So many things happened during the dismantling and construction of Xunfu Garden. If the news of Su Lun's sudden disappearance had not come, I should still be in the villa at this moment, fighting side by side with Xiao Kereng. Yano Shenxiu is dead, the underwater world
The secret is in the hands of me, Xiao Kereng, and Xiaoyan. Therefore, how to enter the underwater building without concealing it from the Japanese is the most important problem that needs to be solved, but this does not mean that what Xiaoyan did is correct.
. With his ability, I'm afraid he will make a mess.
I can only tell Xiao Kereng cautiously: "No matter how important the secret is, it is not as important as human life, so you must stop Xiaoyan from doing anything dangerous. He is just a naughty big boy who doesn't understand everything."
Stakes."
"I know Mr. Feng, the road ahead is dangerous, please take care of yourself. Here in Hokkaido, we still need you to come back and take charge of the overall situation." Xiao Kereng's concluding remarks were more concerned and gentle.
I said goodbye softly, then closed the line. I couldn't help but sigh, hoping that Xiaoyan would never turn into a crazy gravedigger. Every hacker who traverses the Internet cannot avoid certain personality defects. They are in the Internet world.
They are omnipotent, which inevitably confuses the distance between reality and fiction. For example, they can easily enter the Pentagon's database through the Internet to steal certain confidential documents, or enter the Russian aerospace information department to steal any pictures, but they must be in
If you take radical actions in the real world, you may be arrested or even shot to death by the government before you even come into contact with those things.
What the critics say is not wrong. Hackers are giants in language and dwarfs in action.
It was quiet in the tent, and I suddenly had a premonition of the approaching danger. At least I should have heard the sound of Gu Qingcheng putting on and taking off her headphones, or her footsteps, but now there was nothing except the ticking sound of electronic instruments——
The sentries dutifully wandered along the perimeter of the tent, lightly stamping their feet from time to time. The night was so cold that no matter how good their thermal insulation boots were, they were already frozen to the core.
I took five steps back, hid behind another tent, and rang Gu Qingcheng's phone. After hearing the ringing sound, I immediately put the phone on the ground, quickly walked around to the south of the tent where she was, and looked in through the small window.
Watching secretly.
I saw Xiaoguan, who was facing a formidable enemy, holding a silent pistol in each hand, pressing it against Gu Qingcheng's forehead. The phone kept ringing, but Gu Qingcheng's hands were raised upwards and he could not take the phone out of his pocket.
Xiaoguan's body was filled with surging murderous aura, sick and tired, as if he had transformed from a sick sheep into a hungry wolf in an instant.
Last night, if he hadn't suddenly appeared, maybe the massacre in the camp wouldn't have happened. I suspect that he was possessed by an evil spirit, so he attacked the same kind of people.
"Answer the phone——" Xiaoguan said gloomily.
Gu Qingcheng took out the phone, but the thirty seconds of ringing waiting time had passed and the phone stopped ringing.
"Whose phone number?" Xiaoguan moved his gun back a little, leaning close to the north side of the tent, looking warily at the instruments on the table.
"It's Mr. Feng, can I go back?" Gu Qingcheng was calm, but showed no signs of preparing to fight back. At this time, Uncle Wei had not returned to the camp and was still standing near the tunnel entrance, as if searching for something.
"No need, everyone has to die anyway, it's just a matter of time -"
Gu Qingcheng suddenly turned towards the direction of the workbench, showing an inexplicable expression of horror. Even Xiaoguan had no time to pay attention to the cold guns in Xiaoguan's hands. There must be some strange image appearing on the computer screen. I retracted my body and turned to the door.
Looking through the gap in the door curtain, the amplitude of the sine wave on the computer screen suddenly increased by more than ten times, while the distance between the two wave peaks was greatly shortened.
This strange waveform means that the collector has acquired some kind of sharp and rapid sound, but I couldn't hear anything, and Uncle Wei didn't show any abnormal behavior at the entrance of the tunnel.
Xiaoguan raised his head and stared at the roof of the tent, his expression became extremely nervous, as if he was listening carefully to something. I quickly flashed into the tent, spread my hands, grabbed his wrists, pulled them, and made two clicks.
His wrist was dislocated at the same time, and the pistol fell into my hand.
"Wind, can he hear that strange sound wave?" Gu Qingcheng rushed to the workbench, grabbed the earphones, and quickly put them on his ears, but it was obviously useless, whether it was ultrasonic or infrasound waves,
They are all out of the range of the human ear. We can see them with the help of an oscilloscope, but we can never hear them.
The weird sine wave on the computer screen danced for nearly three minutes, and gradually returned to normal. Xiaoguan also lowered his head, with a strange and ferocious expression on his face.
"Xiaoguan, what are you going to do?" I stood in front of Gu Qingcheng, trying to wake him up.
"You... have disturbed the sleeping gods in the mountains, and you will only die. They have been sleeping for many years... and it is best to keep them sleeping, otherwise, the whole world will turn into a vast ocean, and then... and then..."
