Chapter 948

After dinner, Jiameng and Zhang Yi began to tell Zhang Yi what she knew about ancient gods and ancient alchemists.

When it comes to rock paintings, Jiameng drinks up milk tea in a few mouthfuls.

Then she pushed the empty cup to Zhang Yi, blinked her big watery eyes and looked at Zhang Yi begging:

"I want another drink..."

Zhang Yi can only call Song Lin in and ask Song Lin to buy another cup of milk tea.

Soon the new milk tea was sent in by Song Lin, and Jiameng couldn't wait to start drinking.

She gulped half a cup with a straw before she stopped and snorted comfortably.

"Can you go on?" Zhang Yi asked.

Jiameng nodded, then ran to Zhang Yi and sat down next to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly, but saw that Jiameng had taken out a mobile phone with a pink rabbit mobile phone case. Jia Meng's little hand clicked on the mobile phone, and then opened several photos for Zhang Yi to see:

"Look, these are those rock paintings!"

Zhang Yi looks at Jiameng's mobile phone and sees some professional photos on Jiameng's mobile phone screen.

It is a narrative rock painting in a cave. It seems that people in ancient times painted it with a very strange pigment. These rock paintings are very abstract, but they can generally be recognized as a narrative rock painting.

Through these rock paintings, we can see that some ancient mysteries have gradually appeared in front of the world.

First of all, a chief officer appeared as if offering sacrifices. Countless ancient people were worshipping around a giant in the air.

The giant was like a God, vaguely like a man, but it didn't seem to be a human, but more like something unspeakable. While giving people a powerful power, it also makes people feel a burst of majesty and gloom.

Zhang Yi can't help guessing whether this is the legendary ancient god.

In the rock paintings, the ancients worshipped the ancient gods, offered sacrifices such as cattle and sheep, and even offered people as sacrifices. Even there were a lot of people. Unexpectedly, they held cruel human sacrifices.

Zhang Yi continued to look at the second rock painting.

The content of the second rock painting is very different from that of the first one. It seems to be a rock painting of a battle.

Before, some strange people flew from the sky. These people have all kinds of weapons. It can be seen that these people are as big as those ancient people. They should be human. But they can fly, but they can use strange weapons. They are likely to be monks, or ancient alchemists.

I saw these flying ancient alchemists attack around the ancient god, and a big war broke out between the two sides.

However, Zhang Yi noticed that some head down and foot up alchemists were drawn on the rock paintings. Zhang Yi felt that they should be alchemists falling from high altitude, or they could be regarded as killed and fallen alchemists.

These alchemists died in a steady stream, but the ancient gods stood tall and did not seem to have suffered any damage. It can be seen that the ancient gods seem to have an overwhelming advantage, which is much stronger than these alchemists.

Then came the content of another rock painting. What I saw on this rock painting was another scene.

What appeared in Zhang Yi's eyes seemed to be the support of ancient alchemists. However, this time, these alchemists seemed to have brought a special weapon.

This weapon is rectangular and specially marked by the painter. There are some dotted lines around it, which seems to be light, virtual shadow or other elusive things.

A group of gas refiners came with this thing and threw it to the ancient god.

Next, there is the last rock painting.

I saw that the ancient god was hit by the magic weapon, as if there was some variation. It seems that the ancient god has changed from a full image to a very thin state. It seems that it is difficult for the painter to describe that state. He directly depicts the image of the ancient god as a line, but there are some dotted lines around to maintain the image of the original ancient god.

After this, the ancient god seems to have died or lost the power of resistance. The alchemists took the ancient gods away and finally flew away.

But those ancient people still worship in situ, and they don't know whether they are worshiping ancient gods or those alchemists, or both.

And the content of these rock paintings is over here.

After reading these rock paintings, Zhang Yi was thoughtful:

"It seems that some people in ancient times witnessed a war between alchemists and ancient gods, and then they left what they saw and heard on the rock wall through painting."

Jia Meng put away her mobile phone, nodded and said:

"We people who steal the door in the dark space all think so."

Zhang Yi asked again:

"Do you think that rectangular object is the list of gods in the novel Romance of gods?"

Jia Meng replied:

"Yes, because we have seen this weapon not only in this mural, but also in some other cultural relics."

"Oh?" Zhang Yiyi was interested, "do you have relevant information?"

Jia Meng nodded:

"Some."

Zhang Yiyu said:

"Show me."

