Origin Chapter 64: Death deservedly

The old man is tall and thin, with white beard and beard, wearing gray and white linen, leaning on a golden cane in his left hand, saying that the cane is not accurate, because it is longer than a common cane, a bit like a monk holding it The Zen stick, but the top is not the nine-ring style of the Zen staff, but a mighty and ferocious beast head. Archaeologists are no strangers to this beast. This is a legendary gluttonous beast that swallows the sky. The mouth was wide open, and the four fangs were two up and down, and a dark blue round gemstone was bitten in the mouth.

The moment this person appeared, the three of them were stunned. Wu Zhongyuan knew that the little wizard was in the secret room and that he was still alive. Controlling the internal organs, pulling off the stone tenon, the medicine in the organ will be released, thus awakening the little wizard.

Different from Wu Zhongyuan's surprise, Zhao Ying was more of a surprise. The life and death of the two were on the line. Since the little wizard appeared, he must be able to restrain the middle-aged Taoist priest in lavender armor.

The middle-aged Taoist priest frowned at this time, staring straight at the little wizard standing in front of the stone gate, fully alert, as if he was facing a great enemy.

It is obviously inappropriate to call this skinny old man a little wizard at this time, because looking at his appearance, he is at least in his 90s. Even if he can't be called a big wizard, he can still afford to call him an old wizard. of.

It has been nearly a hundred years since the old wizard last fell asleep. The long sleep seemed to have affected the old wizard's sanity. At this time, there was a little confusion in his eyes, as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

The middle-aged Taoist must have discovered this, but he seems to be very afraid of the old wizard. Although he is eager to try, he does not dare to rush forward.

After the old wizard looked around, he said something to Wu Zhongyuan, his voice was low and hoarse.

Wu Zhongyuan was stunned again. He knew that the old wizard spoke Tibetan, but he could not speak Tibetan.

"Go to Tibetan and translate for me." Zhao Ying whispered.

Wu Zhongyuan turned around and saw that Zhao Ying was not talking to him. Zhao Ying had a communication device on her body, so she should be talking to her companion.

The reason why the old wizard speaks Tibetan may be because he was surrounded by Tibetans when he woke up last time. Since he can speak Tibetan, he may also speak Chinese. Thinking of this, Wu Zhongyuan has the heart to try. But for a while, I didn't know what to say.

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist not far away let out a cold hum, "hum."

Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head when he heard the sound, and found that the solemnity on the face of the middle-aged Taoist had disappeared, replaced by a little smugness and a little gloating.

I was puzzled, so I followed the middle-aged Taoist's line of sight to the old wizard. After a closer look, I was surprised to find that there was blood oozing out of the left flank of the old wizard. The blood was bright red. .

The stone chamber has always been airtight, and no one has ever entered it. How did the old wizard get hurt? Could it be that the mechanism was accidentally injured when it was turned on?

After seeing the scenery in the stone room clearly, Wu Zhongyuan suddenly realized that the stone room is not big, and there is nothing superfluous in it. Only a crystal coffin is placed in the north and south of the central area. There is a circle on one side of the crystal coffin. A hole in the shape of a hole. Previously, a middle-aged Taoist threw a spear to try to stab him to death, but he escaped. The spear stabbed into the stone gate. The two-meter-long spear had only a 30-centimeter handle left outside, and the inside was a full meter. Seven, the old wizard was probably injured at that time.

I am so anxious that I dare to delay, "Master, do you understand Chinese?"

The old wizard was breathing heavily at this time. Hearing Wu Zhongyuan's words, he tilted his head to look at him, but did not answer.

Seeing the doubts in the eyes of the old wizard, Wu Zhongyuan knew that he did not understand Chinese. There might have been no Han people in this area a hundred years ago, and after the old wizard woke up, he was afraid that he would find him, and he did not dare to go to the Central Plains.

Finding that the old wizard had been injured, the middle-aged Taoist did not rush to do it, but just sneered and waited for the old wizard's injury to worsen.

The old wizard had already seen the corpse of the emaciated man at this time, and also saw the long spear that killed him. He stretched out his right hand and pulled out the long spear, frowning and looking at it, and at the same time he said something.

This time he was no longer speaking Tibetan, but a language somewhat similar to Wu Zhui's.

