Chapter 87 Cracking and Infiltrating "Text?!" Everyone was shocked...
"Writing?!" Everyone looked at Tou Dian in surprise.
Tou Dian nodded thoughtfully, then took out a pen and drew a pattern on the back of the photo.
“Look at this, I feel like I’ve seen these words before, but I can’t remember where.”
Several people huddled together, heads close together, using the light to look at the words that the indigo light indicated on the photograph.
“Never seen it before,” Tou Qing was the first to shake his head and speak.
“I’ve never seen it either,” Tou Lü added.
"No," Tou Zi continued.
"I don't remember," Touhuang replied.
The Jingqian and Jinglan sisters shook their heads in unison, indicating that they had never seen it before.
Tou Lan frowned and shook her head.
Everyone turned their attention to Touhui and Sangzhitao.
Sang Zhitao waved her hand: "Don't ask me. I left the palace too young and have been living in the garbage city all this time. I don't know anything."
Looking at Touhui again, he frowned, touched his chin thoughtfully, and then hesitated before saying, "I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."
"You've seen him before?!" Everyone looked at him in surprise. "Where?"
Touhui shook his head: "I don't remember, but it must have been a long time ago."
Tou Dian compared several photos, copied down a few symbols, and wrote a few more next to them before looking at Tou Hui: "How about this?"
Touhui looked at it and shook his head.
Tou Dian frowned, looked at the few words, wrote a few more, and looked up at Tou Hui.
Touhui shook his head again.
After a long silence, Tou Dian wrote a few more words.
"What's the difference between these?" Before Touhui could shake his head, Touqing asked curiously from the side.
“It’s a variant of these symbols,” Tou Dian said after thinking for a moment. “I’m not sure which script it is, but I’ve adjusted them to try and get closer to the script that matches my memory.”
Tou Qing was confused, but didn't say anything and just nodded.
So, Tou Dian wrote it back and forth more than a dozen times, and Tou Hui shook his head more than a dozen times.
Aside from the one who was interested in the translucent yellow, he stayed with them to solve the puzzle, while everyone else hid aside and did their own thing.
The Jingqian sisters and Tou Lv and Tou Zi are about the same age, so they got together and started playing games.
Sang Zhitao and Tou Lan were working on a new plan, while Tou Qing was running around in different directions, occasionally practicing his punches and kicks on the side.
As the afternoon approached, Sang Zhitao had already woken up from her nap, while Tou Dian and the other two were still deciphering the symbols, having already written dozens of photos.
"Still haven't found it?" Sang Zhitao yawned and sleepily approached the three of them.
Translucent gray and translucent yellow rubbed their necks and shook their heads wearily.
Tou Dian's eyes also showed a hint of tiredness and dazedness. He looked at the photos scattered on the ground, carefully flipping through them for a long time before hesitantly writing a few words in the blank space.
These characters were written extremely slowly, each stroke seemingly carrying immense force.
As the first character was completed, Touhui watched his pen with a solemn expression, his face growing paler with each character he wrote.
Seeing that he was staring intently at the movements in Tou Dian's hands, Tou Huang couldn't help but look over out of curiosity. As soon as he looked, his kneading motion also froze.
"This is... a divine rune of the Mirror Clan?!" Touhui murmured softly.
But in this empty pipe, even the faintest sounds were amplified countless times, and this murmur reached everyone's ears.
They were stunned for a moment before turning around to look at the three people in the gray robes.
Tou Lan was the first to react. She exchanged a glance with Sang Zhi Tao and quickly stood up to go over.
"It really is true." He stared at the words for a long time before sighing.
“Divine runes…?” Tou Dian stared at the text for a long time before finally uttering two words.
"You don't know?" Tou Lan asked, somewhat surprised. "Then how did you write it?"
Tou Dian's eyes reddened, and her voice choked with emotion: "This is what my mother taught me. I don't know what it means, but I know it's a kind of writing."
Upon hearing this, Tou Lan sighed deeply, patted his head, and offered him silent comfort.
"So, what does this mean?" Sang Zhitao asked curiously.
Both Tou Lan and Tou Hui showed a hint of embarrassment, especially Tou Lan, who touched her nose and replied shyly, "This is a script that only priests can understand. I am not a priest, so I can't understand it."
Sang Zhitao sighed regretfully, "Alright, it seems this road is blocked again."
Tou Lan glanced at his sister out of the corner of his eye, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and replied, "It's not like there's no other way."
Seeing Sang Zhitao looking at her with a puzzled expression, Tou Lan pointed at Jing Qian and her sister and said, "Although I am also a descendant of the priests, I only have the bloodline but not the power of the bloodline. Only the descendants of the priests who have the power of the bloodline can become priests, and Jing Qian and her sister are priests."
"But they haven't learned these characters either, is that alright?" Sang Zhitao frowned, somewhat worried.
Tou Lan smiled and shook his head: "The divine runes are engraved in the bloodline of the priests, so there is no need to learn them."
Before Sang Zhitao could ask any further questions, he beckoned to his two younger sisters and pointed to the characters, saying, "The divine runes are engraved in our blood. Come and see if you can read them."
Jingqian and Jinglan looked at each other, stood obediently in front of Tou Dian, took the photo with the text on it, and stared at the text intently without moving.
The others stood carefully to the side, not daring to make a sound, lest they interrupt the two's reading.