Jia Meng suddenly winked at Zhang Yi and said with a smile:

"Meow! Why should I show you now? "

Zhang Yi smiled. He didn't mean that equivalent exchange was normal.

He knew that Jia Meng was going to start talking about conditions, so Zhang Yi asked:

"What do you want?"

Jia Meng pointed her finger at her lips and thought for a while, then suddenly said with a smile:

"I want you to raise me! Raise me like a father raises a daughter! "

Zhang Yi frowned slightly:

"Your request is too much!"

Jiameng's mood suddenly fell down:

"I was bullied by other children when I was young. I envy those children with fathers. They can ask their fathers to help revenge... And their fathers will buy them a lot of good things, including candy, toys, hairpins and so on! And me? I can only watch them envy them... Do you think everyone I meet wants to recognize my father? If you hadn't been so kind to me at the bottom of the lake, I would not want to recognize you as a father! "

Zhang Yi couldn't help laughing when he heard the speech:

"It really scares me that you have to recognize your father so often. Change the terms! "

Jia Meng glared at Zhang Yi angrily and said:

"What's wrong with being a godfather? Well, since you want me to change the terms, I'll change it! I will stay in your hotel in the future. I will eat delicious food every day! And milk tea every day! I want you to care for me! "

After hearing this, Zhang Yi was full of disbelief:

"These conditions?"

Jia Meng replied:

"That's what I think of for the time being. I'll talk to you slowly when I think of others. But you don't have to worry about me lying to you. I won't live here for nothing. I'll tell you something about ancient alchemists every day until I think of the conditions I want! "

After listening, Zhang Yi had no opinion.

After all, it's nothing to know about ancient alchemists and ancient gods later.

First, after all, those things haven't appeared yet. Second, Zhang Yi's injury hasn't healed yet. Even if he knows those things, he can't take action.

So Zhang Yi promised:

"No problem."

Jia Meng handed Zhang Yi the empty cup she had just drunk:

"I want another cup of milk tea, meow!"

Zhang Yi frowned slightly.

I didn't expect that the little girl looked very petite and young, but why did she eat so much? It can not only eat, but also drink.

So Zhang Yi can only call Song Lin to entertain Jia Meng.

When Song Lin greeted Jiameng, she seemed a little absent-minded. She always couldn't help rowing on her mobile phone with her fingers. She seemed to be looking for these things.

She flipped her cell phone and wondered:

"Strange... Why is it missing?"

Zhang Yi asked casually:

"What's missing?"

Song Lin replied strangely:

"Boss, you can't find the video of beating qingtaoxuan disciple Wu Bo before dawn today! I just saw the news this morning. I saw the live video at that time. But now, I can't find a video on the Internet that you beat Wu Bo to kneel and kowtow! "

Zhang Yi asked:

"Is all the news gone?"

Song Lin shook her head:

"It's just that the video is missing, but the relevant news is still there. However, these news are summarized in a simple sentence, such as this "disciple of qingtaoxuan was defeated by a mysterious figure by Taiping Lake at dawn today!" You see, it's just a simple sentence. Although it's right, it covers up the key information. "

Zhang Yi took out his mobile phone and took a look at the news push. It's really like what song Lin said. The things by Taiping Lake have been simplified into some inconspicuous information. If it's not deliberately searched, no one will pay attention.

Moreover, the information did not say which disciple of qingtaoxuan was defeated, how he was defeated, nor the process of defeat, but just an understatement.

Jia Meng, who was drinking new milk tea, said:

"It's not surprising. Qingtaoxuan is one of the top ten spiritual sects today. They have power, power, wealth and people. It's not difficult to make some news unfavorable to qingtaoxuan disappear from the Internet. This time, Wu Bo, the talented disciple of tingtaoxuan, was beaten to his knees by Zhang Yi, kowtowing and begging for mercy, which simply humiliated tingtaoxuan. Fortunately, it happened at dawn. At that time, most people didn't get up, so not many people saw the news. Qingtaoxuan will have enough time and room to eliminate the news, so that the public doesn't know what happened. "

After Jia Meng's words, Song Lin suddenly realized:

"It's like some stars who have bad gossip will pay someone to delete posts and news!"

Jiameng nodded, indicating that it was so.

But Zhang Yi couldn't help falling into meditation.

A qingtaoxuan has the ability to erase the news of a duel. How powerful does it take to erase the deeds of so many sects and heroes 50 years ago?