Thriller Paradise Chapter 525: The Magic Island of Tsui (31)

"Life is always urging us to move forward whether we wish or not. People dress up, set off, trek, settle down... wherever they stop, there will be a fire." Feng Bujue said in a gentle voice, In a recitation-like tone, he said, "From the migration of individual lives to the exchange and transportation of ingredients, from the evolution of cooking methods to the circulation of life's destiny...The hurry of people and food never stops."

"What kind of trouble are you...the wandering **** on the tip of your tongue?" Honghu continued, "Even if you suddenly come to a very literary monologue, it will not change the current situation." He said as he said. , While staring at the already mature piece of neck in front of him, he was struggling with thoughts in his head.

"The new quests have come out. I can’t help you hesitate anymore, hurry up on the road after eating, don’t be like ladies..." Feng Bujue was already running full of oil at the moment, and he smelled of meat when he spoke. Obviously, he has eaten the rib that he roasted.

However, Brother Jue, who was half full, still did not leave by the fire. He also needs to bake some more meat strips, wrap them and store them, so that they can be taken out and eaten at any time later.

"No matter! If I get hungry like this, my stomach will start digesting myself!" At this time, Tianma Xingkong drank aloud, closed his eyes, stuffed the meat on his hands into his mouth, and then chewed hard. .

"Huh?" A few seconds later, he opened his eyes, "It's not as disgusting as I thought... It tastes like beef, and it's quite crisp..."

"Yes, it's a little bland." Feng Bujue continued, "It's a pity, if we have flour, we can wrap all the meat in all parts of the meat, and then use the method of steaming... Clearly..."

"The universe is big shaomai, right? When I haven't watched that cartoon!" Tracebe yelled and interrupted.

"Haha..." Feng Bujue smiled. "It's just a joke. Without salt and cooking wine, there is no way to season so much meat. Besides...there is such a big siu mai, I am afraid it is impossible to steam it with steam. You can consider using charcoal fire... "

"Who has discussed the technical issues with you! You are full of food and support!" Tracebu said again.

"Yes, I'm full." Feng Bujue put on a look of owe, "Hit me~ idiot."

"Count you cruel..." Trace's psychological defense was finally broken. He gave Brother Jue a vicious look, and then ate himself.

Uncle Waste Chai also said to himself at this time: "Um... In order to clear the level, I even changed the girl. Even if it is really cannibal, it is nothing..."

As soon as this statement came out, the other four shouted in unison: "We are still good friends without mentioning that!"

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A few minutes later, the players (except Feng Bujue) filled their stomachs with ambivalence, and then came to the stone wall at the head of the palace.

This is the wall closest to the altar. They have not surveyed so far.

"Well... the mission description says'the corridor behind the altar'. So the entrance is either behind this wall or under the floor on the back of the altar." Uncle Waste Chai stood there and speculated. "Considering that we are already underground, 80% of the road leading to the crystal maze stretches upward..." His gaze moved to the wall, "Crazy brother...or else...you go again Try it?"

"I did not lick the secret of the altar..." Feng Bujue said, walking to the stone wall, "Those light patterns recorded on the stone slab. As long as they are touched by living things, they will appear. And there is no limit to the part you can touch, you can also use clothes..."

"Okay, you don't need to go into that detail..." Uncle Fu Chai discouraged.

"Alright..." Brother Jue smiled nonchalantly, and then reached out to touch the wall.

In the next second, only a "hiss--" was heard, and a thick layer of dust poured out from the texture on the wall, and a large cloud of dust appeared.

When he saw this, the trace department immediately took out his weapon (big fan) from his suitcase and waved it back and forth twice. Easily disperse it.

When the dust is gone, the faint light pattern on the wall becomes clear.

Feng Bujue covered his mouth and nose with one hand (I want to make it clear that as early as after the battle with Fu Ling, he took off his gloves, passed it through his bag and restored it to a clean state; simple Say...no **** on it. Don’t worry), continue to press the other hand on the wall, looking at the light patterns and saying, "Unsurprisingly, the hint is still a mural."

The teammates also looked around, looking at the patterns formed by those textures.

The mural in front of me is larger than the two at the back of the altar, but the content is not complicated, but rather easy to understand. The content of the painting is...a humanoid creature standing behind the altar and playing the piano against the wall. There are a bunch of strange symbols below it, the system has no translation at all, and I don't know which language it is.

