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Chapter 62 The Mummy and the Jade Slip
Under the gloomy purple sky, dilapidated buildings stood quietly.

What I can see is a three-storey Taoist temple with blue tiles that has collapsed more than half.

The tiles are covered with dust, and the bells on the cornices are full of rust.

The pillars and beams supporting the Guanlou, the red paint has peeled off, revealing the gray and mottled interior.

Of the two stone lions standing in front of the door, one fell to the ground and was shattered.

The other one was missing half of its head, and only a broken one-eyed eye remained, staring coldly at the outside world.

Watching them this group of uninvited guests.

Su Mo and his party stood on the overgrown bluestone slab.

Facing the dilapidated Taoist temple so close at hand, they only felt a faint chill in their hearts.

According to the original plan of action, among the scattered teams, they were the only ones closest to the team here.

From discovering the signal to rushing here, they didn't waste any time.

Even that brief encounter was resolved within a relatively short period of time.

After all, they should be the first supporters to arrive at the scene.

But now, there is silence here.

There was no sound of battle, no roar of anger, no scream of injury.

It feels like the dust has settled.

This immediately gave everyone a bad feeling.

"Anyway, you have to go in and have a look."

Zhang Zhenyu took a deep breath, loosened his loose blue polka dot tie, and took the lead to walk inside.

Chu Qingwu narrowed her eyes slightly, took out both pistols, and followed them forward.

Xue Qiaoqiao looked at the gloomy and cold Taoist temple, and moved her feet to Su Mo's side with some guilt.

Su Mo flicked the retractable sword, holding the sword in his hand, and finally calmed down a little.

He looked at Xue Qiaoqiao at the side, and said hello:

"Let's go too."

"Tch, I'm not afraid at all, aunt."

"Did I tell you that you were afraid?"

"..."

A group of people stepped across the bluestone slabs covered by weeds, climbed the neatly polished stone steps, and stepped into the collapsed Taoist temple.

In the main hall of the Taoist temple stands a huge statue of a god with a short bun on his head and a law enforcement ruler in his hand.

Affected by the collapse of the house, most of the body of the clay sculpture was cracked, and the right arm and left leg were missing.

The body was covered with dust, and there were even many cobwebs on the head, and the solemn and solemn expression could be vaguely seen.

Skipping over the statue and the collapsed bricks and stones around it, everyone's eyes fell on the messy footprints on the ground.

"According to the footprints, there are exactly four people. Sure enough, they have all been here."

Zhang Zhenyu quickly came to a conclusion.

So, the question becomes-

where are they now?
What is the situation?
Everyone followed the footprints and looked towards the passage on the left.

Go around the huge statue in front and enter the back hall.

What I saw was a backyard overgrown with grass.

The courtyard is surrounded by neat dilapidated houses on three sides.

Although there are no footprints on the grass, the broken grass still points the way.

When you come to the house on the left, there are traces of battle everywhere.

Or the railings that were cut open, or the broken and collapsed walls, or the cracked floors.

Everyone immediately imagined the battle scene at that time.

It all goes on in a big house at the end
This house is larger than the other houses.

It looks like it should be the master room, and there are three rooms inside and outside.

In the first room, there are many knife marks.

The second room has traced scrambled footprints.

When I got to the third room, there was nothing.

In the clean quiet room, there is only one red table.

And a thin mummy lying prone in front of the table.

Seeing the mummy wearing the bright zodiac robe, everyone couldn't help being shocked.

Xue Qiaoqiao even jumped behind Su Mo like a rabbit, her face full of panic, wishing she could turn around and run away.

"Don't be afraid, I guarantee the [Warlock] profession, this guy has been dead for many years."

Following Zhang Zhenyu's fall, everyone relaxed a little.

Then, a group of people stepped forward vigilantly and came to the large table.

Looking down, the mummy was shriveled like rotten wood, with a fist-sized black tumor growing on its right shoulder.

Through the terrifying face that is enough to make people have nightmares at night, it can be vaguely recognized that he was a middle-aged person before birth.

The most serious wound on his body was a sword wound running through his chest and back.

And looking at the notches on the table, one could guess that the sword was obviously pierced from behind.

There was a high probability that he was attacked from behind and died on the spot.

Su Mo was very curious as to why this guy's body was preserved until now.

You must know that even for extraordinary people like them, if their strength has not reached a high level, there will only be a dry bone left after death, and it is impossible to keep the body for a long time.

Just looking at this person who was attacked and died, it is obvious that he is not such a powerful master.

It is very puzzling that this corpse can be preserved in the state of mummy until now.

At this time, Xue Qiaoqiao, who was standing the farthest, stretched out her head and said curiously:

"There are words written on the jade slips on this table."

Everyone looked at Yu Jian who was pressed aside by the mummy.

It is full of petty seal characters, but it is not any kind of script they are familiar with.

Su Mo knew that this was the source world language, a common language in the source world.

It is rumored that before reaching level 5 and entering the borderland, the newcomers will be taught the original language in the club.

It's not just to give them a better understanding of the Source Plane.

At the same time, it is also to prevent them from missing some treasures on the source world battlefield.

"Here is written on it a message."

Chu Qingwu roughly identified it, and said.

Everyone was immediately surprised.

"Qingwu, you actually know the source language?"

Xue Qiaoqiao's eyes widened, obviously curious.

"Have learned some,"

Chu Qingwu nodded, skipped over this, and translated:
"This is a letter written to his younger brother Zhang Yan as the master of Yunshan Temple.

It was mentioned above that when the catastrophe comes, the chaos in the world is a foregone conclusion. Yunshan Temple is located in a lonely wild barren hill, and it is still affected.

In just twenty days and nights, the disciples of Guannei were alienated by [-]%.

He had no choice but to wipe out all of them and disperse the remaining disciples, leaving only two true disciples.

But only five days later, the second disciple in the true biography still inevitably fell into alienation.

He exhausted all means and couldn't save it, but he couldn't bear to kill it.

In the end, it was forcibly sealed with the blood sealing technique and array sealing technique, waiting to see if it could be rescued in the future.

And his purpose of writing this newsletter is to let the eldest disciple bring the newsletter to his junior brother, Reverend Tianxuan, Zhang Yan.

Trying to obtain some precious medicines for clearing mind and eliminating dirty thoughts from Master Tianxuan.

In addition, he also used this letter to inquire about the whereabouts of his master, True Monarch Zhao Wuji.

Roughly the above content. "

Listen to Chu Qingwu interpret the complete jade slip.

Everyone's brows could not help but wrinkled.

　Finally, the world view is about to unfold, please recommend tickets~
　　


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