Chapter 89 Relics
The brocade handkerchief in YangMeng's hand was obtained by YangMeng when Boss Song surrounded and killed YangMeng.

"Huh? This is?" YangMeng frowned, and suddenly reached out to pick up the purple brocade handkerchief at the bottom of the box, touched it with his hand, and said, "It really is the silk of the Nine Heavens!"

"Master, why do you have one here?" Yu Zhenzi stared blankly at the two brocade handkerchiefs in YangMeng's hands, feeling that his brain was not enough.

"It's a coincidence!" YangMeng shook his head, picked up the slightly smaller brocade handkerchief in the box and looked at it for a while, then suddenly put together the one he got from Boss Song and the smaller brocade handkerchief.

According to the description on the mural, the huge purple map turned into seven sides, and there should be a joint between the two sides.

I saw that the two handkerchiefs were finally connected together under YangMeng's attempts to splice them together.

"Buzz!"

The moment the two came into contact with each other, the purple awns flourished, and the two brocade handkerchiefs were actually connected together, and even the lines of the imprints on them became more and more clear.

"Master, is this the map on the mural?" Chen Long's expression moved slightly, looking at Jinpa who was restraining himself from busyness, and said.

YangMeng nodded slightly, and said: "It should be, but I don't know where the rest of the five-party brocade is!"

Everyone fell into silence after hearing the words.

"Hey! Master, look quickly! These small particles are disappearing, and half of those murals have disappeared. What's going on?" Just as everyone was still thinking about the map, Xiao The girl Chen Ran suddenly pointed at the four corners of the wall and the roof and screamed.

Everyone followed Chen Ran's fingers and saw that the tiny particles on the four corners of the roof had disappeared, and those murals gradually disappeared into the wall, as if they had never appeared before.

"What's going on here? Could it be that after the jade box is taken down, everything in the small temple will disappear without a trace?" YangMeng looked suspiciously at the small temple that seemed to have changed, and suddenly his eyes lit up. , because he found that there were suddenly many things on the slender stone platform.

These things include far-red binoculars, military backpacks, Swiss army knives, high-powered flashlights...everything is a product of modern technology, and it cannot be something handed down by Xiaomiao himself.

And on the left side close to the stone platform, there are four black dead bones.

Everyone obviously noticed this situation, and they all took a few steps forward, bypassing the dead bones, and picked up the things on the stone platform to check.

"Falun?" YangMeng held a cowhide notebook in his hand, and the contents of the cowhide notebook were recorded in bird script. YangMeng looked back and forth, and found that the signature on it was Falun.

Reminiscent of the conversations that the American gang had had when they met the swarm of bats, the purpose of their trip seems to be to find Professor Fallon and his group. Could it be that this Fallon is the Professor Fallon they said.

Turning to the first page of the notebook, the handwriting on it was a bit blurred, but the bird letters were neatly written, and there was not much content. It seemed to be a work log.

"March 3, XX, it was rainy. Today at the Fusubi auction site, I finally got my wish and took this map that is rumored to be 'Ghost Forest'. Next, I will go to the mysterious ancient oriental country with my team, Find the holy vessel that God lost there."

What followed were some trivial things, and they were all things that Professor Fallon had done to prepare for this adventure.

"May 5, XX, sunny. Today my team and I came to the Xing'an Mountains in China. It is rumored that this is the location of the 'Ghost Forest'. We tried to find local people to take us into the 'Ghost Forest', but they seemed very Fear here, no one is willing to be our guide."

……

"May 5, XX, sunny. God, we encountered the rumored 'ghost hitting the wall' in China, my team has been completely dispersed, and only Father Lauter, Wizard Kate and me are left by my side." Mr. Hughes, fortunately, their military literacy is very good, which can guarantee us to move forward!"

YangMeng found that from here on, the diary at the back became messy, and those bird script letters also became crooked, it seemed that they were written down hastily.

"On May 5, XX, it rained. We came to a small valley. There are small lakes, forests and a strange building in the valley. It looks like a Taoist temple, and it looks like a temple. We are very excited and think we have found it. What we want!"

"On May 5, XX, it was overcast. That room was amazing. We came here during the day, and the room was empty, with only a stone platform, and nothing else. But at night, God! In the room It has become extremely magnificent again, with stars, weird and beautiful murals, and a jade box floating in the air!"

Seeing this, YangMeng finally understood, it turned out that what Old Master Chen said was not wrong.Rather, this weird little temple has arranged the "yin-yang reversed five-element array". This array allows two spaces to coexist in the same carrier. One space is displayed during the day, and it is replaced with another space at night.

