"Apart from the fact that everyone is so secretive that they cannot go to Chongma Valley, is there any other story or legend?" Su Luo looked at Village Chief Wang seriously.

Village Chief Wang touched his chin: "In fact, many things have been forgotten with generations of reproduction. The villagers definitely don't know. If someone in the village knows, then this person must be the Prophet."

"Master Prophet?" Su Luo's eyes were puzzled. She had never heard of this name.

Village Chief Wang said proudly: "The Prophet is the wisest person in our pastoral village. He knows astronomy and geography, and knows everything. If he doesn't know, then others will not know even more."

"Where is the Prophet?" Su Luo asked.

"Xiaohu, take Miss Su to find your teacher." Village Chief Wang handed over this important task to Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu happily held the beautiful sister's hand and took her to see the prophet teacher.

Wang Xiaohu handed Su Luo to the prophet teacher and escaped first.

Because the prophet teacher has been staring at him recently and asked him where his beautiful brother is, but he doesn't know where his beautiful brother has gone.

Therefore, in order to avoid being entangled by the prophet teacher, Wang Xiaohu ran away.

Su Luo looked at the wisest person in the legendary pastoral village.

He was wearing a coarse linen, in his forties or fifties, his whole body was as thin as a bamboo pole, his face was as sharp as a monkey cheek, and his jaw was a few goats. He didn't look like a prophet, but he was a bit like a fortune teller.

The Prophet was busy flipping through the books in his hand at this moment, looking at his full concentration, as if his head was about to be buried in the books.

Su Luo stood for a long time but didn't pay attention to him, so he could only take the initiative to go up and knock on the table with his fingers on his back.

The first voice was heard, the Prophet ignored Su Luo.

The second voice, the Prophet still ignored Su Luo.

It was not until Su Luo used a trace of spiritual power to the sound of knocking that he finally awakened the person immersed in the sea of ​​books.

Su Luo's face was filled with a bright smile: "Master Prophet..."

"Go and go, don't bother me here, you're busy." Before Su Luo could speak, the Prophet waved impatiently, waved Su Luo away, and then continued to immerse himself in the sea of ​​books.

He must find the most difficult questions and stump the foreign boy! The Prophet clenched his fists! Then he quickly immersed in the sea of ​​questions and stared at them word by word.

Su Luo looked at the old peddler in anger and knocked on the table again.

Bangbangbang!

Su Luo knocked loudly.

The prophet's thoughts were interrupted, and he looked up from the sea of ​​questions angrily, glaring at Su Luo: "You'd better have a good reason!"

Su Luo stuck out his tongue, moved the statue out of the space, and put it in front of the Prophet, saying, "This is brought out from the Ghost Magnetic Valley. What does the Prophet think of this statue?"

The heavy magnetic field? Statue? The prophet's vision finally came to Su Luo!

His family is the only family in the pastoral village that has been inherited.

The only family that has never been erased from memory, so many years ago, the ancestors did pass on a few words, but...

The Prophet stared at Su Luo and waved his hand: "I don't know, don't know, go quickly, don't disturb me to make the questions!"

Huh? Su Luo's expression was confused for a moment.
Chapter completed!