At a casual glance, I found a familiar pattern on Jackson's shield. Eighty-one? Chinese net =≤≤.≠8≤1≠Z≠≤.≈C≈O≈M

It was the head of a giant beast, but it had been shrunk hundreds of times, and under the skull was a spear that plunged deep into the jaw of the giant skull.

In addition to a head, the beast also has a large, sharp claw, which grabs at the man holding the spear, and beside the man, a man holding a shield similar to Jackson's shield holds the handle of the shield in both hands, trying his best to resist the power of the beast's claws.

The places next to the pattern have been blurred, and only a few other seemingly unrelated images remain.

Jackson and Billy were waiting for me to scold me further, but unexpectedly, I threw away the two twisted curtain rods in my hand, beckoned to Jackson, and said, "Come, come here, I have something to ask you." ”

Billy on the side looked at Jackson with a villainous face.

Jackson glared at Billy and walked over helplessly, like a child who had made a mistake.

When I got closer, I picked up the shield, pointed to the pattern on it and asked Jackson, "Do you know what this pattern means?" ”

Jackson stared at the pattern for a long time and shook his head: "I don't know." ”

A little discouraged, I put the shield back on the wall, intending to clean up the mess in the house, and then go back to the hall to listen to the phoenix chatting, when Jackson added, "Although I don't know the meaning of the individual patterns, my father once told me about the origin of the patterns on this shield. ”

I looked up and frowned, "Don't say it sooner." ”

Then, sitting cross-legged on the floor, I motioned for Jackson to sit across from me, and I asked him, "Tell me where these patterns come from." ”

Jackson nodded, sat down slowly, and was about to open the conversation, when he saw Billy also come over, and sat down cross-legged with a smile.

I ignored him, but Jackson didn't want to, and drove him away with a straight face, but Billy didn't leave, just said vigorously: "Don't mind, don't mind, why are you so stingy, who did you learn from, you can't listen to a story?" ”

"It's not a story!" Jackson corrected, "This is history! ”

"Okay, good, good, you say history is history, I love to listen to history!" Billy was still licking his face and laughing.

From what I know of Billy, he is definitely not interested in history, but simply wants to listen to Jackson's history as a story to satisfy his penchant for fun.

In the end, Jackson's persistence failed to overcome Billy's cheekiness, and he was a little discouraged, but he still showed a proud and fascinated expression when he later told about the ancestral shield.

"That's what my father told me, and I can't tell anyone else a secret," Jackson said solemnly, "My father told me that once this secret is known to those who have bad intentions, I know that my family will be threatened with death!" ”

"I'm going, so serious?" I couldn't help but sigh.

Jackson nodded: "But for me now, it doesn't matter if these secrets are spoken, because you are all my family, and I believe you will not reveal them to outsiders casually." ”

"Uh," I paused, "Well, I think you'd better stop talking." ”

"What's wrong?" Jackson was puzzled, "Don't you really want to hear it?" ”

"Although I really want to hear it, but didn't your father tell you not to tell anyone else, if your old man finds out about what you told us one day, you can't make him angry."

"Not anymore," Jackson said with a slight gloom, "never again." ”

I had a bad feeling in my heart, but I couldn't put it out of my mouth.

Billy, who was beside Jackson, spoke at this time: "Xiao Yi, you really know too little about this fool, his family has long since died, and now he is the only one left." ”

"Hey, Billy, you're talking too ......"

Jackson interrupted me and said, "Although Billy is very vicious, he is telling the truth, before I joined the Dreadnought Guild, my family had all died, leaving me alone, I was recruited into the guild by the Elder, if it wasn't for the Elder, I might have starved to death." ”

Another unpleasant past, but now is not the time to savor sorrow, I sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a sympathetic tone, "I can understand your sorrow, brother." ”

Jackson looked at me gratefully.

Then I said, "Now, let's continue the glorious history of your family!" ”

Jackson nodded heavily: "Okay." ”

Billy on the side continued to prick up his ears to listen to the story.

"My father told me that these patterns are the battle history of our ancestors, and the glory of our family," Jackson said, "My father also told me that our ancestors were also part of the legendary heroes. ”

"Legendary heroes?"

Billy and I screamed at the same time.

"Yes," Jackson said solemnly, "my father told me that we have the blood of legendary heroes in our veins, and this ancestral shield is proof of this." ”

Suddenly, I remembered the labyrinthine level that I had stumbled upon when I was rescuing Princess Aurora in Arie, and there was a mural in it that depicted the scene on Jackson's shield.

I asked Jackson, "Didn't your father tell you who carved these carvings?" ”

Jackson thought for a moment and said, "Father said it." ”

"Who is it?" I couldn't help but ask.

"You, don't laugh at me," Jackson said to both of us, but his eyes remained fixed on Billy.

"Me?" Billy pointed to his nose and hurriedly defended, "I won't, I'm sure I won't laugh at you, I promise." ”

Jackson thought for a moment, and finally seemed to have made up his mind, and said, "Father told me that it was the God of Creation who gave my ancestors this great shield. ”

"The God of Creation?" Billy laughed abruptly: "Don't be funny, will the God of Creation be bored and give others a big shield to play, hahahaha." ”

Jackson said unhappily: "You said, you won't laugh!" ”

Billy clutched his stomach, trying not to let himself laugh, he said intermittently: "Hug, sorry, I, I really didn't want to laugh, it's just, this, this revelation is a little, it's too exciting, haha." ”

Facing Billy, whose laughter is below freezing, I say that knowing this product is a stain on my life.

Pinching my chin, I twisted my eyebrows and thought that what Jackson had just said was not groundless, because according to legend, the entire dungeon was created by the god of creation, and the murals on the level of the demonized bat were not at all like they could be carved by humans, but more like they had existed there from the beginning.

In other words, that is, the mural should also be the creation of the God of Creation.

As for Jackson's shield, perhaps it was 'a gift from the God of Creation', as he said.