The past few days have been stuffy, and I was sweating all over even if I couldn't sit still. Finally, God finally sent out a heavy rain, which made everything smoke, and finally cooled down the hot city.
After the rain, the Guwu Market in Fanjiayuan was bustling with activity. Due to the weather, amateur collectors and antique lovers who had been at home for several days came to buy some stuff.
Big Gold Tooth was busy talking to an old customer. The fat man was selling our country shoes to a foreign couple with blue eyes and big noses. The fat man said to the two foreigners: How about you use your nose to smell the inside of these shoes?
, has the same flavor as my American Monroe, this is the fragrant shoe prostitute that Monroe wore in our Chinese Ming Dynasty, do you understand?
The foreign couple, who spoke a little Chinese, were obviously very interested in this exquisite Dongfang shoes. The fat man took advantage of the opportunity and asked for 20,000 yuan. The money frightened the two foreigners and left. They come here often.
Foreigners in China all know how to bargain. When Fatty saw that this foreign couple didn't know how to bargain, he knew that it was their first time coming back to China, so he quickly stopped them back, claiming that in order to promote Sino-foreign exchanges, he would adhere to the Five Basics of Peaceful Coexistence.
Under the premise of principle, you can give them a discount.
I sat aside smoking a cigarette and had no interest in the lively scenes in the antique market. After returning from Shaanxi, I went to the hospital for examination. The marks on the backs of me and the fat man did not reveal anything special or any disease.
Didn't check it out either.
And I don’t feel anything special. I’ve been making a lot of money recently and my business is booming. The raw jade we brought back from Shaanxi was sold at a price that would make me laugh in my dreams, and we also received a few genuine artifacts.
, almost every transaction, the profit is doubled several times. However, when I think of Professor Sun's words, I feel like there is a huge mountain behind me, and I can't breathe. Every time I think of this, I feel worried. I can't be interested in anything.
That hateful and hypocritical Professor Sun refused to tell me the meaning of this symbol. Moreover, he alone has mastered the technology of deciphering ancient encrypted text, but I couldn't force him to tell me.
Although the batch of dragon bones unearthed in Gutian was destroyed, Professor Sun must have left some details in advance. How can I think of a way to go to Shaanxi to ask him to come over and have a look. As long as I can confirm the mark on the back, it will be the same as the ghost of Jing Jue.
It has nothing to do with the eyeballs of the hole, so that I can let democracy go. But during that conversation, when I mentioned the word "ghost hole", Professor Sun went crazy, so that I never said to him again.
Change the place of the hole
The more Professor Sun conceals and shirks, the more I think it has something to do with the Jingjue Ghost Cave. If I don’t figure it out, something big will happen sooner or later. Since Professor Sun refuses to give it to me, I can’t tell, so I have to go.
You have to resort to some means, you can't live your whole life with a district class that looks like an eyeball on your back.
Summer is a season when it is easy to doze off. I was sitting on the couch looking at something to prevent the Buddha from stealing a few things, but my mind was wandering and I fell asleep unknowingly.
I had a series of strange dreams. At the beginning, I dreamed that I married a mute girl. She told me in a gesticulating manner that she wanted me to take her to a movie. We didn’t know why, so we arrived at the movie theater without buying a ticket.
So we went in, and the movie show went from beginning to end, and we couldn’t tell where the middle girl was making an explosion. It was a landslide. As the movie continued, my mute wife and I found that the movie theater had turned into a cave. A cave.
It was hazy, as if there was a bottomless abyss. I was so frightened that I quickly told my mute wife, no, this place is a bottomless ghost hole deep in the desert, let’s run, my
The mute wife was indifferent and pushed me into the ghost cave. I fell into the depths of the ghost cave and saw a huge eye staring at me at the bottom of the cave.
Suddenly my nose felt cold, as if someone had pinched it. I woke up from my dream and saw a familiar figure standing in front of me. The person was pinching my nose with his fingers. I opened my eyes just in time.
When I met her eyes, I had dreamed of a terrifying huge eye. Before I fully woke up, I suddenly saw a person looking at me. I was startled and almost fell off the couch.
Looking closely at what he was standing in front of, Fatty and Da Jinya were laughing so hard that they could hardly stand up straight. Fatty laughed and said: Old Hu, you are daydreaming, your saliva is dripping down.
He must be dreaming about marrying a wife.
Da Jinya said to me: Mr. Hu is awake, isn’t it Miss Yang who has just arrived from the United States, saying she has something urgent to do with you.
He handed me a handkerchief: We haven't seen each other for a few days, and something has happened again. My saliva has become a river. Wipe it up quickly.
