Chapter 163

"Why did he commit suicide?"

Since you can kill those hired killers, why would you choose to commit suicide?

"Because the deadly poison was starting to take hold on him."

Mu Zi looked melancholy.

"Maybe I should have expected that."

She sighed deeply.

"and you……"

I stared at her, "Let's get out of here quickly, I'm worried about your health..."

"Don't worry, I can survive another two weeks!"

Mu Zi said, at this time, she searched him for a long time and only found the note she left, but there was a hole poked in it and the handwriting could not be read clearly.

"That book!"

Suddenly, I saw something seemed to be padding behind this man's back.

"Scripture!"

Muzi pulled it out. The scripture looked very old, but the handwriting was neat, but the inscription on the cover was in Sanskrit.

"Do you know him?"

Naturally, I didn’t know her, so I asked her.

"No contact."

Mu Zi also replied.

But on the cover is a distorted Buddha statue, which looks a bit like a monster.

And this Buddha statue always feels weird.

"Open it and take a look!"

I thought there might be depictions like murals in this scripture, but I was greatly disappointed. It was full of scrawled Sanskrit, as if they were daubed strokes.

I opened several pages in a row, but there were no annotations, only Sanskrit.

"It seems that our hope in this book is of no use."

I was about to put it away, but unexpectedly, on the last few pages, I found several Chinese phrases in traditional Chinese.

"Change of head, resurrection from the dead, body, nirvana..."

These strange words.

I couldn't help but think of those people who came back from the dead, and it was indeed related to this book.

Is it possible that there really is such a powerful thing in this world that can bring people back to life? Then Qin Shihuang killed countless people in order to find the elixir of immortality.

It's really shocking to think about it.

Apparently, that sutra came from Xuanzang, who had brought it back from Tianzhu, the birthplace of Buddha.

Is it really so powerful?

I can't figure out the mystery of this anyway. Perhaps only by understanding the above words and analyzing them can we understand the so-called head-changing and resurrection.

"We need to get out of here quickly."

Muzi stared outside, they will send people again, we don't have time at all.

It's almost dawn.

We simply dealt with the contents of the secret room, closed the door tightly, and sealed the door of the secret room. In this way, ordinary thieves would never be able to open this door.

"Let's go!"

I carried those scriptures and some simple luggage.

In more than half a month, something so serious happened during this period, I really can't imagine it.

From Mu Zi's mouth, they learned that they were just for this book that could bring the dead back to life. Then, all the cause and effect at this time, and even the process of civilization may change due to this, and I don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

We followed the directions provided by those search and rescue teams.

At least, we can still determine the specific direction of the northeast based on where the sun rises.

I roughly memorized the location and set off.

At this time, the sun is getting hotter and hotter.

We simply built a car with an iron frame using the wheels of an off-road vehicle and pushed it around, which was a little easier. The car also contained our food and water for several days.

Only a week's supply of food and water could be taken away.

And in a week, either we will be saved or we will be buried in the sea of ​​sand. But thinking about their search and rescue team's extensive search, they obviously took this matter very seriously, so I felt relieved.

"So hot!"

This weather combined with the climate is completely exciting.

Sweat quickly soaked my whole body, and every step I took seemed to become more and more difficult. I thought that I should walk several kilometers away from the city wall, and there was no way back.

And there are no rocks or sand dunes around to block the sun, which is simply a torture.

Especially when going uphill, it is impossible to push up.

Every step I took was panting.

But unexpectedly, Mu Zi seemed to have been accustomed to such difficulties. Although he was sweating like rain, it was not that difficult.

It's very hot during the day, and you have to protect yourself from snakes, insects, rats, and ants at night.

"Look, there seems to be a tent ahead!"

I suddenly discovered that five hundred meters away from us, over a high sand dune, I just saw two tents.

"God help me!"

I smiled and couldn't help but quicken my pace. This was like looking at plum blossoms to quench my thirst, but it was effective and my physical strength seemed to have been relieved.

That tent is for general military use.

I thought it was a temporary installation by the search and rescue team, and I was overjoyed.

However, Mu Zi was still a little cautious and told me to be careful.

She walked around the tent several times, staring at the footprints on the ground in a daze.

"Is something wrong?"

I stopped.

"Don't you find it strange? Why are there no footprints or other traces?"

Mu Zi said that there has been no sandstorm recently, and the desert road in this low-lying place has become very soft. Any disturbance will leave some traces.

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