognize what it was at first glance.

I really didn't expect that there were biological remains in the middle of a large naturally formed stone. And it didn't turn into a fossil, which doesn't work at all in theory, and God knows how the hell that cat got wrapped in that stone?

The old man looked at the wreckage excitedly, with tears in his eyes, and gently lifted the carcass of the cat above his head, glanced at us with contempt, and then began to say something in his mouth.

Whew!

Something strange happened, and as the old man recited the words, a gust of wind blew in the summer ruins. At first, the wind was still light, and it could only blow a puff of dust. However, as the sound of "chanting mantras" in the old man's mouth increased, the wind began to become stronger, raging wildly, flying sand and stones, and the eyes of the fan could not see anything.

And in the midst of this chaotic scene, I could vaguely see that in the whistling wind, there were countless figures shaking, all of them looking sluggish and drifting with the wind.

Yes!

The old man screamed, and our attention was immediately focused on the old man.

When I saw it this way, I was immediately shocked that the old man's body had swelled a little for no reason, the muscles on his body were bulging, and even his height had grown a few points.

And those black shadows raging in the wind also crashed into the old man's body one after another, and every black shadow crashed into the old man's body, the old man would inexplicably enhance and grow a few points, the old man at this moment, beyond the height and thickness of normal people, burly like a hill.

"Do you feel a little familiar with this person?" Ali asked suddenly.

I looked at the old man carefully, and although I couldn't see him clearly, I could still see his appearance vaguely, but I didn't have any impression of him.

So I shook my head, indicating that I didn't think the person was familiar.

Ah Li said: "Isn't that the high priest who led the enslaved tribes to rebel against the enslavement of the Xia tribe back then? Fair-skinned, tall and burly, with a coix on his head ......"

"You mean, this person is the high priest who rebelled against the Xia clan back then?"

"I'm just saying that this person may be a descendant of that high priest. ”

Is it? I looked at each other in disbelief.

It is hard to imagine that thousands of years after the death of the high priest, there are still descendants who carry on his spirit and guard his resting place.

And what is the purpose of all this? Was it an attempt to resurrect the high priest? What the hell is the dried corpse on top of his head?

I watched this scene with great shock, and my heart was thrilled.

Soon, all the figures at the scene "crashed" into the old man's body, and the old man's body swelled several times, which is the real "tiger's back and bear's waist".

Meow!

As a strange cat meow sounded, the sky exploded with a thunderclap, as if in response to the cat's meow.

Strange, this place, where did the cat come from?

"Ahh Tang Yiyi suddenly screamed: "That's a cat, that's a cat." ”

Tang Yiyi pointed to the dried animal corpse that was lifted by the old man.

At this moment, I found that the dried corpse of the animal was rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, the dry and shriveled hair was gradually becoming rounded, and the skinny corpse was gradually expanding, and the distorted face was recovering little by little.

At the same time, the swollen body of the old man holding the cat corpse was actually shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and I suddenly realized that the old man's strong vitality seemed to be being transmitted to the dried corpse of the animal.

Could it be that the old man is using his life to wake up the dried corpse of the animal? I watched dumbfounded.

"Do you want to stop it?" He asked me vigorously, "What the hell is this?" Is it the art of resurrection? ”

I shook my head, looked at the broken stones around the old man, and said, "His own energy can crush the stones on the ground, and we will be hurt if we go up." ”

Meow!

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a cat meow again. The cat's meow was sharp and long, and it felt like a cat's paw was scratching my heart and liver.

I frowned, and suddenly I noticed that the cat's eyes were shining brightly, and I was trembling at the sight......

Lived, did you really live? I can't believe that life can really be restarted?