Hearing Ren Zhifei's voice, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but look to the ground, and his eyes were quickly attracted by the key-shaped ornament.
"This is..." The last mural in the forbidden tomb quickly appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind. On top of the mural, the man who looked very similar to himself was holding this thing.
In addition to the picture, the message about the alien consciousness contained in the mural also became clear, as if a balled up piece of paper had been unfolded. But the content was really bizarre. Jiang Cheng was a little unsure, so he looked at the little lunatic with questioning eyes.
The little lunatic said calmly, "The moment described in the mural has arrived. Pick up the patriarch's token, and only you can solve the plight of the strangers in our camp!"
Ren Zhifei also nodded and said, "The Book of Prophecy can't go wrong, it must be like this!"
The farce of chasing Zhou Zhimao is still going on. Although the senior camp officials who did not join in the fun showed restraint, their expressions were very complicated and revealed a negative emotion.
Jiang Cheng knew that the current situation could be solved only by doing what the mural said.
He no longer hesitated and walked towards the clan leader's token that fell on the ground.
As he approached the clan leader's token, Jiang Cheng found that his perception of the key had become sharper. He could feel that the key was emitting a secret wave, waves, as if it was a low call. This kind of fluctuation is very consistent with Jiang Cheng's own spiritual frequency. He is even certain that only he can feel this kind of fluctuation.
Finally walking in front of the clan leader's token, the fluctuations became more vivid, as if they were cheering and jumping for joy, eager to be touched by Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng felt his mind go blank for a moment. When he came to his senses, he found that he had held the clan leader's token in his hand and slowly raised it upwards.
shock.
The patriarch's token sent out more obvious fluctuations, and everyone noticed it, as if there were circles of ripples in the air, shaking everyone's consciousness and spreading far away.
At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted by Jiang Cheng. To be precise, it was attracted by the clan leader's token in his hand. The senior camp officials headed by Duan Fei looked over and saw that the chasing residents stopped chasing. Even the crazy Zhou Zhimao was surprisingly quiet.
"What is this?" Duan Fei murmured with a confused look but with a touch of puzzling relief, "I feel that this key seems to be unlocking something... Deep in my consciousness, something seems to be suppressing me. A thought I had never noticed before, and now I discovered its existence and began to know what it was!”
A rare smile appeared on the calm face of the little lunatic, and there was a trace of uncontrollable excitement in his tone as he said, "That is part of the curse, a hint deeply rooted in the consciousness of all the strangers in the camp, preventing them from giving birth. The thought of leaving the camp. Except for the secret keeper and the apostles of Guixu, everyone has been unable to step out of this prison for generations because of this curse! Until this moment appears!"
"I have studied curses for so many years, and I am most familiar with this psychological suggestion. The curse! It is really solved!" Zhou Zhimao's eyes widened, with an incredible look on his face, "I never thought that the tokens passed down by the clan chiefs from generation to generation , turned out to be the key to unlocking the curse! I went through all the trouble, paid a heavy price, and even sacrificed my people! But I never thought that the real answer actually lies with me! I... What have I been doing all these years? What!"
Zhou Zhimao was completely awake now, with tears streaming down his face. He knelt down heavily in the direction of Jiangcheng and burst into tears.
Others' feelings were not so delicate, and they were still confused for a while, not knowing what happened. Even though they heard Zhou Zhimao's words, they couldn't believe that the outsider in front of them had broken the so-called curse. After all, just a moment ago, these people were trying their best to deny the existence of the curse. Now it is not that easy to change the thinking back.
But just as they hesitated, another vision appeared!
Jiang Cheng had already raised the clan leader's token high above his head, and the invisible fluctuations became more obvious, and even produced a strange resonance somewhere in the distance.
The sound of wind roar gradually came, and Jiang Cheng noticed that the wind came from the forbidden area.
He turned around and looked, and through the real person's unique perception ability, he found that there was an energy between life and death swimming underground and approaching here. Soon, Jiang Cheng understood what it was.
That's a dead soul! Inspired by the clan leader's token, they gathered one after another.
In an instant, the ground seemed to become like water, giving people a soft and light texture. This feeling only existed for a moment, as if it was an illusion. People have not had time to distinguish this feeling, and some people are not even aware of its existence.
The next moment, everyone saw countless humanoid creatures between life and death springing up from the ground like mushrooms after rain.
"what is that!"
"Dead soul! The curse is real!"
The crowd became commotion. They could no longer question the existence of the curse, and the fear in their hearts could not be increased. What they fear is not only the existence of the curse, but also the dead souls themselves.
According to legend, dead souls are sinners who were punished after death. They have no reason, only anger and hatred. They will attack all living people indiscriminately. According to legend, seeing a dead soul represents the end of life.
Faced with such a vision, the crowd was shocked and uncertain, not knowing what to do for a while.
However, the scene they were worried about did not appear, and the dead soul did not attack anyone. After these immortal dead appeared, they stood facing Jiangcheng, very quiet. Jiang Cheng was surrounded by dead souls, and he was not as frightened as when he first saw them. He could feel that these dead souls seemed to have a glimmer of consciousness, and there was no hostility in this consciousness. Therefore, Jiang Cheng still stood calmly, waiting for the next change.
The last dead soul emerged from the ground, and they began their next move.
In the eyes of everyone, these irrational monsters actually knelt down to Jiang Cheng at the same time.
Ren Zhifei was extremely shocked when he saw this scene, and murmured, "The scene in the mural has appeared! The "Book of Prophecy" has indeed been calculated, and even every detail in the picture is accurate! The real person's ability to predict, It can actually reach this point! Jiang Cheng is also a real person, will he become a powerful person like Jin in the future?"
The dead souls have not moved since they knelt down, as if waiting for something.
The sound of the wind roaring became louder and louder, and gradually, the source of the wind sound turned into the key in Jiang Cheng's hand. Then the whole camp resonated with it, and every corner was filled with the sound of the wind, which never weakened or increased, no matter how far or near it was.
While everyone was shocked by this vision, the sound of the wind changed again.
It seems to have become sharper, but then it quiets down at the moment when people are about to feel the harshness.
Everyone held their breath involuntarily, subconsciously feeling that something was about to happen.
Sure enough, just a moment later, everyone suddenly heard a solemn and gentle female voice. And Jiang Cheng could even tell that it was the voice of the ancient foreigner's village!
“My sons and my people, listen quietly to the Holy Proclamation.
Now that the real person has emerged, the shackles are released.
The sins of the past are the calamities of today.
The sufferings of many lifetimes are now saved! "