13 Tengjia and Golden Armor In fact, James has always kept secret. After arriving at the camp, except for occasionally whispering with Cheney, he rarely talked to other people, including Tan Ye and Scalpel.
"You think so highly of me?" I laughed, always paying attention to the situation on the other side of the tent, fearing that after the "Resurrection Sand" took effect on Tengjia, she would turn into a terrifying zombie.
"Mr. Feng is a young talent in the Italian archaeological community. Professor Levkin and Dr. Yashi have both recommended you to me. Now that you have the opportunity to cooperate, of course you can't miss it?" He took out a box of exquisite black cigars and handed them to me.
Come over here and wink secretly.
"I don't smoke." I refused him.
"This is not an ordinary cigar, but a thousand-year-old snowdrop tobacco from Jampur, India. It is said that it can accelerate the growth and division of brain cells in young people and enhance the mental potency. It is twice as powerful as heroin. Why, this is not a bit shameful.
Give it?"
He mentioned the four terms "Professor Levkin, Dr. Yashi, Zhelan Pubang, Millennium Snow Lotus" one after another, which shocked me more and more each time.
Levkin and Yashi are both leading figures in the Italian Archaeological Association, and both black and white enjoy a high reputation in the world. For an unknown person like me to get their praise and recommendation, it is like a fish jumping over the dragon's gate.
Soaring into the sky. As for Jampur, it is a province in the northernmost part of India close to the Himalayas. It is world-famous for the production of high-purity heroin, and the "Thousand-Year Snowdrop" is just a weird variation in the cultivation of opium poppies.
Its high proportion of refining purity makes buyers all over the world salivate.
James mentioned the above four terms, which at least proves that he has paid attention to me for a long time and has close ties with the Indian drug lord group.
I have never taken drugs, and I stay away from drug lords.
"Dr. James, you know that we Chinese have a saying, 'If we are on different paths, we should not work together' - we are not on the same path, so it is better not to cooperate." I rejected him unceremoniously.
James laughed softly: "Young man, why do you reject me so quickly? The Indian government has always been hungry for high-tech talents. Talents like you will definitely have a bright future if they join India's RN army. Think about it carefully
, just answer me later..."
rn is the abbreviation of India's Special Rapid Response Force. It is said to be stationed at the foot of a snow-capped mountain in the Himalayas. The mission of this force is to deal with emergencies that occur in India. It is approximately equivalent to the Green Berets of the US military.
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"Why should I join the Indian army when I'm so good?"
I just find James' idea funny. I'm Chinese, and Sino-Indian border relations have just improved in recent years. I don't want to be accused of betraying my country and seeking glory.
James smiled and backed away: "Little brother, think about it carefully, and come to my tent when you have figured it out."
His smile was extremely weird, as if he had already caught something against me and could make me obey at any time.
I didn't pay much attention to James' last words. I focused all my attention on the tent. Seeing that Su Lun didn't come out for a long time, I simply strode over.
The curtain of the tent was half rolled by the wind, revealing a black folding camp bed in the middle. The four legs of the bed were equipped with one-inch-wide straps, which crossed to fix Tengjia's body to the bed board. I don't know what Tanye ordered.
The significance of binding Tengjia tightly, maybe he is more afraid of some mysterious legends about the pyramid than I am - besides, since Tengjia is already in a vegetative state, she will definitely have no objection no matter how he is bound and placed.
At this point, Tanino's way of handling the problem is even more puzzling. He dealt with a "princess-level" figure so rudely, so he was not afraid of censure from the Imperial Family of Japan?
Su Lun stood in front of the camp bed, with his head lowered and his right hand stretched out in the air. The bag containing the "Resurrection Sand" he was holding was already empty.
"Su Lun, how are you?"
Su Lun raised his head in confusion and smiled bitterly: "I have sprinkled sand on her, but it seems...it has no effect?"
This is not surprising. Long's "Resurrection Sand" is not a medical shot in the arm. It can bring half-dead people back to life at any time.
I have arrived at Tengjia's bedside, across the bed from Su Lun. In her left hand, she holds the golden rope tied with a plastic bag, which is fluttering in the wind coming under the door curtain.
The sand grains were scattered from Tengjia's hair, to his forehead, nose, throat, chest...all the way to the toes. Su Lun did it very carefully and spread the sand very evenly, but Tengjia still fell asleep with his eyes closed.
His chest rose and fell slowly, and he felt sleepy.
I have seen many "vegetative" special care wards in hospitals. If various tubes and monitoring instruments are added to this tent, it will immediately become a standard "vegetative" ward.
Thinking about how arrogant and smug she was when I first met Tengka, and then looking at her lifeless look now, I suddenly felt that the flow of life was really ridiculous - "What was brilliant yesterday may be worse than sand today."
