The question of prophets is often asked even in the real world.

When you want to be a topic buster, ask the question out loud and you'll be able to achieve it.

Qian Cang had a serious face, and he needed to let the Prophet know that he was taking the issue seriously.

The prophet's gaze is as deep as the starry sky, as if it has a unique charm.

Qian Cangyi's voice was loud, and he replied:

"Any problem, I would classify it into two categories, one was the actual problem; One is the preset questions. ”

"The actual problem is the problem that I may encounter in my life, or the thing that has a high probability of happening; The preset problem is something I don't have in my life, such as waking up one day and the whole world is made up of madness, and I'm actually the only sane person. ”

When he said this, the Prophet nodded and motioned for Qian Cangyi to continue.

Qian Cangyi's gaze looked into the prophet's eyes and continued:

"Even if the whole world goes crazy, I'll continue to keep my sanity."

"Because I always think that everyone is unique, I am also unique."

"In a world where 'sanity' is both 'madness', I don't think there's anything wrong with 'madness'."

"There are crazy people in every world."

Qian Cangyi took a long breath after speaking.

"Interesting soul." The Prophet's body leaned back slightly.

Qian Cangyi shrugged his shoulders and did not answer.

The prophet looked at Qian Cangyi with meaningful eyes and said:

"You will choose the original path when the world changes."

"I'm different, I would choose to be the leader of the 'crazy'."

"Whether it's a world of intellect or a world of madness, I'm willing to lead the world forward."

"As you said, everyone is unique, and someone is destined to be a leader."

"I'm very happy with your answer."

"Tell me your name, and I'll take you to the cipherlands."

"Didn't you come here just to see the ciphertext?"

The Prophet stood up with his right hand on the ground.

"Wine glass Yisu." Qian Cangyi reported the name he had thought of before that was in line with the rules of Wika Village.

"Your name." The Prophet turned and walked towards the carved wooden door behind him.

Qian Cangyi took a second to think of a name:

"Anthony."

He stood up as well.

The Prophet nodded, and spoke:

"I've been researching ciphertext for a while, and I've found some clues."

The Prophet pushed the door open and walked into the bedroom.

Qian Cangyi followed closely behind the Prophet.

The bedroom is very empty, about forty or fifty square meters in size, with a window on the wall facing the door and a window on the right side to keep it airy.

In front of the wall on the left is a long black table with bowl-shaped vessels of unknown colors in them.

The Prophet walked to the long table, and directly in front of him was a black manuscript.

Qian Cang's eyes lit up, this manuscript was the "Veldra Manuscript" that he had been looking for.

Originally, he planned to wait until he attacked Wika Village and then look for it slowly, but he didn't expect to see it now.

Do you want to rob openly? Or steal?

Qian Cangyi's expression remained unchanged.

Judgment is made quickly in the mind.

Arthur was able to withstand bullets, and Arthur was a subordinate of the Prophet, who also had evil spells, and the unexpected situation could arise when he robbed him.

The Veldra Manuscript was so important to the Prophet that it could not have been stolen without knowing it, but only for a little time.

Both options were vetoed by him.

The Prophet did not notice the careful thinking of Qian Cangyi, and his attention was all about the manuscript.

"What is written in ciphertext?" Qian Cangyi was a little surprised, because the prophet had no intention of opening the manuscript, but simply placed his hands flat on top of the manuscript.

The Prophet did not reply, but grabbed the red powder from the vessel with his right hand and sprinkled it on the manuscript.

The Prophet's right index finger then began to draw several arc-like patterns on the cover of the manuscript, and then a strange and incomprehensible incantation came out of the Prophet's mouth.

Flames fluttered out of the red powder.

A phantasmagor, waving a branch, appeared in the leaping flames.

The Prophet took a step back, then knelt down and raised his hands.

An eeriely colored light appeared above the manuscript, a colorful light that resembled a dreamlike world.

Qian Cangyi didn't expect that the use of the "Vidrera Manuscript" was not to directly watch the content inside.

When the Prophet saw the light, he stood up again, then turned to Qian Cangyi and said:

"When you touch this light with me, you will be able to see the revelation of the 'truth'."

"The 'truth' will lead us to the answer."

The Prophet stepped aside a little, out of the way.

Qian Cangyi took two steps forward, then stretched out his right hand, and as he stretched out his right hand, the Prophet also extended his right hand.

Both of them touched the colored light above the manuscript at the same time with their right hands.

The "revelation" of the "truth".

The light gradually flowed down the arm throughout the body.

The thunder rang in his ears suddenly, and Qian Cangyi suddenly "came back to his senses", he didn't even blink, but suddenly came to the ocean.

The Prophet stood beside him, already familiar.

The sky was dark and black, and the storm stirred the water.

As soon as Qian Cang stretched out his hand, water droplets passed through his palm.

"New revelation ......," the prophet looked at Qian Cangyi's gaze with increasing appreciation.

