Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

I have no clues at all now, how can I know what the symbol on it means.

Although I have found the origin of this paper, it was a long time ago, and I don’t know what happened at that time.

But...

I found a very obvious symbol on the paper.

It is a Buddhist mark, just like the character on the chest of the Buddha statue. Yes, I am more certain now. As long as the paper is slightly facing the light, the character can be seen. I can’t help but be overjoyed.

"But, this is..."

Then, my doubts appeared again.

But I have no idea now, because I can’t think of any connection between this thing and the Buddha statue.

I looked at everything in this room, and it seemed very strange, but there is no doubt that this should be a place like a treasure, so the most valuable things here are left here, including all the gold and silver treasures.

The paper seemed heavy, and I found that there was no other trace on it, that is, it was not torn from a book on a Buddha statue, but just like a bookmark, it should be in the scriptures of the Buddha statue.

So, why is it in the hands of this devil.

What does the picture on it imply?

I looked at the pattern again, and suddenly a very strange idea emerged in my mind. Is this really the so-called treasure map? Otherwise, how could this little devil put this thing in such a hidden place?

If you are not careful, it is really difficult to find.

Maybe I just don’t understand the content.

"It must be like this." I thought, and I felt a little relieved.

"Bang!"

Just when I was racking my brains to think about what was going on, I suddenly found a very strange sound coming from behind me.

At first it was a rustling sound, as if there were mice in the house, but then I heard a very strange noisy sound, and then, finally I found that it seemed like something was broken, making a harsh sound.

"Who?"

I turned around quickly.

But...

There was nothing, only the bright torch I placed at the door. Strangely, although this is an underground room, there is still light shining in from the window. I didn't expect that the ventilation system of this underground project is still very good.

"Who is there?"

I was sure that I had not heard it wrong.

I swallowed my saliva, tried to calm myself down, and then wiped the sweat from my forehead. The torch was flickering at this time, and even the flame turned blue, as if it was about to go out.

But everything in the room was clearly visible.

The place where the sound came from was indeed a very exquisite porcelain vase that seemed to be broken.

'Oh! "

I couldn't help but feel a little distressed. You know, this thing is at least a national treasure, and it is at least inestimable.

It was an exquisite porcelain vase from the Tang Dynasty, but strangely, the vase seemed a little wrong.

Because if the pattern was a landscape painting or some ladies' paintings, there would be nothing strange about it, but the strange thing was that the pattern on it was actually an old monk with a bulging belly.

"Monk?"

In my impression, there seemed to be no image of this old man, and there was no handwriting or signature, so I couldn't tell what it meant at all?

The vase was broken into two pieces at this moment.

So I didn't have the leisure to worry about other things.

It was a pile of porcelain, like a pile of garbage, and the dust was still floating around.

I walked over carefully and looked around the pile of porcelain bottles. What exactly was it? No one should come in, because only this door could be entered and exited, and it was always closed.

"Is there a mouse in here? "

I was speechless.

Thinking that the plague was very prevalent at that time, most of it was spread by these little devils when they were doing experiments, so I was a little shocked.

I swallowed my saliva, a little horrified.

I picked up a sword casually, and then carefully looked for that thing.

"Bang."

The pile of porcelain seemed to collapse from the middle, and a cloud of dust suddenly rose.

"Cough cough!"

I felt the dust sucked into my body, and a suffocating smell almost made me faint, like the smell of countless molds and some rotten corpses moving back and forth on the tip of my nose.

The smell really made me almost vomit.

"Damn it."

I turned around quickly, but it didn't matter that I turned around, the pile of porcelain bottles was completely covered by the dust.

But at this moment I heard a cry.

'Squeak!"

Damn, there really are rats, no wonder!

"Ziziziz!"

Then, my heart relaxed a little, but soon the sound was a little strange, because it sounded like the sound of teeth chewing.