Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

The plaque above the ancestral hall was hung on a pillar of ancient sandalwood, it should be ancient sandalwood, Qi Lin standing under the plaque looked carefully and judged.

On it, under the dust, the shining gold letters reflect the golden sun at noon, as if telling the glory of this ancestral hall standing in the long history of thousands of years.

Qi Lin really couldn't believe that this village that shouldn't have existed has a history of thousands of years.

However, this plaque did give him a sense of a thousand years of history.

A traditional landscape painting is outlined on the plaque, like a clear stream passing through the mountain stream and flowing into the distance.

On the shore, the trees are shady and the mountains are overlapping. There is only one old pavilion dotted among them, which means cherishing the past and cherishing the present.

Among the emerald green bamboo forests, there are occasional chirping of apes and birds, adding a simple and quiet atmosphere.

This picture was not conjectured by Qi Lin, but automatically appeared in his mind.

At this moment, Qi Lin didn't realize that when the villagers around who were originally vigilant saw Qi Lin carefully looking at the plaque.

His expression had already begun to relax, and there were even speculations about Qi Lin's identity amid the rising whispers.

Before that, none of the villagers whispered about where Qi Lin came from and where he was going. They could only be vigilant.

In the center of the plaque, a line of big characters is solemn and sacred: "Tiandi Temple, Yongning Taihe".

Qi Lin's eyes widened suddenly, the text was in Simplified Chinese!

Simplified Chinese! ! !

How can there be simplified Chinese on the plaque with a sense of thousands of years of history?

Is it the interference of extraordinary power?

Mind side?

Qi Lin held back his doubts and continued to look.

The plaque is inlaid with finely crafted reliefs and various lifelike animal patterns, just like the imprint of ancient culture, which retains the wisdom and talent of the ancestors.

Qi Lin walked slowly into the ancestral hall, as if he could hear the breath of history in his ears.

Waves of invisible fluctuations emanated from the plaque, and were slowly covered by dust again.

wrong!

There is something wrong with this plaque!

Qi Lin suddenly turned around belatedly, and looked at the plaque carefully again.

He was very sure that the peaceful and serene picture that just appeared in his mind was not conjured up by his imagination at all!

It emerged directly from the depths of his soul!

It was as if he had been to that place before!

At the same time, the village head seemed to be a different person, no longer the obsequious one.

He stroked his long white beard, walked briskly to Qi Lin who was still looking at the plaque and said, "That's the guy that our ancestors have passed down for generations to eat."

Qi Lin knew that this was the village chief answering his previous question.

But at this moment, Qi Lin doesn't want to know this anymore.

Qi Lin only wanted to know one thing at the moment.

What kind of prophecy about himself is written in the book of prophecy stored in such a strange place?

Although I have already learned some from ghost detectives and village children.

But Qi Lin still wanted to see the prophecy with his own eyes.

"Don't blame the guests. When you are old, you are covered with weather forecasts."

When Qi Lin wanted to ask about the book of prophecy, the village head said kindly: "The first time I see a guest, I know that the guest is not an apostle, but"

Facing Qi Lin's suspicious gaze, the village chief said calmly: "But a person of the silver rank, plus a few martial slaves at the peak of silver?"

"It is absolutely impossible to carry a sack across hundreds of kilometers!"

"So I mistakenly thought that the guest was the evil dragon in the prophecy of the gods. When the evil dragon comes to the door, there is no way to hide. You can only see the tricks."

The village chief pointed at the plaque and said with a smile: "This is the original thing that our ancestors left for our village. This thing will automatically attack anyone who has malicious intentions towards the village."

"Looking at the appearance of the guest just now, he did not see the dilapidated hell. In other words, the guest is not the evil dragon in the prophecy."

Qi Lin squinted at the self-confessed village chief, and said after silence: "What if this plaque fails?"

"Never failed." The village chief shook his head.

"What if I start to kill later?" Qi Lin asked again.

"The guest is a good man." The village head said firmly, "Otherwise I wouldn't have told the guest the truth."

The two looked at each other, and they didn't know what Qi Lin thought of, they just said, "Can I read the book of prophecy?"

"Of course." The village head said generously, and then led Qi Lin to the main hall, where there was an antique sandalwood box on the square wooden round table.