The language Zhao Ying and others certainly couldn't translate, but the middle-aged Taoist seemed to be able to understand it, and sneered and continued.

It's unknown what the middle-aged Taoist said, but the puzzled look on the old wizard's face grew stronger.

The old wizard never recovered, worried that the middle-aged Taoist would mislead him, Zhao Ying hurriedly whispered, "He is the person you are looking for, translated into Tibetan."

Zhao Ying had earphones, and soon the other party heard the transliteration. Zhao Ying repeated it bluntly twice. The old wizard heard the words and turned to look at her.

Wu Zhongyuan was ready long ago, and when the old wizard turned his head, he immediately took out a white jade and handed it over.

The old wizard threw away the spear, took the jade in his hand, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Seeing the old wizard closed his eyes, the middle-aged Taoist not far away was eager to try again, but after several hesitations, he still did not dare to act rashly.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't have any scruples at this time. He unbuttoned his clothes early, and waited for the old wizard to open his eyes, revealing the golden dragon tattoo on his chest for his identification.

I don't know if the old wizard has not seen the golden dragon tattoo before, or there are other reasons. After seeing the golden dragon tattoo, the old wizard was not excited and still had a puzzled look on his face.

Seeing this, Zhao Ying translated and changed Tibetan again, trying to explain, but before Zhao Ying could finish speaking, the old wizard raised her hand to interrupt her, and then said something in a confused tone.

After waiting for a while, Wu Zhongyuan turned his head suspiciously when Zhao Ying didn't speak.

“The Tibetan he speaks is somewhat different from modern Tibetan, and translation takes time,” Zhao Ying said.

The old wizard put his right hand on his forehead and said something more.

Wu Zhongyuan and Zhao Ying looked at each other, they couldn't understand what the old wizard said.

The old wizard kept talking, his voice was getting louder and his emotions were getting more and more excited. At the end, he left the golden staff and put his head in his hands.

Seeing him like this, the two of them were in a state of urgency, eager to help but helpless.

At this moment, the old wizard suddenly regained his composure. He reached out with his left hand and held the golden staff in his hand. He chanted the incantation anxiously, and the top of the golden staff flashed blue light.

Until this moment, the two discovered that the middle-aged Taoist had retrieved the spear and rushed forward. At the same time as the blue light flashed, the old wizard was also pierced by the other's spear in his left chest.

In horror, Wu Zhongyuan looked at the middle-aged Taoist eagerly, only to see a bowl-sized hole in his chest, and he was stumbling back.

The old wizard fell and died before he fell, leaving no last words.

After taking a few steps back, the middle-aged Taoist also fell to the sky, his armor scattered on the ground at the same time as he fell, and the lavender armor instantly turned black.

Shocked, stunned.

The first person to react was Zhao Ying, "Come on, they are surrounded."

Wu Zhongyuan was still in shock at this time, and couldn't recover immediately. Seeing him like this, Zhao Ying hurriedly got in touch with his companions, "We're moving west, come and pick us up."

After speaking, he grabbed the golden staff of the old wizard's finger and dragged Wu Zhongyuan to the west.

Until then, Wu Zhongyuan didn't react, "Did you miss something?"

"Shouldn't be, hurry up." Zhao Ying ran quickly.

Running from the mountainside to the west side of the mountain, I saw a helicopter flying from the northwest from a distance. Zhao Ying folded the light stick and dragged Wu Zhongyuan to the flat area at the bottom of the mountain.

The other party did not chase after them. The two ran down the mountain and boarded the helicopter that had already landed first.

The plane took off and headed west.

Wu Zhongyuan was flying in a helicopter for the first time. The propeller of the plane was so noisy that he couldn't talk to Zhao Ying at all, and he didn't have the heart to speak at this time. He needed to think and sort out.

The old wizard died and died with the middle-aged Taoist. There was no way to send him back. This is the most direct consequence.

At the moment, he can't care about grief, and there are more serious problems waiting for him. According to the words of the thin man, it is not difficult to find that the old wizard seems to have set up a formation that can send him back during his awakening. It may also be Having found some kind of ancient formation, the reason why the old wizard did this was undoubtedly because he was worried that no one would send him back after his death.

