The wind channel in the dark grid seems to be preset, which can only make the Panpipe play a simple love song.

But Manda\'s technique is much better. He can not only play the flute, but also play a magnificent war song.

As soon as the flute sounded, the face and tentacles on the rock wall disappeared. Chuyt and kersto, who were still lingering on the ground, suddenly stood up and walked side by side to the huge rock.

They put their hands on the rock, and the muscles of their arms bulged inch by inch. With the passionate melody of the war song, they slowly pushed the boulder outside the cave.

Manda is very satisfied with their performance. Of course, the sound of the Panpipe is softer. If it is changed to a trumpet, its appeal will be stronger.

When she found the exit, Manda retreated while playing the flute, but retreated to the hole but stopped again.

The war song made him hot blooded and his mind more focused. He thought of a serious problem.

Now go out from here, they will continue to get lost in the cave without the shackles of the Panpipe, and Typhon will attack them at any time.

Unless Manda kept playing the flute until she died, and they couldn\'t leave the cave after all.

How can I get out?

Manda turned her attention to the third mural.

On this mural, Manda also saw the shadow of gold coins, which proved that there was a treasure behind the painting.

What could this be, baby?

First of all, according to common sense, the panxiao belongs to pan God, so another treasure must belong to tifeng.

This is not a blind guess. First of all, we can be sure that the one trapped here is not tifeng. Otherwise, let alone the artifact of Pan God, even pan himself can\'t trap him when he comes.

The real Typhon often haunts the haze Valley and is expanding his believers, and it should be part of his strength to be trapped here.

Where does his power rest? It must be on some treasure.

If we can destroy the treasure, we can completely destroy the power of TIPHON, and they can leave the cave safely.

Although there is little basis, Manda thinks his speculation is very reasonable. Moreover, it is not a criminal investigation now. Manda does not need to find evidence for each step of his reasoning. When life and death are at stake, all methods are worth trying.

Manda winked at Cousteau. He was impressed that the young man was proficient in many musical instruments.

Cousteau understood what Manda meant. He could play the flute, too.

Manda handed him the flute. The music was still lingering. Kesto almost seamlessly connected and immediately began to play.

But the music style changed, and he blew a touching little love song again.

Looking at the eye contact between him and chuyt, Manda didn\'t care and decided to give them some private space.

He went to the mural and took a deep breath.

He was curious about what the deity of Typhon looked like.

According to the temple book, Typhon rarely used weapons. His 100 arms could hold a mountain and fight the gods.

Since it\'s not a weapon, or something else? His feathers? Hair? Scales? Or

When Manda pulled open the mural, the answer immediately appeared in front of her.

It\'s a harp, a very exquisite fourteen string harp.

I didn\'t expect that Typhon was a man who loved art. The temple book only described his vulgar and cruel side, which was obviously biased.

Ketifeng\'s body is as strong as a mountain. Is this piano a little smaller for him?

I can\'t think so. The size of artifact can be changed, just like aegis and lightning scepter. It doesn\'t look very big, but in the hands of Zeus, the size must be several times larger.

Manda took out her harp and was imagining tifeng playing the harp. Suddenly, there was a loud noise and the whole cave was shaking.

The rubble fell, the dust was flying, and hundreds of voices sounded at the same time.

"I never owe money. Next time I meet, I will realize one of your wishes!"

Well, what does that mean? What is not in debt? What wish?

The cave gradually calmed down without a sound.

Manda was still in a daze. Suddenly, Ogg woke up, rubbed his head and said, "the great prophet woke me up. He said he knew the way out and could take us out of here."

Manda looked down at Ogg: "didn\'t you say that the eyes of the great prophet were covered?"

Ogg closed his eyes, communicated with the gods for a moment, and said to Manda, "the man who covered the prophet\'s eyes has left."

He\'s gone. Typhon\'s gone.

Manda let Tiffany out himself, perhaps part of Tiffany.

Looking at the flute beside kersto\'s mouth and the harp in her hand, Manda realized that she had done a terrible thing.

When they left the cave, it was late at night. They only walked for one day, but they felt that they had stayed in the cave for a year.

The lioness came forward and hugged Manda and wiped the blood and dust on his face.

Manda Qiang squeezed out a smile, but her eyes were very lax, as if her mind was still in the cave.

"What\'s the matter? No harvest?" asked the lioness.

"Yes, of course. The harvest is full, but I can\'t tell you now."

"The harvest is full, and you are still alive. Isn\'t it worth being happy?"

"I\'m happy, very happy. Can\'t you see how happy I am? Let\'s find a place to have a rest first. I\'m just a little tired."

The camp in the mountain was burned down, and everyone could only sleep in the tent. Manda didn\'t sleep almost all night. Seeing that he was worried, the lioness turned to ask the other three people, but they kept their mouth shut and didn\'t reveal a word.

The next day, Manda handed over the brittle rock mountain to ziegesse and led them back to parrot city. When they arrived at the castle, Manda found the most secret room and summoned the old goat.

The reason why we didn\'t summon the old goat on the brittle rock mountain was that we were afraid that the wall would hear the news, and that we hadn\'t prepared how to explain it.

In fact, Manda hasn\'t figured out how to explain yet. His idea now is simply not to explain.

"Dear guest, congratulations. You found those cows within the specified time limit, and the gods gave you a reward."

Manda smiled hard: "great, there are rewards. I didn\'t expect it."

The old goat was stunned, took out a pure God blood stone and said, "don\'t you want it?"

"Yes, of course. How can I not?" Manda took over the divine blood stone. "With this piece, really, I\'ll be promoted soon. Great..."

The old goat frowned, "what happened?"

"No, nothing happened..."

"If you don\'t say I can go."

"No, don\'t worry," Manda opened the Styx island and took out the Panpipe. "In fact, I also have a gift for you."

When the old goat saw the flute, his face suddenly changed: "where did you get this thing? My God, how did you bring it out!"

Manda smiled awkwardly, "bring it out and give it to you!"

"Are you crazy? Do you know what this is for? Put it back quickly. Without this Panpipe, the harp alone can\'t control it for long."

"Are you talking about this harp?" Manda took the harp from the Styx island.

The dark cheeks of the old goat turned white in an instant.