Once I had this idea in my mind, it began to gradually dominate my thinking. I really think so. The bird's beak inscription is very mysterious. It's a bit mysterious. Qingqing said that every time she silently performs that special "calculation"
After that, there will be a change of face.
I thought that if a bird's beak inscription was decomposed and then "calculated", the result would be spasmodic changes in the facial muscles. So if there were so many bird's beak inscriptions on the stone tripod, if they were decomposed one by one, wouldn't they represent the human body?
Contains thousands or even countless secrets?
Does the human body really have so many secrets?
I thought for a while, put aside this question for the time being, and asked Qingqing what the result would be after decomposing the "operation" of another bird's beak inscription. Qingqing thought about it seriously, then shook her head and told me the second bird she could decompose.
After the beak inscription is "operated", nothing seems to happen.
"This is strange." I frowned, wondering if my guess was wrong.
Now it seems that in addition to the mystery of this stone tripod, there are other factors that I can't figure out. The two beak inscriptions that Qingqing can only decompose are individually circled among the dense inscriptions. This is a
Is this a coincidence? Or is it intentional by the person who carved the tripod, or is there another reason? In short, when I look at the stone tripod, I always feel that the two inscriptions are awkward.
I took out my camera and took clear pictures of the inscriptions on the four sides of the stone tripod one by one. During the shooting process, I carefully observed that the inscriptions on this stone tripod were similar to those on the Bird Beak Ding of the Western Zhou Dynasty and on the underground stone tripod on Dayan Slope.
There should be no duplicates in the inscriptions. In other words, the inscriptions recorded on the three tripods are different. Calculated in this way, the total number of inscriptions is already quite large. No wonder Mr. Chen’s wife had to work hard to decipher it for several days.
, only then did I gain something.
I couldn't understand the inscriptions on the bird's beak one after another, and I inevitably felt a little regretful and anxious. The stone tripod has always been underground, and the natural weathering effect is very weak, and it is very well preserved. I started to browse slowly.
Because Qingqing said that except for this stone tripod, there is no other special thing in this place, and there is still more time. Qingqing did not disturb me, and just looked at it for about twenty or thirty minutes. I suddenly found that on one side of the stone tripod,
The two beak inscriptions look a little familiar.
Among the inscriptions throughout the article, I noticed these two because they suddenly looked crooked, but if you look closely, you will feel that they look a bit like two Chinese characters.
Immortality.
These two words should be integrated with other inscriptions, which seems a bit paradoxical, but even so, they are relatively conspicuous in the inscriptions. If you carefully observe the inscriptions, you can probably see it. I don’t know this
Is it a coincidence that there happen to be two Chinese characters in the complex inscription? Once again, I couldn't help but connect the inscription with longevity.
"Qingqing, please touch these two inscriptions." I guided Qingqing and put her hands on the two inscriptions. Qingqing's fingertips are very sensitive to touch. If they are words she knows, she can accurately identify them by touching them.
When I came out, I said to her: "These two inscriptions are very similar in structure to the Chinese character for longevity. Can you try to decipher them?"
"Maybe not, I'll try."
Only Qingqing can understand the way to decompose the inscription. This understanding seems to have appeared suddenly without anyone teaching her. However, in this way, whether the inscription can be decomposed depends entirely on her inspiration.
After about ten minutes, Qingqing turned her head, her expression a little regretful and a little guilty, and murmured to me: "It seems... no."
"It's okay, it doesn't matter." I looked up at the old master who was waiting above, and planned to stop here today. Anyway, I still have plenty of time, so I can study slowly.
I turned around with Qingqing and wanted to go back along the original path, but the moment we turned around, I felt Qingqing's hand suddenly shake, and then her expression changed instantly.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Someone wants to kill us!" After Qingqing was briefly surprised, her expression turned a little panicked. She held my hand tightly, and although she couldn't see her eyes, she looked left and right, scanning the surroundings hurriedly.
My sensing ability is not as good as hers, or slower than hers, but after Qingqing's panic, I also vaguely had a very strange feeling. The surroundings were quiet, and there were no accidents, but there was a very strong feeling.
A sense of crisis enveloped my heart. I always felt that there seemed to be an invisible thing behind me. It was like walking on the road at night, there was always something following me, but when I suddenly turned my head, I still couldn't see it.
anything.
The sense of crisis appeared very suddenly and became more violent. I didn't have time to think of a way to deal with it, and I felt like something was getting into my body. Immediately, every cell in my body seemed to be affected, and one after another I felt like something was getting into my body.
