Looking back at that period of history, Izamna first woke up and wandered the land alone to meet the ignorant Maya.
Because of loneliness, he became friends with the Mayans, helped the Mayans create words by virtue of the natural wisdom of the first generation, taught the Mayans to farm, was respected and worshipped by all, and he also enjoyed the happiness of getting along with others.
But when his memory is restored, he is disgusted with his own actions and spits on himself who once lived with humble human beings, so he is angry and will destroy everything.
Lu Chen walked with Ischer layer by layer. Ischer translated and thought for himself.
"Mr. Lu, do you think the entrance will be a pyramid?"
Suddenly Ischer got up and asked
"It seems most likely at present."
Lu Chen also has the greatest possibility of finding landmark buildings in Chilan and Grace villages, but the entrance is the most possible.
It’s not that he didn’t want to tear down the pyramid by violence, but he was discouraged for the same reason that Minamoto Chisei once advised him. The Nibelungen entrance and exit is not something that needs strength. They need to cross a special surface.
If he tore down the pyramid, they wouldn’t find the original entrance.
Ischer gently read a sentence, "When the blue moon comes, fate will eventually change, and the stars will move … I may have guessed Mr. Lu, where are you looking for?"
"I’m not good at crossword puzzles."
Lu Chen shrugged his shoulders, which means you study hard.
"In our Mayan culture, pyramid construction is very particular about astronomy."
Ischer pointed to the foot pyramid. "There are 91 steps on all sides of the pyramid, which add up to 364, which is the top floor. The only one is exactly 365 days in a year, and in our ancient chronology, it is 52 years in a cycle."
She pointed to the sky, "There is a’ gate hole’ in the blue moon cycle. I think there is a door you want to find in this sentence."
Chapter two hundred and ninety-nine Painting pear clothes to help stop bleeding …
Ischer said, "Mr. Lu, take me there."
Lu Chen grabbed Ischer and jumped without asking anything.
Ischer pyramid looks up at the pyramid structure. "As I just said, the Mayan pyramids are very particular about construction, and there are 52 reliefs representing the 52 years of Maya in the first century."
She paused for a relief not far from the left. "If the ancestors built it according to the calendar, the comparison should be that you are looking for a door and metaphysics now, then this relief represents the entrance."
"Is there anything to say?"
Liu Chen curious way
"Because according to the Mayan calendar, this year is a new cycle, the first year in 52 years."
Ischer shrugged. "But I’m not sure. I don’t know if your search for the entrance will change at any time."
"The first year?"
Lu Chen mused, "Didn’t you Mayans predict that the year 212 would be the last solar age and the world would be destroyed?"
Ischer explained that "prophecy is a very general statement that predicts the last solar age, and it does not mean that the end of the reincarnation year actually predicts that the world should be destroyed in the fourth year of this reincarnation."
Listen to the lost in thought.
Lu Chen may not have noticed it, but she found it by coincidence.
The new reincarnation happened to be the year when Lu Fei entered school, and the end of the solar age was the fourth year, which happened to be the fourth year of college, which seemed to correspond to the four monarchs.
But she vaguely felt that everything seemed to be out of order, and the prediction was no longer accurate. After all, Lu Chen had hacked to death the bronze dragon king before Lu Fei entered school.
Lu Chen went to the relief and stood at the edge of the pyramid. From the outside, it looked like a quetzalcoatl, like a snake, like a dragon with a huge mouth, like a mural of a quetzalcoatl flying at the end of a tunnel leading to hell.
He cut his fingertips and raised his hand to smear Quetzalcoates’ mouth … and no vision happened.
"Gdzilla, let me try."
Painting pear clothes came over, and now she knows that the living spirits are looking at blood, but she is a little upset. Why don’t the living spirits give Gdzilla the door?
Lu Chen’s distressed eyes were painted with pear clothes, and the fingertips of Cong Yunjian lightly pricked the white jade finger, jumping out of the glittering and translucent blood beads and painting pear clothes, reaching out and smearing them, but there was still no response.
Tiancongyun’s self-healing ability of painting pear clothes was closed in an instant because it was very sharp and gently pierced the exit and the eye of a needle.
Painted pear clothes, Liu Chen was bleeding, and his fingers were still bleeding. Gdzilla was very rough. Just draw a little, but he was careless and drew a centimeter-long wound.
Lu Chen looked at the painting pear clothes close to himself, and he was caught by the painting pear clothes before he reacted.
"won’t Gdzilla hurt?"
Looking at Liu Chen’s bleeding more and more slowly, Liu Chen painted a pear dress and kept her face close again in her unexpected eyes.
For a moment, Lu Chen felt that his fingers were wrapped in a warm, moist, slippery, and there was heat in them. His keen sense of touch could also sense the soft, warm and slippery thing. His fingers slid across his wound and wrapped it.
"Painting, painting pear clothes?"
I don’t know if Lu Chen actually feels that his blood is unstable and his blood is boiling. Even if he doesn’t deliberately heal for a minute, he can stop bleeding and heal the wound. It’s a little uncontrollable.
Painting pear clothes noticed that the sweet smell was gradually spreading in the mouth, and there were some doubts. She saw in the animation a few days ago that everyone handled the wound like this, saying that if you lick it with saliva, it would not be infected and it would speed up healing.
She also questioned the elder sister Milanella, who patted her shoulder kindly and encouraged herself.
But what Gdzilla seems to be bleeding faster instead of stopping bleeding?
Inexplicably competitive, I rose to paint pear clothes and admitted that I must help Gdzilla stop bleeding successfully!
Deep and remote blue luminous girl’s face is carved like a sculpture, and her lips are as soft as cherry blossoms, and her fingers are further tightened. Lu Chen suddenly feels that her fingers are wrapped more tightly.
Lu Chenbai painted pear clothes to help him stop bleeding. When he was a child, his fingers hurt and he contained one himself.
But later, when they became secret blood fighters, they didn’t pay so much attention to minor injuries, regardless of major injuries. Generally, they are less susceptible to infection.
But … I don’t know if something is wrong with him. What does he feel like? It’s common to stop bleeding with saliva with fingers. It’s a little inexplicable … Is it sexy?
At that time, Lu Chen forgot to manipulate the bloodline to accelerate the healing of local injuries.
