Chapter 4417: to evil

Chapter 4419 to the evil body
"I-I'm not mistaken, right?"
The archaeologist rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
The deacon also had the same expression. He asked the scholar, "Did I make a mistake? The ancestor of the ghost clan? I have never heard of such an existence."
The old pedant is okay, he was the first to see the meaning of this line of ancient characters, and he was shocked before everyone was shocked.
He opened his mouth and said:
"Deacon, my colleagues, I can tell you responsibly that there is no problem with the cracking of this text, and it means what it means at present."
Hearing this, everyone was silent again.
After a while, the archaeologist said:
"It's just that we are also experts in studying ancient things. Have any of you heard of ghost clan and ancestors?"
The deacon shook his head, "I really haven't heard of it. After all, the underworld is the world of the dead. If you insist on saying who is the ancestor of the ghost clan, is it necessary to find out who is the first to die?"
Archaeologist said:
"Even if it is the first person to die among the living, it may not be possible to become a ghost. At that time, the Dao was not divided, and many living people died and turned into nothingness."
"But there are also aborigines in the underworld. They used to be called real ghosts, which is very different from the ghosts called spirits after death."
The old pedant began to show off his knowledge.
"Is it possible that this ancestor is the ancestor of the real ghost?"
Having said that, the old pedant asked everyone, "Which of you are the natives of the underworld?"
If you are aboriginal people, you probably know some legends of this ancestor.
"Sorry, I'm not an aborigines. I was a son of a certain noble family in the upper world. Because I liked archaeology, I was abandoned by my parents and thought I was inexperienced. In the end, I lacked the protection of my family and was killed by my family's enemies. Ghost clan."
The archaeologists immediately identified themselves.
Before his death, archaeology was considered ignorant by the family, but he did not expect that it would become an ability that Huayu Ghost Emperor valued after death, which really made him laugh and cry.
Everyone turned their attention to the deacon.
If you can be a deacon in an important department in Huayulou, you must be aboriginal.
"Don't look at me, I'm not aboriginal."
The deacon felt uncomfortable seeing it, and immediately opened his mouth.
"What? No way? You are the deacon of Huayulou. When I entered the building, I heard people say that if you want to be a deacon of an important department in Huayulou, you must be aboriginal!"
The two said in unison.
"You listened to their nonsense. There is no such thing. I have made several great achievements, and I have lived in the underworld for five thousand years, so I was raptured."
The deacon explained why.
"Damn, that's how it turned out. We thought that only the aborigines could get promoted!"
The two suddenly realized, and immediately felt a little resentful.
Over the years, they have also had many opportunities to get promoted, but they thought that non-indigenous people were not qualified. After returning to the underworld, they must find those guys to settle accounts.
"Time is running out, you go to an aboriginal to ask questions, I want to know what kind of existence the real ghost ancestor is!"
The deacon urged.
The meaning of the text has been figured out. Their task is considered to be complete, and they only need to send the text.
But they are all a group of people who are very fascinated by the ancient culture of the underworld.
"Anyway, we have figured out the content of the text. Let's send the text back first, and then let's ask slowly?"
The old pedant proposes.
"No, words like this can only be understood when we look at them. Once they are passed on, we will surely forget them."
The deacon insisted on not sending it.
"That's right. For such a secret message, His Majesty will cast a forgetting technique on it, and he will definitely not let us know the contents."
The archaeologist nodded in agreement.
"Alright then, I'll go find someone!"
After the old scholar finished speaking, he took a step and rushed out, very anxious.
In less than two minutes, a man with a relatively low position was pulled in by the old pedant.
For the first time, the man saw so many bigwigs in Huayulou.
These bigwigs rarely show up.
The building is full of mystery.
"I ask you, do you know what the real ghost ancestor is?"
As soon as he came in, the deacon was the first to ask questions.
Time is very urgent, they can't wait to dig out all the things about the ancestors in the man's mind.
The man was obviously a little nervous.
When I was suddenly asked, I hesitated for a long time, but I couldn't say a word.
"Don't be nervous, as long as you tell us about our ancestor, we will reward you!"
After all, archaeologists have lived in this world, and people who know that no matter how nervous they are will be attracted by the reward.
Sure enough, when he heard the reward, the man calmed down a little bit of tension.
He replied, "Which family is the ancestor you asked about? Although I am not talented, I am also a member of Huayulou after all, and I know something about the ancestors of our major families."
The men thought they were asking about the ancestor of an aboriginal wealthy family.
"We are not interested in the ancestors of other families, we are asking about the ancestors of all ghost clans in the underworld!"
The deacon was annoyed and shouted loudly.
The man was startled and took a few steps back, his mind was still full of humming.
The ancestor of all ghost races?
How does he know this?
"Do you know? If you know, you will be rewarded, but if you don't know, you will be useless!"
The old pedant stared at the man.
"My grandmother told a story when I was a child, and it seemed to mention the ancestor of the real ghost, but at the time we all thought it was just a story, not necessarily true."
The man didn't want to give up this reward and collect the memories in his mind, but for safety, he said something untrue.
"Say it!"
Time is running out, no matter whether it is true or not, listen to it first, otherwise they will regret it for the rest of their lives.
"My grandmother said that when the universe was still in chaos, there were four kinds of energy bodies in the universe, the rigid body, the yin body, the normal body, and the evil body."
"The energy body of the positive body turned into Pangu, and the evil body turned into the ancestor of the ghost clan, so all the ancestors of the ghost clan in the underworld were the most evil person."
After the man finished speaking, he stared at the crowd.
"Deacon, the time is up, hurry up and pass the things over."
The archaeologist thinks this kind of story is too fake, he thinks it is impossible to find out the situation of the ancestor of the ghost clan~EbookFREE.me~ Well, pass the text to your majesty. "
The deacon shook his head in disappointment.
It seemed that none of them believed the man's words.
Seeing this, the man knew that the reward was over, and left in frustration.
Soon, the text spread.
Everyone's brains seem to have been hit by something.
When he came back to his senses, he was puzzled.
"What did we do just now?"
the deacon asked.
"It's weird, I don't remember anything."
The archaeologist shook his head.
"The task just now must have a forgetting technique. Your Majesty probably doesn't want us to know."
The old scholar frowned.
So, everyone who was still struggling before went back to doing their own things.
(End of this chapter)