For some reason, Chen Hao's heartbeat and blood flow accelerated, as if he was indignant for this man and felt worthless!

"The adulterer abandoned me in this underground palace. He didn't expect that my consciousness had not dissipated. I found the recorder I brought from China to this island. After I finished recording, I would cut my stomach and put the recorder in my stomach."

Hearing this, Cui Wenxi's scalp became numb and cold lights stood upside down.

All this is too creepy.

Whether it is being refined into a puppet when consciously, or cutting off one's belly by oneself, it is all too terrible and beyond the scope of acceptance of ordinary people.

Even though Choi Wenxi is fierce and indifferent by nature, she still can't accept it at this moment.

On the contrary, Chen Hao did not show any fear at this time.

At this moment, Chen Hao felt only angry and sad.

The person who recorded this video suffered too much for a woman.

"Why do I have such a deep emotional resonance with him?"

Chen Hao felt the corners of his eyes were wet, which surprised him.

He just fell into an emotional vortex and couldn't extricate himself. Now he has just withdrawn and returned to reality and id.

"The person who listens to my recordings doesn't have to cry."

This sentence shocked Chen Hao again.

How could the person who recorded the audio know that he was crying?

This man left a recording a hundred years ago, how could he know the reaction of his later generation?

"You don't have to cry. If you are indignant for me, please...yes, I know this request is too much, but I still want to say, if possible, please avenge me."

"My 'wife' is named Refya, and the adulterer is named Cruton. I know that they have a long life. If they are not surprised, they should still live in this world within one hundred and fifty years to two hundred years after my death."

"So, later generations, if they are not dead, please kill them, cut off their heads, and let me die with peace of mind."

"Oh, by the way...what should I say? Sorry, I'm in a mess now. Everything I said is not organized, please forgive me."

"This strand of consciousness of mine may not last for too long, and may dissipate immediately, or may exist for a long time because of obsession. However, once it exists for a long time, he may become a demon."

"After becoming a demon, I... I may be crazy and attack you. I hope you can not be hurt. I know you will definitely not die, because you have died and I can't hear this recording of me."

"Let me talk about my identity and... your identity as a later generation."

Chen Hao's heart thumped, and Cui Wenxi also showed doubts.

It's nothing strange for this recorder to talk about his own identity.

But why did this recorder talk about the identities of these two latecomers a hundred years ago?

"Is it strange? Why do I know your identity? Haha, because you are my junior, and because you are my junior, you can trigger my recording and you can hear this recording."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao and Choi Wenxi both looked at each other.

Who is the younger generation of this recorder?

"I am a disciple of the Medicine King Sect. The reason why I came here... Forget it, these are no longer important. What is important is that you are also the descendant of the Medicine King Sect. Because you and I have the same sect and the same origin, this recording can be triggered."

Medicine King Sect!?

Chen Hao's heart trembled.

This is the first time he has heard of this name.

But his intuition told him that the Medicine King Sect was closely related to him and his mysterious master!

"Later, I don't know if you have been to a primitive tribe, nor do you know if you learned from that primitive tribe that I came to the center of the island and found a way to go home."

This sentence once again made Chen Hao's pupils shrink.

The only hope for the Chinese senior he was pursuing was that he had... had died a hundred years ago!?

Chen Hao sat on the ground, his face so bleak that it was not bloody at all.

He can't accept this result!

"The above is not important. What is important is that I will tell you how to return to China."

Chen Hao was stunned.

After great sorrow, there is a great joy, and there is another village with dark willows and flowers?

"Yes, I found my way home, but because of my wife, I gave up returning to China. Why didn't I take her back with me? Because the way home is not allowed."

"That road only allows people from outside to leave Changsheng Island, and does not allow the indigenous people of Changsheng Island to leave unless... unless you have extremely strong strength to break this rule."

Chen Hao's mood, which had just gotten better, fell to the bottom again.

Can't take the indigenous people away?

What should I do with Wanwan from the ancient tea tribe?

He once promised Wanwan that he would find a way home and take Wanwan home.

But now, all this will not be allowed?

"How should I explain to Wanwan?"

Chen Hao felt bitter in his heart, and everything about today made him feel confused.

The recording continued, and Chen Hao had to temporarily put away his thoughts and listen carefully.

"I don't know if you have heard of the sacred tree in the middle of the island. That's right, the way home is in that sacred tree. Every year, the sacred tree will open up a road to the outside world for sacrifices on the island."

"I discovered this road in the first year of my visit. In the first year, I wanted to take my 'wife' away, but unfortunately I failed. In the second and third years, I finally gave up on this idea. But what awaited me was a shameful betrayal."

The recording was silent for a while.

Chen Hao was not in a hurry. If he were the recorder, he would not be able to concentrate on stating something, and would unconsciously think of being betrayed and fall into anger.

It took about a minute before the recording continued.

"Sorry. Let's continue now. If you want to go back, you need to be qualified to participate in the sacrifice first. Only in this way can you approach the sacred tree. Then, you need to get something, which belongs to the elves..."

"Crack..."

A harsh electric current sound made Chen Hao frown.

I don’t know if it was the recorder damaged or the recorder felt that his consciousness was about to dissipate. The last few sentences were recorded in a hurry, which caused Chen Hao to not hear the most critical information clearly.

However, although there is an electric sound, Chen Hao still heard some syllables. Through these vague syllables, he could analyze, guess and judge.

The recording ended, and Chen Hao put the statue back into the room.

"I don't know that you are my senior brother, uncle, or master, but you must be my senior, so... how could your request to me be considered a reluctant request?"

"Don't worry, senior, I will definitely find a way to avenge you!"
Chapter completed!