Chapter 1170

All of this is equivalent to the soul of the Queen of Jingjue entering their minds through some medium.

And they must use their own souls to play a game against the soul of the Queen of Jingjue; the winner will regain control of this body, and the loser will die completely. This is the answer.

Inside the Crescent Hotel, Zhang Lin said leisurely, "After wearing the mask, follow the guidance in your consciousness, and you will naturally find the Dragon Bone Heavenly Book. There is no need for me to direct this. Also, solving the final problem is very simple: use the Corpse-Fragrant Konjac from before."

"Before one of them wears the mask, they need to completely dismantle this Corpse-Fragrant Konjac, set it on fire to extract the essence of the Corpse-Fragrant Konjac, and then use whatever means they have to forcibly remove that mask."

"Just like knocking off the mask before, then feed the essence of the Corpse-Fragrant Konjac into that person's mouth, and they will be able to wake up smoothly."

"By that time, the Dragon Bone Heavenly Book will have been obtained!"

After saying this, Zhang Lin checked the time, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again!

Originally, he had intended to finish everything today.

Let them find the ancient book, and then tell them the escape route!

As for the way Wang Canghai was thinking of returning along the same path from the small Corpse-Fragrant Konjac and escaping from that space, it was absolutely wrong.

Hundreds of years ago, Wang Canghai could use such a method to leave the Ancient City of Jingjue, but now, if anyone has such a thought and puts it into action, they will end up dying in an incredibly miserable way.

Because the previous space has already been destroyed, and the main hall shows signs of collapse.

And when they returned to the Hive Imaginary Number Space again, the entrance had already closed.

Because they disturbed the space here and opened the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue, the previous route could no longer be used.

So in Zhang Lin's view, there are naturally other routes, but he didn't want to say them at this time. Furthermore, he believed that the situation with these foreigners could be handled using everything he had laid out.

Yang Lu would naturally be able to handle it. Even if she couldn't, he believed that when they arrived at the Crescent Hotel tomorrow, everything would be arranged accordingly; one night is enough for many things to ferment.

Ever since these people sent by Wang Canghai appeared, and Zhang Lin was very certain that the mastermind behind them was Wang Canghai, he had already made such preparations.

Zhang Lin did not mind spending another day just to see how far Wang Canghai could go. Whether it was storytelling or guiding the archaeological team, the core issue involved was the situation of immortality.

He hoped to cut the Gordian knot and use this incident to completely draw out Wang Canghai, making him choose to jump over the wall like a cornered dog; that was Zhang Lin's core purpose.

So after this, he did not drag things out; after saying this, he slapped his gavel and turned to leave the stage.

Everyone was stunned, and they checked the time; it had been ten minutes since Zhang Lin finished his storytelling!

That is to say, Zhang Lin had deliberately added to the duration today.

And at this moment, Zhang Lin left, and no one knew why. In their view, Zhang Lin had said before that he would find the final coffin and fulfill that answer.

The live chat also began to discuss it one after another.

【What is the situation with Mr. Zhang? He's just leaving like this?】

【Nonsense! It's time to get off work! Can he not leave?!】

【It's already been ten minutes.】

【That's not what I meant; the point is that the current situation is especially critical.】

【So what if it's critical? Do you think Mr. Zhang can help the examiners solve it?】

【He definitely can!!!】

【You misunderstood; some guidance can only be guidance on how to do things specifically; it still depends on the Second Archaeological Team themselves.】

【That's right, some things can only be chosen by them; even if Mr. Zhang is anxious, it's the same.】

【Haven't you noticed? Mr. Zhang walked off the stage smiling; this shows that he is confident about what comes next.】

【Does that mean the Second Archaeological Team can only get out of here tomorrow?】

Inside the Crescent Hotel, everyone was also confused. At first, they ignored the existence of time because everything exceeded their cognition.

Today, Zhang Lin was truly astonishing; every time he said something, it would overturn the logic they had established for everything before.

Including the medium of soul traction he mentioned at the end.

And under this premise, everyone naturally forgot the time. The next moment, when they saw the time, they all revealed bitter smiles; there was really no other way.

When Zhang Lin just walked off the stage, Yin Nanfeng rushed out of the lounge.

With a face full of anxiety, she asked, "Is that it? Is it over?"

Zhang Lin smiled calmly and said, "Otherwise? Do you think I... can still help them put on that mask to solve the problem?"

"But you also said before that after wearing the mask, one would gain the power of the Queen of Jingjue. Do you think these people from the Second Archaeological Team or those foreigners have the ability to stop all of this?"

Zhang Lin shook his head slowly, sighed, and said, "Whether they have the ability or not, let's not talk about that, but this is all I can do."

Immediately, Zhang Lin packed his things, opened the door, and left without looking back.

Leaving Yin Nanfeng standing there foolishly.

Then she smiled bitterly and said to Sheng Sheng Man behind her, "Sometimes I really don't know what Zhang Lin is thinking. He is clearly very worried about the Second Archaeological Team."

Sheng Sheng Man sighed and didn't say anything.

Actually, if one were to say he was worried about the Second Archaeological Team, it would be better to say he was worried about Yang Lu alone; the one wearing that mask is Yang Lu!

And he believed in the will that Yang Lu possessed.

Actually, Zhang Lin had an aside he didn't say: wearing that mask would indeed turn one into the Queen of Jingjue, but in the process of a spiritual struggle, how strong could the soul of someone who had been dead for thousands of years be?

Even through such a medium, she would not be able to defeat Yang Lu.

Under this premise, Zhang Lin was not worried about anything; as long as the person wearing that mask was Yang Lu, it would be fine.

As for what the other members of the Second Archaeological Team would choose later, Yang Lu would certainly have corresponding arrangements, and after they finished extracting the essence of the Corpse-Fragrant Konjac, they would certainly start taking action.

These things sound complicated, but Zhang Lin knew very clearly that it was basically a matter of a few hours.

As for whether the Second Archaeological Team would have casualties when he arrived tomorrow, that was not something Zhang Lin needed to consider.