The white-haired old man looked very old, with his white eyebrows falling from both sides. He looked like he was not a hundred, or at least ninety.

The old man was holding a wooden crutch, and the wooden crutch looked quite unique in shape, giving people an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

His pace was not fast, but he walked very steadily. He looked straight at Qin Yang, his eyes were steady, and he walked over step by step, with a calm but confident aura on his body.

Qin Yang and a few people met, and the two sides waved their hands under a big tree. The old man waved his hand, stopped the people following behind him, and met Qin Yang alone.

Seeing this, Qin Yang waved his hand and asked several other team members to stay, and then walked over alone.

The other party's reaction made Qin Yang's heart that had been hanging high. As Qin Yang had predicted before, perhaps because of Qin Yang and others' good intentions to save people, they had the opportunity to talk about this time.

Qin Yang and the white-haired old man stopped at a distance of 1.5 meters. The two looked at each other, and their eyes were quite peaceful.

The white-haired old man spoke and said a few words, but Qin Yang couldn't understand them at all.

Qin Yang pointed to his ear, then shook his hand, indicating that he couldn't understand the other person's words.

The white-haired old man frowned slightly and hesitated for a moment. He stretched out his palm and pressed it down twice, as if it was a soothing action.

Qin Yang was a little confused for a moment. What does this mean?

If you don’t understand the language, you will naturally be unable to communicate. Even if you use movements, it must be based on everyone having the same worldview and the same cognitive foundation so that you can understand each other’s meaning. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a talk between a chicken and a duck?

Qin Yang thought about it, squatted down, picked up a stone, found a flat place, and then bent down to start outline the lines.

Qin Yang roughly outlined the continental plate closest to the Bermuda Triangle Region, then outlined the Asian plate, and finally drew a circle at the location of the Bermuda Triangle Region.

When Qin Yang was drawing the map, the old man stood beside him and looked carefully. When he saw that Qin Yang had almost drawn the map, the old man's face had changed and his expression became excited. Even his hands, which had been very stable before, trembled and shook.

Qin Yang pointed to the circle, then pointed to the surroundings, made a circle around, then pointed to the old man, and then pointed to the circle.

Qin Yang pointed at himself, then picked up the stone, drew a triangle on the plates of China, then hit an arrow, and directly reached the land next to Bermuda, then drew a boat with the simplest stroke, and then drew a line, passing through the ocean to reach the circle representing the island.

The old man's hands were shaking even harder, and his eyes were even red, as if he had discovered something amazing, and his eyes were even a little scary.

Qin Yang looked at the old man's reaction and was not sure what he was thinking, but at least he was basically sure that he understood what he meant.

Qin Yang stood up and looked at the old man calmly. He didn't know how to communicate further for a while.

The old man looked at the map Qin Yang drew on the ground with a blank look, and tears actually appeared in his eyes. He put down the crutches in his hand and covered his face with both hands. Qin Yang noticed that his whole body was trembling gently, and he was still muttering something in his mouth, but his language was not clear. Qin Yang didn't know what he was muttering.

After a long time, the old man finally stood up, put down his hand covering his face, looked at Qin Yang, walked slowly over, then stretched out his hand, and slowly reached towards Qin Yang.

The old man's movements were very slow, his eyes were calm, without any hostility, but Qin Yang and the few people behind him instantly tensed up all their muscles, and his hands were slightly raised, ready to take action at any time.

Qin Yang looked at the old man Lu Wei's eyes with a little sadness and reached out to stop everyone behind him, allowing the old man to hold Qin Yang's hand.

The old man looked at Qin Yang deeply. Qin Yang suddenly felt a picture suddenly appear in his mind. This picture was like a long scroll, slowly unfolding.

The picture is so clear, like Qin Yang was experiencing a light body. Qin Yang raised his head in shock and looked at the old man in surprise.

The flowing scroll of the picture will definitely not appear in Qin Yang's head in vain. The only explanation is that all this is caused by the old man in front of him.

Qin Yang was secretly alert. He didn't expect that the old man was actually a spiritual practitioner and could use illusions as he pleased.

The old man obviously couldn't communicate with Qin Yang in words, so he finally adopted the most direct way of communication, and directly piled up and reshaped what he wanted to say in his spiritual world and "passed" it into his mind, using the picture to tell himself what he wanted to tell.

Qin Yang was cautious and his mental power was in a state of contraction and defense, ready to deal with sudden outbreaks at any time, while carefully looking at the slowly unfolding scroll in his mind.

On the scroll, a large ship sailed in the ocean, and then encountered wind and waves. The large ship sank. At the last moment, the people on the large ship discovered the island and they struggled to swim onto the island.

There was a storm on the sea and the huge waves were surging, and there was no possibility of leaving. Everyone lived here, and then they reproduced and grew generation after generation. At the most exaggerated time, their population expanded to the limit. Perhaps this expansion attracted God's dissatisfaction, and the terrible disease landed on the island, and then large areas of people died.

When the disease finally passed, the originally overcrowded island became a dead island, with only a few people left. However, human survival is very tenacious. These people continue to survive on this island, and then the population continues to recover and then grow.

This is like a strange cycle. Whenever the population in the village reaches the limit that the island can bear, disaster will come, destroying these expanded populations and reducing the population base to a very low level.

The picture flows, Qin Yang sees the mountains, rivers, and the arduous development of a tribe and the process from prosperity to decline. The scroll continues to extend, and humans fight with dinosaurs, and the number of humans is getting smaller and smaller, and they are gradually declining.

At this moment, Qin Yang and others appeared.

Qin Yang guessed the reason from the scrolling scene. They survived on this island and never left again. After they thought the world had been destroyed and swallowed by the ocean, they thought that this was the only paradise in the world, and leaving was a dead end.

Qin Yang finished reading all the scrolls, but his brows slowly frowned.
Chapter completed!