While Hao Zhongwen and the others were walking, they were stopped by three practitioners. These three practitioners were not the ones seen on the boat just now. It seemed that besides the people on the boat, there were other people here.
The middle-aged woman who spoke was thin, with a long face, a pointed chin, and thin and curved eyebrows. Her appearance was considered extremely beautiful, but her appearance revealed that she was mean and cunning, and she had a murderous air when she spoke.
Except for Hao Zhongwen, all those present were ordinary students. They were overwhelmed by the momentum of these three practitioners and became as silent as a cicada.
Only Hao Zhongwen remained calm. He glanced back and said with a forced smile: "None of us really understand the Saklar script. Although they have studied archeology, they are still students and have not reached such a high level. What’s the standard?”
"Huh, you think I'm a fool, don't you?" The middle-aged woman's eyes were filled with fear. She pulled a whip from her waist and stretched it countless times when she faced him. With a snap, the whip hit Hao Zhongwen's body. Took one shot.
Hao Zhongwen was also considered an elite in the military, and not long ago he personally killed a cultivator.
Whether it is fighting skills or military fighting skills, they have similar qualities.
If it is this kind of hand-to-hand combat, the advantage of master practitioners over fighting masters is not as obvious as imagined. Even when Chen Duo takes action, Hao Zhongwen can catch the opponent's shot trajectory through the opponent's eyes or movements, but he is not as quick as the opponent's movements.
But the middle-aged woman had no warning when she took action, relying entirely on her wrist movements. Hao Zhongwen was not prepared at all, and immediately fell to the ground, howling in pain, and then kept rolling on the ground.
Hao Zhongwen was specially trained to endure pain in the army. He didn't even frown when he was injured not long ago. He is really a tough guy.
Just such a person, after receiving a seemingly light whip, he fell to the ground and rolled around in pain, screaming in pain.
The middle-aged man in the lead raised his eyebrows slightly: "This man is not a cultivator, but he can be whipped by Ganoderma lucidum girl, and still has the strength to shout so loudly, it is not easy,"
From this point of view, Hao Zhongwen is worthy of praise.
The middle-aged woman named Lingzhi snorted coldly and swept her eyes coldly over everyone present.
Hao Zhongwen's howl still echoed in everyone's ears. When everyone's eyes touched Ganoderma, their hearts skipped a beat and they did not dare to look at her.
"I don't have time to waste on people like you. Do you know the Sakra language?" Lingzhi frowned and looked at everyone.
No one dared to speak for fear of being whipped by this woman, like Hao Zhongwen.
The leading black-faced man raised the corner of his mouth, and the remaining thin Taoist priests gloated: "Sister Ganoderma lucidum is going to torture people again."
This sentence was not loud, but it reached the ears of Kong Yishan and others, making everyone feel nervous. It seems that this middle-aged woman usually tortures people, maybe she is a pervert who likes to torture people.
The middle-aged woman glanced casually and suddenly pointed out: "Come here, do you understand the language of the Saklar tribe?"
Everyone looked at each other, worried about looking at the people around them, for fear that Ganoderma would choose them.
"It's you, the kid hiding at the back," Lingzhi curled her fingers.
The members of the archaeological team dispersed with a crash, and the person standing at the end was none other than...Cavan.
Kavin's heart suddenly beat one hundred and twenty times. As soon as Lingzhi's eyes came into contact with him, he felt that his whole body was tense and he was about to faint. He swallowed hard and glanced at Ma Xiao nonchalantly. : "Ma Xiao, she asked you to go, hurry up,"
Ma Xiao waved his hand hurriedly: "Brother Wen, she obviously sees you, don't refuse. When she gets angry, you will see Brother Hao's ending."
"How could it be me... Ma Xiao, didn't you just say that you would help me take care of any bad luck in the future? Why did you change your mind so quickly?" Kavin looked at Ma Xiao anxiously.
Ma Xiao said in embarrassment: "But she called you, not me. What can I do? If I go out, I'm afraid she will take her anger out on you. I am doing it for your own good."
Seeing Ma Xiao's sophistry, Kawen was very angry and scolded Ma Xiao for not keeping his words and being unloyal.
"You'd better hurry up and don't make me angry," Lingzhi shook the whip in his hand impatiently.
The thin Taoist laughed and said: "You see, people in the world are so unscrupulous. They will shirk each other when encountering disasters. No matter how good the friendship is, it is useless."
Kavin's smile was uglier than his cry. If he really wanted to go over and stand with Lingzhi, he wouldn't be so courageous at all.
"Ma Xiao, hurry up, she's calling you again," he pulled Ma Xiao aside.
Ma Xiao was not braver than him, and of course he didn't dare to go there at all. He even pushed Kawen's back hard: "Brother Wen, how can I go up when someone asks you? Go quickly." Don’t keep people waiting anxiously,”
The two pushed each other away, and Lingzhi became impatient with the waiting. With a flick of his wrist, the whip in his hand flew out like lightning.
