The meaning of "sincerity" in the mysterious disappearance of 18 is very obvious. If Scalpel and I cannot obediently offer up the "Millennium Corpse Insect", the people of the Tang Sect in Sichuan will definitely not be able to give up.
"Thank you for your sincerity. I think Mr. Scalpel must have felt the sincerity of everyone in your faction -"
I know that there is really nothing to talk about with Tang Xin. For such a group of people who are always associated with poison, it is useless to talk about humanity and morality. I just hope that after they get the "Millennium Corpse Insect", they will not use it to create tragic biochemical things.
Just weapons.
If the strange things and weirdos that have happened in China's vast history of five thousand years could be compiled into a book, it would definitely make the so-called "encyclopedias" around the world stunned. Compared with the history of the Chinese, their knowledge is really
It's too insignificant.
For example, a drug-making cult spread widely in Brazil in the past few years caused pollution reactions of varying severity in eleven main rivers throughout South America. The mortality rate of residents after drinking river water was as high as one percent, which aroused great concern from the United Nations Health Organization.
Pay attention. This is already a serious incident in the global history of "poisoning", right? But if Tangmen in central Sichuan were to do this, the mortality rate of residents along the river would probably reach a record high of over 50%.
Even 100% is not difficult to achieve.
The Tang Sect in Sichuan has made people in the world change their minds over the years, and it was not just blown out of nowhere.
At this time, I think the people outside were ready to enter the tomb, because it was obvious that all the noise had calmed down.
"Mr. Feng, don't you want to be the first to enter the tomb to take a look at this thousand-year event?" Tang Xin took a paper towel and carefully wiped her shiny nails. The nails were coated with poison enough to make desert scorpions hibernate.
If it pierces people's skin, or stirs it gently a few times in people's drinks, the consequences...
Outside, there was only the sound of the wind.
I shook my head: "It's not interesting, and the tunnel is small. There are too many people going down, and it will only get in the way."
Tang Xin frowned and smiled with a hint of regret: "Not interested? Or do you dare not?"
Tiger and Song Jiu were sitting in meditation with their heads lowered, not paying any attention to what was happening in the tent.
"It's just a game of chess, why should we be so serious?" I avoided Tang Xin's aggressive momentum and retreated behind Tiger.
He is holding a sunspot between the index and middle fingers of his right hand, intending to drop it on the chessboard. This move gesture is a habitual gesture he retained from his days as a professional chess player, and is similar to the one used by Nie and Ma on live TV.
The shooting posture is exactly the same.
Twelve chess pieces had already fallen on the chessboard, and I suddenly discovered that the rules of their chess game actually followed the ancient Go master's method of "setting up the pieces first." At the four-corner "star" positions, four chess pieces, two black and two white, had already been placed.
Furthermore, all the chess piece offensives actually revolve around the black stone at the "Tian Yuan" position in the middle of the chess board.
The way of Go has always followed the value estimation method of "golden horns, silver edges, grass belly" since ancient times. The next move occupies the "tianyuan" in the center of the board. Apart from showing the player's arrogance, it has no practical value.
After the tiger played the piece, the corners of the entire chessboard were empty, and the black and white sides were all entangled in the small area in the center. Any chess player with more than two years of chess history would never end up like this.
Chess game.
Suddenly, Gu Ye's voice sounded from the loudspeaker in the camp: "Mr. Bancha, Master Kudie...Mr. Bancha, Master Kudie, please hear my voice and rush to the derrick position...hurry to the derrick."
Location……"
The work of going down the shaft is about to begin. Naturally, Tan Ye will be one of the first to enter the tunnel and witness with his own eyes the grand spectacle of drilling through the outer wall of the tomb. In order to ensure that control of the camp is not seized by others, naturally, he will ask Ban Cha to be on the ground.
Take charge of the work.
However, judging from the content of his broadcast, it should be that Bancha disappeared suddenly and disappeared together with the mysterious Master Kudie.
Su Lun's body almost flew in lightly, the tent curtain flashed, and I couldn't even hear the footsteps. She was already standing next to me. After she showed her good Qinggong, it did not arouse Tang Xin's heart.
He paid too much attention, as if all the martial arts in the world were not worthy of the Tao in Tang Xin's eyes.
I know that something strange must have happened outside, otherwise Su Lun would not have performed his shocking and extremely light kung fu in broad daylight.
"Brother Feng, Bancha is missing..."
I slapped myself on the back of the head. Just listening to the radio, I had already vaguely guessed it.
"In fifteen minutes, the special forces have carefully searched every corner within a one-kilometer radius around the camp. However, the Thai and the mysterious Buddhist master he brought with him disappeared as if they evaporated, leaving no trace behind." Su Lun.
Our faces were a little pale, because we all thought of Miss Fujika who also disappeared mysteriously.
