Chapter 624

"I finally understand what it means to both exist and not exist — you could say the place we're standing in is an imaginary space, and also a real space."

"The reason the Prince of Gumo buried himself beneath his cell was to pass on this very concept."

Everyone looked at Yang Lu with puzzled faces, none of them understanding what she was actually trying to say.

Only Professor Sun wore a thoughtful expression.

"In other words, if we hadn't found this tomb, we might never have located the Ancient City of Jingjue in our entire lives?" Professor Sun said slowly.

Yang Lu nodded without the slightest hesitation.

Wang Kaixuan hurriedly asked, "Could the two of you make yourselves a little clearer? Have some mercy on a slow-witted person like me."

Yang Lu took a deep breath and said, "It's very simple — the core lies in this tomb of the Prince of Gumo. It's like a central point. The information the murals convey to us is certainly important, and the map in the fourth mural is also very important."

"But this map isn't meant to show the way."

Almost at the very same moment, Zhang Lin said the exact same thing.

The entire Crescent Restaurant erupted in an uproar!

"Mr. Zhang, what does it mean that the map isn't meant to show the way?"

"Everything marked on this map represents the conditions that the second archaeological team must go through in order to find the Ancient City of Jingjue. If they fail to experience even one of them, they will end up treading on another patch of imaginary space. When the spaces overlap, even if the Ancient City of Jingjue is right in front of them, they won't be able to see it. This is the Deception Technique left behind by the Queen of Jingjue."

Every monarch, great or small, pays extraordinary attention to their own palace or tomb.

Because the concept of tomb-robbing had already taken shape thousands of years ago, and they themselves used tomb-robbing to fill their military coffers or line their own pockets.

When constructing their own tombs, they would become especially cautious, and all manner of anti-theft tricks emerged one after another.

This Queen of Jingjue was no great monarch — she only ruled over a stretch of the Western Regions.

She didn't even need to consider how the people of the Western Regions were getting on.

She only thought about how to satisfy herself. Under such a premise, this Ancient City of Jingjue certainly wouldn't be easy to find.

"Everyone, up to this point, the information on these six murals has basically all been explained. Let me give you all a complete summary."

"The whole thing began because the Prince of Gumo could not endure the tyranny of the Queen of Jingjue, so he resolved to resist."

"From there, the assassination plot began to take shape. The Prince of Gumo quickly came up with an idea — to use a certain kind of poison to kill the Queen of Jingjue."

"Before setting out, the Prince of Gumo, accompanied by the priests, completed the worship of the Sacrifice to be offered, and then resolutely set foot on this road of no return."

"Thanks to the betrayal of the Queen of Jingjue's slaves, the Prince of Gumo very smoothly got the Queen of Jingjue to swallow the poison he had brought."

"After that, the Prince of Gumo hid himself and watched from the shadows. Before the poison could take effect, the Queen of Jingjue sensed it and directly used her own ability to teleport the slave into an imaginary space."

"This was also the first time the Prince of Gumo confirmed the Queen of Jingjue's ability."

"So he didn't wait for the result, and went straight back to his own kingdom, making the next arrangements — that is, the location of his own burial and these six murals."

"The story is roughly that."

When summarizing, some details are directly left out — this is also to let everyone see the full picture of the story.

Those who were still lost in a fog couldn't help but nod in sudden realization at this point; at least this time they felt they had heard a relatively complete story.

Because even when Zhang Lin deliberately slowed his train of thought, these people still couldn't keep up.

"Mr. Zhang, you haven't answered that earlier question — since the Queen of Jingjue swallowed the poison, did she actually die or not?"

Zhang Lin set down his teacup and said at once, "I already have a guess at the answer, but the time to say it hasn't come yet."

Everyone who heard this was dumbfounded.

Not the right time yet? Surely he isn't going to pull a "to be continued" routine on us?

【Oh come on, Mr. Zhang, stop keeping us in suspense — just say it already.】

【Mr. Zhang, I've got my blade ready. If you don't keep talking, I'll off myself!】

The scene in the room was pretty much this kind of routine.

"Mr. Zhang, since all six murals have already been explained, what is there that still can't be said?"

Zhang Lin slowly shook his head and said, "If I told you now, everything would just be my own speculation. I have to wait until I see what I want to see before I can speak."

"What thing?"

A mysterious smile curled up at the corner of Zhang Lin's mouth, and he said, "The seventh mural."

Everyone who heard this was startled — there's a seventh mural?

No one had thought of this. When the second archaeological team came in, everything had already been laid out before them.

There were only these six murals in total!

Where did a seventh come from?!

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