But the problem at the moment is that the old wizard has no last words left, and the clues left by the thin man are incomplete. He doesn't know what kind of formation it is or where it is.

Worried and worried, Zhao Ying took off the headset from the cabin to help him put it on. "The words he said during his lifetime have been translated, and I will play them for you."

A voice came from the headset, some kind of translation software at that time, and the voice was standard Mandarin, 'I know who he is, he looks like his father, my life has come to an end, and my spiritual energy is sleeping Attrition and mortally wounded, he was no longer able to send him back. ’

Playing here, there is a pause, and then "This person in front of me is a master of the enemy tribe, I don't know why he appeared here, I am not sure to defeat him, I can only lead him over and die with him. "

Then there is another pause, and finally a half sentence, 'Find my descendants and they will...'

After listening to the transliteration, Wu Zhongyuan looked at Zhao Ying, Zhao Ying was also looking at him, and she also heard the content of the transliteration, "It turns out that he has been very awake since he woke up, but he was injured, so he could only pretend to be dazed and lead his opponents. close."

Wu Zhongyuan nodded, "But he kept a close eye on his secrets. He didn't expect that thin man to be his descendant."

"What did that say to you before he was alive?" Zhao Ying asked, the thin man avoided her when he explained the funeral to Wu Zhongyuan, and only told Wu Zhongyuan himself about important matters.

"There is also a third layer of candy wrappers." Wu Zhongyuan said, the old wizard was originally a spare, and the spare is no longer available. Fortunately, there is a spare.

"Where?" Zhao Ying asked.

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "He died before he finished speaking."

"Are there any traces to follow?" Zhao Ying asked again.

Wu Zhongyuan nodded. The emaciated man once mentioned a man named Abo before his death. This person is likely to be the emaciated man's brother. When the wind passes, he can go to the village to look for this person.

"Don't be sad, they died where they were." Zhao Ying comforted.

Wu Zhongyuan smiled wryly and shook his head, "Did I deserve to die? Why should I let others die for me?"

"It's up to you to go back," Zhao Ying said. "There are some things you could have not carried, but you chose to carry them."

Wu Zhongyuan waved his hand, "Where are we going now?"

"Go where you want to go." Zhao Ying said that besides the two of them, there was only the pilot on the plane. The reason why Zhao Ying arranged this was to make Wu Zhongyuan feel safe.

"Just find a place to put me down." Wu Zhongyuan said.

Zhao Ying nodded in agreement and explained to the pilot that it was after one o'clock in the second half of the night, and there were lights in the crowded places. The pilot took the lights as a reference and sent the two to the crowded places.

"Don't let him go." After Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, he took off his headset and got off the plane.

Zhao Ying didn't know why, so she followed and asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

"You let him wait here, I'll have a few words with you." Wu Zhongyuan shouted.

Zhao Ying motioned the pilot to turn off the engine and wait, then followed Wu Zhongyuan to a big tree not far away.

"What do you want, I'll give it to you, don't follow me anymore." Wu Zhongyuan said sternly.

Zhao Ying looked at Wu Zhongyuan suspiciously.

"I'll give you whatever you want. Don't follow me in the future." Wu Zhongyuan raised his voice.

"You can point out what I did not do well," Zhao Ying said.

"You did nothing wrong." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"Then why did you let me go? You can do the next thing alone?" Zhao Ying asked.

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "I don't know what to do when I connect it, and I don't know if I can do it independently."

"Then why did you drive me away?" Zhao Ying became more and more puzzled.

"If I told you, I would have known that the wizard couldn't send me back, would you believe it?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Zhao Ying shook her head in shock.

"Let me tell you the truth. I found a stone tablet on the first layer of sugar paper. The stone tablet was left by me back in ancient times. It describes what happened next." Wu Zhongyuan said .

Zhao Ying was a little surprised, "What is recorded on the stone tablet?"

"It records some things that may happen next," Wu Zhongyuan said sternly, "I had long expected that the wizards here might not be able to send me back, and I also knew that I would go back in a year."

"What does this have to do with me, why don't you let me follow you?" Zhao Ying asked.

"The fact that the wizard here failed to send me back means that even if I know the result in advance, I can't change it. If you continue to follow me, you will die because of me..."