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2.52 Emperor Wannu Lacks A Sense Of Security, Maybe The Mark Is Not For Us To See (5 More)

Pan Zi walked to the front of the tomb door, bent down, and poked his head to look into the cave.

He said, "There is also a tomb door inside, which was also blasted open a hole. If people want to get in, there is absolutely no problem."

"Is this Wan slave Wang Huangdi full and has nothing to do?" Fatty Wang teased with a smile,

"Put it in my old den, why do I repair so many stone doors? Could it be that my wife gave him a cuckold, and I feel insecure in my heart?"

"Bagpipes are coming from afar," Tian Zhen rolled her eyes and said speechlessly,

"Can you stop being so vulgar, dogs can't spit out ivory, notice that there are lesbians in the team.

"And it's not the tomb door,"

Tian Zhen said, "A door that can be opened is called a tomb door, and a door that cannot be opened is called a seal stone."

"According to the rules of burial culture, there must be at least three sealing stones. This is called -Three Thousand Worlds, understand?"

"I don't understand." Fatty Wang replied, and the man had already got into the hole.

The others followed quickly,

After going through three sealed stones repeatedly, a crossroad appeared ahead.

Excluding the one they came in, there are still three roads to go...

"Why does it feel like walking in a maze?"

Pan Zi laughed dryly, and then asked how to choose next.

Three roads, three directions, if you take the wrong one, you may end up in the opposite direction.

"Old Rules,"

With an idea, Tian Zhen said, "Go and look around first, maybe there is also a foreign language mark left by my brother here.

As a result, a number of people spread out from the intersection, almost using flashlights to look at the ground inch by inch.

After about five minutes, Shunzi let out a "hmm", indicating that he had found something.

Everyone quickly surrounded him,

Fatty Wang smiled as he walked, and said, "Brother is really a living Comrade Lei Feng in the fighting world, a good example of a citizen, with his signs guiding us along the way, we can save us a lot of trouble.

After finishing speaking, Fatty Wang had already walked to Shunzi's side.

He took a flashlight to take a picture, and suddenly, his expression froze, and the brows frowned,

"No... this symbol is not the same as the ones we saw before..."

"It seems really different," Qin Wanzhi's demeanor also changed.

Because, they regard the symbols they saw before as a sign for guiding the way, similar to "Taijun, Balu is working here"

So if it is purely for leading the way, this symbol should not change.

BE.....

The meanings they want to express are not the same at all!!

So, what kind of mentality did the little brother have to leave such a mark?

Could it be that he wanted to say—this road cannot be entered, it is dangerous??

...asking for flowers...

Qin Wanzhi told Fatty Wang and Tian Zhen his guess.

Everyone thought it was true, felt very reasonable, and did not dare to act rashly for a while.

But motionless is bastard,

This does not help in any real way to solve the problem.

Knowing that time is life, Pan Zi could not tolerate a moment's delay, so he asked Tian Zhen and Qin Wanzhi,

"Little Sanye, Miss Qin, we are still frozen, why don't you two try to translate the foreign language into Chinese, so that we can make further analysis, right?"

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What Pan Zi said is actually very reasonable,

But the reality is not that simple.

Tell him naively that English and Chinese are different, you must think that a letter corresponds to a Chinese, a meaning, but it is not the case.

Naive to the end, too lazy to literacy at this juncture, and then say later,

"I used to think that this mark was specially left by my brother to guide us, but now I think it's wrong."

"If Pokerfing really has this kind of thought, there's no need to make it too fancy, at least write something straightforward that we can understand at a glance."

"The symbols are so cryptic,"

"So I suddenly thought, could it be that we took it for granted?"

innocently speaking,

"Maybe... the mark is not to help us, but to carve an inch for others to see.