The village chief didn't seem to take the book of prophecy very seriously, he just opened the box casually and took out the contents.

slate

That's right, that's not an ordinary book, it's a 'book' made of azure slate.

About as thick as the length of a palm.

Each slate is as thin as a fingernail, and the book is composed of multiple slabs.

Miraculously, the joints of each slate are fixed by a milky white glue, which makes the slates firmly fixed into a book, but does not affect the reading.

After the village head picked up the prophecy book, he didn't know what he did.

All Qi Lin saw with his naked eyes was that the village chief suddenly waved his fist and smashed it on the stone slab!

Boom!

The humming of gold and stone resounded through the village.

A large number of magic lines emerged from the first slate of the prophecy.

Those runes are as complicated and mysterious as Qi Lin's Scroll of the Throne of Bones.

"This is the prophecy book of our village. The ancestors named it: The Language of God!" The village chief's tone was full of pride.

Qi Lin took the prophecy book handed over generously by the village chief, and slowly opened it.

"The first page is the record about the evil dragon. After reading it, the guests will understand why the old man behaved like that just now."

The village head beside him was smiling.

Qi Lin saw the words that emerged on the first page of the slate.

This time the text is not simplified Chinese, but hieroglyphs that Qi Lin doesn't recognize.

But the amazing thing is that Qi Lin can understand it!

It reads:

[The dragon defeated the monster army gathered by the warriors. 】

[The evil dragon walked out of the city and headed south without stopping. 】

【Wherever the evil dragon passes by, there are skeletons, and the ground is full of corpses. 】

【The whole world will be the enemy of the evil dragon, and the lonely evil dragon will sit on the top of the snow mountain all year round and never open his eyes again. 】

[When the evil dragon opens its eyes, the crazy arson skeleton will be sent by the evil dragon to pick up the princess with the blue double ponytails under the obstruction of the whole world. 】

[The moment the skeleton picks up the princess with blue twintails, the whole world will be destroyed. 】

This is the end of the prophecy on the first page of the slate.

Qi Lin with a dignified expression was silent for a moment.

The Warriors mean Baslow?

Is the monster army a demon tide?

Going out of the city and heading south all the way is indeed what he plans to do soon.

And where it passes, skeletons, buried corpses

is also doing it.

Qi Lin on the top of the snow mountain didn't understand what it meant.

But setting fire to the skeletons, Qi Lin's subordinates do have quite a few

Just this snatching princess?

If there hadn't been the last snatching of the blue twintail princess, Qi Lin might still have a shred of credibility in this prophecy.

But with the addition of the snatching of the princess, the prophecy is a joke in Qi Lin's eyes.

impossible!

It is absolutely impossible to snatch the princess!

Qi Lin sneered, and whispered to himself: "I have already sealed my heart with cement, and I know it's a lie just by this bullshit princess."

"Guest?" The village chief asked suspiciously.

"Nothing." Qi Lin replied casually. At the same time, in order to confirm that the prophecy was false, he warned himself in his heart: I was eaten by the demon tide in the last life, so this prophecy will not work either.

The next second, the village chief looked at the prophecy book that was about to turn the page, and seemed to think of something.

The village chief stroked his beard and recalled with a smile: "It's really strange to say that, after so many years, the prophecy in the prophecy book has never been missed."

"But there was a mistake on the most important prediction on the first page."

"Huh? The prophecy can be wrong too?" Qi Lin paused as he turned the page, as if he had found a judgment that could prove that the prophecy was false.

"What's wrong?" Qi Lin, who was all in comfort for a moment, looked at the village head and asked with a smile.

The village head also smiled and replied: "The original prophecy is."

"Six months after the arrival of the alien city, some warriors led their army of monsters to attack the dragon's city, and then the dragon would be dismembered and eaten."

Qi Lin: .

As soon as the village chief spoke, the smile under Qi Lin's mask froze, as if he had been slapped in the head.

Qi Lin took a deep breath, pretended nothing happened, narrowed his eyes and said softly, "When did the new prophecy change?"

"Four and a half months ago, or five months ago?" The village chief stroked his beard, a little uncertain: "Anyway, it won't be lower than four and a half months ago."

Qi Lin was silent for a moment, and then said: "How many days do you have in a month?"