This formation is already considered an advanced formation. It seems that in order to hide the existence of the jade box, the owner who arranged it here took great pains.

Looking at the last page left in the diary, the handwriting on this page was even more scribbled, and the sentences were extremely not fluent, YangMeng frowned and read for a while before he understood the meaning.

"May 5, XX, rain. God, it was terrible! Father Lauter, Wizard Kate and Mr. Hughes, the three of them turned out to be supernatural beings, light energy, dark energy, and lightning, in order to compete for that fist They fought all day for jade boxes of different sizes. But then they all died with pale faces. We met the ghosts and gods of the East! That jade box..."

The last bird text came to an abrupt end here, and on this page of notes, there was still a bloodstain that had completely turned black, which was shocking.

"Huh!" YangMeng closed his notebook and let out a breath of foul air.

"Young Master, what's written on it?" Yu Zhenzi took the notebook from YangMeng's hand and flipped through it twice, but when he saw the weird bird writing on it, he frowned and asked.

YangMeng pointed to the completely black bones, and said, "Yu Zhenzi, speaking of which, you should have seen these guys! They are the yellow-haired devils who entered the 'Magic Forest' three years ago. They They were lucky enough to not die in Lin Zi's formation. It's a pity that they met Xiao Bai at the end, judging by the color of their bones, they should all be bitten to death by Xiao Bai!"

"Sizzling~~~"

Hearing YangMeng's words, Xiaobai flew up happily, her slender tail swaying from side to side, as if asking for credit from YangMeng.

"Hey, who told them to run to Huaxia if they have nothing to do, they deserve it if they die!" Yinhu laughed and kicked a dead bone on the edge of the stone platform.

"Kerala~~~"

Yinhu's kick was quite strong, and he kicked the dead bone apart, and even the three skeletons next to him were smashed, and the dead bones rolled all over the ground.

"Hey, I said sick cats, the dead are the most important, do you understand?" Zishu Biyinhu's foot was startled, a black skull rolled directly to his feet, and the hollow eye sockets froze. Stare at him.

"Hey, it's not from our Huaxia, some yellow-haired devils, dare to come to our Huaxia to steal chickens and dogs, it is already worthy of them not to crush them!" Yinhu stood on tiptoe, shaking his face in fear thigh.

"Dang bang!"

Suddenly, a clear buzzing sound attracted everyone's eyes.

YangMeng looked down at the bones all over the floor, his eyes lit up, and picked up from the ground a small silver cross engraved with delicate and ancient patterns, a horn the size of a baby's fist, and a small finger-sized horn. , a war spear thinner than a needle.

That small cross was filled with a strong bright aura, and the majestic energy fluctuations seemed to be gushing out at any moment.

The horn is black, covered with streaks of jet black like ink, they cover the horn in a criss-cross pattern, and a wave of powerful dark energy faintly reveals a wave.

And the last tiny battle spear is engraved with patterns of lightning, and the powerful thunder and lightning aura on it makes people's hearts startle.

"Damn it, what a prodigal! Who the hell refined these three magical artifacts. If such good materials are given to me, let alone top-grade magical artifacts, even top-grade treasures and low-grade spiritual artifacts are possible!" Holding these three magic tools, YangMeng's nose was twisted with anger, and his heart was about to bleed from depression, "It seems that this time we have to go back to the oven again!"

"Young master, where have I seen this thing before?" Just when Yang Meng was silent in his heart, Chen Long suddenly pointed to the small silver cross and said.

"Huh? Do you really know this thing?" YangMeng handed the cross in his hand to Chen Long and said.

"By the way, I remembered!" Chen Long took the cross, slapped his head suddenly, and said, "Master, I wonder if you've heard of the 'Holy Cross'?"

YangMeng lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "It is said that Jesus left three treasures to the Holy Imperial Court before his death, namely the 'Crown of Thorns', which inherited the power of pain and anger that Jesus was crucified on the cross; 'Holy Crown of Thorns'. Beetles', inherited the power of Jesus' blessing and protection; 'Holy Cross', inherited the power of Jesus' mercy and love. Wait, what do you mean?"

"That's right, Master!" Chen Long looked at the brown cross in his hand excitedly, and said, "This thing should be the 'holy cross'. Only this thing is worthy of the holy imperial court dispatching priests to secretly search for it in China!"

"Then according to what you say, the horn and the spear should also be the treasures of the Dark Pope and the Lieyan team?" YangMeng stared at the small horn and spear with malice, and said in his heart: "It's really an accident. What a surprise, it seems that this flying knife can be upgraded a bit."

(End of this chapter)

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