20 Confucius Jigsaw Puzzle 6
◎The Master wakes up◎
Everyone looked at the beads floating in the air and broke out in cold sweat.
If this really ends, who knows what the consequences will be.
A strong cold wind blew up from behind, raising a cloud of dust that hit everyone's sweaty skin.
…
That's not right.
Someone was stunned.
It’s so dark and scorching, where does the cool breeze and dust come from?
Someone subconsciously looked behind him and was stunned.
This cool breeze is not natural wind at all, and the dust is not dust blown up from the ground, but the dust covering the huge statue of Confucius!
Because the statue of Confucius behind them suddenly moved.
At this moment, the system lit up a red light and sounded a piercing alarm: [Level 1 Alarm! Due to the audience's puzzle failure, the Confucius statue has awakened prematurely. Now, please prepare to escape!]
In the endless darkness, the statue that was almost six stories high slowly bent down, bringing up a gust of wind that blew everyone to and fro.
The old man Confucius had his hands folded in front of his chest, which were now behind his back. He leaned forward and stared at them without blinking with a pair of eyes that were painted in a mess by Helan Dao.
He slowly opened his mouth and let out a rumbling sound like a steam train: "Oh, children, did you find my puzzle?"
The ending note drags on for a long time, and the sound echoes in the empty sky and earth, like ripples on the water, spreading out layer by layer.
The sound frightened everyone, and no one dared to speak. The statue of Confucius' eyes slowly turned downward, lingering briefly on the six beads. Then, with a dead air, it stared at everyone, making them feel uneasy.
The statue of Confucius sighed and shook its head. "It seems the children don't want to fulfill an old man like me's only wish... Never mind, never mind. I'm not popular to begin with. If that's the case, there's no need for you to stay here any longer... What a shame."
Confucius said with a disappointed tone, "It's just that one finishing touch. It seems like it's almost finished, but it stops at the last step. What a pity."
Everyone frowned slightly: This tone doesn't sound right.
Sure enough, everyone saw the statue of Confucius stretching out his right hand, palm facing down, towards everyone.
"Goodbye, my children."
Zhu Heng turned his head suddenly and glanced at Helan Dao.
Helan Dao raised his eyebrows and looked over innocently: "Don't look at me, I don't know anything."
Seeing the giant hand coming towards them, like a dark cloud covering their heads, everyone felt a chill in their hearts and fled in panic.
On the dark ground, six small points of light fled in all directions, running around aimlessly, avoiding the physical attacks from the statue of Confucius.
The giant hand slammed into the ground, sending up a cloud of dust and causing the ground to sink.
But the giant hand was unharmed. It raised itself up and pounced towards the nearest drake.
The duck-voiced man screamed in fear, fell down, and then rolled and crawled up, barely avoiding the giant palm.
He ran forward desperately, with six beads following behind him, floating in the air like headless flies and running around everywhere.
The six beads hit everyone's heads and then went through their waists.
Like a stumbling block, it disturbed the duck's voice and made him groan in pain. He looked at the others who were running faster than the others, and a look of despair appeared on his face.
I'm afraid I won't die here.
He was panting and his pace gradually slowed down.
"What are you doing? Run!" Dad's voice suddenly came from behind.
The duck-voiced man was stunned, and out of the corner of his eye he saw his father following him, running out of breath.
He was also wearing the black robe that Wang Kunshu had dug out, which represented dress etiquette. I don't know when he put it on. The long robe slowed down his speed and was in the way.
The duck-voiced man suddenly seemed to be invigorated, and his feet regained strength. He rushed forward as his father chased him: "Dad! Why are you lagging behind me?"
The old man glanced up and, after hearing the duck-voiced words, he yelled, "I was just about to ask you something! What are you doing running in front of me, blocking my way?"
Drake voice: “?”
I swear to God, he ran in a direction where there was no one.
Before he could react, there were a few more gasps around him.
The duck-voiced man turned around and saw four people, including Zhu Heng, running beside him, almost parallel to him.
What he didn't expect was that Wang Kunshu, who looked petite and weak, ran the fastest; Xu Wenjun was not bad either, and she didn't even take a breath when running.
In comparison, Zhu Heng and Helan Dao were a bit embarrassing.
One of them staggered while holding his left chest, while the other one... ran leisurely in the garden.
Yes, you read that right, a walk.
Relying on his long legs, he was unrestrained and his pace was almost as fast as a duck running for his life.
Or is he still human?
The duck-voiced man spat and jumped up in anger: "Damn it! Why are you all gathering here? Run away, run away! Are you trying to get caught in one fell swoop?"
It should be Helan Dao's voice that answered him: "Do you think I want to?"
As he spoke, Helan Dao calmly raised his chin in a certain direction, indicating him to look over there.
What does that mean? Drake was stunned for a moment.
He didn't understand, so he had to look in the direction where Helan Dao's chin was pointing, and then his gaze fixed on it.
In mid-air, the six dazzling beads began to follow behind them at some point, and surrounded them, spinning rapidly and disorderly, like a hoop, forming a circle around them.
Everyone is in this circle. Although their movements are not restricted, they cannot get out of it.
The duck-voiced man cursed inwardly.
I almost forgot, these beads are the same as the statue of Confucius!
Someone tried to squeeze out from the gap between the rotating beads, but as soon as he took a step, he was mercilessly hit back by the beads.
