Cultivation and Slaughter Chapter 112 Another story.
Paired with music, the effect is even better!
Music: Dream With A Dream
Qin Yin'er didn't seem to have a problem saying this. But if you think about it, it seems to be full of loopholes!
If the story is really told in the third person. That means it's very likely that this story didn't come from the last team that came here, but from someone else!
What kind of person would go so far as to use such an ancient symbolic language to record such a thing? Or is there another possibility? The man who wrote this story was simply an ancient. But how does he know the future?
"You mean. Yan Haotian got goosebumps: "This story is from the hands of an ancient." ”
Qin Yin'er didn't affirm it, but said slowly, "Not sure." But only this possibility can be best explained. ”
Yan Haotian was obviously incredulous: "Impossible. How is this possible! How could an ancient man write a story from 10,000 years to come! There must be someone pretending to be a god and playing tricks!"
Yan Haotian said this, but he was afraid in his heart. He hoped to get some explanation for this impossibility from the sound of the music, even if it was an affirmation from his companions.
But the sound of the piano on the side suddenly became agitated after an inadvertent glance, and quickly changed direction, staring intently at the ancient characters on the stone pillar again.
Yan Haotian looked at Qin Yin'er's actions at this time, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
"This ......" Qin Yin was stunned, as if she had seen something more terrifying.
Yan Haotian had no choice but to walk in the direction of Qin Yin'er facing the stone pillar, and looked fixedly, when he was in the Tianyaqi Seminary, he had always been the worst in the class in this kind of ancient semiotics, and there was no one. Yan Haotian didn't like this kind of ancient language, and it wasn't that money or strength was useless to him.
But on the contrary, Qin Yin'er was the first in the class to learn this subject. I love this ancient symbolic language. There is also a lot of additional research.
"This ...... What the hell is going on? What's wrong?" Yan Haotian asked.
Qin Yin'er was still staring at the stone pillar: "You take a closer look, what is the difference between these two directions to see these ancient symbols." ”
Yan Haotian had to go back to the direction just now and come back again. But I didn't find anything.
The two directions kept switching several times: "This is also ......" Yan Haotian just wanted to complain and didn't find anything, but he also seemed to see something inadvertently in the last eye, and quickly moved his body to another direction to look.
Sure enough, there was a problem! A voice suddenly sounded in my heart.
After several repeated observations, Yan Haotian finally found out. Looking at these symbols from both directions, they have changed. In other words, what you see from two angles is that the two paragraphs are not the same. The reason why I didn't find out before was just because Yan Haotian had never listened well to classes about ancient symbols, and in this kind of class, he either slept or chatted. So he's not sensitive to these kinds of symbols. As the first in this class, the piano sound is found at the first glance in the other direction, and the symbols between the two angles are not the same.
Actually, it's not hard to imagine. Just imagine, if you don't know how to read, and you are in a state of extreme panic after listening to an unbelievable story hanging your own corpse in the air, will you still find those words that you don't recognize, and what has changed?
"What's written on this?" Yan Haotian asked.
Qin Yin stared at the ancient symbol at the other angle. By this time, she had already finished reading the other content above. But somehow, he didn't seem to hear Yan Haotian's words.
Yan Haotian touched her lightly, but Qin Yin'er was like a frightened cat, frightened a spirit, and suddenly sat on the ground.
"You're scared me to death!" exclaimed.
Yan Haotian had obviously noticed that Qin Yin'er's mental state at this time seemed to be extremely frightened again.
"What's wrong with you. What's written on this?"
"It's ...... up there" Qin Yin'er's eyes were straight, and she kept gasping, obviously caused by the greater fright.
It took a while to gradually calm down and say, "It's written on it." It's our story. ”
The voice did not fall, but Yan Haotian was like a thunderbolt from the sky.
Just now, he explained all this incredibleness to the fact that the people in the previous team were pretending to be ghosts. But now the same ancient symbols actually record the story of their own line. How can that be explained?
"Our story...... What is it like?" Yan Haotian asked strongly.
"It says we're in a scam. "The sound of the piano is weak.
"Scam?"
"It said that when we entered, this place was no longer the bitter sea it used to be. ”
Yan Haotian was a little puzzled and asked, "What do you mean...... No longer the bitter sea it used to be?"
Qin Yin'er shook her head: "I don't know, I didn't say it above." But above, our ending is written. ”
"What's the end?!" Yan Haotian's voice couldn't stop getting excited.
"It says that we can get out of this sea of suffering. But...... We've always been deceived by someone who is both friend and foe. That person is going to kill us all......" Qin Yin'er said.
"Friends and foes. Although Yan Haotian repeated, he couldn't help but have an answer in his heart at this time. A name keeps turning in my mind - Li Yifan!
Seeing Yan Haotian sitting on the ground with an unbelievable face, Qin Yin'er was not in a hurry to speak. Instead, Yan Haotian was relieved for a moment, and after his mood recovered, he said again.
There is one more sentence on this. ”
Yan Haotian was almost collapsed at this time, and raised his head to look at Qin Yin'er: "What words?"
