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Chapter 316 The Vision of the Desert

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    Withered leaves suddenly sneaked into Zhao Pu's barracks, causing everyone's doubts.

    However, Zhan Zhao ran up to find the dead leaves, he didn't run, but avoided Zhan Zhao's palm, raised his eyebrows, "I'll deliver the letter."

    "Give it to whom for whom?" Zhan Zhao asked.

    "Send a letter to Zhao Pu for your elder brother." Dead Leaf replied calmly.

    Zhan Zhao frowned slightly, and led him out of the study.

    Li Yuanhao was also present, and Zhao Pu waved to him, "Lao Li, you go out to avoid suspicion, and come in later."

    Li Yuanhao's face was already ugly, but now it is even more ugly.

    But there is no other way, since I have something to ask for in other people's territory, I had to follow the shadow guard to the door and squat for a while, waiting for the inside to finish talking.

    Dead Leaf stood in the center of the hall, looked around, and said to Zhao Pu, "I'll pass on a message."

    "Say." Zhao Pu didn't talk nonsense.

    The dead leaf said, "Sixty-one Jiazi, one Jiazi reincarnates, everything in the world has a law, and the cycle goes back and forth. The most important thing is timing."

    Everyone listened silently, waiting for him to continue.

    Unexpectedly, Dead Leaf raised her eyebrows, "That's all I want to say, I still have things to do, so let's go first."

    Everyone subconsciously held back the twitching corners of their mouths, Grand Master Pang asked Bao Zheng in a low voice, "It's similar to what I said to fool Li Yuanhao and the others just now, is this kid playing tricks?"

    Bao Zheng frowned and looked at him, "Did you come to the barracks to play tricks in the middle of the night?"

    "Maybe I came to eavesdrop, and I was exposed and found an excuse to escape" Grand Master Pang disagreed.

    Bao Zheng frowned, "There are so many masters here, so you can't be so overconfident?"

    "That's true." Grand Master Pang touched his chin.

    People here ponder the meaning of the words of the dead leaves, but the dead leaves over there have already left.

    Hui Ying followed for a while, and came back to report to Zhao Pu, saying that the dead leaves had gone to the depths of the desert. After following for a while, the person disappeared.

    "It's gone" Zhao Pu said to himself, seemingly thoughtful.

    "Li Yuanhao is still waiting outside." Gongsun reminded him.

    "Oh, yes." Zhao Pu asked Li Yuanhao, who had been waiting for a while, to come in.

    Li Yuanhao sat down, drank a cup of tea, and took some breath away.

    "I heard that you have a clue about the death of the Tubo prince, but you were poisoned to death?" Li Yuanhao got straight to the point.

    Zhao Pu looked at Bao Zheng.

    Bao Zheng nodded, "Indeed."

    "Tsk" Li Yuanhao frowned and gave a "tsk", looking at the black cloth bag on the ground.

    The black cloth bag contained the "things" that Ouyang and Zou Liang had caught just now.  The black cloak, inside is a dry, short mummy and a skull. It is the black wind monster that attacked Bai Yutang in the ruined temple before.

    "This thing has often been harmful recently." Li Yuanhao shook his head, "I don't know what it is."

    At this time, the black wind monster that was still wriggling just now was scattered on the ground like a pile of bones, motionless.

    Bai Yutang poked Zhan Zhao lightly, and when Zhan Zhao turned around, he saw him bypassing him with one hand, holding the topographic map Chen Wang gave them just now, and saw one of them, the mark inside the ancient city¡ªit seemed to be a certain gate  , with a skull logo drawn underneath, and wearing a cloak, much like these black wind monsters.

    Zhan Zhao rubbed his chin. In order to avoid letting Li Yuanhao know more, he had to make eye contact. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Bai Yutang¡ªthis thing ran out of the ancient city?

    Bai Yutang shrugged - still don't know.