"Children, why don't you run away?" In the darkness, the statue of Confucius made a loud rumbling sound, causing the earth to tremble.
It laughed hoarsely, turned its palms downward, and pressed towards the top of everyone's head.
A gust of wind approached, and everyone subconsciously hugged their heads, thinking to themselves it was over!
In an instant, the sounds in my ears stopped and there was silence all around.
There was no pain of being crushed into pulp as I had imagined, and the ground beneath my feet was extremely quiet. It seemed as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
Everyone looked up in panic, only to see a translucent wall of light rising in front of them, like a golden bell, protecting them. The six beads were embedded in the wall of light, one connected to the other, creating a temporarily safe world for them.
Some strange noises gradually began to be heard around, like something was making a buzzing sound.
Everyone almost thought that the golden bell cover was broken and was shocked again.
Zhu Heng listened intently for a moment, and then calmed everyone down with one sentence: "It's the sound of the beads."
Everyone was stunned after hearing this.
I calmed down, pricked up my ears and looked carefully - they were really beads.
Those beads were like chirping birds, chattering at them. They couldn't understand what they were saying, but their tone sounded a little anxious.
They didn't seem to want to hurt them, but it also seemed like they wanted their help with something.
Everyone couldn't help but think, it would be great if there was a translator.
The translation arrived instantly, and the system went online with a swish: [As the saying goes, a favor must be repaid. To all viewers whose lives were saved by the beads, in order to repay the beads' kindness, please immediately complete the following new task: Fulfill the beads' wish - awaken Confucius.]
Wake up Confucius?
Everyone looked at the beads and jumped up and down excitedly. If they had faces, their expressions would definitely be filled with anticipation.
He looked stiffly at the statue of Confucius above his head, which was still going mad.
What kind of hellish mission is this...
Just as everyone was thinking about it, the huge statue of Confucius in the air suddenly slowed down.
Through this solid golden bell, everyone saw it slowly turning its neck, bewildered and at a loss.
Everyone was stunned.
Can't see them?
"Children... my good children... where are you?" the statue gasped. In the darkness, its hunched figure was reflected on the golden bell. "Oh, I see. You want to play hide-and-seek with me, right?"
No one dared to breathe.
The statue coughed a few more times, its tone gradually becoming colder: "But I'm old and can't play anymore, so..."
"Don't hide."
As soon as the statue finished speaking, everyone heard a rustling noise, as if something was scraping across the ground, making a crackling sound.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw an icy blue light emanating from the ground beneath their feet, and a thin layer of white ice formed, which extended outward in an instant. Almost in an instant, the entire earth was frozen for thousands of miles.
The air temperature suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees. Everyone shivered violently, and frost covered their eyebrows and eyelashes in an instant.
His brain was a little unclear from the cold, and he looked dead.
What's worse is that the ice on the soles of their feet is climbing up their calves, and it is about to freeze their bodies completely, unless they leave the Golden Bell and return to Confucius' sight.
Or, complete the bead's awakening mission.
At this moment, the Golden Bell suddenly moved.
The six beads chirped and clattered, peeling off from the wall of light and falling to the ground in a row, forming a six-step staircase.
The golden bell protecting them naturally disappeared, and the statue of Confucius noticed everyone's whereabouts almost instantly: "Oh, I found you."
It raised its giant paw and swooped down on them again.
The ice on the soles of their feet continued to attack everyone's bodies.
Everyone reflexively ran up the stairs.
The man with the duck voice, Dad, Xu Wenjun, Wang Kunshu... the four of them stepped onto the stairs one after another. Helan Dao and Zhu Heng followed behind, with a distance of half a meter between their front and back feet.
Zhu Heng saw that Helan Dao had stepped onto the second to last step. Just as he was about to step over, there was a sudden noise and the clay doll in his pocket fell out, lying face down at his feet.
He hesitated for a moment, but decided to pick it up. As soon as he bent down, he saw that the stairs over there were already moving with everyone on them.
Everyone glanced at the giant hand that was getting closer and closer overhead, and hurriedly urged him, "Come up, quick!"
The ice climbed up Zhu Heng's calves. He picked up the clay doll and turned around to run before he was frozen.
"Come here." Helan Dao was the closest and stretched out his hand to him.
A strong wind rushed towards him, and Helan Dao's body stretched out an extreme arc.
When the fingertips were only a millimeter apart, Zhu Heng subconsciously curled his fingers and retracted his hand. In just a moment, the ice that had already spread to his legs froze to his waist.
He lowered his eyes, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Helan Dao's long, bony fingers reach for nothing. The ice continued to spread with overwhelming force, and the fingertips of his right hand were once gray, and then instantly covered with a layer of light blue ice film.
And in the next second, Helan Dao reached forward again and grasped his wrist with his palm.
As a huge pulling force came, Zhu Heng was pulled forward - towards Helan Road.
The temperature in Helan Dao's palms continued to rise, quickly dispelling the ice on his fingertips.
Zhu Heng crashed heavily into his arms. The wound on his left chest had not yet healed, and it hurt him.
Helan Dao grabbed him and said, "Why are you running?"
At this moment, the giant palm of the Confucius statue came down, and the steps built with beads just moved to the side, avoiding the attack.
The thin ice on the ground was broken into pieces, emitting crystal clear light.
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