"Bird poop?" I seemed a little unable to react for a moment, and looked at Wu Shengli in surprise. He was not a humorous person, especially in this half-dead state, and he was definitely not in the mood to joke with me. But he
The answer given is hard to accept. I have always thought that the dark brown scabs hidden by Mr. Chen should be very valuable.
"This is the only small stove that can be found in the outside world." Wu Shengli took the small copper stove from my hand and stroked it gently: "Northern, what is in this stove is
A lot of people want it.”
"Wait a minute." I interrupted him and said, "You said the stuff in this stove is bird poop?"
"When you were in the institute, you had been repairing metal objects, so you must have come into contact with things like alchemy furnaces." Wu Shengli probably couldn't even lift such a small copper furnace, so he put it on the coffee table.
Then he said to me: "Chen Kegui is considered a very knowledgeable and knowledgeable person. You should have learned a lot from him. When it comes to alchemy furnaces, it is impossible not to mention Taoists and alchemists. You should learn a lot from him."
Know something."
What Wu Shengli said really reminded me of something. In the past, because I needed to repair some Taoist magic weapons, I specifically asked Mr. Chen and other experienced people in the institute for advice. In our chats after work, we often talked about
Chatting about cultural relics and the like.
There is a lost elixir called Baicao Dan, which is highly poisonous. The main ingredient of the elixir is bird droppings. The alchemist who made the elixir cleaned the fallen leaves on the ground in the forest, and then collected all the bird droppings accumulated under the fallen leaves.
It took at least a hundred kilograms to get it up, and finally a little bit of the highly poisonous Baicao Pill was made. This may be the only pill recipe I know of that uses bird droppings as the main ingredient.
However, I don't think that the dark brown scabs in the small stove are also poisons. With the development of science and technology, there are many chemical drugs that are more powerful than Baicaodan. Mr. Chen and others will not look far away from the near.
"Beifang, I'm not lying to you." Wu Shengli stretched out a hand, pointed at the small copper stove on the coffee table, and said: "The content inside is indeed bird droppings, but this kind of bird droppings comes from a very strange species.
bird."
Before the Dayanpo incident happened, no one might have noticed this small copper furnace and the "guano" inside. The relevant research results were all produced after the incident. Those batches were buried in Dayanpo
The unidentified people must know this, but there are no clues left at the scene. Therefore, these situations were all figured out by the group of people who inspected Dayanpo at that time.
Almost no one knew about those strange birds in the past. They only gathered in one place and stayed there from the time they broke out of their shells to the time they finally died. For ordinary people, everything about this kind of bird is unknown.
It's very mysterious. But the unidentified people who were buried in Dayanpo must have been collecting the guano of this kind of bird, and then refining it in the furnace, and finally formed this dark brown thing like a scab.
I have a lot of things on my mind right now, and I don’t have the energy to care about the specific condition of this bird. I just want to know what the refined bird droppings are used for.
"Can you tell me the purpose of these bird droppings?"
"Beibei, keep these things carefully. I may not need them. Maybe, you will need them in the future." Wu Shengli took a breath and said: "In the future, if you get into any trouble one day,
When you encounter any danger, when your life is seriously threatened, eat a little of this food, not too much, just as big as a fingernail."
"What do you mean?" I frowned. Although Wu Shengli's explanation was not very clear, I already understood what he meant. He was sent to the hospital and diagnosed as dead because of the danger caused by a sudden congenital heart disease.
, and then sent him to the morgue, and finally ran out again, and was able to resurrect him from death. Is it because of this kind of bird droppings?
This was difficult to understand and unbelievable, but I couldn't find any other more suitable reason. Naturally, I started to look squarely at the small stove. No wonder Mr. Chen would hide this kind of bird excrement secretly. He should also know the function of bird excrement.
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"Then what? What happens after eating this kind of bird droppings?" I was a little inexplicably excited, because if Wu Shengli changed because of this kind of bird droppings, could Mr. Chen do the same?
"Then it's a very, very difficult process." Wu Shengli smiled slightly, shook his head secretly, and said: "This kind of thing cannot allow me to continue to live intact. It can only delay it for a period of time. I must find it."
Another way to save yourself."
"How to save yourself?" I understood something instantly: "Because of this, why are you so eager to find the inscription on the bird's beak tripod?"
