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"Whether we like it or not, life is always urging us to move forward. People pack up, set off, trek, and settle... Wherever they stop, there will be a fire." Feng Bujue used a gentle voice and a recitative tone Nian said, "From the migration of individual lives, to the exchange and transportation of ingredients, from the evolution of cooking methods, to the flow of life's destiny... The hurried pace of people and food never stops."
"What are you talking about... a wandering god on the tip of your tongue?" Honghu continued, "Even if you suddenly have a very literary monologue, it will not change the current situation." Looking at the already mature neck meat in front of him, he was struggling with thoughts in his mind.
"The new missions have already come out, so I don't want you to hesitate any longer. Hurry up and get on the road, don't act like a woman..." Feng Bujue was already full of gas, and smelled meat when he spoke. It was obvious that he had I ate the rib meat that I grilled.
However, Brother Jue, who was half full after eating, still did not leave the fire. He also wants to grill some more meat strips, then wrap them up and keep them, so that they can be taken out and eaten at any time later.
"It doesn't matter! If I continue to be hungry like this, my stomach will start to digest myself!" At this moment, Tianma Xingkong shouted loudly, closed his eyes, stuffed the meat on his hand into his mouth, and then chewed fiercely.
"Huh?" After a few seconds, he opened his eyes, "It's not as disgusting as I imagined... It tastes like beef, and it's quite crispy..."
"Yes, it's just a bit bland." Feng Bujue continued, "It's a pity, if we have flour, we can wrap all the meat in various parts, and then steam it... to make it with a distinct taste..."
"Universe Shaomai, right? I've never seen that cartoon!" Atobe interrupted with a growl.
"Hehe..." Feng Bujue smiled, "I'm just kidding, if there is no salt and cooking wine for seasoning, there is no way to season so much meat, besides... there is really such a big siu mai, I am afraid it is impossible to use steam Steamed. You can consider using charcoal fire... "
"Who discussed technical issues with you! You are full!" Atobe said again.
"That's right, I'm full." Feng Bujue put on a slap on the face. "Hit me~ idiot."
"Forget it..." Atobe's psychological defense was finally broken, he gave Jue a fierce look, and then ate himself.
Uncle Waste Chai also murmured to himself at this time: "Well... I even changed a girl in order to pass the customs. Even if it is really cannibalism, it's nothing..."
As soon as this remark came out, the other four roared in unison: "We are still good friends without mentioning that matter!"
...
Minutes passed. The players (except Feng Bujue) filled their stomachs with conflicting emotions, and then came to the stone wall at the head of the hall.
This is the wall closest to the altar, and they haven't surveyed it so far.
"Hmm... The mission description says 'the corridor behind the altar', so the entrance is either behind this wall. Or it is under the floor on the back side of the altar." Standing there, Uncle Waste Chai speculated, "Considering We are already in the ground, so the road leading to the Crystal Lost Realm probably extends upwards..." His gaze shifted to the wall, "Crazy brother...or else...you try to lick it again?"
"I didn't lick the secret of the altar..." Feng Bujue said, walking to the stone wall. "Those light patterns recorded on the slate will appear as long as they are touched by living creatures, and the touched parts are not limited, and they can also be through clothes..."
"Okay, you don't have to go into such detail..." Uncle Waste Chai dissuaded.
"Okay..." Brother Jue smiled nonchalantly. Then reach out and touch the wall.
In the next second, a "hiss" sound was heard, and a thick layer of dust poured out from the texture of the wall, forming a large cloud of dust mist.
Seeing this, Atobe immediately took out his weapon (big fan) from his luggage, waved it back and forth twice, and easily dispersed it.
After the dust dissipated, the faintly shining lines of light on the wall became clear.
Feng Bujue covered his mouth and nose with one hand (I want to explain here, after the battle with Fu Ling, he took off the gloves, went through them in the luggage, and restored them to a clean state; simply put... There is no shit on it, please rest assured), the other hand continued to press on the wall, looked at the light patterns and said, "As expected, the reminder is still a mural."
The teammates also looked around one after another, looking at the patterns formed by those textures.
The mural in front of me is larger than the two ones behind the altar, but the content is not complicated, but rather easy to understand. The content of the painting is... a humanoid creature, standing behind the altar, playing the piano against the wall. There are a bunch of strange symbols below it, the system has no translation at all, and I don't know which language it is.
"Ha...an enjoyable puzzle-solving time." Feng Bujue looked at Xuanhao with great interest.