Despicable. What about tomorrow? If she wakes up, will she remember that someone once used the 'Resurrection Sand' to save her life?"
As I thought about it, I burst into laughter.
Su Lun raised his head and asked in confusion: "Brother Feng, why are you laughing?"
I waved my hand vigorously and slapped the sand off Tengjia's forehead, so as not to make a fuss when the soldiers guarding her came back later. I smiled at Su Lun: "Su Lun, we were all deceived by Long and Yelan. What do you think?
Thinking about it, the so-called "lost soul, resurrected soul" is just a plot made up by third-rate novelists. How can there be so many weird coincidences in real life? If the "Resurrection Sand" has such a magical function, once it is mass-produced, it will be saved.
How many vegetative people are alive in the world?”
Su Lun shook his head: "No, I don't think Long is lying -"
A gust of wind swept in, and Su Lun's words carried a surprising chill, sending chills down my back.
Especially her eyes when speaking were deep and calm, as if she was narrating an absolutely true history: "When the three of us were at the end of the tunnel, I pressed my whole body against the stone wall and truly felt his soul escaping from his body.
He came out, walked past me, and entered the stone wall gracefully. I can even exaggerate to say that he entered the stone wall sideways, with his face facing me, and he was always smiling and waving goodbye to me..."
She never told me this.
"Really? Are you too sensitive?" Her narration reminded me of scenes from Hong Kong supernatural movies.
"No, that's true. Brother Feng, I always feel that the Tucrahan Pyramid is basically 'alive'. It has thoughts, breathing, and can communicate with people in some strange way... In time, we should
Can we explore this method..." Su Lun was completely immersed in strange thoughts and put the plastic bag and the rope on Tengjia's bedside.
Two soldiers armed with submachine guns walked in, walked around the bed in a routine manner, and then walked out again.
After being interrupted by them, Su Lun returned to his normal expression, crossed his hands behind his head, stretched his waist, and smiled sheepishly like he was waking up from a dream: "Brother Feng, did my words scare you?
"
To be honest, her description really gave me a creepy feeling.
I stared down at Tengjia's face and asked to myself: "What did she find in that set of scriptures? And what kind of magical power allowed her to fly straight from the camp into the ancient underground well?"
Tengjia was covered tightly with a military quilt, covering him from his neck to the soles of his feet, and the straps were tightly tied together with the quilt.
Su Lun suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed Tengjia's chest, and said "oh" in surprise.
"What?" I asked hurriedly, and at the same time I thought that the set of golden armor on Tengjia should be able to explain something.
The two of us really had a good understanding, because Su Lun then raised his head and said: "Brother Feng, she is still wearing armor, Gu Ye just took away the golden helmet and golden boots——"
We exchanged a simple look and immediately understood: "No wonder she covered Tengjia's body with a quilt and tied it tightly with straps. These weird actions were just to cover up the golden armor on her body."
I casually pressed Tengjia's arms and calves, and sure enough, the areas where I touched them felt hard.
In this case, if you can untie the straps and lift the quilt, you can carefully observe the armor. However, I am afraid that you need the permission of Tan Ye or the scalpel, Natura.
I frowned: "Su Lun, why didn't Tan Ye just take off the armor and change Tengjia's clothes into other clothes? Could it be..."
The reason is of course not because there are no girls' clothes in the camp. The high priest is here and it's just a matter of words to get military supplies.
The sound of two soldiers pacing could be heard at the door. They were indeed conscientious enough to do their duty. Perhaps another reason was to prevent anyone from touching Tengjia's body for any reason.
Su Lun took a long breath: "Brother Feng, I have video data from the tomb over there, including close-up pictures of when you just rescued Tengjia from the ancient well. Go back and take a look - I suspect... I suspect
..." She smiled strangely and walked towards the door first.
I leaned down and stared at Tengjia's slightly pale face at close range, thinking silently: "Whether you can wake up or not, can you please give us a little hint about the Pyramid of Tulukhan?"
Modern medicine has not yet developed to the extent that it can extract the memory of the brain tissue of "vegetative people". Even the Germans, who are the most advanced in the field of brain science, have only made a slight breakthrough in "brain cell fuzzy imaging" to clearly read the human brain from a distance.
The level of thinking is still a thousand miles away.
At present, the fastest and most feasible way I can think of is Elder Sahan's mind-reading ability. Before Tengjia leaves, if he can communicate with Natura once, release Elder Sahan and see if he can read Tengjia's mind.
secret……
Back in my tent, Su Lun had connected the micro camera to the laptop and was in a daze while holding a cup of coffee.
There is an invisible detail in the camp. Behind almost every tent, there are at least two soldiers with guns. Although no one said a word or coughed loudly, the atmosphere in the camp was other than "rattled".