He said...... One of us has become a puppet. Will help that person kill us and then kill himself. ”
"Impossible...... No way...... Impossible!" Yan Haotian stood up, looked at the nine corpses bound by chains in mid-air, and shouted.
And so the two of them sat in the cave for a whole day and a night.
The whole process, there was no communication. neither have they eaten or drunk.
It was another morning, and the scorching sun shone over the sand sea, and the light shone through the hole above, like nature's last gift to the outlaw.
Yan Haotian slowly straightened up.
Qin Yin'er's eyes were bloodshot and she looked up at him. The two of them sat there and had not slept for a day and a night.
After a long time, Yan Haotian slowly spoke: "There must be something wrong with this." ”
"But how do we explain the corpse above. Qin Yin'er's eyes were straight at this time, and she seemed to be terrified to the extreme, unable to break free.
Yan Haotian squatted down and held Qin Yin'er's shoulder.
"Yin'er...... Yin'er!"
After Qin Yin'er was called by Yan Haotian for a while, she recruited the gods, and her eyes seemed to have recovered a little bit of brilliance. looked at Yan Haotian.
"We can't just sit still!" Yan Hao said.
"Then what do you want to do. "Qin Yin'er hasn't come out of the panic yet.
"Let's go up first. Yan Haotian said that, and climbed out of the not high cave with the sound of the qin.
Qin Yin'er covered the dazzling sunlight above her head with her hands, although it was only one day and one night, but such sunshine seemed to see the light of day for her!
Yan Haotian looked into the distance and said, "We have to call everyone first." ”
"What are you going to do?" Qin Yin'er asked, looking at Yan Haotian.
Yan Hao Tianqiang smiled: "Mountain people have their own clever plans. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Yin'er, did your eighth mark lock on all of us a long time ago?" Isn't it possible to get to everyone's location exactly now?"
The eighth mark of the piano is that it can transmit any aspect of the effect like a locked person. Even if you want to punch someone locked in the air, it's not difficult. But if you want to be locked, you have to have a drop of blood from the person who is locked. She is often used as a means of remote precision therapy and various buffs. And as a team that often fights together, the other eight people have already given Qin Yin'er blood and are locked by her. Such a lock can be held in effect forever until the sound dies.
Qin Yin'er nodded weakly.
"Okay, with your eighth mark. I'll use the marker to turn them all around through your eighth mark. "Yan Hao Heavenly Dao.
Qin Yi'er didn't understand what Yan Haotian meant, but said with some doubts: "How do you want to turn them around?"
"It's not that much right now, it has to be known to everyone. ”
Qin Yin'er was still a little hesitant: "Have you forgotten the last sentence of our story?"
"Yin'er. Yan Haotian looked at her seriously: "Let's be together, it's been almost ten years." Aren't you enough to trust them and even give up your life?"
This voice kept echoing in the heart of the piano. yes! It's been almost 10 years. From the Heavenly Ace Divine Courtyard to the present, the group has experienced countless dangers and difficulties together. They have long treated each other as brothers and sisters, and any one of them can even become the back of the other in the most dangerous time!
Qin Yin'er nodded.
"So how do we do it. ”
Yan Haotian saw that she had recovered a lot, and said with a smile: "I said, the mountain people have their own tricks, you remember that your eighth mark can open a passage to transport materials, right?" ”
Qin Yin'er thought for a moment, seemed to be able to guess something reluctantly, and explained: "That passage can only allow power, or certain substances, to pass through, and people cannot pass through. I can't even get past the sound. ”
"Of course I do. Yan Haotian was confident: "You just need to open that passage and let my power pass." ”
Qin Yi'er nodded as if she didn't understand, so she had to do it.
The eight notes of the baoqin were sacrificed, the eighth mark was shining, and a beautiful sound of the qin sounded.
In front of the two of them, at the moment when the eight notes played, a black light gate suddenly appeared, and Qin Yin'er was almost exhausted at the same time as the eighth mark opened, and the power of the blood contract on his body was almost exhausted at this time.
In fact, the usual backbones of the team have always been Mo Mingzhe and Chu Xinying. Yan Haotian is usually just an executor, and rarely thinks of his own ideas, and at this moment he also knows that there is an uncontrollable factor in his idea. That is Qin Yin'er, if Qin Yin'er really can't hold on halfway, then not only will everything be in vain, but it will also lose Qin Yin'er's blood contract power in vain.
Time is pressing, don't think too much! Yan Haotian hurriedly sacrificed the Split Rock Stick at the moment when Baoqin's eight tones were sacrificed. Six or seven markers opened at the same time, pointing towards the door of light.
Yan Haotian's sixth mark has the power to remotely control rocks, and the seventh mark is similar to Lin Xinrui's sixth marker. Can awaken and control hidden rocks, such as those beneath the Bitter Sea.
At the same time, the other seven people were doing their own things. There was a sudden violent shaking under his feet.
They all subconsciously looked down, but a rock suddenly bounced up under their feet!