Mystery Makes Me Strong

After Wen Rensheng's comfort, Xiao Huan stopped making trouble and returned the ball to him.

As a child, toys are always used for a while, and they are thrown away when they get tired of playing.

He closed his eyes and passed the ball to the puppet man through the river channel with the puppet man.

Then he used the riddle ball to draw three circles around the blood island, and also set up three puzzles.

Well, that's fine.

Want to come out?

Then open the channel you set up first, and everyone will exchange keys with each other.

"Yes, yes, it's very interesting. Sure enough, you always make me see excitement." Akhandeb suddenly laughed.

Obviously, Wen Rensheng's every move was seen by it.

Wen Rensheng felt very uncomfortable. Few people liked their actions being watched.

Gotta figure out a way to kill it.

He is such a simple man.

Then Wen Rensheng thought while letting the puppet people hide outside the island, waiting for the people on the island to come out.

This guard lasted for two days.

Finally, I saw someone coming out of the blood mist, it was a man in black robe.

The way the man in black robe came out was to take a step, the blood mist dissipated a step, and then blocked up behind him. In this case, it was impossible for the puppet man to use his speed to break in, because the blood mist always blocked the way.

It's just that although they thought about it well, in any case, they never imagined that someone would add a lock to their door...

Wen Rensheng watched the man in black robe come to the circle he drew, but of course the other party couldn't see the circle.

Then the man in black robe suddenly stopped.

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"Ambition to eat Hulu meat, laugh at thirsty to drink Xiongnu blood? Name a person?"

What's happening here?

The question mark on the face of Harold, the man in black robe, was just out hunting. Why did such a strange thing suddenly happen at the door of the house?

A voice suddenly appeared in his mind just now, telling him that there is an invisible maze in front of him, and he needs to answer the riddle given correctly before he can get out, otherwise he will be exiled into the maze.

After hearing this voice, Harold's first reaction was: Could it be that this is some kind of trial operation set up by the elders, for the fruit that is about to ripen?

Only people who are wise enough can eat it?

That being said, it makes sense.

Of course he wouldn't go to the elders for confirmation.

Even the kindest elder might have a meal day today.

He decided to try to solve the mystery first.

If he can answer it, it will be even closer to the day when he becomes the third demon god.

And this is a title written in Chinese. It just so happened that among his previous prey, there were several tourists from Dongzhou who came to Xizhou.

In addition, Chinese is one of the common languages ​​in the world, the most popular, and the most people learn it. Most of the middle schools in Xizhou have Chinese elective courses.

And families above the middle class, let their children learn from elementary school, and cannot lose at the starting line.

If the conditions are better, the children are born in Dongzhou directly through various methods such as tourism and studying abroad, and the Chinese environment is cultivated from an early age.

Harold began to guess the puzzle, but after a while, he felt that he had nowhere to start. Although he can speak Chinese, it is not his native language.

This is like asking a Eastern Continent to guess who is the most skilled feudal lord in the history of Western Continent.

He habitually took out his mobile phone and used the Chinese engine to search.

It's actually true, the person who created the puzzle didn't even restrict him from cheating?

He quickly found the results - "I didn't find the phrase, and I have redirected it to you: Search results for related poems, such as the deserted smoke straight, the disappearance of thousands of miles away."

There is no such poem?

Harold, searched again, changed the search engine again, and found that the results were still the same.

It's really not that simple.

An elder is an elder, and the questions asked are by no means easy to pass by cheating.

He thought to himself, and then searched several well-known poetry forums and went up to post the results.

It quickly attracted the comments of idlers. After all, Dongzhou people are rich, and there are always many idlers.

"It's a good word, but it's just a little sad, I haven't heard it before." A well-known forum person posted.

"Ambition to eat Hulu meat, joke about thirsty and drink Xiongnu blood, and name a person. This word is full of pride, and it seems to be the ancient history of Dongzhou. The background closest to this word should be the Han Dynasty, right?"

"The Han Dynasty is Fu, which is obviously the format of poetry, and the rhythm is completely different."

"That is only the Great Song Dynasty. The Daojun Emperor of the Great Song respected the Taoist priests and had a weak military. However, a **** came down to earth and rebuked the Daojun emperor, and there was no such thing as being captured by Hu. Of course, we all know now that the **** is in the end. What's the history."

There are still a lot of professionals. Wen Rensheng took a poem from a previous life and was finally analyzed by these people to be close to the real dynasty.

It's just a completely different history, and it is destined that they can't guess who the character corresponding to this poem is, because this character is not well-known in this history.

Even the aliens who have experienced that era can't know who this person is.

As for using the retrospective method to investigate, if the time is too long, it requires too high strength, which is far from what a black-robed person can do.

After all, this black-robed man, Harold, is not even an alien, but an ordinary person who has accepted some evil forces.

However, this riddle is completely legal, because there is such a person in this world, and he has indeed written such a song, but he is not famous.

But it's no wonder Wen Rensheng, anyway, the riddle ball is recognized, it is a matter of rules, this riddle conforms to its rules, and it can be published as the key to the maze.

If you can't guess, it's because of your lack of ability, you can't blame Wen Rensheng for cheating.

And there are many similar words and phrases in his mind, enough to confuse many people.

Harold looked at the forum for a long time, and finally found a seemingly most reliable answer. That person was a great general appointed by the gods, the descendants of Sun Sheng. Although he could not compare with his ancestors, he was also on the top. and so on.

The key is that the immortals open the map to the eyes. If this is still unwinnable, then there is no reason for it.

But the consequences are also very speechless. Hulu was driven away, but Emperor Daojun and his crown prince were suspicious again, not only to seize power, but also to kill people.

This descendant of Sun Sheng is not easy to provoke. People believe in Gongyang Chunqiu, who has avenged the ninth generation. The ruler and ministers are equal, not the cynic of the Song Dynasty.

And the immortal seemed to be happy to see it happen. The whole process was uneventful. It was much more peaceful than the Tang Dynasty in the Zhou Dynasty. At least most of the Zhao and Song royal families did not suffer.

Only those few emperors and courtiers who only knew how to pit themselves were exiled and exiled.

Harold filled in the name of the descendant of Saint Sun with confidence.

"The answer is Sun Chu."

"You answered wrong and you will be exiled."

A ruthless voice sounded.

"This is impossible, this is the answer given by the three great gods unanimously, how can it be wrong?"

In Harold's scream and disbelief, he disappeared into the air out of thin air, which was very strange.

He is not the first person~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Wen Rensheng continued to squat, and the first maze directly annihilated three men in black robes.

Until the fourth one, being smarter, instead of answering the question, he turned around and returned to the blood fog.

Soon, a large number of people came out, and on the edge of the blood fog, near the invisible circle, repeated the horizontal jump test.

They tried every possible place to get out, but no matter where they went, in the sea or in the sky, the riddle hints were triggered.

It's just the lessons learned by the three people. They didn't try to solve the riddle. After all, the first three people have not yet come out of the maze. Whether they are alive or dead, they don't know at all.

That's the scary thing about the grotesque, and if you can't break its rules, you're stuck to death.

Unless you are strong enough to overturn the power of time and space.

But there may be such people, but obviously they won't be.