In order to protect his 'treasure', Wang Bibao burst out of his potential and fought with all his might, while Sun Mo was saving people, and he couldn't kill him, so he was afraid of it, and finally accidentally kicked Wang Bibao in the chest and fell out.

Bang!

Sun Mo smashed on the wall, causing cracks to appear in the stone wall of the boulder, which showed how powerful the attack he was bearing.

"Dead?"

Lian Hongying was secretly happy in her heart, but then she saw Sun Mo standing up, and she didn't even vomit a mouthful of blood.

"My goodness, this is too strong to resist blows, right?"

The crowd was shocked.

"Master Sun, don't waste your efforts, it's useless!"

Ji Han persuaded: "Once the people who enter this cage go crazy, none of them can be saved. ”

"What's in there?"

Sun Mo turned his head and asked the others who had entered.

"There are three lines of text on the wall, it should be an ancient language!"

"No, I've studied ancient linguistics, I've never seen anything like this, it feels more like a spell!"

"Don't worry about anything, it's weird anyway!"

The famous teachers who entered just now were terrified.

Sun Mo stood at the door and found that as long as he didn't go in, Wang Bibao would not attack, like a lion guarding his own territory.

If he waited any longer, Wang Bibao would definitely die, so Sun Mo was not polite, and raised his hand to release the Spirit Wave Technique.

Whoa!

The beam of light flew and hit Wang Bibao's two calves, shattering the bones and restricting his movements.

"I'm Gan!"

Everyone was startled, even Ji Han was no exception, staring at Sun Mo's hands in amazement.

This attack is too fast, isn't it?

And the range is still so long, doesn't this mean that as long as Sun Mo is willing, even if it is a few tens of meters away, he can strike first?

Bang!

Wang Bibao fell to the ground, but he supported the ground with his hands, and he was still trying to stand up, Sun Mo had no choice but to use the spirit wave to shatter his arm.

"Master Wang, calm down, I'll help you!"

Sun Mo rushed into the prison and quickly pressed his hands on Wang Bibao's body to help him stop the bleeding.

"Get out of here, it's my treasure!"

Wang Bibao roared, like a mad dog, wanting to bite Sun Mo.

Smack!

Sun Mo's fingers connected and sealed Wang Bibao's meridians, making him unable to move, and then this guy began to spit.

"Master Wang!"

Sun Mo had to persuade again, but Wang Bibao's head slammed and suddenly exploded, and hot and humid blood and brains splashed and sprinkled Sun Mo's body.

"I said it earlier, it's useless!"

Ji Han smiled.

"You are also a seven-star famous teacher, I think you are not as good as a pig or a dog!"

Sun Mo squinted his eyes slightly and stared at Ji Han, this kind of person does not deserve his respect.

"Sun Mo, don't be embarrassed!"

Ji Han's face also sank, and the aura on his body was agitated, and there was a precursor to a volcanic eruption: "Stationed here, what about the Seven Stars? Even if you are a saint, your life is no different from that of a jailer!"

Wu You and Pang Tong glanced at each other, this Ji Han is really dissatisfied, think about it, in a good year, there is no way to teach and educate people in Kyushu, and come here to watch the prisoners, this day is indeed very difficult.

"Then you can resign!"

Sun Mo shot back.

"Resign? Are you a child who has never been bitten by the old dog of society? If you can resign, Lao Tzu will be gone long ago. ”

Ji smiled coldly: "Do you think I'm ruthless? But I've already told you in advance that the three major riddles of rashly visiting the big prison will kill people, and you are arrogant and confident that you have to solve them." ”

The candidates laughed at themselves, generally speaking, like a big mystery of so-and-so, the unsolved mysteries of the deep mountain villages, they are all bluffing and gimmicks, who knows that your big prison is real.

If it's more serious, it's really not to blame Ji Han.

"Our famous teachers all speak with strength, if you are not happy, go and solve the mystery, otherwise shut up for me. ”

Ji Han was furious: "I have made some achievements and been praised a few words, do you really think that I am invincible in the world?"

"Invincible is not invincible, I don't know, but I know, I'm definitely more like a person than you!"

Sun Mo wiped the blood from his face and was about to end it.

"Wait!"

The old farmer grabbed Sun Mo: "Don't be reckless!"

"Master Tang is right, don't be impulsive. ”

Wu You persuaded him, but the others just sat on the mountain and watched the show, and the dead people had nothing to do with themselves anyway.

"Sun Mo, continue to be crazy, don't let people look down on you!"

Lian Hongying excited: "Solve the three major mysteries here and slap them in the face." ”

"Shut your dog's mouth!"

Sun Mo glared at Lian Hongying and stood in the center of the prison.

The prison was ordinary, because no one dared to come in and clean it, and it had accumulated a thick layer of dust, and the walls were scratched and mottled by the prisoners who used to live here.

The corners and some crevices of the walls, due to the dampness, grew patches of green mold.