    "In addition to the harassment by these black wind monsters, there have been frequent occurrences of strange phenomena in the desert recently." Li Yuanhao said, rubbing the center of his brows gently, it seems that he has been exhausted from the harassment for the past few days, "I have more than a dozen city-states in Xixia suffering from the plague  , there are also locust plagues, and strong sandstorms continue.¡±

    When Zhao Pu heard this, he held his chin and looked at him, "Then you should find a temple to worship, why do you want me?"

    Li Yuanhao glared at him, "I have worshiped all the ghosts and gods in the world, but it is useless. The crux of the problem is that this is not a natural or man-made disaster at all."

    Zhao Pu yawned, "What is that?"

    "It's a vision! There's something strange." Li Yuanhao said convincingly, with a serious expression on his face, "Nowadays, disasters are increasing day by day, and they move from north to south very regularly. In addition, there is a rumor in the desert.  statement."

    Zhao Pu became more energetic, "Let's listen to it."

    "You saw the spectacle of the mirage just now." Li Yuanhao asked seriously, "Have you ever heard of the city in the clouds?"

    Zhao Pu frowned and shook his headnbsp; Bai Yutang told Zhan Zhao about going back to Houhou and almost turning the empty island upside down, but only found the roll of black cloth hidden in the porcelain cat.

    Zhan Zhao picked up the black cloth and looked left and right, puzzled, "It's pure black, what is a piece of cloth with nothing on it hiding?"

    Bai Yutang shrugged, "But those black wind monsters, I think of something."

    "What?" Zhan Zhao was curious.

    "Mao'er, have you seen the wooden puppet formation?" Bai Yutang asked.

    "Of course I've seen it before." Zhan Zhao crossed Erlang's legs, put his hands behind his head and looked at the roof, "The wooden man uses some mechanisms to control and punch. It's a very elementary mechanism, and many schools are used to practice."

    "The principle of the black wind monster that attacked us before is very similar to that of the wooden puppet formation, but more sophisticated." Bai Yutang put the black cloth back into the box, and when he closed the box, his hands stopped.

    "Well, the strangest thing for me now is that if the manipulator behind this incident is not any one of Xixia, Tubo, or Daliao, then who is it?" Zhan Zhao asked, seeing that Bai Yutang didn't respond, he leaned over to look.  Sure enough, Bai Yutang was in a daze.

    "Hello." Zhan Zhao pushed him, "What are you doing?"

    "Uh" Bai Yutang came back to his senses, suddenly turned around and said to Zhan Zhao seriously, "I want to enter the ancient city again."

    Zhan Zhao frowned, "Aren't you afraid of danger? It seems that all the organs inside have been activated."

    "There is a map."

    "The map may also be fake." Zhan Zhao was a little worried, "Whether Chen Wang is loyal or a traitor, no one knows."

    Bai Yutang nodded, took the black cloth and said to Zhan Zhao, "I just have an idea, I probably know what this cloth is used for."

    Zhan Zhao's eyes lit up, and he sat up, "What are you doing?"

    Bai Yutang put the box away, and said in a low voice, "This may be the music score."

    Zhan Zhao's eyes widened, "Huh?"

    Bai Yutang nodded.

    "Butpure black!" Zhan Zhao said seriously, "There's nothing there!"

    "It's nothing!" Bai Yutang smiled, "That's why it's the music score."

    Zhan Zhao stared at Bai Yutang for a while, then reached out to touch his forehead, "Oh, did you get a fever from the rain?"

    Bai Yutang didn't know whether to laugh or cry and pulled his hand away, but asked seriously, "Do you believe in reincarnation?"

    Zhan Zhao stared at him, "What did you think of?"

    Bai Yutang sat beside him, "Do you still remember the picture of Weeping Blood at the Mausoleum?"

    "I remember." Zhan Zhao nodded.

    "There are faces of all kinds of people on it." Bai Yutang smiled, "People in the world often say that they are destined, and it may be just a cyclical process from generation to generation."

    In the dead of night, Zhan Zhao took Bai Yutang's words to him inexplicably, maybe he himself didn't quite understand what the words meant, and fell asleep. In his sleep, he always felt a voice calling ¡ª generation after generation, repeating itself.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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