Then Qi Lin saw the village chief running to the side and brought him a pre-catastrophe calendar.

It is also printed with the words of a certain group wishing all employees a happy new year.

That's a wall calendar for 2031.

Qi Lin ignored some minor details, and quickly asked while flipping: "Does your calendar follow this?"

"Otherwise?" The village head looked at Qi Lin with a strange expression.

"How much is one plus one?" Qi Lin asked.

"2 ah!" the village head affirmed.

"What number is 2? What?" Qi Lin asked again.

"Arabic numerals!" The village head looked at Qi Lin with a buzzing head as if caring for mentally handicapped children: "Young guest, are you okay?"

"Huh..." Qi Lin took a deep breath, flipping through the prophecy book in his hand, and all the prophecies about the village emerged from behind.

[The tax officer of the steam town arrived in 19 days and 22 hours. The mayor needs the ice crystals of the extremely cold demon to make ice magic equipment.]

[The water monster of Moon Po Lake will appear in the center of the lake in 3 days and 11 hours, and its scales will be what the apostle Natasha needs]

[The ruins of the Prison Army have been opened in the south, which is extremely dangerous, and the evil dragon will also go there]

Snapped!

Qi Lin closed the prophecy book abruptly, and stuffed it into the arms of the village chief.

"I don't believe it, as long as I don't go to the ruins of the prison army, then this prophecy is false!"

Hearing what Qi Lin seemed to say, the village chief subconsciously asked, "What did the guest just say?"

"It's okay." Qi Lin waved his hand, then turned around and prepared to walk out of this weird ancestral hall.

But soon, Qi Lin seemed to think of something, and turned his head to look at the village chief who was putting the prophecy book back into the box.

"If the prophecy of this book is accurate, it is undoubtedly a treasure." Qi Lin narrowed his eyes slightly: "Isn't the old man afraid that the treasure will be coveted and bring disaster?"

The village chief was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "It seems that the guests don't have the original things, otherwise they would not know that the original things are all bound, and everyone's energy spectrum is different and fixed, just like Our fingerprints are the same!"

"If the fingerprints don't match, it's a waste if you take them away!"

The village chief pointed his thumb at Qi Lin, as if he was teaching Qi Lin what a fingerprint is.

Qi Lin silently glanced at that big brother, without saying anything, turned his head and walked towards the crowded door outside the ancestral hall.

At this moment, except for the villagers who were plowing the land, basically every household came to see Qi Lin.

"Hey! Niudan motherfucker! You also came to see the stranger!"

An old toothless man with black lace underwear wrapped around his head before the catastrophe, elbowed the village woman next to him who was in a daze as she watched Qi Lin walk out slowly.

The village woman smiled dazedly. She looked at this stranger wrapped in a black cloak, and suddenly felt

"It's pretty handsome!"

"Huh! A woman's opinion!" The old man with broken teeth glanced at Qi Lin jealously, and his lips curled to reveal his big yellow teeth: "Look at his frowning, and he is wearing a mask, and his martial slaves are also big and three thick. I can't hear my heartbeat!"

"That's enough, that's enough! Don't be so blind! The plaque didn't respond, which means that he is a good man and will not endanger the village!" The village woman glanced at the old man with toothless teeth disdainfully.

"Then you can't just look at the appearance!" The old man with broken teeth shouted: "I was no uglier than him when I was young!"

Outside the ancestral hall, chatter was full of voices discussing Qi Lin.

The villagers looked at Qi Lin and the black warrior with kindness and curiosity, and they were no longer so vigilant.

This made Qi Lin somewhat puzzled.

He looked up at the plaque, just because of this stuff, did he trust a stranger?

At this moment, an accident popped up.

A child with a flustered expression but piercing eyes rushed towards him, holding a girl in his arms.

"Not good"

The two were Brother Hai and Hai Ling. After they ran a long way to the east, they realized that Qi Lin had stopped chasing them.

Only then turned around and returned, notifying the village to prepare to evacuate.

"Why are you all gathered in the ancestral hall?" Hai Ling, who was put down by Brother Hai, looked at the crowds in front of him and wondered, "What happened in front?"

"What do you care about him!" Brother Hai had just put Hai Ling down, and he didn't even have time to wipe the dense sweat from his head into his eyes. He hurriedly pushed and shoved the surrounding villagers, and shouted urgently: "Where's the village chief?!"

