Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

Shen Qingcheng, Lu Qi and his party entered the oasis after the sun went down in the evening, after confirming that the oasis was safe, and then set up camp for the night.

At this time, their location was less than half an hour away by camel from the entrance of the ancient city in the distance. Considering that it was late and the situation in the ancient city was unclear, everyone decided to rest for a night to adjust their condition before entering.

The night was uneventful.

In the early morning of the next day, the players and Luhaha packed up their things after breakfast, then rode on camels and continued towards the ancient city.

After about 10 minutes, the camels stepped into the gate of the ancient city.

This is a city that has been abandoned for a long time. The gate at the gate of the city has been in disrepair for a long time, and half of it has fallen off. The camels stepped on the decayed gate and made a crunching sound.

Going further in, the architectural furniture inside the ancient city is related to the Buddhist gate. The Buddha statues and murals that can be seen everywhere have been damaged and faded due to the passage of time.

Shen Qingcheng, Lu Qi and others randomly entered the buildings next to the two streets. The furniture inside were arranged in an orderly manner, and there were no traces of fighting.

Of course, they didn't see the body either.

Luhaha sighed at the side, "I don't know what happened that year, but it was very lively when I came last time. Buddha's voice can be heard everywhere, and monks worshiping on the street can be seen everywhere."

However, these are all gone now, and the people in the ancient city seem to have disappeared overnight, leaving this Buddhist kingdom standing on the yellow sand and being buried silently by time.

Shen Qingcheng looked at the tallest pagoda in the city and asked, "What is that for?"

Luhaha glanced at the place where he asked, "It seems that the relics of the entire Buddhist kingdom are enshrined. Do you know the relics? Only the real eminent monks can leave the relics after they have passed away. There will be monks going to worship every day." .”

"Since this pagoda is so important, the divine book should be kept in this pagoda, right?" Su Rao lifted the sun hat on her head.

Zhuang Lianyi frowned, "Could it have been taken away?"

The Buddhist monks seem to have evacuated in an organized manner, so there is no reason why the divine books should not be taken away.

Lu Qi said, "Go ahead and confirm it before we talk."

So the group continued to move towards the pagoda.

On the way, Lu Qi asked Lu Haha if there were many monks in the Buddhist country.

Luhaha replied, many, at least 1 people.

Lu Qi asked again, whether a large number of monks flooded into Haha City decades ago.

Luhaha replied, no, there was only one monk who came to Haha City decades ago, and that was the teacher of the monk who blocked the way when he set out.

Lu Qi: "Haha, are there any other cities around the desert?"

Luhaha shook his head, "No, Haha City is the nearest city outside the Haha Desert. If you want to leave the Haha Desert, you must pass through Haha City, or cross the entire desert area to the other side of the desert."

But the Haha desert is huge, and it is impossible to cross the entire desert, because the materials that can be brought will be consumed halfway.

After the questioning, the camel just walked to the pagoda, and a group of people got off the camel and brought supplies that might be used.

Before entering the pagoda, Shen Qingcheng: "Luhaha, are you waiting for us here or go in together?"

Luhaha stepped forward to express his attitude, "Of course we go in together, everyone has the same blessings and the same difficulties."

So Shen Qingcheng nodded, telling him to be more careful when he went in, and he might not be able to take care of him in case of an emergency.

Luhaha patted his chest and promised.

This pagoda has nine floors, and each floor is a neat shrine dedicated to relics. The area of ​​the pagoda becomes smaller as it goes up, and there are fewer relics that can be enshrined.

Only one Buddhist altar is enshrined on the ninth floor.

"There's something inside!" Wu Meng bent down to observe from the gap in the altar and said, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

Didn't you think that those monks didn't take the divine book with them when they left?

Everyone entered the room on the ninth floor. The players surrounded the altar. Luhaha stood outside and looked for a while. Seeing that he couldn't see anything and couldn't squeeze in, he simply stood aside and looked at the murals on the wall.

"It turned out to be the story of a divine monk who passed away from the world."

The painting on the first wall is a monk standing in the desert with a dazed expression.

On the second wall, the monk trekked for a long time in the desert and found the oasis before dying of thirst.

On the third wall, there is a strange tower in the oasis. After solving the problem of thirst, the monk entered the tower with his stomach that had not eaten yet.

On the fourth wall, the monk opened a book...

"Hey, is it gone?"

Luhaha turned around in a circle, wanting to see if he had missed the content of the mural, but unexpectedly saw the door that was supposed to be open closed.

He didn't think too much about it, thinking that one of the employers closed it, and he thought to himself, the stupa had been closed for so long before they came, and there was no ventilation.

Then he walked over to open the door.

He clasped both sides of the door frame and pulled in, shaking off a pile of dust.

Pulling harder, the door is still motionless.

"This is embarrassing me, Luhaha!"

Lu Haha struggled with the door on one side, and on the other side, after checking, Lu Qi confirmed that there was no trap on the altar, so he easily opened the altar.

What was inside was, as they had expected, a book.

The appearance of this book is very ordinary, without any pattern on the cover, it is only wrapped with a material similar to sheepskin.

Several people looked at each other, and Lu Qi opened the book.

"On the first day, God ordered Sandstorm to wait on the way."

The entire first page only had these simple twelve characters, and they couldn't obtain other useful information except for the word "sandstorm".

Lu Qi then turned to the second page, which was an illustration occupying two pages.

In the picture, a sandstorm is raging, and eight figures are faintly visible in the sandstorm struggling for survival.

The figures are looming, but the players are very clear about the identities of these people, because they have only buried them twice, and the people inside are themselves.

Lu Qi continued to turn down, and the third page of the book contained ten characters:

"On the second day, God punished with Lithops poison."

The entire page that followed drew illustrations of the seven players and Luhaha lying in the sea of ​​raw stone flowers. The skins of the people in the picture all showed an abnormal turquoise color.

First the sandstorm, then the Lithops, this book records how they died!

But the sandstorm happened no more than ten days ago, yet this book has existed here for decades. What is going on?

Lu Qi didn't pause, and then turned to the next page, but didn't want to accidentally turn over one more page, and turned directly to the illustration part.

The place in the picture is very familiar to them, it is the pagoda, the ninth floor of the pagoda standing under their feet.

Eight people who looked and dressed exactly like them fell unconscious on the ground, and the divine book was casually spread out in Lu Qi's hand.

Everyone's heart froze.

"Hey, come and see, why is the door suddenly unable to open?" Luhaha said beside the door.

As if Lu Qi hadn't heard of it, he went forward and opened it.

"On the third day, God took away the breath of the villain."

The moment the font appeared, everyone immediately felt breathless, as if an invisible hand really took all the air out of their lung lobes.

Shen Qingcheng shook his dizzy head, this is not right, he is already dead and does not need to breathe, but why does he feel suffocated like everyone else?

Lu Qi hugged him with one hand, and with the other hand he struggled to open the contents behind. His vision was blurred and he seemed to see lines being formed on a piece of blank drawing paper.

……

When he regained consciousness again, Shen Qingcheng returned to the street of Haha City, where he had just entered the dungeon.