Shao Bai threw the paper on the bed, sat down on the chair dejectedly, held his head in his hands, showing an expression of pain and confusion.
The three pieces of paper can be connected vertically to form a complete picture. At the top is the strange house, with the words "Meditation Hall" scrawled next to it. Below the horizon, except for a very shallow
Except for the first floor of the foundation, everything turned into a huge space like a steamed bun, extending to the bottom of the three pieces of paper.
According to the scale, the cross-sectional dimension of the house does not exceed ten meters, but the depth of the steamed bun-shaped space is at least one hundred meters, and the cross-sectional width is definitely more than sixty meters. This space is filled with wavy lines representing flowing water, and
The small square representing the strange house hangs alone at the top of the picture, like a small boat on the ocean.
No wonder Xiao Keleng was horrified. Shao Hei's thought detection results actually proved that there was a huge "well" under the Meditation Hall, the scale of which was even more shocking than the "Psychic Well".
"Look at the bottom of the painting, there is an arrow mark - Mr. Feng, no matter what, I can't believe that there is a second well on Muwanzhou Mountain, and the depth and width extend infinitely until...until it merges with the sea
In one piece." Xiao Keleng looked at the ground. The meaning was obvious. If this picture is real, then the ground under our feet, and even all the ground below Fengqie Temple, has been swallowed up by this strange well.
I noticed the black arrow with the words "Depth is about 400 to 600 meters" written on it.
"What does this mean?" Xiao Kereng couldn't restrain his surprise. Should he believe Shao Hei's remote sensing or the academic data from the previous special page detection team? Obviously, the latter's eloquent scientific and rigorous data,
More convincing.
"You'd better believe it 100%. This time, he has exerted his body's potential to the limit. This may be the last time he takes action." Shao Bai's face was as gloomy as if he could squeeze out cold ice water.
Come.
Xiao Kereng smiled bitterly, and I looked forward to a more reasonable explanation for the painting below. Guan Baoling's painting ability has left a deep impression on me, and he can almost depict the scenes he has experienced accurately. I hope
This time, she was able to express Shao Hei's thoughts and live up to everyone's expectations.
Zhang Baisen finished the phone call and stood silently at the door.
In an instant, everything inside and outside the door was shrouded in depression, and everyone's heart was filled with puzzles, large and small, that could not be solved.
Regarding the specific situation of Yano Shenxiu, in addition to the official reports and gossips in the tomb robbing world, I can also find some information from Toka and the elephant monk. However, since he has closed himself in the meditation hall for three full years, a thousand
Over the past few days, my thoughts have changed so much, how can anyone outside imagine it?
"Feng, the tycoon is coming over, and... and wants to talk to you and me about something else..." Zhang Baisen became hesitant, which was completely incompatible with his bold character. What can make him worried is not
A trivial matter, even more serious than the fact that Guan Baoling was cursed by the Fang Demon.
Shao Bai muttered to himself: "If all the tragic things are going to be wiped out, it would be better if they all come together. There will be too many headaches, which will paralyze the body's reaction, but it will make the mood feel better, alas..."
The door on Guan Baoling's side rang, a dozen pieces of paper were handed out, and then the door was closed again.
The paper was in Zhang Baisen's hand. He just turned it over briefly, gave a wry smile, flicked his wrist, and threw it towards me. At this time, no one wanted to show off his martial arts. I guess he was just too tired to even walk in.
Saved money too.
Simmons became a makeshift puzzle table. The lines on the twelve pieces of paper became even more messy, and wavy lines could be seen everywhere.
Shao Bai jumped up and arranged all the papers in a format of five horizontally and three vertically without thinking. I saw a real "person" with very long hair, reaching two-thirds of the body length, floating upward like seaweed.
.This person exists on each of the subsequent twelve pieces of paper, but the direction of movement is completely different.
"This is a person who can teleport. When the second child senses him, the other person can instantly change twelve directions and postures. He is more dexterous than the fastest fish." Shao Bai acted as a temporary commentator.
He and Shao Hei are brothers, have similar thoughts, and can best understand Shao Hei's thoughts.
"I don't know. I believe that the second child will have the answer soon. The key to the question is not who he is, but how can he achieve the state of teleportation? And it is in water. You must know that the resistance of water is different according to its nature.
The wind resistance will be anywhere from fifty to five thousand times that on land. A master of Qinggong who can flip and jump freely on land needs to have nearly a thousand times more explosive power to perform the same action in water."
Shao Bai's reputation is by no means unfounded. The amount of knowledge he possesses is enough to be worthy of his lofty status in the world.
The first thing that pops up in my mind is the name "mermaid". Maybe this so-called "mermaid" can do things that humans can't do in water.
The mysterious ocean world has endless unknown species of animals and plants. Even the most famous and knowledgeable ocean experts often say that what they know is just "a drop of water in the ocean." How many drops of water are there in the ocean?
?Can only be expressed by “infinite” in mathematical nouns.
There are a lot of records about "mermaids" and "mermaids", and there are similar legends in every coastline country in the world. However, due to the lack of dynamic image records, some self-proclaimed orthodox scientists have dismissed them as strange stories.
