The 41st Chapter: Frightening Deductions

  "What... what does it mean? I'm not already..." I raised my head and looked at him.

  It was the first time I looked at him so seriously, and suddenly found that the place where I look most like him is in the eyes.

  "Sorry, I've abandoned you for so many years..." He said and turned his face back: "If possible, I'd like to have a few drinks with this stinky kid, unfortunately there's no wine here."

  At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew across the wilderness. He looked up at the sky and after a while said: "Perhaps you will never see me again. You... won't blame me, will you?"

  "Are you leaving?" I was shocked and quickly grabbed his sleeve.

  He patted my shoulder again, the corner of his mouth on his profile slightly raised, and slowly pulled my hand open: "No, it's you who should leave. Remember what I said, as long as you're alive, there's hope."

  His eyes were still so calm.

  The wind on the wasteland was getting stronger and stronger, without any sign of stopping. I was just thinking of pulling him to find a place to take shelter from the wind, when suddenly, a force came from the sky, and before I could react, my whole body quickly rose up.

  My father was taken aback for a moment, stood up, and looked at me with his head raised.

  All I saw was the scenery under my feet getting smaller and smaller, I didn't know what happened, shouting at him nonstop. He stood in the wind with his sleeves fluttering, smiled lightly at me, waved his hand and said: "As long as you're alive, there's hope..."

  His voice was blown away by the wind, and it was barely audible. I was still dazed and hadn't figured out what was going on when everything suddenly went black, and my consciousness sank into a blur once again...

  I woke up again and found myself still lying on the stretcher. Unlike before, I felt much better this time, as if I had just woken up from a normal sleep.

  I lay there with my eyes closed for two or three minutes, and my consciousness and thinking had returned to their best state.

  "As long as we live, there is hope!"

  I told myself this and slowly sorted out what had happened over the past few days in my mind.

  Firstly I thought of the three-eyed temple god who led me into this matter formally.

  The Tri-God Tribe's Three-Eyed Temple was built in secrecy, but over the years, someone would eventually discover it. And among all people, the most likely to find the temple were tomb raiders.

  For example, my father.

  The curse in the Temple of the Three-Eyed God was so insidious that after my father fell under its spell, everything began to unravel. To break the curse, he had to search far and wide for clues about the Ya Shen tribe, until finally, he discovered Lan Palace from the "Lan Duo Yu Xian Tu".

  The "Lan Palace Encounter with the Immortals" was created by Bai Shan Ju Shi, an ancestor of Wei Jiu. Bai Shan Ju Shi should be the first person to discover Lan Gong and draw a route map. He threw this map down the mountain, no matter who it ended up in the hands of, the secrets contained within would definitely let his father, who had been investigating Lan Gong, know. Even if his father didn't know, his descendants would eventually find out. So, in the end, the discovery of Lan Palace was inevitable.

  The golden horn is one of the most important parts.

  The Queen of the Eastern God made the horn gold number with a removable core, and put the core in the Orchid Palace. In my estimation, the core should be easy to obtain, and where the core is placed, there will be inscriptions, murals and other things that convey information.

  This information introduces how to use the number core, allowing the descendants of the cursed to avoid the curse. The goddess left many clues for this matter, which was done on purpose.

  It is clear that this method of breaking the curse for future generations is impossible to complete, and the descendants of the cursed will be anxious and fearful every day, eventually they will also embark on the journey to find the Orchid Palace.

  For example me.

  Of course, I didn't know about the curse at first, until I accidentally broke into the Temple of the Three-eyed God and was cursed again. It wasn't until after being saved by Oil that I found out about all this.

  However, this is just a coincidence, including the appearance of "black buttons".

  I think so for a reason, and the reason is because of oil seeds.

  Youzi seemed to be an inconspicuous link in the whole event, but it was precisely because of this that I overlooked him. Now, thinking back slowly, I found that there were too many suspicious points on Youzi's body.

  First, there is the appearance of oil droplets.

  The appearance of Oil is a very suspicious matter, because he happened to save me. Although he had explained that he was cursed and therefore very concerned about the Three-Eyed Temple, which allowed him to discover me falling in the temple in time. But thinking slowly, even so, he could rescue me in time, it's also a very coincidental thing.

  Because Yóu Zi is not a local, even if he was very concerned about the Temple of Three Eyes, he wouldn't often be walking around there.

  If this matter is not simple, then it will involve a question, which is why the Three-Eyed Temple was not discovered for so long? According to my understanding of the Three-Eyed Temple, that place has been basically uninhabited for thousands of years. Why? The legend of the Three-Eyed Temple is even known by the owner of the inn, so why hasn't anyone come to excavate it in all these years?

  A more reliable explanation is that everyone who knows this legend has uniformly concealed the legend of the Three-Eyed Temple from outsiders. But why do they conceal it from everyone, yet tell me?

  It can be seen from this that at that time, the boss of the hostel had no simple motive for telling me about this matter.

  The most likely hypothesis is that Oil was able to rescue me in time because the owner of the hostel knew I was going to enter the Three-Eyed Temple and told Oil about it.

