"Did he ever say exactly how he died?"
"Maybe he passed away peacefully in his sleep. After all, the inscription was quite serene, and he lived here for a full 50 years."
"My god, 50 years. That's really quite a stretch to endure."
"Right, so not just anyone could do it. That's why, after seeing these things, I realized some things can be obtained, but some should never be acquired."
"Does that mean, on this trip to Xi Lian Mountain, we can't take anything from here?"
"Correct, there's no way to take anything with us."
"No, I don't think that's the case."
"What do you mean?"
"Have you seen the walls around us?"
As he spoke, he gestured around them.
All of Ling'er's attention was focused on the book at that moment; she hadn't noticed anything amiss with the walls of the room.
"The walls?"
Ling'er muttered to herself and then walked over to the walls, where she indeed found many symbols and some drawings.
"This... this looks like a method for planting plants, doesn't it?"
