I Can’t Play This Game Anymore

Ji Hanxin said that he didn't just lick the bag face to face.

Snubbing people's noses and touching people's faces, searching people's bodies and taking people's arrows, but it's not enough to twist the neck 180 degrees in anger, right?

Ji Han replied:

"Is it too late to say sorry now?"

Chen Ke also recovered from the shock just now, and asked in a low voice:

"What should I do? Do I want to fight or what?"

But the corpse of the leader of the Huns did not move other than turning his head around, as if his neck should be like that.

Song Qian shook her head and said:

"Don't act rashly, it doesn't matter if you are knocked down, but you are afraid of using your hands. Brother Han has no chance to check the writing on the wall. Since he didn't launch an attack, the three of us will stand up first. Brother Han, you translate the writing on the wall as soon as possible." , See if there are any clues to the divine pillar."

Ji Han nodded and said:

"Then watch him first, and tell me if there is any situation, and I will translate as soon as possible."

Ji Han didn't want to make a move here easily, after all, there are so many strange mycelia around, and the method of turning into a living corpse has not been found yet, if you are not careful, it would be bad if you all die together.

Turning his head to look at the strange words on the wall, although these words are neatly engraved, but the shape is really obscure and difficult to distinguish, even with the translation package of quantum fluctuations, the small light circle has been turned for a long time.

In order to save time, Ji Han directly gave everyone a brief summary of the translated content in turn.

This tribe was formed by escaped slaves during the Western Zhou Dynasty.

They fled westward for their lives and originally settled down by the Crescent Lake, but this is the territory of the Quanrong tribe, and they were often surrounded by other tribes.

The patriarch accidentally discovered a strange black stone in the well.

Although this thing can't kill people, it can make a huge change in the solid body, and can create new spaces.

So the patriarch led the people, relying on the power of strange stones, dug through the black mountain, and created such a huge underground space as the foundation for the survival and development of the people.

Eggplant interjected:

"After a long time, these guys turned out to be the Western Zhou version of Peach Blossom Spring."

Ji Han nodded and said:

"That's right, and it seems that the black strange stone they found should be the divine pillar."

Chen Ke said with a smile:

"Using the divine pillar to dig a hole in the ground, fortunately they can figure it out, it's really a golden **** digging the ground."

Song Qian asked:

"Brother Han, what's next? Did they also dig this crack?"

As the newly translated text appeared, Ji Han continued to summarize.

After digging through here, everyone discovered this huge underground crack.

This crack is simply a miracle. The patriarch told everyone that this is the guidance of the gods, and this is the road leading to the ancient gods.

Because the surroundings are relatively warm and there are gods to protect them, everyone built their living places here.

However, after the digging, the water level outside suddenly rose, submerging the way out of the principle well.

Fortunately, the clansman built hidden passages on the city gates on both sides to lead to the outside, so that everyone can enter and exit and patrol.

As the tribe continues to grow, we no longer throw the bodies of the dead directly to the old gods under the crack like before.

Instead, start building our own graveyard.

Under the leadership of the patriarch, everyone relied on strange stones again, dug all the way here, and finally opened the entrance to the underground Shinto.

I saw a white-lit sacred tree growing out of the underground god's domain.

The patriarch believes that this is the last guidance from the gods since the strange stone and the crack.

So he set the cemetery of the clansmen here, and also stored the strange stone in his own residence deep in the crack, and no longer used it.

Sure enough, not long after, under the guidance of the gods, the patriarch taught us how to keep the corpses that should have rotted and how to resurrect the friends who should have died.

As long as these white threads of the sacred tree are wrapped around the corpse, and then poured with water, the corpse will not rot for a long time.

And as long as the dead person is fed a soul-inducing worm wrapped with the thread of the white sacred tree, the dead person can be resurrected again.

But whether the resurrection is successful or not depends on the person's luck. Some people will be stable and peaceful after resurrection, and some people will start killing people after resurrection.

No matter what kind it is, the resurrected people will have the body of a god, no longer afraid of any pain, and can recover even if they are cut, because this is the gift of the ancient underground god.

The patriarch will also send the resurrected people down the crack so that they can enter the realm of the gods physically.

According to the regulations of the clan, ordinary people are all buried in tombs near the outer wall.

And the more respectful people are to the gods, the more qualified they are to be buried in this place close to the entrance to the underground Shinto, enjoying the protection of the gods.

But as the number of tombs decreased, the number of people who wanted to enter the realm of the gods increased.

The patriarch, who was already very old, finally made a decision against his ancestors:

Ask all the clansmen to jump into the crack leading to the God Realm along the platform at the entrance of the tomb together with him, and he will open the gate of the underground God Realm for us.

Before leaving, I will record these and leave them to the mortals who will meet in future generations.

After finishing all these contents in one breath, not to mention the people present, even Ji Han himself was a little surprised.

After a long time, the disappearance of this tribe was not because of any external forces or monsters, but because of the superstitious patriarch who led the tribe to commit suicide together.

Eggplant scolded:

"Grass, it has been said for a long time that feudal superstitions should not be kept. This is a living example. Good guy, is it okay for a tribe to jump off the cliff collectively?"

Ji Han nodded and said:

"However, this also means that we are facing much less danger. They committed suicide and were not killed by some horrible creature. It should have no impact on our mission later~www.readwn.com~ Speaking of missions and divine pillars , Song Qian turned around and said:

"That is to say, the sacred pillar they call the 'strange stone' should still be deep in the crack above. We should go up and go in."

Chen Ke frowned and said:

"I still have to go up, but what is the 'spirit attractor' they said that can revive people? I don't want to deal with the resurrected corpses in the water anymore. There are still corpses of an entire tribe lying down here. "

Ji Han shook his head and said:

"There is no detailed discussion. Maybe after such a long time, the bug has become extinct. At that time, the tribe was able to dig to such a deep place, and it is estimated that they saw many species that did not exist on the surface."

Eggplant nodded and said:

"Don't tell me, it reminds me of a Russian movie I've seen before. It tells the story of a Russian underground drill digging up weird and dangerous underground bacteria, causing all participants to be killed by parasites."

Ji Han had seen it too, and replied:

"That movie was adapted from the deepest underground drilling of human beings, that is, the Kola drilling in the Soviet Union. It is said that after digging to a position of 12,000 meters underground, ghosts shouted from inside, and some people said that ancient bacteria were dug. In short, it is something that human beings cannot understand. Later, the drill hole was sealed for some reason. Thinking about it, it is a bit similar. These ancient tribes, digging to this depth, were killed by incomprehensible mysterious fungi; and we It is normal for modern humans to dig deeper and encounter incomprehensible things, but we just hope that we will not be wiped out by the things in the ground.”

Eggplant scolded:

"Fuck, don't care about the collective destiny of mankind. How will the leader of the Huns in front of him solve it? He just sat there, twisted his neck and looked at us, **** it, he moved!"