After a long while, Touqing couldn't help but move her foot, making a crisp sound.
Apart from the Jingqian sisters, everyone else turned to look at him.
Touqing was startled, blushed, clasped her hands in apology, and squatted to the side, too afraid to move.
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but smile silently before continuing to look at the Jingqian sisters.
After a long while, the two sisters finally looked up at their brother.
Seeing this, Tou Lan patted the two of them on the head before saying, "Did you understand?"
The two sisters looked at each other and nodded.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and watched the two sisters wait for their answer. After thinking for a moment, the sisters pointed to one of the patterns.
Tou Lan glanced around before looking up at her sisters: "Are you sure this is the entrance?"
The two sisters nodded in unison.
“Tou Dian, which manhole cover does this divine pattern come from?” Tou Lan turned to look at Tou Dian.
Tou Dian took it, looked at it for a while, and then started searching through the pile of photos.
He flipped through the photos, comparing them as he went, and it took him a while to find the variant of the divine pattern in the very first photo.
He then compared the photos of the manhole covers and pointed to one of them, saying, "This one."
Looking at the photo of the manhole cover, the group exchanged bewildered glances. They had forgotten to number it after taking the picture, and for a moment they really didn't know which manhole cover in the photo belonged to which one.
"How about we compare them one by one after we go up tonight?" Tou Lan said somewhat awkwardly.
“From left, third row, top.” Tou Zi suddenly spoke up.
The group was taken aback and looked at Tou Zi. Sang Zhi Tao asked hesitantly, "Are you sure?"
Tou Zi nodded obediently.
Seeing this, no one said anything more, and they planned to wait until dark to go upstairs and make a careful determination.
Now that they've found a way to identify it, even if Tou Zi misremembered, it won't take long to compare again. So they naturally relaxed and started preparing what they needed for the evening.
"Let's prepare some explosives, just in case there's a fence or something in the middle, we can blow it up," Sang Zhitao reminded her, recalling a movie she'd seen on Earth.
Translucent Yellow and Translucent Gray were adjusting their weapons when they heard this. They nodded and began rummaging through their packs.
Time always flies when you're busy, and by the time they finished everything, it was almost midnight.
"Quick, be careful." Touqing carefully pried open the manhole cover, looked around a few times, and then quickly climbed out and pulled the others up.
"Tou Dian, go and compare it with the top of the third row from the left," Tou Lan hurriedly said to Tou Dian.
Tou Dian nodded, quickly walked to the manhole cover, took a flashlight, found an angle to shine it, carefully compared the patterns, found the location of the divine pattern, and compared them.
Not long after, he stood up and nodded to everyone: "That's right."
The group of people, their faces beaming with joy, immediately stepped forward, lifted the manhole cover, and quickly climbed down one by one.
After the last bit of water had gone in, the manhole cover was gently closed, and the alley returned to its usual tranquility.
Just a moment later, a familiar person came into the alley, squatted down, and carefully stroked the pattern on the manhole cover.
A short while later, several more people burst in and said to the man, "Boss, we've shaken them off."
A cloud drifted away quietly, and moonlight spilled into the alley, falling on the person speaking. This person was Touka, Mingcai's subordinate in the mine, while the person squatting on the ground was Mingcai.
Even the handsome man who committed the murder was standing nearby, but the woman named Qingbai was nowhere to be seen.
Touka looked at the manhole cover, frowned, and asked in confusion, "Boss, we don't have a priest, so we can't read the divine runes."
Mingcai squinted at the handsome man: "Toufeng, where are the people I asked you to prepare?"
Toufeng nodded silently, then turned around and pulled a small boy in from outside, shoving him forward.
The boy was only eleven or twelve years old. Half of his face was covered in burns, but the undamaged half revealed his handsome features.
He looked at the man in front of him with some fear, his mind filled with the man's cold indifference to killing.
Mingcai looked at the boy and smirked, "Find the divine runes, decipher them for me, and I'll let you go. Otherwise..."
Upon hearing this, the boy immediately squatted down and felt for the pattern on the manhole cover, but his trembling body revealed his inner fear.
Mingcai silently stood up and stepped back a little, which calmed the boy's fear slightly.
After a long while, the boy finally finished touching all the manhole covers, then lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly.
After a while, he was covered in sweat and his face was pale as he pointed to the manhole covers and said one by one, "Mansion number seven, mansion number eight..."
After reciting the divine runes on the manhole cover one by one, the boy could no longer hold on and his vision went black as he was about to faint.
Mingcai stepped forward and supported the person, then picked them up and threw them into Touka's arms before looking at Touka: "What is the number of the Duke's mansion?"
After a moment's thought, Toufeng said, "Mansion number twelve."
Mingcai nodded, stood in front of the manhole cover at Mansion No. 12, thought for a moment, and then said, "I'll take some men down there. Toufeng, you send the people back. Touka, arrange for the bombing to start tomorrow at noon."
"Boss, how about..." Before he could finish speaking, Mingcai interrupted him with a look.
“With our capabilities, a direct confrontation would be pointless.” After thinking for a moment, Mingcai added, “Tomorrow, let those miners take action.”
Toufeng understood what he meant. Tomorrow, all the miners attacking would just be cannon fodder; the real focus would be on those who went into the pipes. Although he felt some pity for the innocent, Toufeng knew that in Mingcai's eyes, they were all the price that had to be paid...
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