Apart from these four words, I really can't find any other more appropriate adjective.
Su Lun raised his head worriedly: "Brother Feng, you should have noticed that 'the rain is about to come and the wind will fill the building', right?"
There are pistols, folding submachine guns and at least ten grenades hidden in her suitcase, but such conventional weapons are no more than children's toys in front of the Rainbow Warriors' rapid-fire machine guns. The large-caliber, low-heat machine guns made in the United States,
Its storm-like destructive power can turn a reinforced military truck into a honeycomb in an instant, let alone in the desert where there is currently no bunker to hide in.
"It's okay. Even if a mutiny is imminent, we can just sit back and watch and let others play whatever they want--"
Su Lun interrupted me: "What if Tiena is in trouble?" She stared at me with burning eyes, leaving me speechless for a moment.
There was already an image on the laptop screen, and the camera slowly passed over countless tomb wall carvings, and paused briefly on several "Sky Boat" patterns.
Two minutes later, the camera focused on the wellhead, and the steel cable twisted quickly, and then the top of my head was exposed, and then the iron box, Tengjia...
"Hey, I didn't expect my face to look so ugly at that time!" I exclaimed and changed the subject.
As you can see from the picture, my face is very pale, and there are glistening cold sweats all over my forehead and neck. Except for the eyes that are still shining with excitement, my whole person looks as weak as if I have just recovered from a serious illness.
The process of going down the well to rescue people is very simple when narrated. I was so nervous at the time that I had no time to reflect on my mixed feelings.
"Hey, this videotape should be kept well. When Tengka wakes up in the future, it can be used as evidence to repay her kindness-"
The camera zooms in, first of all, the golden helmet. The shape of the golden helmet is like an inverted alms bowl. It is called the "golden helmet" just because it is buckled on top of Tengjia's head. The whole body of the alms bowl is smooth and shiny.
Any carved pattern familiar to people on earth tightly wrapped Tengjia's head and hair.
The bottom of the alms bowl, which is also the top of the golden helmet, is a complete round shape - Su Lun asked in a low voice: "Brother Feng, do you think this thing looks like half a light bulb?"
She is continuing the theory that "luminous gold ingots can be called light bulbs". From a certain angle, this weird alms bowl does look like half a light bulb. The strange thing is that to create such a shaped gold product,
I'm afraid it would require a very fine mold to do it.
The camera shifted to Tengjia's feet. The two golden boots were chubby and round, and the uppers just reached her ankles.
Su Lun suddenly sighed: "That's not a golden boot, it's just... just..."
She couldn't find a suitable adjective to express it, because there was absolutely no shoe in the world with an arc-shaped sole. Such golden boots simply could not allow people to walk upright smoothly.
After rescuing people, maybe I was too nervous. After listening to Tina's words, I left the central tomb and completely left Tengjia under the care of the medical team, without paying attention to so many details.
"Brother Feng, you were too nervous at that time... In fact, other people in the camp might not even have the courage to go down the well."
Su Lun fast-forwarded the scene for a short period, and the camera pointed at Tengjia's chest and waist. The scene at this time made me burst into laughter, and even more horrified. My heart felt like I had knocked over a messy spice box.
With this - "It turned out to be... two complete golden sleeves?"
The so-called "armor" is just two sleeves, one covering Tengjia's chest, and the other covering her waist to above the knees. In modern clothing terms, the upper one is a "tube top" and the lower one is
It is a standard "one-step skirt" for office workers.
Su Lun froze the scene, got up and went to make coffee, leaving some time for me to slowly wake up from the shock.
With such armor covering his body, I am afraid that even if Tengjia wakes up, he will not be able to walk and can only sit or lie down - "Su Lun, this... this is not armor, but... it is some kind of decoration? Right?
?”
Su Lun came back with a paper cup and handed me the hot coffee, thoughtfully: "Maybe... maybe it can be said to be a decoration? Why not some kind of totem symbol?"
I took the coffee and asked casually: "Why didn't you remind me on the phone earlier? I was in a hurry when I left, and I didn't even carefully observe the golden armor on Tengjia. If you had told me clearly earlier, maybe I could get it from the iron
What information did Na put in her mouth..."
This situation was so weird that I was so excited that my voice gradually became louder and I couldn't control myself.
Su Lun suddenly said a digression softly: "Brother Feng, have you ever felt that you have been very thin recently...and haggard?" She took out a small round enamel mirror from her pocket, popped it open, and stretched it out.
Come to me.
I was stunned and subconsciously asked, "Really?"
My face was reflected in the mirror. It was pale with a hint of sallowness, my eyes were bloodshot, and the upper and lower eye sockets were an astonishing livid color.