I could see that he was repeating what he had just heard, but it was a long narrative and he couldn't remember it all.
The wind suddenly rolled up the door curtain, Gu Qingcheng's hand grabbed my belt, and I shivered: "Wind, he seems to be talking about a big flood -"
Research by archaeologists has shown that there was a "Great Flood" period that covered the entire ocean, and the "Noah's Ark" in the Christian Bible was built by God to save people on earth, and it drifted until the flood receded.
, until land appears.
Gu Qingcheng's ability to associate is rich enough, so he can instantly think of those ancient myths from Xiaoguan's words.
"Xiaoguan, you are too tired. Maybe you should go back and have a good sleep. No matter what happens, we will talk about it tomorrow." It is easy to kill him, but I don't want to give up the only clue to the massacre. It is more practical to subdue him than to eliminate him.
"Tomorrow? We have no tomorrow... The only destination for those who enter this mountain is to turn into bones." He staggered towards me, his eyes straight, confused and empty.
I pointed the gun at his chest. I would never shoot unless it was absolutely necessary.
"You have violated the wishes of Witch Longge... She is the only one who is the master of the mountain world... Die..." He raised his arms and crossed them upwards, and a strong whirling wind blew from his forearms.
, it felt like I was holding a chainsaw that was turning crazily.
"Puff, puff, puff", three gunshots rang out, and bullets penetrated his throat and shoulders. I had no choice but to shoot. The wounds left on the bodies of the killed team members gave me the most obvious clue.
Xiaoguan's body staggered back, and the blood spurted from his throat fell to the ground. The withered grass and rocks made a strange "squeaking" sound, as if being corroded by strong acid, and a faint green smoke rose.
"Witch Longge is the master of the mountain. You...will definitely die...and die terribly miserably..." He started walking forward again, and the bullets had lost their lethality against him.
I whispered to Gu Qingcheng: "When the second round of shooting occurs, you should run to the door immediately. I will block him." Xiaoguan has turned into a demon and has become the puppet of Witch Longge. We can only avoid it for the time being.
Gu Qingcheng was very nervous, her body pressed against my back, and she kept trembling.
At night in the mountains and jungles, anything strange can happen, so even in extremely dangerous situations, I can still remain calm. As long as Gu Qingcheng escapes, I can definitely leap out of the small window facing south.
"Xiaoguan, where is Witch Longge? If we really offend her, we can leave immediately and never come back again." I want to try my best to delay until Uncle Wei or others notice the danger here. If I can't kill Xiaoguan
, I’m afraid more team members will suffer.
"She's...she's-"
I pulled the trigger hard, and all eight bullets entered his mouth and penetrated and ejected from the back of his head.
Gu Qingcheng didn't have time to escape, because the door curtain was torn apart with a "crash", and someone came in with a dazzling sword light, spun around Xiaoguan's body, and quickly retreated to the tent.
the southwest corner of.
"Uncle Wei——" Gu Qingcheng shouted with joy.
The person who came in was indeed Uncle Wei. There was a sharp sharp knife attached to the back of his left elbow, standing aloof and looking at Xiaoguan with disdain.
Xiaoguan stood blankly, and Gu Qingcheng shouted again: "The sound waves have started to change again——"
On the computer screen, those extremely high-amplitude sound waves appeared again, but they only lasted for more than ten seconds before suddenly disappearing.
After tearing off the door curtain, the cold air rushed in, and the temperature in the tent dropped suddenly.
Another gust of wind blew by, and Xiaoguan's body swayed and suddenly fell into a ball. I didn't want to face this disgusting scene, so I dragged Gu Qingcheng's wrist with my backhand and walked sideways out of the tent. She was so noble.
Elegant girls must hate such bloody and violent scenes even more.
It's even colder outside, the sky and the earth are dark, and there are only undulating withered grass everywhere in sight.
"I can't believe it. The scene just now was like the plot of a fantasy movie -" Gu Qingcheng sighed in shock.
"I remember the philosopher said that life is far more exciting than movies, isn't it?" I looked at the lights at the entrance of the tunnel in the distance. The more dangerous difficulties I faced, the more my fighting spirit was aroused.
Gu Qingcheng stretched out her arms with all her strength, stretched out her body, raised her head, and let her long hair flow back charmingly, like a beautiful elf in the night.
"Feng, have we been through life and death together now?" Her mood gradually relaxed.
I smiled and stared at her profile: "Of course. In fact, I have always been grateful to you. Only friendship that has been tempered in difficult situations is the most trustworthy. Friends have a friendship for wealth, no matter what rare treasures are found this time
, they all belong to you completely, okay?"
She raised the corner of her mouth and smiled: "A villain can do something for his own benefit, but a gentleman should know how to be righteous. You have used these two points on me. It seems that whether I am a villain or a gentleman, I should help you honestly.
, otherwise I will be in debt to you and I will not be able to rest at ease for the rest of my life."
The Flying Eagle team has lost all its troops. Liang Wei can be regarded as a good friend of mine, but his thinking ability is too mediocre. He can only serve as the vanguard of the charge like Xiao Lai. Only Gu Qingcheng can join me.
