The members of the security team led by the old magic stick are definitely not vegetarians. It can be seen from all aspects that they are well-trained and have strict orders. Therefore, I hid not far away and did not dare to move. The opponents all had guns.
I don't think I'm strong enough to fight bullets.
My attention was basically attracted by the whispers of Mr. Chen and his wife. Just like what Mr. Chen said before he died, the team rested around the stone tripod for a while and then began to study the complex details carefully.
The bird's beak inscription will definitely not be understood for a while. Mr. Chen is proficient in ancient cryptography, but in fact it is not his major, and he probably trusts his wife's business skills. Therefore, Shi Ding's research work is mainly based on whispering and talking.
There is another person in the team who is in charge.
Mr. Chen's wife is in very poor health, with poor physical strength and fitness. The work tasks in the past few days were not particularly heavy, but they were already a burden for her. However, she was very strong and never refused to delay.
The team is lagging behind, which makes Mr. Chen quite distressed.
"Teacher Yao." Mr. Chen's wife coughed a few more times and said to the other person who was mainly responsible for interpretation: "I have some immature suggestions. The characters on the right side of this tripod are obviously different from the characters on the other three sides.
The difference, if you look at it suddenly, the characters on the right side will be very complicated. However, it is probably not the case. The person who set these characters had an intention to confuse the audience."
"Not necessarily." The person in charge, surnamed Yao, was two or three years younger than Mr. Chen. He had a dull and eccentric temperament, and was rigid in doing things. After hearing what Mr. Chen's wife said, he retorted:
"Can you decipher the characters on the other three sides? It's impossible for the characters on the three sides to be so complicated, leaving one side simple. What was the intention of the person who carved the characters?"
"I don't know yet. I guess they don't want people to interpret the characters so easily, but for other reasons, they are afraid that the meaning of the characters will be cut off forever. People who can understand it can always understand it."
"Comrade, those of us who are doing work cannot rely on our own conjectures for everything. History is real and has happened before. If we rely on conjectures, it is better to write novels."
"Teacher Yao, I said this is just my personal opinion and has no conflict with my work. If my suggestion is inappropriate, we can discuss it again."
Mr. Chen’s wife is a very gentle person. She doesn’t want to argue with her colleagues over academic matters, so she has been patiently explaining and expressing her position. But every time she expresses her opinion, the person named Yao always
They would put forward different opinions, which made it impossible for the people below to continue their work. It took a lot of effort to explain too much. Mr. Chen’s wife frowned slightly and couldn’t help coughing several times. She was weak.
A violent cough made her unable to straighten her back.
"Take a rest, don't be anxious, the work will never be finished." Mr. Chen quickly supported her, slowly patted her back, and comforted her softly. Mr. Chen's wife smiled at her husband,
Before he could say anything, Teacher Yao next to Shi Ding spoke again.
"If you are not in good health, you should rest up there more. The enthusiasm for work is understandable, but it is not good if it always delays the work progress of other comrades due to personal reasons." Teacher Yao was very targeted, obviously speaking in a subtle way.
Blaming Mr. Chen’s wife: “This task is very heavy and time is tight.”
"What do you mean!" Mr. Chen was immediately dissatisfied. He turned around and stared at Teacher Yao and said, "Everyone is here for work, why are you like this?"
Originally, I speculated whether there was any personal grudge between Teacher Yao and Mr. Chen or Mr. Chen’s wife, but after thinking about it, I realized that there was no possibility. The reason why Teacher Yao was hostile to Mr. Chen’s wife was probably because
Dayanpo has received attention from above. If this task is completed satisfactorily, then the main persons in charge of several aspects will receive great benefits. Not many people can be as pure-minded and celibate as the old monk Wu Nian, and the same is true for intellectuals.
people.
Thinking about it, I feel quite disgusted with this Teacher Yao.
"Expensive, stop talking." Mr. Chen's wife quickly straightened up and dissuaded Mr. Chen: "I'm just talking about work with Teacher Yao, it's nothing."
Mr. Chen was very angry and endured it. The old magic stick also came to break up the fight at the right time and calmed down the anger of both parties. Next, the work continued. Teacher Yao regarded himself as the only person in charge and assigned the following staff members
Mr. Chen’s wife didn’t care about this and watched the huge stone tripod alone.
The period after that may have been very peaceful, because I guess they haven't found the trick to decipher the beak inscription yet, so they can't trigger the "invisible murderer" who kills people. The situation is similar to what Mr. Chen said. The people in the team have no idea about Shi Ding.
