The prisoner pointed to Ma Yuan beside Jiangli.

Ma Yuan frowned and said, "He wants to ask me about ancient history...the real history."

Ma Yuan added four words later. When people heard this, they became silent and their smiles gradually disappeared, and the rest were solemn.

The atmosphere became depressed.

Jiang Li sat cross-legged on the broken chair, making a creaking sound as he shook, and smiled, "What? What happened in ancient times is so scary? Can it be more scary than your monk status? You know, your heads are valuable now, and you can exchange them for a set of Paladin armor."

The priest shook his head and said, "We don't know how to tell you, this matter is very complicated."

Jiang Li said: "It's okay, I have a lot of time, let's talk slowly."

After thinking about it, the prisoner said, "Then let's talk about it from the beginning."

The prisoner sorted out his language and said, "In fact, the persecution of our monks has not only begun recently.

Our family is a family of monks and has always been passed down on the practice techniques. However, according to my grandfather, there were also masters in the cultivation world in the family before, at least not as weak as the current level 5 strong people in the natural disaster.

But then the world changed. In the late Ming Dynasty, science and technology began. With the prosperity of industry, there were many factories around the world and the environment was greatly damaged and polluted, the energy suitable for our cultivation on Blue Star became thinner and thinner.

It is becoming more and more difficult for us to practice and produce something.

At the same time, we found that some mysterious people appeared on the Blue Star. They had never appeared before, but they used various means to drive many extraordinary people to hunt us down.

The ancestors were worried about our safety, so they established this mental hospital and claimed that our whole family had hereditary mental illness and would attack as soon as they got old. The ancestors used many means to conceal the identity of our monks. In addition, the remoteness here is Liao Wuren, and the terrifying and desolate atmosphere we created, which made ordinary people dare not approach and dislike strangers.

In addition, generations of ancestors have played madmen and fools day after day, which has faded us out of everyone's sight and survived.

However, even though the vitality here is relatively rich, as the world changes, the vitality here is becoming thinner and thinner, and now it is completely impossible to practice.

As for them, they were all persecuted monks who pretended to be crazy and hid here in order to save their lives.

Of course, we originally had some really mentally ill people here. After all, it is too tiring to rely on ourselves to act.

However, those ordinary people who are mentally ill sign contracts with us for the living dead. As long as they come in, they will not go out again unless they die. And they are isolated from the world, and their relatives cannot come to visit us.

This is a relief for many people. After all, sometimes family affection cannot be withstand in front of madmen.

But these lunatics can live better than outside in our place.

We will send them out when they die...

For more than two hundred years, many people have regarded our place as a dark and gloomy cemetery that can be entered and cannot be exited."

At this time, Ma Yuan said: "Since you are here to find me, you should know that I have been in the archaeology for many years and have been exposed to many extraordinary things, and have written them out truthfully, which has triggered certain taboos. The people who visited me at the beginning disappeared one after another, and many people said it was a curse. Anyone who had come into contact with those mysterious things would disappear and die alive.

But I was unwilling to give up. I had been exposed to so many shocking secrets. I had not found the answer yet, and I had not even been able to pass them on. I just died like this. It was a loss.

So, I decided to take a gamble.

By chance, I learned about the existence of this place.

So he pretended to be crazy and asked my family to send me here.

I want to bet on the one that threatens my life is not a shit curse, but some terrible people or creatures!

What I want to do is to make them feel at ease.

And there is no place in the world that can make them feel more at ease than here. Because in the eyes of the world, this is a real tomb!

If you come in and cannot go out, even if you live, it will be like you are dead. You will never have any contact with the outside world. Everything I know will disappear with the wind.

In fact, I bet right.

I am pretending to be stupid and crazy every day. Sure enough, the so-called curse has not come, allowing me to survive to this day."

Speaking of this, Ma Yuan smiled bitterly: "I just didn't expect to meet a weirdo like you... No matter whether I am really crazy or fake, I will just carry it and leave..."
Chapter completed!