Qian Cang was puzzled and asked:

"I ...... Where is this? ”

The Prophet replied:

"This is above the Villefort Sea, don't worry, we're just 'looking'."

"I've been here many times, and it's all sunny, but this time it's different."

During the thunderstorm, an oval-shaped island appeared on the sea ahead, and the same light flickered in the center of the island.

As soon as Qian Cang stared at the light, the name of an island came to his mind.

Sagura Island.

The strange island that once the crew of the Blue Pearl visited.

The islands are home to communicative natives who call themselves Sagura, as well as ...... The triangular eerie cave seems to hide all the secrets on this island.

Amid the thunder, there was a faint call.

The voice of the call seemed to repeat a certain passage, but the syllables of the passage were quite complex, more like a mantra in another language.

The light faded, and the surrounding scene returned to the bedroom of the prophet in the village of Wica.

Qian Cang looked around, and he actually had an illusory feeling, a feeling that seemed to be in a deep dream.

The Prophet turned his head, looked at Qian Cangyi with meaningful eyes, and then spoke:

"This revelation is quite special, and I need to be alone."

Qian Cang nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and quickly turned to leave, and he returned to Benjamin's cabin.

"You're not being discovered, are you?" When Benjamin saw Qian Cangyi, he immediately ran forward to ask.

Qian Cang shook his head and replied:

"No, I'll go out now."

"By the way, I told the Prophet that my name is Anthony, maybe you'll need it."

"If there's anything to meet, meet at the old place, I'll let someone pay attention."

"Be careful yourself."

Benjamin nodded.

Qian Cangyi had just stepped out of the door with his right foot, when he suddenly thought of something, he turned his head, pointed to the clothes on his body, and asked:

"Do you still want clothes?"

Benjamin shook his head.

Qian Cangyi first approached the sentry from the shadows, and waited for the invisibility cloak to take effect, and then sneaked over.

By the time 10 seconds had passed, he had already moved away from Gangshang, and then using the Eternal Sleep Clock and the guide of the Renewal Mound, he left the village of Wika without noticing.

Qian Cangyi first drew the terrain of Wika Village in his memory on paper, and then went to the designated place to meet.

"How?" Robert's face was nervous, and it was quite late at this time.

"It's time to contact Merman." Qian Cang nodded.

Preparation is sufficient, and it is difficult to know which believers will use sorcery if they continue to explore.

The next day, Rachel and Milo set off for East Beacon City, where Milo brought some supplies from the Wamir tribe, plus the situation in East Beacon City at this time, so they were ready to take the opportunity to exchange for some supplies.

It takes about half a month to make a round trip, and of course, overnight travel can shorten the journey by one-third.

……

Have to...... Marshall must be told.

The people of the village of Wika were about to leave.

Benjamin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his heart had already made up his mind.

Although the last time he brought Qian Cangyi in, it was not exposed, but the fact that Qian Cangyi infiltrated was still exposed after all, but this was not the reason why Benjamin was beaten.

The reason he was really beaten was because of ...... He eavesdropped on the conversations of believers.

Benjamin only found out about this today, since the last time he entered the palace in Wika Village, Benjamin had not seen the Prophet appear again, and the Prophet seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Today, some believers in the village of Wika are packing their belongings and seem to be preparing to leave.

In the conversation that Benjamin heard, the believers mentioned the "commands of the prophets", as if the "revelation" that Qian Cangyi had seen on the day he infiltrated the village of Wika had inspired the prophets.

At noon, Benjamin pushed the cart towards the sentry post.

This was not the time he should have left Wika Village, but it was too late, and he had to tell Kankuraichi about it right away.

In the scorching sun, Benjamin wiped the sweat from his forehead, his thin body hidden under the black robe, and his curved back creaked.

"How old are you now?" Last night's questioning came to Benjamin's mind.

"It's almost 10 years old...... Benjamin looked at himself in the mirror.

This is the mirror he asked Qian Cangyi to bring.

The mirror was round and had a white frame, and Benjamin looked at his face in the moonlight.

His right hand slowly stroked his cheek, and the wrinkles on his face did not look like a 10-year-old child at all.

The vague memories of before the age of 8 came to mind, and within a few months of being abducted, Benjamin's body directly crossed from childhood to old age.

"There will be a way to recover." Qian Cangyi knew that it was useless to say anything now, but he still wanted to comfort him.

Bean-sized tears fell to the ground.

Benjamin knew that there was little possibility.

The cultists in Wika Village don't have such skills at all, otherwise they wouldn't be hiding in Wika Village.

"I can...... Can I give you a hug? Benjamin looked up at Qian Cangyi.

"Absolutely." Qian Cang nodded.

Benjamin threw himself into Qian Cangyi's arms like a child, and all the grievances in his heart turned into tears and cries.

Qian Cangyi touched Benjamin's head with his right hand, looked up at the moon in the night sky, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that unfortunate people have their own misfortunes.

Benjamin came to the sentry, and as he thought, the cart was stopped by the guards of the sentry. Fupin Chinese