The phone in my pocket suddenly rang, accompanied by a rapid "whining" vibrating sound. I took out the phone, pressed the answer button absentmindedly, and put it to my ear while staring at the indelible blood stains on the ring.
Experts in the Chinese antique industry all know the principle of "good jade sucks blood". Jade articles that are more than a hundred years old, no matter what their shape, will have the extraordinary ability to communicate smoothly with the human body, naturally absorbing the blood, energy, and spirit of the wearer, thereby transforming itself
Nourished, shiny and moist, the quality is greatly improved.
Does the black and silver ring also have the ability to absorb human blood? This has never been reported. I looked at the ring over and over a dozen times, and I am sure that before tonight, there was absolutely no blood on it, it was just completely clear.
One piece black and silver material.
"Brother Feng——" It's Su Lun. This is her exclusive name for me and no one else has the right to use it.
I agreed, my mind still entangled with this strange ring.
"What are you doing? What strange thing happened again?" Su Lun was very sensitive and asked quickly.
I sighed softly, put the ring back on the table, and retracted my wild and chaotic thoughts: "It's okay, I'm drawing a defense diagram for Xunfu Garden. Xiao Xiao has already reported it to you, right? We are currently teaming up with the tycoon to secondment
We have obtained advanced munitions from the US military base in Japan and are preparing to consolidate the defense power of the villa."
Xiao Kereng will report anything here to Su Lun as soon as possible. Perhaps this is how she reported to the scalpel in the past. In this strange relationship, it seems that the three of them played the role of maid, young lady, and head of the family respectively.
Role.
"Yes, she reported it very clearly, including that you insisted on staying in the temple and wanted to wait for news from Miss Tengjia -" A man and a woman were alone in the small courtyard in the dead of night, and Xiao Kereng clearly understood my feelings for Guan Baoling.
Admiration, everything seems to indicate that this fierce soap opera plot will be staged at any time.
I laughed silently. The development of my relationship with Guan Baoling has been full of twists and turns, and even now I am not sure where the final result will be.
Guan Baoling looked back at me and lowered her fingers.
I pointed to the ring, picked up a pencil, wrote the words "Inner ring, blood stains" and pushed it to her. The more people who know about this kind of weird thing, the more people can brainstorm and figure out the answer.
"Brother Feng, Xunfuyuan Villa has committed the ominous pattern of 'Nine-Headed Birds Earn Life'. Have you considered a way to crack it? I was in a hurry last time and I didn't have time to discuss this matter with you. What about now? Have you?
What new idea?"
When Suellen calls, she will not just chat about these trivial issues. Time is precious, and I am sure that if there is no important discovery, she will not waste our time.
The sketch was messed up by Guan Baoling's blood, and I had to redraw it later. I picked up the fire tongs and added a few pieces of charcoal to the brazier to make the fire burn brighter.
Suellen and I are both extremely sensitive people. Even if there is a tiny diaphragm between the two of us, we can still detect it. If we were still in an environment like the Egyptian desert where there was a huge enemy, I guess there would not be a long conversation.
There was a blank silence. In fact, strange things happened one after another in Fengke Temple. I had a lot to tell her, such as the death of the Shao brothers, the door in the hallucination, the words on the stone wall behind the door, and the ten figures in the underwater Buddhist niche.
A Japanese soldier and a Yagami-ryu sword...but I'm too lazy to say anything.
"Brother Feng, you...have nothing to say?" Su Lun sighed.
Guan Baoling picked up the ring, glanced at me with hazy, tearful eyes, and suddenly burst into laughter silently.
My heartstrings seemed to be suddenly plucked, and I couldn't help but smile along with her smile, and let out a long sigh of contentment. If I could see Guan Baoling's smile every day, even if I didn't have the honor of growing old together, what would there be to regret?
?
"Brother Feng, who is by your side? Is it Miss Guan?" Su Lun unknowingly raised his voice.
I could imagine her displeasure and replied calmly: "No, no one."
There was a "pop" sound from the receiver, as if Su Lun threw something hard on the table to vent his anger. If it were me, wandering around in the primitive jungles of the poor mountains and rivers on the border of Sichuan and Tibet, I hope that once
Once again, I failed, and of course my mood was not much better.
After a while, I heard the swivel chair creaking, and Su Lun's depressed voice came again: "The plan to search Afang Palace has encountered a bottleneck. Brother Feng, I really hope you can come here, and let's fight side by side.
Just like in the Pyramid of Tulukhan, we can do the same thing together without any barriers."
With her strong personality, she rarely admits her vulnerability frankly, at least this is the first time I heard it.
"I found some clues. There is a natural stone gap called 'Langu', which is located at the joint of two mountains three kilometers west of the station. According to the old farmer who led the way, he and his companions used to go there in order to avoid pursuing soldiers.
They went straight ahead and arrived at an ancient house with the words "ladder to heaven" engraved on it. Of course, they didn't recognize these two words. They just traced them and brought them back and asked others for advice - "
I dragged a piece of paper over and wrote it down with a pencil, my interest rising little by little.
"Brother Feng, I am waiting for the equipment to be shipped from Egypt and am preparing to enter the 'Lan Valley'. Unfortunately, I don't have a very capable helper. If... if there is any danger, Schiller will inform you..."