The roar coming from the loudspeaker was mixed with Gu Ye's violent breathing that could not be suppressed, and it was mixed with incomparable anxiety and nameless fear.
If such mysterious disappearances happen one after another, maybe they will happen to him at some point. How can he not be afraid?
The only people who stayed away from this matter were Tang Xin, Tiger, and Song Jiu. It seemed that all the grave digging, searching, and treasure hunting operations had nothing to do with them. All they wanted to do was play chess and chat in this comfortable tent.
Then he calmly obtained the "Millennium Corpse Insect" and left.
Su Lun glanced at the chessboard, then quickly moved away and winked at me.
The two people playing chess were a bit weird, and the game was even more weird - after I followed Su Lun out of the tent, I still couldn't forget about Go. After all, the perspective data of the Tucrakhan Pyramid showed that the vertical and horizontal
The layout of each of the nineteen tomb chambers is coincidentally exactly the same as the Chinese Go board.
We quickly bypassed several shabby workers' tents and walked to a corner where others could not see.
Su Lun stopped and said with a gloomy face: "Brother Feng, I'm wondering if Bancha's disappearance has something to do with the strange cylindrical hole in the tunnel you discovered?"
When we exchanged information before, I had described the strange experience of entering the tunnel last time in detail.
When I mentioned this, the words "Kirigakure Itto-ryu" suddenly jumped into my mind: "The entrance of the cave? The killer of Kirigakure Itto-ryu? Could it be that those ninjas appeared at this time sooner or later? But
, it was originally judged that they were Bancha’s deliberately hidden backup, how could they possibly kill Bancha?”
"The entrance to the shaft is tightly guarded, and no one can enter without being noticed - this is completely different from Miss Tengjia's missing route." Su Lun stared westward in the direction of the Tucrack Khan Pyramid, anxiously.
He kept pulling at the hair hanging down from his forehead with his hands.
I squatted down and scratched the sand with my fingers unconsciously. My brain was running rapidly, and another train of thought soon appeared: "Bancha knew about the existence of that strange hole, and then took Master Kudie into the tunnel from there, and then …”
What will happen next? I began to chuckle softly: "When he gets out of the tunnel, he will turn into a breeze like Miss Fujika, and the green smoke will enter the pyramid along some invisible gap?"
If these plots are the "montage" technique of the movie, I can believe that the audience can accept it, but the fact is that there is no movie script, let alone the "montage" photography technique of concealing the truth.
"Brother Feng, I checked Master Kudie's information, maybe you will be a little surprised -" Su Lun also squatted down, grabbed a handful of sand, and watched the grains of sand slowly slipping from between his fingers.
Gu Ye's voice stopped, and his extremely exasperated breathing came from the loudspeaker.
Time passed by minute by second. If we waited until dusk, today's plan to go down the mine would have to be postponed.
I raised my head, and Su Lun kept talking: "I got his body hair, sweat, and dandruff, and then scanned and passed it to..." She vaguely skipped the name of the mysterious organization. As for her short-term The details of how Master Kudie's body sample was obtained are naturally unimportant. However, from these imaginable details, I can tell that she has received some kind of sophisticated espionage training.
"The information fed back, all his DNA characteristics are 100% similar to a Thai monk -"
I waved my hand to interrupt her and smiled distrustfully: "One hundred percent? Are you kidding! Since humans discovered the DNA signature chain, there have never been two identical human samples in the world. The closest similarity was detected the year before last. There are only 'Conjoined twins' in Mexico with five fingers connected on the right hand. Even in that case, there is still a difference of one part in 40 million in the detection data."
Although I don't have the magical ability of "photographic memory", these weird data have been studied countless times, and they have been stored in my brain like computer data, and can be recalled at will in an instant.
Su Lun looked at me calmly. She had already said "I will be surprised", so my reaction should be expected.
"To be 100% identical, unless they are the same person -"
Having said this, a weird thought popped up from the depths of my brainwaves like lightning: "Ah? The same person, unless, unless, unless..."
I couldn't continue, so Su Lun continued for me: "Unless this person is that Buddhist monk."
"Shen Yu? Master Shen Yu, a Thai eminent monk?" I couldn't help but jump up like a frog, raising a burst of flying sand, and then slumped to the ground like a deflated rubber ball.
Such a conclusion is too absurd and bizarre.
An eighty-year-old reclusive monk who faced the wall magically appeared in the Egyptian desert and turned into a very young person. Time, space, age, body shape, and name all changed, except for the pair of weird colors. His eyes and everything else are completely different.
The detection method of DNA is the essence of modern science. If the DNA chains are really detected to be 100% identical, the possibility that Master Ku Die and Master Shen Yu are the same person is not impossible.
"Withered butterfly, Shen Cocoon? Shen Cocoon, withered butterfly? Do these two names indicate the meaning of being reborn as a butterfly after being trapped in a cocoon?"