When Honghu saw the mural, he immediately turned around, walked towards the banjo next to Walker's body, and said, "I think... it's a sheet music."
"Ah, it's pretty obvious." Feng Bujue replied, "But there is a problem... Music is a special language, even if we can guess which elements in the score each symbol refers to, it is impossible to guess which elements are in it. The exact sound level that the Xuanhao refers to." He paused, rubbed his chin and said, "There should be further hints..."
Standing aside, Atobe looked at the orderly two with a vague look, and sighed: "Whenever this kind of time comes, I will be glad that there are guys like you in the team..."
Tianma Xingkong shrugged and said: "Actually... as I said, just break through the wall and get there."
"About this..." Feng Bujue turned his head and said to Brother Pony, "I have confirmed it with the imitation soul, and it told me...'Five Gods' protect this temple with the power of spells, if someone uses a savage If you attack the wall with all your strength, it will trigger a counter spell. When the imitation soul pretended to be you, it was intended to use this method to kill people with a knife, but fortunately, Uncle Waste Chai stopped it in time."
"Cut..." Tianma Xingkong continued with a disappointed face, "These despicable guys... ah..." He took a bite of the meat in his hand, and continued inarticulately, "Such little tricks like casting spells... Tsk tsk... it's too annoying."
"I said... Is it really okay for you to nibble other people's knees with relish while saying such things..." Atobe covered his face and shook his head.
"I found it!" Honghu had picked up the banjo at this time and looked at it for a few seconds. "There are similar symbols engraved on the neck of the banjo, and there are under each string." While speaking, he took the banjo and walked away. come over.
"That's easy." Feng Bujue turned around and said, "Just follow the instructions."
"Well... it seems that solving this puzzle is not difficult, but..." Honghu replied as he walked, "...among the five of us, is there anyone who can play this thing?"
"I will." Suddenly, someone answered in a very ordinary tone.
Before the words fell, the others all turned their heads to look at him.
"What's wrong? Is it strange?" Uncle Waste Chai asked with a puzzled face.
"Well... a little bit..." Honghu said, but he still reached out and handed the banjo to Uncle Feichai, "First, this is a relatively unpopular instrument."
Feng Bujue continued: "Secondly, I really can't tell... Brother Chai, you are actually a literary youth."
"Humph... Even though I'm only twenty-seven or eight years old, I have a lot of life experience." Uncle Waste Chai put the cigarette in his mouth, took the banjo with both hands, "I used to be a man What about the members of the idol group?"
"Ah?" Atobe used a modal particle to perfectly express his mood at the moment.
"Hehe... Didn't expect that? I made my debut when I was seventeen, and the four people I formed a group with are all my age." At this point, Uncle Waste Chai had turned his head around the shoulder strap, and put Banjo Qin was slung across his body, "The record company made us a few scumbag records that we couldn't listen to ourselves, and then held a concert." He freed his hand and took another puff of cigarette, "Unfortunately, ten At nine years old... we were out of breath."
"So fast!" Tianma Xingkong exclaimed in shock.
"Of course, I can also understand." Uncle Waste Chai smiled, "After all, they are all nineteen. For an idol group, if the combined age of all members exceeds one hundred years old, it is considered an elderly group."
"Hey! Which planet standard is this! Are you a North Korean group?" Atobe couldn't help but complain.
"Speaking of which... there was a Korean in my group back then, and I had a pretty good relationship with him..." Uncle Fei Chai continued, "The second year after the disbandment, he returned to China to serve in the military." He took a breath, "Fu—two years later, I received a postcard and learned of his marriage. His husband seems to be his comrade in arms..."
"Isn't this amount of information a bit too much..." This short chat of less than two minutes has already made Honghu, who is known for his calmness, sweat profusely.
"Then... that..." Atobe interrupted with twitching corners of his mouth, "Time is limited, let's focus on the task first..." After finishing speaking, he immediately turned his head to look at Brother Jue and shouted, "Hey! Crazy! Hurry up and solve the riddle! What kind of soy sauce are you using!"
Puff—poof—
Brother Jue is banging his head against the wall...
"I just want to erase some strange things from my mind..." Feng Bujue said without turning his head, "Today I saw a lot of things that I shouldn't and don't want to see... Now I hear a lot of things I don't want to hear … As a person with a very rich imagination, I must immediately remove the substance that seriously pollutes the spirit from the halls of my thinking... "
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