Qinglong Ghost Palace Chapter 95: Frightening Old Photos
After we finished talking about Chi You and Taotie, Professor Maria and Dr. Zhu Tao led the foreign doctors and began to conduct a series of examinations on me. Of course, they drew blood, tested blood, tested urine, took hair for genetic testing, and took photos of X
X-rays, brain CT and magnetic resonance imaging were indispensable, and a psychiatrist had a private meeting with me for more than three hours. These various examinations lasted until after eight o'clock in the evening. These foreign doctors seemed very tired.
When I came out of the examination room, Faqiu Zhi was sitting on the row of chairs with an expressionless face, while Fei Long and Zhang Bailing had gone somewhere.
I knew he was here to wait for me. When I walked up to him, he didn't even look at me. He just said coldly: "Follow me."
I suddenly felt a little confused and thought to myself that you are the boss of this territory after all, so you have to be polite as a landowner, as if I owe you 8 million. I glared at him angrily and stopped talking to him.
When I walked to the elevator, I felt that he might have such a cold personality. If you didn't ask more questions, you would probably miss a lot of information, such as what he did when he went to the Blue Dragon Ghost Palace that time.
And how did Duo Jin get out of the Dragon Burial Formation? Furthermore, there are so many tomb robbers here this time, what the hell are you talking about.
I patted his shoulder, and he was agitated, as if he felt very uncomfortable. He glanced at me strangely and asked, "What? Is something wrong?" Then he turned his head away and pressed the button to open the elevator.
Just as I was about to go in, I grabbed his shoulder again. To be honest, his shoulder was very hard. It felt like he had pinched a stone. I quickly retracted my hand. I was afraid that he would be angry, so I spoke first and said,
: "Fat Dragon! Where have you gone? What are your intentions in taking me? Where are you taking me? What do you want to do?"
I was a little incoherent in the end. When I was alone with him, I only had a strange feeling, which was the fear from the bottom of my heart. Thinking of his fierce and decisive appearance in the Qinglong Ghost Palace, my gums were getting cold.
gas.
He clicked his tongue and said without looking back: "He needs to rest, and you need to rest now too."
Then he walked into the elevator, glanced at me lightly, and said, "Hurry up."
There is no way, I need to adapt to his character. We have reached the ninth floor, which is also the highest floor of this villa. It seems that Feilong is right. This villa is indeed modified on the basis of Zhangjia Building.
, otherwise whose villa would be as high as nine stories.
When I walked into the corridor, I saw the picture of the snow mountain hanging on the wall, and then I realized something. When I was in the Qinglong Ghost Palace, Faqiu Zhi asked Duo Jin to go to the Dardan tribe to cultivate for a year. Since Faqiu Zhi
They are the primitive tribe of the Zhang family in the Kunlun Mountains, and Duojin is also a Tibetan. So why is the Zhang family building not in the Kunlun Mountains, but here in Yunnan.
With questions in mind, I started walking and looking at the pictures of snowy mountains on the wall. Each picture was different. Some were just white snowy mountains. Their appearance could only be distinguished from shadows, curves, and broken lines.
Some are Kunlun Mountains under the moonlight. You can see clusters of green eyes embedded in the snow-capped mountains. I took a closer look and couldn't help but be surprised. Upon closer inspection, they were actually groups of white-haired wolves, snow-white.
The wolf fur has merged with the snow of Kunlun Mountain.
The other pictures of snow-capped mountains don’t have any special features, except for the shape of mountains. It seems to be a painting, but I always feel that this is like a road map. Finally, we stopped in front of a room door, and this
The mural on the wall next to it is different from the previous paintings. The reason is that there are three more figures in the white snow-capped mountains. One is leading the way and two are following behind. The figure in front has a well-proportioned figure and a waist.
There is a long thing hanging on it, I think it should be a knife. The two people behind are a fat man and a thin man. The fat man has his hands raised in the sky, as if he is making a speech, and the thin man should be holding something in his hand.
On a map, the three of them moved forward slowly, facing the flying snow in the sky and the red clouds that were about to set.
There seemed to be a surge of electricity in my brain. I subconsciously grabbed his shoulders, pointed at the three people in the painting, and stammered: "Hey! You, you... you see, these... these three people, no matter what
In terms of body shape and appearance, why do we look so much like Fat Dragon and the three of us?"
He looked at the three people in the painting, then looked at me with a very indescribable look, and said: "You painted it yourself, and you asked me about it."
I said without thinking: "What? I painted this painting?"
"You drew them all." Faqiu Zhi said lightly.
After saying that, he opened the door and said, "Go in and rest." Today he was wearing a dark black suit, and his slightly longer hair was tied into a short ponytail behind his head. He looked harmless to both humans and animals.
He is actually terribly cold.
I didn't pay him any attention. After I entered, he glanced at the painting twice and then left.
After I came in, I realized that this room was extremely big. It was at least more than 200 square meters. It was considered a super presidential suite, but it was not as commercial and simple as a hotel. Especially, there was a big wooden shelf in the corner of the living room.
There are a dazzling array of nylon ropes, needle shovels, Luoyang shovels, ground drills, iron claw hooks, threaded steel pipes, iron flashlights from decades ago, kerosene lamps with glass covers, etc. hanging on them. In addition, there are
There are several long strings stretched on one wall, with old newspapers, black and white photos, only a few of them in color, and hair packed in plastic bags.
I walked closer to those old photos, and the faces that felt both familiar and strange made my back tingle. Among them, there was this old black and white photo with many places of wear and tear, and there was a young and beautiful woman.
She hugged my neck and put her head in my arms. Her long black hair covered the other half of her face, and because of the dim light, our faces looked a little unreal, but I could feel it.
Her beauty still came to my face unimpeded, and I looked very happy.
I thought to myself: "Is this who I was in the past? Is this woman holding me my lover my lover? Or my wife? Grandma?!"
Thinking of this, I was so frightened that I quickly backed away and almost fell. I lowered my body and held on to the coffee table in the living room. Suddenly, the phone rang. I was so frightened by the sudden sound that I sat on the blanket on the ground.
I looked up at the old photo, the blurry woman's face, and put the phone to my mouth, "Hello? Who is it?"