After discussing the best candidate, before I knew it, her position in my heart had risen to the same level as Su Lun.
When facing the ferocious Xiaoguan, I used my body to protect her with all my strength, which has already been explained. I believe that if I go forward, I will not leave her alone to escape in any difficult situation.
"Those sound waves should be the tools used by Witch Longge to control Xiaoguan. So where will she hide? What is the so-called 'sleeping god'? Witch Longge prevents everyone from entering the mountain. Is it out of protection?
Earth’s kindness?”
Thinking of the old woman I saw in that weird stone house, I became even more suspicious. Did she know where Su Lun had gone? If she was really the Witch of Longge, would she kill Su Lun?
"Humanity's understanding of ultrasonic and infrasound waves is really too little -" I sighed sadly. The systematic theory of modern applied physics has been developed for nearly three hundred years. It only accounts for a drop in the vast earth and can only explain superficial things.
Once you look deeper into the surface phenomena, you will immediately find that these theories are too barren, and the more you delve into them, the more confusing they become.
"Ultrasound...ultrasound..." Gu Qingcheng suddenly made a "silence" gesture, frowning and looking up to the sky.
I shut up immediately so as not to disturb her train of thought.
She has a standard oval face of a classical Chinese beauty, with well-proportioned facial features. Although she does not have the long curved and upturned eyelashes like Guan Baoling, her eyes are full of wisdom and arrogance. Every time they flash, people can feel her blue quality.
Huixin.
"What can emit ultrasound..." She was still talking to herself.
"The harmonious vibration of the strings, in addition to producing melodious and sweet music, can also form various sound rays that cannot be subdivided beyond the reception range of the human ear. The more strings there are, the more levels of clutter there are.
So, what is the significance of their existence? Are these records left by the ancients referring to the clouds and silk, the sound and movement of the clouds, in general or specifically..."
Uncle Wei walked out of the tent. The knife was gone, and the arrogance he felt just now gradually dissipated. However, from the way he cut off the joints and tendons of Xiaoguan's body with one strike of the knife, I was reminded of a famous Chinese in England.
Master.
He was walking towards Feiying's tent. Xiaoguan was Feiying's subordinate. If anything happened, he had to be the first to notify Feiying.
"I seem to understand..." Gu Qingcheng took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number without looking at it.
"Brother, does the ancient harp with the most strings in the world have no more than thirty-three?"
It turned out that she dialed Gu Zhijin's number. At this time, some people should have just fallen asleep after finishing their colorful nightlife.
Gu Zhijin's dissatisfied but daring voice came over: "Yes, when you called me so late, I thought the sky was falling apart and the volcano was erupting!"
"What would happen if... thirty guqin vibrated the highest notes at the same time? I mean, at least thirty, or even more, possibly more than a hundred." Gu Qingcheng turned to the tunnel and clenched her teeth.
Lips, eyes focused.
"Haha, that must be a considerable noise. The sound waves gathered together are enough to shatter the glass curtain wall of the building. However, no one is willing to do such a stupid thing. When the glass is shattered, the resonance of the strings itself will also
All the adjacent strings are broken, and even more seriously, the piano body will be cracked." Gu Zhijin answered helplessly and patiently.
The physical properties of sound waves are very complex, and what Gu Zhijin explained was only the most rudimentary theory.
Gu Qingcheng walked quickly to his tent and spoke into the microphone again: "Brother, what I discovered here has immeasurable academic value. It is not only related to ancient musical instruments, but also a great pioneering work in sound wave physics. Can you
You can’t come here as soon as possible, with your knowledge——”
I immediately heard Gu Zhijin’s wry laughter that kept yawning: “Haha, Qingcheng, I really can’t get away. There are several auctions and exhibitions on Hong Kong Island, and I have to fly to the UK next week to participate.
The unveiling ceremony of the Princess Diana Memorial Hall is totally useless. How about you and Uncle Wei handle the matter there carefully?"
Gu Qingcheng entered the tent, and just as I was about to follow him, Fei Ying rushed out of his tent. Perhaps he was too tired from the exploration process in the past few days, and he should have been extremely alert, but now the overall situation has been decided.
Just woke up.
"Feng, wait a minute, did you witness everything with your own eyes just now?" His expression was very complicated, with endless horror in his fury.
He will not believe what Uncle Wei says unless it is confirmed by my own words. Every gangster only believes in his own brothers. This is a good thing, but it also has obvious disadvantages.
"Xiaoguan was indeed in trouble, and I can confirm that it was him who killed those brothers. I shot him first, but he was possessed by something and was not afraid of bullets at all. Fortunately, Uncle Wei arrived in time and
Greater casualties were avoided." What I said is the truth and I am not deliberately exaggerating.
Uncle Wei stood next to Fei Ying and sneered in a low voice: "The witchcraft is designed to possess weak-willed people. You should be optimistic about your brothers. If something goes wrong next time, everyone will not be so lucky."