Su Lun's tone was miserable, as if the yin and yang were parting forever.
"What's in the ancient house? Is it a secret passage? How can they be sure that if they enter the ancient house, they will reach the ancient Afang Palace?" I used a pencil to scribble on the words "Ladder to Heaven", feeling that this name has extraordinary meaning.
.Literally explained, only those who step on the ladder to "reach the sky in one step" are qualified to use these two words. The ancients who do not know what year and month carved these two unintelligible words on the ancient house are following the instructions of future generations.
Are you kidding?
Taking a step back, if the ancient house can lead to Afang Palace, its name should be called "Ladder to Earth" instead of "Ladder to Heaven".
Guan Baoling's shadow fell precariously on the paper in front of me, causing me to lose focus again.
She frowned and scratched the inner ring of the ring with her nails over and over again, trying in vain to wipe away the blood stains. Her focused expression was like that of an underage girl immersed in a game.
"The old farmer said that when you enter an ancient house, you can reach the palace as soon as you close your eyes——"
I softly said "Oh", Guan Baoling looked over in surprise, I quickly made a "sorry to disturb" gesture, got up and walked out the door.
"I'm just paraphrasing what the old farmers said. They don't know a single word. It's impossible to ask them to use the most advanced scientific and technological vocabulary to explain what happened. And you also understand that many strange things cannot be described in the language of earthlings.
Yes, just like when you were under the pyramid and faced with strange snakes all over the ground -" Su Lun's voice trembled obviously when he mentioned snakes.
I hurriedly explained: "No, no, Su Lun, you misunderstood me. I want to say that the search operation for Afang Palace was complicated and long, and it was not the responsibility of one person. From the war between Chu and Han to
Today, after so many dynasties, capable people and strangers have emerged in large numbers, is there still this mysterious underground palace waiting for us to dig? Since the old farmer you met will accidentally discover the existence of the 'Ladder to Heaven', what about the others?
How many explorers like "Xu Xiake" have appeared in history - do you remember the sentence in "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"? "Upon the poor green, down on the yellow spring", all places will be like ants gnawing bones after the emperor gives the order.
Carpet search——"
Su Lun interrupted me feebly: "I know all that history."
I stepped out of the door, closed the door behind my back, and stood under the cold eaves. The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor was at least twenty degrees Celsius, and the white air I exhaled when I opened my mouth was half a meter long.
Fengqiao Temple is immersed in deathly silence, and the abrupt "Tower of the Dead" stands like a huge monster in myths and legends in the dark night.
I didn't mean to quote that line of poetry, maybe it will remind Su Lun of those extremely unpleasant memories about "The Blue Falling Yellow Spring Sutra" and about the death of the scalpel.
"Su Lun, I just want to advise you not to do any more useless work. How credible is the absurdity coming from the mouth of an old farmer? You and I both know that in that kind of environment, all the seemingly honest aborigines would have been dead long ago.
I was brainwashed by the ubiquitous antique dealers and became a liar who relied on the people who supported me. If you believe their words, you will end up wasting nothing and wasting time."
Based on my personal experience during my own travels, I know very well that in Xi'an and its surrounding cities, most of the people know how to attract the interest of out-of-town treasure hunters, take them for a walk in the unknown woods, and vividly fabricate a large number of Qin Dynasty treasure hunts.
Come out of the treasure cave.
I don't doubt Su Lun's high IQ, but I don't rule out the possibility of strange things happening to people who are "obsessed by the authorities."
"I'll try. There will never be a shortage of fools in the world who challenge fallacies. What I'm talking about now is business - Brother Feng, Yan Xun wants to have a formal phone call with you because it involves a major incident of the disappearance of an American spy. Details
It's not convenient to relay it. She will call you directly in one minute. Of course, if you are still closely together with Miss Guan, it will be somewhat inconvenient to answer the phone."
Su Lun's voice became cold, without any warmth, not even jealousy, and had a businesslike tone.
"Yan Xun? No, Su Lun, listen to me, actually I would rather you come back to Hokkaido——"
Su Lun silently closed the line without saying "goodbye". I still had many words choked in my throat, and before I had time to express them, I couldn't help but feel a huge depression in my heart.
Maybe I should try my best to stop Su Lun's somewhat ridiculous search plan from the beginning. Will there be two Afang Palaces on the earth? Isn't it as incredible as the existence of two Great Walls?
Judging from the national environment at that time, the melee of the Warring States Period had just subsided, and people in many places were in dire straits. They were also facing constant invasion and harassment by northern nomads, and there were constant internal and external troubles. The Qin people were already tired of just building the Great Wall with war defense value.
Historians have enough evidence to show that even when Xiang Yu started a fire, the Epang Palace was still not completed, and only the playful and sexual parts that Qin Shihuang needed most were completed. You can imagine that tens of thousands of craftsmen from all over the country were recruited at that time.
After working day and night, I barely managed to get this far. Where is the extra manpower and material resources to run another identical palace? What is the value? And it is in the inexplicable deep mountains and old forests on the border of Sichuan and Tibet, which is even more unbelievable.
Perhaps the only conclusion Su Lun could reach in the end could only be - "The so-called second Afang Palace is just a 'castle in the air' fabricated by people with a little knowledge of history."