Su Chen and Chen Feng would be shocked because Shi Ling was already opening her mouth and talking, but they could not hear any syllables emitted from Shi Ling's mouth.

What the two of them could be sure of was that Shi Ling did not use the lip silence silently, but said something, but they could not hear it.

Or to be more precise, Shi Ling's words cannot be heard by others, which is why Su Chen and Chen Feng were shocked.

With Su Chen's current realm, if someone spied on the side and made Shi Ling's voice disappear without being noticed by himself, the one who could do this would at least be at the seventeenth level.

But if there is a 17th-grade strong man around him, he doesn't want to let himself know the secret, so there is no need to be such a trouble. He just slapped him and Chen Feng away with just one slap.

Apart from this possibility, there is only the last explanation. What the Master Ling wants to say is not allowed by the rules of this world. Just like some secrets of heaven, you must not spy on or disclose it, otherwise you will be punished by heaven immediately.

Shi Ling's mouth continued to open and close, but there was still no sound coming out. Shi Ling himself could not notice it. Su Chen interrupted: "Boss Teacher, don't worry, we can't hear what you just said."

Seeing Shi Ling's puzzled expression, Su Chen explained: "For some reason, outsiders cannot hear these two sentences you just said. I think only people from your lineage can know."

The secret that Shi Ling wants to tell is related to his great-grandfather, which is obviously passed down from generation to generation. Because of the same bloodline, the news that the teacher's family has not been blocked by the rules of this world.

"You can't hear what I said?"

After hearing Su Chen's words, Shi Ling looked surprised and seemed to be a little disbelief. Xuan Xuan, who was standing beside him, nodded and said, "Brother Shi Ling, although you said something just now, we really can't hear the sound."

"Can't you hear it?"

After pondering for a while, Shi Ling seemed to have figured it out and said, "It's probably about those identities that exist, so it cannot be leaked."

"What can I say?" Su Chen asked.

"If that cannot be said, I can only remove this paragraph and express it in another way." Shi Ling nodded, organized some language and said: "There are many special existences on the stone mountain. These existences were exiled to the stone mountain after a war. They could not leave the stone mountain, but these existences were unwilling to stay in the stone mountain like this. Therefore, my great-grandfather went up the mountain, which was an opportunity for them."

Shi Ling continued to tell the story of what his great-grandfather had experienced back then. His great-grandfather was not the first to go to Shishan. Some villagers had climbed Shishan before, otherwise there would not be any rumors. But the difference between those villagers and his great-grandfather was that most of these villagers were illiterate, and a few of them were useless to read. Grandfather Shi Ling had a unique skill, which was to draw.

Shi Ling's great-grandfather was a student. When he was in school, he was very interested in painting. When he was not famine, he would use branches to draw something in the mud to play with when he was working and resting in the fields.

It was precisely because of Grandpa Shi Ling's ability that he survived. Shi Ling didn't know what he had experienced on the mountain, because Grandpa did not say in detail.

A few days later, his great-grandfather walked out of the deep mountains and carried the oiled paper cloth on his body. Only he survived the villagers who entered the first place.

On the second day after Grandpa Shi Ling walked out, local villagers found many corpses of wild beasts at the entrance of the village. Seeing these corpses, the villagers were overjoyed because they had the corpses of these wild beasts, everyone could withstand the famine.

The villagers thought that this was the appearance of the mountain god, so they specially built a mountain god temple for this, but only Shi Ling's great-grandfather knew that this was a deal he made with the existences on the stone mountain. He promised to draw patterns for these existences, and the condition was to help the villagers survive the famine.

After the famine in the village, Shi Ling's great-grandfather took Shi Ling's grandfather away from the village and came to Nanchang to find a job: Master Lianrong.

The funeral master specializes in organizing the body of some dead people who died unexpectedly, and it was not until Shi Ling's father's generation that ended. Because according to Shi Ling's father, he was not very famous for doing this job, especially for his family and relatives, so he later switched to a tattoo shop.

"Is it his own decision to be the master of your great-grandfather?" Su Chen asked curiously.

An ordinary villager suddenly left the mountain village and came to the city to be a squatting master. The span between them was a bit large.

"I don't know this, but when my father passed it to me, he said to me that I must continue to run this tattoo shop until one day the patterns of oil paper are given to people. If it is not completed in my generation, it will be passed to the next generation until the day it is completed."

"The pattern of oil paper cloth can be used to complete the mission by showing it to people. Why did you stammer before? Shouldn't you show it to us directly?"

Chen Feng looked suspicious, he felt that Shi Ling was lying.

"That's because every pattern here represents those existences. Those existences are too terrifying. If they are all released, the world will be in chaos."

"Release, can you tell me in detail, boss teacher?" Su Chen's eyes froze, as if he had guessed something.

"My great-grandfather said that these patterns represent the existences on the stone mountain. When someone can bear this pattern, it is equivalent to establishing a connection with the existences on the stone mountain. If the connection is deep enough, it can summon the existences on the stone mountain."

Shi Ling's explanation made Su Chen's eyes lit up. Now he has almost learned the complete process.

The existence of Shishan should be a bit similar to the predecessor of the four eyes on his arm, the four-eyed golden god. These people were exiled for some reason and could not enter this world. But didn’t those people also think about summoning the four-eyed golden god?

Tattoo, as long as the tattooed person who can carry the pattern, is considered to have established a connection with those existences, which may be similar to the so-called power of faith in Buddhism. When there are enough believers, the so-called gods who are exiled can return.

This is also the reason why Liu Shanxi said that their organization unified the metaphysical community but is currently very low-key. They have not been able to summon out the gods yet, so more believers are needed to join the organization.

Compared with the strength of the Four-Eyed Golden God, Su Chen believes that if these exiled gods come to this world, they will indeed have the power to unify the metaphysics world.

"So far, only three groups of people have seen these patterns. Someone has seen one pattern in my grandfather's group, and then it's my father's generation, and then it's you."
Chapter completed!