Sun Mo looked up and looked at the wall facing the slate bed, with three lines of words written on it.

Sun Mo is proficient in archaeology and is also familiar with ancient linguistics, but he has never seen these words, but according to the reason for Wang Bibao's death, he already knows that this is a psychic spell.

Wang Bibao died of spiritual pollution, and the source of the pollution seems to be a psychic beast?

Generally speaking, no matter what contract the psychic and the psychic animal have signed, when the psychic dies, the contract is naturally dissolved, and the psychic beast either dies or gets free.

But now, the prisoner is still in control of the psychic beast through a passage.

This is simply a miraculous skill, because summoning a psychic beast is like a lighter to light a fire, it needs a spell as a spark and an aura as a power, but the psychic is dead, where do the spells and aura come from?

Sun Mo read the words on the wall, and after taking a shorthand, out of caution, he looked away, and then tried to communicate with the psychic beast.

"I will psychic and can give you freedom!"

It was still the old way, Sun Mo felt that the psychic beast definitely didn't want to be 'restrained' in this cell all the time.

Just no response.

Sun Mo was not in a hurry, and sat down cross-legged.

"What is he doing here?"

Lian Hongying was puzzled.

"Oh, it's just opportunistic, do you think you won't die without reading that text? I tell you, it's useless. ”

Ji Han put his hands behind his back, and the victory was in his hands.

They are all famous teachers, and they are full of curiosity about unknown things, so how can they not do experiments, like Sun Mo's case, they have already tried with prisoners.

Even if you don't read that text, as long as you are in prison, you can go crazy, and the longer you stay, the greater the chance of going crazy.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Sun Mo found nothing.

He was a little worried, but he didn't know that this scene stunned Ji Han.

"Why isn't he crazy?"

Ji Han was suddenly a little nervous, this kid can't really be a man who is guarded by Lady Luck, can he solve this mystery?

No, I think too much, this kid is obviously more tenacious and more resistant than others, as long as he continues to stay, his mind will definitely go crazy.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong, there are no psychic beasts?"

Sun Mo finally looked at the three lines.

I don't even know the language of some ancient tribes with only a few hundred people, but I can't understand this, which is very abnormal, and I ask myself how knowledgeable I am.

Wait, a different way of thinking!

Why did the prisoner leave this text?

Venting your anger?

Cynicism?

Deliberately tricking people?

There is a possibility.

"Ji Han, what are the stars of the prisoner who left these three lines of text?"

Sun Mo asked.

"Guess!"

Ji Han didn't answer.

"You don't even tell me the most basic information, what's the point of this test? And this kind of question, I go out and ask someone at random, I'm afraid I can know it. ”

Sun Mo sneered.

Ji Han frowned and reluctantly spit out two words.

"Saint!"

Indeed, these three lines of text are well known as the mystery of the desperate prison, and even some high-star masters have copied it, just to experiment whether others will go crazy after reading it.

It turns out that only three lines of writing on this wall can drive people crazy.

Sun Mo fell into deep thought.

Since he is a saint, he is certainly not a narrow-minded person, what will he do when his life is the most gloomy and on the verge of death?

Sun Mo asked himself, he would scold, get angry, and even harm himself, but in the end, he still wanted to keep what he had learned in this life.

Not to mention a famous teacher, even an ordinary craftsman also wants to pass on his skills and not lose them.

Besides, even if the saint didn't want to find a successor to the mantle, he would definitely want revenge, right?

Sun Mo thought about it along this line of thought.

But if you can't let Ji Han and these imperial guards crack their inheritance, then these words must not be out of the way, because even the high-star masters can't decipher the language, and others have no problem.

If these three lines are not language at all......

yes, why do you have to think it's so complicated?

For these guards, they must have preconceived notions that the three lines left by the saint are unfathomable, but in fact, they may just be a threshold.

Then the way to get past it must not be difficult.

"Sage, if you are framed and you want a disciple to avenge you before giving him your inheritance, then I am willing to fight for you!"

Sun Mo looked at the three lines of text, and respectfully told him in his heart that he had a bottom line, and if this saint was a villain, he would rather not have the other party's 'inheritance'.

After saying this three times in a row, a strong spiritual impact erupted from the text, like a tsunami, and rolled towards Sun Mo.

Rumble!

Sun Mo's brain shook, his eyes went dark, and he was pulled into an empty staircase classroom

What the heck?

Sun Mo looked down and saw that he had also changed into a simple student robe, and in the classroom, there was an old man.

His face was withered, his hair was gray, and he looked like he was in a state of serious illness and death.

"I am the saint Bai Dong!"

The old man looked at Sun Mo with a kind expression: "Finally waiting for you, my student, kowtow now and accept my inheritance!"

Sun Mo didn't move, nor did he feel any joy, after all, who dared to guarantee that this was not a test? If the inheritance of the saint could be obtained so easily, it would be too cheap.

"Is this your attitude towards saints?"

The old man was disappointed: "You don't even want to call me an Eastern Sage!"