"Ha... a pleasant puzzle-solving time." Feng Bujue looked at the symbols with interest.

When Honghu saw the mural, he immediately turned around, walked to the banjo next to Walker's body, and said, "I think... it's a musical score."

"Ah, it's quite obvious." Feng Bujue replied, "But there is a problem...Music is a special language, even if we can infer which elements of the music score each symbol refers to. It may be speculated that these symbols actually refer to the sound level." He paused and touched his chin. "There should be further hints..."

The trail department who stood by looked at the methodical two with an unclear look, and exclaimed: "Whenever this kind of time comes, I am grateful that there are guys like you in the team..."

Tianma Xingkong shrugged and said: "Actually... just break the wall directly as I said."

"About this..." Feng Bujue turned his head and said to Xiao Ma, "I have confirmed with the Soul of Imitation, and it told me that... the'Five Gods' protect this temple with the power of spells. , If someone uses brute force to attack the wall, it will trigger a counterattack spell. When the soul of imitation pretended to be you, it was intended to use this method to kill someone with a knife, but fortunately, it was stopped in time by Uncle Waste Chai."

"Cut..." Tianma Xingkong continued with a disappointed look, "These despicable guys...ahhh..." He took a bite of the meat from his hand and continued vaguely, "I will play Little tricks like spells...tsk tsk...too annoying."

"I said...you are gnawing on someone's knees with relish while saying this...is it really okay?" Tracebe shook his head, covering his face.

"Found it!" Honghu had picked up the banjo at this time and looked at it for a few seconds. "Similar symbols are engraved on the neck, and there are under each string." While talking, he took it. Came over with the piano.

"Then it will be easy." Feng Bujue turned around, "Just follow the bullet."

"Well...it seems that it is not difficult to solve this puzzle, but..." Honghu replied as he walked, "...Who among the five of us can play this stuff?"

"I will." Suddenly, someone answered such a sentence in a very ordinary tone.

Before the words fell, the others all turned to look at him.

"What's wrong? Is it weird?" Uncle Fu Chai asked with a puzzled face.

"Well...it's a bit..." Honghu said, but he still reached out and handed the banjo to Uncle Waste Chai. "One, this is a relatively unpopular instrument."

Feng Bujue continued: "Second, I really don't see... Brother Chai, you are actually a literary youth."

"Huh...Don't look at me, I'm also 27 or 18 years old this year, but my life experience is very rich." Uncle Waste Chai held the cigarette in his mouth and took the banjo with both hands." I used to be a member of a boy idol group."

"Huh?" Trace used a modal particle to perfectly express his feelings at the moment.

"Hehe...I didn't expect it? I made my debut when I was seventeen, and the four in my group are all my peers." At this point, Uncle Waste Chai had turned his head around his shoulder strap. , Slung the banjo on his body, "The record company produced a few scum records for us that we couldn't even listen to, and then held a concert." He freed his hand and took another breath. "Unfortunately, when we were nineteen years old... we were overwhelmed."

"It's so fast!" He was surprised.

"Of course, I can understand." Fu Chai said with a smile, "After all, they are all nineteen. For an idol group, if the total age of all members is more than 100 years old, it belongs to the elderly group."

"Hey! Which planet standard is this! Are you a North Korean group?" Tracebu couldn't help but vomit.

"Speaking of... back then, there was a Korean in my group, and I had a good relationship with him..." Uncle Fu Chai continued~IndoMTL.com~The second year after the dissolution, he Returned to the country for military service. He spit out his cigarette again, "Fu——Two years later, I received a postcard and learned the news of his marriage. His husband seems to be his comrade-in-arms..."

"Is the amount of information a little too big..." This short chat of less than two minutes has made Honghu, who is known for his calmness, sweat profusely.

"That...that..." Trace's mouth twitched and interrupted, "Time is limited, let's focus on the task first..." After that, he immediately turned his head to look at Brother Jue. Yelled, "Hey! Feeling crazy! Come over and solve the mystery! What soy sauce should I use!"

Puff——Puff——

Brother Jue is hitting the wall with his head on the side...

"I just want to erase some strange things from my mind..." Feng Bujue said without looking back, "Today I saw a lot of things that I shouldn’t or don’t want to see... Now I’m listening again. There are a lot of things that I don’t want to hear...As a person with a lot of imagination, I must remove the substances that will seriously pollute the spirit from my hall of thinking in the first time..." (To be continued. If you like this This work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)