I didn't take her handkerchief, I wiped it on my mouth with my sleeve, then stretched hard, rubbed my eyes, and then said to me in a hypocritical manner: "Your eyes are open." My sleepiness had completely disappeared at this time, and suddenly
Thinking of the eyeball-shaped red spot on his back, he quickly said to me: By the way, I have been thinking about how to find you these days, and I have something important to tell you.
He said to me: I also have something important to do. It’s too noisy here. Let’s find a quiet place to talk.
I quickly stood up from the couch, let Fatty and Da Jinya continue to take care of business, and went to Longtan Park near the antique market.
Longtan Park had not been renovated at that time and was not large in scale. Even on a working holiday, there were not many tourists pointing to a stone bench in a quiet place by the lake and saying: This is a good place. Let’s sit down and talk.
I said to him: Usually people who want to date people sit here. If you don't avoid suspicion, I'm fine with it. This little place is really nice, and it's just the right place for a date.
I was born and raised in the United States. Although I have lived in a Chinese community for a long time, I didn’t quite understand what I meant. So I asked: Do you mean that only couples in love are allowed to sit by the lake?
I thought to myself that the cultural backgrounds of the two countries were so different that it would be complicated to explain, so I said: The people of the country and the people of the country will sit, and whoever will sit on the orange tree in this park will sit on it. Let’s forget about it.
Then he sat down.
I asked Professor Chen if he was cured?
He sat down next to me and sighed and said: The professor is still undergoing treatment in the United States. He has been greatly stimulated and there has not been much progress in the treatment.
I heard that Professor Chen's condition had not improved yet, and I felt sad. I chatted with him for a few more words, and then got down to business. Of course, it was not about asking me to pay back the money. As I expected, it was about the eyeball shape that suddenly appeared on my back.
Red scar.
This kind of weird thing happened not only to Fatty and Professor Chen, but also to me. On that trip to Xinjiang, a total of five people survived. In addition to these four people, there was also a Uighur guide, the old fox An in the desert.
Liman, does this kind of red scar appear on his body?
Said: It won't appear on Grandpa An Liman's body because he has never seen a ghost cave. I think this kind of mark must have some connection with the eyeballs of the ghost cave tribe.
There are too many secrets about that mysterious race that have not been revealed, but these unknown secrets, including the ghost cave that leads to nowhere, have been buried under the sand forever and will never be seen again.
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I told some things I learned from Professor Sun in Gutian, Shaanxi Province. Maybe she can make some kind of procedural judgment from it, whether this symbol is the curse brought by the ghost cave to us.
After hearing this, he said: Professor Sun, is his name Sun Yaozu? His name is very prestigious in the Western archaeological community. He is one of the few experts in deciphering ancient characters in the world. He is good at deciphering ancient symbols, ancient codes, and ancient encryption.
Graphical information, I have read his books and know that he is friends with Professor Chen, but I have never come into contact with him. A number of cultural relics were unearthed from the tomb of the King of France in Garotep, Egypt, one of which was carved with many hieroglyphic symbols.
Many experts were unable to determine the meaning of the scepter. A French expert who knew Sun Yaozu wrote to him for help. After receiving valuable advice from Professor Sun, he finally determined that this scepter was the engraved underworld in the ancient Egyptian legend.
The discovery of the wand of hell in words shocked the whole world at the time, and Professor Sun has been famous all over the world since then. If he said that this symbol is not an eye, but some kind of symbolic picture, I think it must be reasonable.
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I secretly froze, thinking that Professor Sun, with his weird temper and peasant-like dress, could be such a distinguished person. Sea fruits are really immeasurable. I asked whether this was a symbol or a text, which is the most important thing.
Does it have anything to do with whether it is good or bad and that damn ruin in Jingjue Country?
Said: I have found some clues about this matter in the United States. Do you still remember the Apocalypse of the Prophet in the Zagrama Mountains? It mentioned that among the four survivors, one of us is a descendant of the Prophet's tribe. That person is indeed
My grandpa passed away when I was seventeen years old. He passed away very suddenly and left no words behind. When I returned to the United States, I looked through some of the noble gendarmes he left behind. Among them was a notebook that I found.
There are many amazing clues that completely prove the authenticity of the prophet's apocalypse.
It seems that things are developing in the direction that I am most worried about. I am really afraid of what will happen. The changing hole is like a nightmare. I try to avoid it, but it sticks to my body like a dog-skin plaster. Are we being eliminated from the ancient country?
The so-called cursed ancient city and the entire Zagrama have been buried forever by the yellow sand, right?
Said: It's not a curse, but it's more troublesome than a curse. Zagrama, I'll tell you what I know from the beginning. Book Alliance
Chapter completed!