He attached great importance to the interpretation work and devoted himself to it. In order to save some time, the old magic stick sent two people back to get some supplies and materials so that the team could eat and live here without having to travel back and forth. After two or three days like this, maybe from
After comprehensive consideration, the team felt that they could not put all their energy into the stone tripod, so they negotiated and divided the work. Everyone was divided into two parts, one part continued to study the stone tripod, and the other part continued to move forward and explore the unexplored areas.
The number of people around Shiding has decreased by half, but that annoying teacher Yao has not left. I don’t know how deep his and other people’s attainments in the professional field are, but I believe that for the complex and obscure bird’s beak inscriptions, these
Everyone is a loser. Mr. Chen’s wife is silent and rarely speaks, but she must know more than others.
I felt quite uncomfortable and didn’t dare to move much. Unless I was really hungry and couldn’t stand it anymore, I secretly took a few bites of food. In addition, I hadn’t slept well for several days and I was very exhausted. I didn’t want to sleep, but when you are extremely tired,
Maybe I couldn't care less, so I kept squinting for ten minutes as I thought to myself, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I fell asleep in less than a minute.
I was awakened by a burst of noise, which was very loud, accompanied by the sound of guns going off and people shouting. I turned over excitedly and looked over. The Shiding side was completely in chaos, and several people responsible for guarding it were there.
I rushed ahead, and when I showed my head, I happened to see a person's heart explode like a small explosive bag. This heavy trauma from the body caused this person to lose his normal thinking and control ability. He twisted
He held the gun in his hand crookedly, fired a string of bullets into the sky, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"Old Chen! You go first! Hurry up!" The old magic stick was very nervous due to the chaotic and unclear situation. Back then, he seemed not so insignificant. The environment determines a person's style and thinking. People at that time were often able to
He puts the overall situation first, especially an old stickman who abides by his responsibilities. All of his men are dead, and he is the only one left holding a gun, impatiently urging the members of the following teams to leave as soon as possible.
At a glance, I saw Mr. Chen supporting his wife and backing away desperately. Mr. Chen’s wife didn’t know what was going on, but she was very scared. As she kept backing away, her eyes were full of panic. This kind of look
I couldn't help but feel pity. At that time, my mind felt empty, all thoughts disappeared, and I only thought: I can't let her die.
I wanted to jump out of my hiding place immediately, but then I thought about it. Everything in the future will follow the same path as what happened today. If I just rush out like this, when Mr. Chen meets me again in the future, he will...
What do you think? At least there will be a lot of doubts about me. I don't want to go to that trouble, so before jumping out, I silently used a special "operation formula" to decompose the bird's beak inscription. I learned the bird's beak inscription from Qingqing.
Everything happened very quickly. My facial muscles were constantly changing their positions. I believe no one could see my true face. After that, I rushed forward from my hiding place as fast as possible. In the process, I hit the top of my head.
The old magician in front seemed to be completely frightened by something. He flopped to the ground and the gun in his hand was thrown aside. He pushed the ground with his legs desperately and retreated backwards.
Since I rushed out of my hiding place, I was inevitably seen by others. I kept changing the position of my facial muscles and facial features. Even if someone saw me, they would not be able to remember my appearance at any given time.
At that moment, I suddenly felt that the truth was not as complicated as I imagined. Obviously, in Mr. Chen's eyes at this moment, what he saw was a person whose face was changing all the time.
Face changer.
I immediately began to calculate another beak inscription that could be decomposed. Until this time, I was not completely sure how much influence this character had on the invisible murderer, but this was my only way. I could feel the evil spirit.
The breath carries a strong shadow of death.
If my prediction was good, once this character is calculated, the invisible murderer will disappear in a short time. But my prediction was wrong. When I just started the calculation, the strong breath of death did weaken slightly.
, which gave me hope. But in the middle of the calculation, the suppressed breath was like a bucket of gasoline poured into the fire. The flames filled the sky and rose to a terrifying level.
All the breaths were forced over me, like a huge encirclement, surrounding me.
Several people nearby were stunned, perhaps unable to adapt to the drastic change in the situation. They were stunned for about a minute. Mr. Chen woke up first and dragged his wife away.
"Let's go! Let's go quickly! Hurry up!"
In that situation, no matter who yelled like this, everyone would disperse in a hurry. I was so entangled that I could hardly move an inch. No one else could possibly experience that feeling. Only I knew it.
Death is getting closer.
Subconsciously, I turned back with difficulty. If other people saw my actions at this moment, they might think I was pretending to be serious, but the pressure I was under was too great, and it was very difficult to even turn back.
I saw Qingyu's eyes and gaze again. She was dragged hard by Mr. Chen and ran away in a panic. But she kept looking back at me, with an indescribable concern in her eyes.