"Is there a strange well hidden under the strange house? Will its level be the same as the 'Psychic Well'? What is the connection between the two?"
I quickly measured the vertical distance between the Meditation Hall and the "Well of Psychics". Where my eyes pointed, Xiao Kereng had already understood and quickly sketched a few strokes on a piece of white paper and handed it to me.
There are three small circles on the paper, connected by lines in the middle, which should represent the "Well of Psychics", "Tower of the Dead" and Meditation Hall respectively. The distance from the well to the tower is about one hundred and ten.
meters; from the tower to the strange house, it is about three hundred meters.
For the first time, we have a feeling of being connected with each other. This is the only thing to be happy about. In a strange and ever-changing environment, if there is one more soul communicator, the dangers and pressures we face will be shared by half.
.Before this, I thought that only Su Lun could communicate like this, and I had never included Xiao Kereng among my spiritual allies.
"Four hundred meters or more. If the strange well under the Meditation Hall extends infinitely with the same proportions like a pyramid, it will be connected to the 'Psychic Well' at a certain depth. According to this conjecture, they will form Connectors with the same height as the water level, that is to say - theoretically, one can enter the 'Psychic Well' from the strange house." Xiao Kereng's face suddenly turned sallow, perhaps because he was completely overwhelmed by his terrifying analysis. Stunned.
I nodded, basically agreeing with her analysis.
If it weren't for some conspiracy, Yano Kamishiu would not suddenly and mysteriously go into seclusion when his reputation was at its peak, and then push Yano Kamishi out to pretend to be him. For him, money and reputation can be completely discarded like worn-out shoes, then What does he want? What is it that drives him to do these incredible things?
"Perhaps we need more paintings to form a complete puzzle?" Shao Bai sighed helplessly.
Most of my understanding of the Shao brothers’ supernatural powers came from negative reports in the Iraqi media, especially Al Jazeera Al Arabiya, which is known for its “outrageous talk” and once bluntly gave the brothers such nicknames. ——"The Super King of Poker Chase".
It is precisely because of them that the Pentagon's fatwa avoided being ridiculed as an "incompetent laughing stock" by the global anti-war media and captured the Iraqi war criminals listed three times one by one. Just as the Iraq war was criticized by the international community for its pros and cons. Praise and criticism respectively, the Shao brothers are superheroes in the eyes of Americans, but they are devils and nightmares in the Arab world.
Time is passing quietly, and when the thirtieth picture appears, the details of the weirdo's body have been completely depicted, but his face cannot be seen.
"This person is not Kamishu Tanano. He is at least a lot thinner than the photo of me in the media photos, and his height is also nearly 20 centimeters different. As for the proportions of various parts of the body, they are very different." I came to my conclusion. The conclusion is that the weirdo in the painting has nothing in common with Tanino Kamhide. If we have a close-up of his face, we can be 100% sure.
So who could he be? At present, everyone in Fengqiao Temple knows that the person living in the Meditation Hall is Yano Shenxiu, besides him, who else could there be?"
The surface of the weirdo's body is covered with semicircular fish scales, which can also be regarded as a tight-fitting swimsuit like fish scales. His feet are in the position of huge flippers, and his arms are still hanging on both sides of his waist like a normal person.
"What exactly is this? A super diver, a water ghost, a mermaid? Or some kind of mutated deep-sea fish - Mr. Shao Bai, what exactly do you want to express?" Xiao Kereng couldn't bear it anymore. While marking the serial number on the drawing, he frowned and asked Shao Bai.
"Miss Xiao, there is no need to ask. Their brothers have different powers. One can sense the target remotely, and the other can quickly determine the other person's global geographical location based on the content described in the picture. Only through the close cooperation of the two people can they We will get a complete answer. All we can do is wait calmly until Shao Hei expresses all his thoughts..."
Zhang Baisen's explanation is not completely satisfactory.
The next dozen or so pictures all depict the stones and algae around the strange well. It seems that Shao Hei's thoughts were completely attracted by the stone wall.
"He is looking for something, but the scope of the stone wall is too large. He has to search section by section to find it. Unfortunately, such a sliding search consumes a lot of internal energy. I have always suspected that the second child will not be able to hold on for too long...
"
The speed at which the pictures were transferred gradually slowed down, from a dozen pictures in the first few minutes to only one in the next five minutes. Shao Bai was worried about Shao Hei's safety, so why was I not worried about Guan Baoling's body?
Zhang Baisen's phone rang again. He looked down at the number on the screen and nodded to me silently.
I knew that the tycoon had arrived, so I followed him out knowingly, all the way towards the temple gate.
"The tycoon said that he was blackmailed. Within 24 hours, blackmail calls came in every half hour, and the amount was very ridiculous - how much do you think it would be?" Zhang Baisen tried to break the dullness with a relaxed tone, but obviously failed.
Because my thoughts are still trapped in Shao Hei's paintings and I can't extricate myself.
He could only ask and answer himself: "Five billion, US dollars."