Seeing that the villagers didn't pay any attention to him, Brother Hai directly bent down, stretched his head, and headed hard into the ancestral hall with all his strength.

"Something has happened!"

"I want to see the village chief!"

"Yutou, what are you making trouble for?" The old man with broken teeth patted Brother Hai, who was rushing towards him with a lot of abuse behind him.

"Don't call me by my nickname!" Yutou blushed and shouted thickly.

"Yo yo, may I ask what is the name of the number one knight in the world?"

Faced with the yin and yang of the old man with broken teeth, Hai Ge shouted loudly: "The number one knight in the world is named Hai Ge!"

"Don't stop me! I have something important to do!" Haige didn't want to get entangled with the old man with toothless teeth who liked to make fun of him, and just wanted to tell the village chief about the birth of the evil dragon.

Only the village head can mobilize everyone to move to the village.

"Could it be that the diapers are rotten?" The old man with broken teeth teased, "You bastard with no hair yet, there's something big going on!"

"That's right! You have no hair on your mouth, so you can't do things well!" The village woman next to her glared bitterly at Brother Hai who stole an egg from her.

"The big boss has come out!" Brother Hai wiped the sweat from his forehead, and shouted angrily, "The evil dragon has been born!"

"I saw the evil dragon sitting in the Canggu forest to receive the tribute from the skeleton!"

"Where's the village chief? Quickly mobilize everyone to run away."

Brother Hai was yelling anxiously, when he suddenly noticed that the crowd around him backed up.

Because Qi Lin came over.

When Hai Ge saw that the man wrapped in a black cloak was looking at him, Hai Ge's heart went cold.

Especially under the broken hair of the black cloak eyebrows and eyes, the cold white skin made Brother Hai feel like his breathing was about to be frozen.

Looking at the pair of black and white eyes, but with bloodshot eyes, he was looking at himself.

Brother Hai swallowed hard, turned around and wanted to run subconsciously.

But he didn't know what he thought of, so he turned around quickly, put his hands together by his lips and shouted with all his strength: "He is a dragon!!!"

"He is the big boss of that Novice Village!!!"

"I'll stop him! Folks, run!"

Brother Hai's voice was desolate, and his face was mournful. He never expected that the evil dragon would surprise the village one step faster than him!

"Chasing me first, then sneaking around and attacking me!" Hai Ge pointed at Qi Lin and shouted angrily: "You dragon, you don't talk about martial arts! You are full of tricks!"

At this moment, Qi Lin has already learned from the report of the ghost that this child seems to be one of the two unknown creatures, and the little girl behind the crowd is called Hai Ling, and she is carrying a carpet of flowers and plants on her back.

At the same time, when the villagers near the ancestral hall heard that the evil dragon was coming, they subconsciously wanted to run away.

But soon they stood on the spot, they glanced at Qi Lin who was standing there looking at Brother Hai, and then at the plaque that didn't respond.

The villagers pointed at Brother Hai and yelled, "What are you talking about, you little brat?"

"This is a distinguished guest who just arrived in the village. Goudan also said that the distinguished guest gave him copper coins!"

"This is a good man! How can you just blame someone innocent?" the village woman said angrily.

"That's right!" A villager said: "Although this guest is a bit stupid and mistook the plow for a fishing boat, how could such a thin and thin person be a wicked dragon who eats five children at one meal and loves wives? "

"That's right! He's generous, polite and kind, Yutou, hurry up and apologize to the guests!"

Brother Hai: .

Qi Lin: .

Both of them were silent, not knowing what to say for a while.

At this time, the village chief came out from the ancestral hall, watched the crowd attacking Yutou one after another, and calmed down the atmosphere by saying, "Maybe the evil dragon likes Longyang?"

Qi Lin turned his head and silently glanced at the laughing village chief, but didn't speak.

Meanwhile, Brother Hai, who was blocked by several villagers, waved his arms and wanted to rush towards Qi Lin: "Dragon! What enchantment did you cast on the villagers!"

"Untie it quickly!"

"I am sworn to death with the dragon!"

Looking at the farce in front of me.

Think about the prophecy again.

Qi Lin really didn't want to say a word at this moment.