The whip circled Kavin's waist, and he suddenly shouted: "Oh my God,"
He originally thought he was going to be whipped like Hao Zhongwen and rolled around on the ground, but he didn't expect that with a lift of Lingzhi's wrist, Kawen's body was lifted in front of him.
When Kavin raised his head, he was standing face to face with Lingzhi. He was so frightened that he asked, "What...what are you doing?"
"Do you know the Sakra language," she asked.
Kavin shook his head desperately: "No...I don't understand..."
"I don't understand. I don't understand what you are doing here." Lingzhi raised his eyelids and glanced at Kavin with contempt: "You are a man with thin skin and tender flesh."
Kavin screamed in fright, but Lingzhi did not make a move to him. Suddenly, with a flick of his wrist, he lifted Ma Xiao over again: "I saw you talking just now, do you understand the Sakra language?"
"I...I don't understand either," Ma Xiao cursed Kavin in his heart. If he hadn't insisted on pushing him, how could he have attracted the attention of this middle-aged woman.
Lingzhi gritted her teeth gently and showed a smile: "Oh, I don't understand, it's very good."
This time she did not move her wrist, the whip in her hand had already cut through the air with a swipe. As soon as she passed by Ma Xiao, Ma Xiao howled in pain. Halfway through the cry, she found that there was no pain in her whole body. It looked strange. He looked and said, "Hey, why am I fine?" He looked at Kavin with relief: "Brother Wen, look, I'm fine,"
Kavin was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. He glanced at Ma Xiao with a look of fear and said nothing.
Ma Xiao smiled: "Why do you have that expression?"
He stepped back and suddenly stepped on something soft under his feet: "What is that?"
When he looked down, he saw an arm cut off at the elbow, and blood flowed all over the floor.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
And blood kept flowing down.
Ma Xiao was so frightened that he looked down and saw that his arm had been broken. He was so frightened that he fainted and fell to the ground without even screaming.
Kavin looked at Ma Xiao blankly, suddenly sat on the ground, muttered a few words to himself, suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Chen Zhe, Chen Zhe, come help me, come here quickly,"
At this time, not only Cavin was thinking of Chen Zhe, but everyone was wondering why Chen Zhe hadn't come back yet.
Maybe when there is no danger, people like Kavin will only hate Chen Zhe and fight against Chen Zhe desperately, but at this time, everyone thinks that Chen Zhe's lazy smile is so beautiful...
"Chen Zhe, who is Chen Zhe?" Lingzhi leaned over. Although she was already over middle age, she had a well-maintained figure and no wrinkles on her face. She looked like a beautiful woman on the outside.
It's just that the more beautiful she is, the more scary things she does are.
Lingzhi raised his head with a cold smile: "All the men in the world are trash. It's so boring. Don't any of you understand the Sakra language? Then you won't have anything to do..."
"Wait a minute, please wait a minute. I know a little bit of Sakra writing, but not much," Kong Yishan said bravely: "There is another person in our archaeological team who knows more than me, but she doesn't know much now." Here,"
"Oh," a smile appeared in the corner of Lingzhi's mouth: "Okay, since you are the only one who understands these people, then the rest of them are useless..."
"I understand too..." Kavin shouted hurriedly.
As soon as he shouted this, everyone woke up and realized that if they knew the language of the Saklar tribe, they might still be alive. If they didn't, they would definitely be killed by this demon-like woman.
"I understand too," Luze said.
"I understand too," Wang Zhuo said.
"I know some," Li Lingwei said.
A proud smile appeared on Lingzhi's face: "As expected, they are all bitches. They will admit it only if I use some means. Since you understand, then translate the stone tablet in front of me."
Not far away there is a broken stone tablet with a few simple words.
Kong Yishan took a look and searched his mind for textual knowledge, but he was not Yang Lin. Yang Lin could translate it at a glance here. It seemed extremely simple, but it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky if it were replaced by them.
Kong Yishan's reaction was not bad, so he thought of something Chen Duo said, and with a flash of inspiration, he pointed at those words and made up a nonsense: "That one is called Heaven Rewarding Qin."
"Well, God rewards those who work hard," Lingzhi glanced at Kong Yishan doubtfully. Kong Yishan's heart immediately tightened, and he prayed in his heart that Chen Zhe would come back quickly and maybe he could deal with these three people.
Lingzhi glanced at the stone tablet: "There are five words on it, how can it be translated into four words: God rewards those who work hard?"
"These two words are translated to mean heaven, so five words are translated into four words," Kong Yishan forced himself to make it up.
Lingzhi frowned and glanced back at the dark-faced man leading him: "Senior Brother Hao Tian, this is obviously the corner of the small world left by Taoist Tianyan. How come there is a stone tablet saying that God rewards those who work hard?"
"That's hard to say. There are fragments of Heavenly Dao left by Lord Tianyan everywhere here. We can only find the remnant souls if we find some that have been enlightened. Let's take these people with us, as well as the two injured ones. Maybe which one will come in handy," the dark-faced man named Hao Tian said coldly,