Jiang Cheng couldn't distinguish or describe the other person's voice. Is it soft, pleasant, or crisp and pleasant? Jiang Cheng couldn't describe it, but he could really feel the other person's temperament from the indescribable voice, which was strong, kind, loving, compassionate, and at the same time, it had a majesty that was rare for women.
"What's next?" Jiang Cheng didn't understand what the other party meant and asked, "What do you want to say? Why did Jin sacrifice himself because of me? What are you planning? Why does the "Book of Prophecy" exist? I'm here What kind of role does this plan play?"
Knowing that Jin and Zhuang were about to leave this world completely, Jiang Cheng desperately asked all the doubts in his heart.
Even Jiang Cheng knew that they didn't tell him the truth at the beginning, and they still wouldn't tell the truth now.
Jiang Cheng's expectation was correct. Jin and Zhuang's figures gradually disappeared. They didn't know how much time and space had passed in this high-dimensional space. They still didn't answer their questions. Gradually, the surrounding scenery began to return to simplicity and concreteness. Jiang Cheng knew that the high-dimensional space was shrinking, and Jin and Zhuang were about to leave this time completely.
Looking from a distance, (this is not a physical space in common sense, it is a kind of distance that can only be described as sensory) Jiang Cheng's sight could hardly lock onto the two of them. It was at this time that Jin said his last words to Jiang Cheng.
"Although I can't let you know everything, the fifth mural may be able to give you some hints."
"The fifth painting?" Jiang Cheng looked around blankly. There were no other murals on the surrounding walls.
"By the way, there is that poor child." Jhin suddenly said.
A ray of light, or a piece of information, flew from distant time and space and entered the little madman's eyebrows.
The little lunatic was shaken all over, his eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy, and his whole body was undergoing an astonishing change in his temperament. Jiang Cheng knew that Jin was restoring the little lunatic's damaged consciousness.
"Goodbye." Jhin said, "Perhaps, we will meet again in the future. If everything goes well."
Before he finished speaking, the entire space seemed to tremble suddenly, and all the complex information, light, and even the lofty and majestic spiritual fluctuations disappeared in an instant. The stone room returned to its original appearance, and everything seemed to have remained unchanged, except that the light of the stone chair was dimming little by little.
Jiang Cheng felt that his body had completely recovered and his body was full of strength. He couldn't help but stand up and walked down from the high platform with the stone chair.
Just after Jiang Cheng left, the stone chair made a soft cracking sound, and then suddenly collapsed and shattered like a sand sculpture. Also shattered was the sarcophagus in the center of the room. Among them, Jiang Cheng did not see Zhuang's body. He knew that Zhuang's spirit and body followed Jin's guidance and went to the high-dimensional space and the new world together.
"What happened just now? Why were the stone chairs and sarcophagi shattered into powder?" Ren Zhifei looked confused. In his memory, the surroundings turned into a mass of indistinguishable light, and all senses lost their function at that moment. . Ren Zhifei knew nothing about what Jiang Cheng had just experienced.
In addition to these changes, Ren Zhifei also noticed that something was wrong with the little madman. This person's eyes flickered, and his expression and temperament were undergoing unpredictable changes.
Looking at Xu Dingjia again, his face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he was happy and sad, as if he was possessed, and he seemed to be reminiscing about something. In short, it was very strange.
In comparison, Jiang Cheng, who was walking slowly, was considered the most normal one.
So, Ren Zhifei asked Jiang Cheng again, but the other party was still indifferent.
"The fifth mural? Where is it?" Jiang Cheng walked back and forth in the stone room, trying to find the last clue that Jin told him.
Only now could Jiang Cheng be sure that what he had experienced was not a coincidence, but part of a plan that spanned a long time. He felt that somewhere invisible, there was some kind of existence controlling his destiny. Everything has already been predetermined. Jhin is not the leader. He just sees it all and chooses to follow that future.
What exactly is that
Jiang Cheng fell into panic that his fate was completely out of his control, and he desperately wanted to find the answer.
And the fifth mural may be the key.
"By the way, little madman!" Jiang Cheng accidentally caught a glimpse of the little madman standing motionless and said suddenly, "He must know where the fifth mural is."
Thinking like this, Jiang Cheng already walked towards the little madman. After getting closer, Jiang Cheng discovered that the little lunatic had been muttering something in a low voice.
"Mural...the fifth one...I'm about to remember it..."
Jiang Cheng couldn't wait to ask, "Where is it?"
The little lunatic's eyes suddenly brightened, he saw Jiang Cheng clearly in front of him, and said with difficulty, "It's... in..."
At this moment, the little lunatic suddenly groaned and fell straight to the ground. All the muscles in his body seemed to be tense and stiff, allowing him to maintain the movement of extending his arms forward before he fainted.
Seeing the little lunatic fainting, Jiang Cheng became nervous and was at a loss for what to do.
At this time, Xu Dingjia came back to his senses and shouted: "The little lunatic has entered the stage of reorganization of his thinking. Don't try to wake him up. He will recover after a while."
Knowing that the little lunatic was fine, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, at the moment when the other party came to the end, he still blamed himself a little, thinking that he was the culprit who caused the other party to faint.
Ren Zhifei still looked at everyone inexplicably and asked: "What happened? Why did you all become so strange after a burst of light?"
Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly and was about to explain to Ren Zhifei.
Before he could speak, a strong crashing sound suddenly came from the stone door.
At the same time as the impact sounded, everyone felt that an evil and powerful spiritual power was seeping into the door.
"It's the Apostle of Guixu!"
"Liu Jingzhe!"
Xu Dingjia and Jiang Cheng shouted almost at the same time.
"Isn't this place capable of blocking the Guixu Apostle?" Ren Zhifei asked in horror, "Why can he hit the stone gate now?"
Jiang Cheng glanced at the shattered stone chair and said: "In order to repair my body, the energy of the stone chair was exhausted. Now it has lost the ability to defend against the invasion of the Guixu apostles."
"Then we will become turtles in a urn, waiting until he breaks in..."
Ren Zhifei did not dare to continue speaking for fear that his prediction would come true.
At this moment, another impact sound came, and along with it, there were the slightest cracks on the stone door.
Xu Dingjia also began to feel uneasy, "What should I do? How long can this stone gate last?"
"Now..." Jiang Cheng was thinking about countermeasures when he suddenly noticed a strange movement in his consciousness.