  Furthermore, that's the relationship between Oil and the archaeological team. On the surface, it seems like there shouldn't be any problem, but why did I coincidentally get cursed, just as I was about to find the Jiao Gu Jin Hao, Su Qin's archaeological team had already excavated it one step ahead? Moreover, Oil also received news of the excavation of the Wu Wang Tomb at the first time.

  At the same time, Britain's "Black Button" also stole the horned golden number at this time. When they stole the horned golden number, they used a plan similar to that of the oily son.

  All sorts of coincidences come together, there can only be one explanation, that is, these coincidences are not coincidences, but are deliberately designed.

  The most unexpected thing is that Oil Child brought me to successfully catch up with Black Button's footsteps, not letting me lose the clue. Is Oil Child such a formidable person? Since he is so formidable, why did he mostly show off his rough and unrefined side on this journey?

  Thinking of this, my heart has cooled down. I have a very strong feeling that all these things seem to be inseparable from Youzi. He seems to play a crucial role in the entire event. It can be said that if he didn't exist, none of these things would have happened.

  However, Oil is just about the same age as me, and it's impossible for him to control all these things by himself. In that case, behind Oil, there might be a very powerful force at work, one that is even more mysterious and terrifying. I, Su Qin's archaeological team, "Black Button", and even my father might all just be pawns in the hands of this force.

  They carefully arranged various plots, spanning at least several decades. What was the purpose? What plan were they carrying out?

  The thought that all the encounters were carefully planned by someone sends shivers down my spine. If everything was just arranged by heaven, I wouldn't have such a terrible feeling. But what's originally thought to be fate is actually man-made, which is a terrifying thing.

  It's as if I was just an ordinary person, going to work and coming home every day, strolling around and playing cards. But suddenly one day, I discovered that all of life is a carefully planned soap opera, and my every move will be watched by audiences in front of their TVs. This feeling is truly beyond words.

  Now that things have come to this, I must remain calm. Since I'm still alive, it means "Black Button" won't do anything to me for the time being. What worries me is the situation of others.

  Now all I can do is lie quietly on the stretcher with my eyes closed, and not let them know that my consciousness has fully recovered.

  The most common sound entering my ears is still the sound of rushing, occasionally two people whispering in English, I couldn't hear what they were saying, nor did I know if other companions were around me.

  I started thinking, why was I just knocked unconscious? The old man in the Tang suit had really intended to kill me before, so why didn't they kill me after Zhou Xing knocked me out? Was it because Zhou Xing said he wanted to spare my life that they didn't make a move to kill me?

  It won't be, if so, Zhou Xing wouldn't need to knock me out, because I'm now a burden, even if Zhou Xing doesn't let them kill me, they won't carry me all the way. The only possibility is that I'm still useful to them.

  But what use am I to them? To be honest, I'm just an ordinary tomb raider, nothing special about me.

  Is it that there is some kind of checkpoint ahead that blocks the way, and at a critical moment, someone must be sacrificed, so I am their prepared sacrifice?

  It seems to make sense this way, if lives are really needed as stepping stones in the first place, then Su Qin and I are undoubtedly the best candidates. We are sacrificable for them at will.

  Although this explanation is groundless, I took it as a fact and the more I thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and my heart couldn't help but feel anxious.

  At this time, the team stopped again. Before, they felt that they had been walking downhill all the way, so it was possible that this was an extremely deep underground space. It was unknown what obstacles lay ahead, and they would stop here.

  Soon, the people who were carrying me put me down on the ground.

  I listened carefully to the sound of the stretcher being put down and found that there were three more stretchers beside me. So, it seemed that all my companions were still here.

  At this time, I suddenly heard a faint sound in my ear, which seemed to be the sound of Xue Mang taking a breath. I felt very strange, it seems that not only other companions, but even Xue Mang was unscathed.

  What does this "Black Button" gang want to do?

  Anyway, finding that everyone was fine, I felt much more at ease and lay down quietly to listen carefully to the sounds around me.

  Before long, the voice of the old man in Tang suit was heard - "How is it? Are you all ready?"

  Then there was a personal response, and the voice sounded like Jack's, that of the man wearing a duckbill cap.

  "It's all right, old man."

  The old man in Tang suit said at this time: "Let's start, we retreat a little!"

  Then I was lifted up again and retreated a distance. I thought to myself, what do these people want to do? Could they be planning to blow something up? After thinking about it for a moment, I felt that it wasn't very likely. Although they were particularly ruthless, they weren't crazy enough to lose their minds. The underground space at the foot of this snowy mountain couldn't just be blown up with explosives, unless they didn't want to live anymore.

  I still felt uncertain in my heart and thought there was no light shining towards me, so I slowly opened a slit of my eyelids to take a peek outside.

  At first, my eyes were not adapted to the light, and everything was blurry. I only felt that there were people around me, and everyone was crowded together. When my eyes could see clearly, I found that all the flashlights were concentrated on a place in front of us.

  I slightly tilted my head forward and suddenly Chow Sing's back appeared in my line of sight.

  He stood quietly in front of me, his head raised, and my gaze fell on his hand, where I saw him holding a curved horn, ready to put it to his mouth to blow.

  What is Zhou Xing doing? Why does he want to blow the golden horn? Could it be...