Something like air currents swarmed up, all congested to the heart.
I could clearly feel that my beating heart was under inexplicable pressure. This pressure was irresistible. Because of the tension, the corners of my mouth began to twitch constantly. I think, if other people can see it now,
If they see me, they will definitely think that I am smiling weirdly.
I didn't know what to do, so I pulled Qingqing and wanted to run away, but with just one step, my heart seemed to be burst by something.
This feeling was quite uncomfortable, and my brain began to become confused. I wanted to continue running desperately, but the scenery and light in front of me dimmed in a few seconds, as if they were about to disappear from my field of vision.
I don’t know how long this chaos lasted, but my senses suddenly became clear, and the feeling that my heart was about to burst disappeared completely. It was as if the gloomy dark clouds were blown away by the strong wind in an instant, and the sun filled the ground. My legs softened, and my whole body
They all sat on the ground, but now my mind was clear. My first thought was to see Qingqing. She was in much better condition than me and she was still standing where she was.
Although no one explained it to me, I knew that the sense of crisis that just appeared must be a sign of the appearance of the invisible murderer. Mr. Chen and Deputy Director Zhou both died because of this. After a while, I was afraid that it was inevitable that I would fight.
I shivered, but then I felt lucky. Anyway, the sense of crisis seemed to have disappeared.
My heart was still weak, so I shouted to the old magic stick in the distance. Qingqing squatted next to me, her gray eyes were full of unspeakable concern. Her eyes made me nervous and uneasy before.
It was quickly dispelled. I turned over and climbed up. I was a little confused. No one knew what the invisible murderer was. But since it appeared, death was inevitable. However, this time, Qingqing and I both survived.
The old magician probably knew something was going on here and ran very fast. He may have a deep fear of that kind of stone tripod, so he took us away.
"Don't touch the stone tripod again!" The old magic stick kept nagging as he walked: "You don't even listen to me!"
"No one could have predicted that situation."
"Then don't touch it!" The old magic stick turned around. At this moment, the wretchedness on his face seemed to be invisible. It was replaced by a very solemn and heavy expression. He said to me word by word: "You don't want it."
If you follow the old path of the old man, you can't even imagine how evil that tripod is."
The old magic stick's solemnity only lasted for two seconds. After saying these words, he quickly returned to his original state. While walking quickly, he muttered something to me. He had persuaded Mr. Chen more than once to let him completely
Give up the pursuit of those things back then, but Dayan Slope may be a knot in Mr. Chen's heart. Twenty or thirty years have not been able to dilute this knot in his heart. In the end, Mr. Chen still died on it.
"Humans, just live." The old magician sighed and said, "Don't keep forcing yourself to do things that you can't do."
We left the cave and returned to the top of the mountain. I really wanted to know the meaning of the bird's beak inscription, but I didn't plan to touch the stone cauldron again. It was indeed quite dangerous. We stayed here for about a week, and we were a little prepared at the time.
Not enough, the supplies were not enough. After some discussion, the old magician and I planned to go out to purchase.
There were a lot of things to buy, and I wanted to explore places other than the hill. We couldn’t buy the things we needed in the small town, so we ran to the nearest county town. The old magician told me
Don't go back and forth, he will go and inquire about the news first to see if the current news is serious.
The old magician left, and I stayed alone next to a few unfinished buildings on the edge of the county. After thinking for a long time, I finally took out my mobile phone. I hadn’t turned it on for so many days, and the incoming calls and text messages were like snowflakes. There were friends.
, colleagues, and Peixin, I read them one by one. When I turned to the text messages from a few days ago, I saw a text message sent by Hou Jinheng. This text message did not have many words, but it made me a little interested.
Unexpected.
The content of the text message is as follows: No need to hide, I know that the matter has nothing to do with you, and you are innocent.
I can't tell whether this is Hou Jinheng's truth or his trapping scheme, but for people who work in his kind of work, it's impossible to tell the truth from lies, so I hesitated after reading this text message.
After a long time, I decided to hide, at least for a while.
But in this case, I have to ensure that my whereabouts are completely secret, and I still can't even contact Peixin. That little girl has never experienced anything. These days must have tortured her enough. I feel uncomfortable in my heart. Let's go.
I went to the small grocery store opposite and bought a pack of cigarettes. Before the cigarettes were unpacked, a person caught my attention.
He passed by the door of the grocery store. The reason why this man caught my attention was because he only had one ear, which made him look weird.
At the same time that I noticed him, he also noticed me, looked this way, and twitched his nose a few times like a hound.