I really can't imagine that the inscriptions on the Bird's Beak Cauldron have any specific use for Wu Shengli. In my opinion, they are just a bunch of messy line symbols.
"North, there are some things that you can't understand even if I say them. You lack the foundation." As Wu Shengli spoke, a little shining light burst out from his dim eyes: "That thing is the world
The most amazing thing in the world, people who don’t understand it will never understand how wonderful it is.”
Wu Shengli told me that this matter is like an interlocking novel. Unless I read it from the beginning, I can fully understand its meaning. If I start reading it from the middle, then I will become more and more confused. I don’t
I know if what he said is true, this may be one of the reasons why he refuses to reveal the truth to me.
"I can believe these things. So far, I only have one question that is difficult to understand." I looked at Wu Shengli and said, "How do you know so many things?"
Indeed, this is a big doubt in my mind. Wu Shengli is about the same age as me. Ever since he started working at the Institute of Cultural Relics, he has been a silent and reserved person. He is not gregarious and his work is not outstanding. It is difficult for such a person to
Being valued and promoted by the superiors, Wu Shengli has always been responsible for some relatively idle work. His personal environment and work environment are very ordinary. If analyzed from a normal perspective, he should not know these things.
"I know this, I just know it. This is a little bit of my passion, Beifang, you will understand me." Wu Shengli directly avoided the question and said: "Find a suitable time and go to Chen Kegui's house.
Take a look, you don’t need me to explain anything, you know how important the inscription is to me."
"Yes." I nodded perfunctorily, but I really couldn't make up my mind whether I should give the inscription to Wu Shengli. To be honest, Wu Shengli looked weak and almost dead, which was very pitiful.
I made an excuse to get something to eat, and then got into the kitchen. After thinking for a long time, I decided to put it off for the time being until Wu Shengli couldn't stand it any longer before making the final plan. So after eating something, I
Just as an excuse to visit Mr. Chen, I ran to the library and flipped through some information. Wu Shengli was right. Regarding that strange bird and the small bronze stove, I might have been blank. I flipped through it for a long time.
I still can't find anything about it.
After that, I called Peixin and told her to take care of herself and wait until after eight o'clock in the evening to go home. I told Wu Shengli that Mr. Chen had just been killed, and the residence was probably still under surveillance.
I don't want to take risks.
"Let's wait and see if there is a chance tomorrow."
Wu Shengli was a very boring person. When there was nothing to talk about, he would keep his head down and say nothing. I saw him lying on the sofa sickly, and I felt a little unbearable. I tidied up the bedroom and let him sleep in the bedroom.
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"Beifang." As Wu Shengli slowly walked into the bedroom holding on to the wall, he turned back to me and said, "You are a good person."
"What do you want to tell me next, in fact, all good people are short-lived?" I smiled.
There was only one bedroom at home, and after giving it to Wu Shengli, I had no choice but to sleep on the sofa. I haven't slept well in the past few days, and my body is very tired, but I always don't sleep well and am always in a state of light sleep.
It wasn't until about two o'clock in the morning that I finally fell asleep.
But not long after I fell asleep, the phone at the table rang. I grabbed the phone in a daze and saw Hou Jinheng's name displayed on the screen. Looking at the current time, I was a little surprised. A policeman,
Will calling me in the middle of the night be anything good? My sleepiness immediately disappeared and I answered the phone.
"I really don't want to disturb you, but I can't help it." Hou Jinheng said politely and said, "It may affect your rest."
"It's okay. I often stay up late. I've been a little tired these past two days, so I went to bed early."
I really can’t understand this person. Every word he speaks seems to be idle chatter and insignificant, but every word seems to have a profound meaning. In short, it is difficult to figure out. I have indeed done something guilty, so I talked to him.
I was very careful at all times, lest any flaws would be exposed. I didn’t know if what I did would have an impact on the investigation of the case. Anyway, it’s always right to be careful.
"I was in your institute yesterday afternoon to learn about the situation, but I didn't see you." Hou Jinheng said, "Your director said he was on leave."
"There is nothing I can do if I don't ask for leave. Mr. Chen has no children and Pei Xin is ignorant. I contacted the funeral home and prepared to publish an obituary in the newspaper tomorrow. I have been very busy these days."
"Mr. Chen's funeral affairs may not need to be considered for the time being." Hou Jinheng paused and said, "He is gone."