It has been hot and muggy for the past few days, and I was sweating all over even if I sat still.
Finally, God finally sent out a heavy rain, which was so smoky that it finally cooled down the hot city.
After the rain, the Panjiayuan Antique Market was bustling with activity.
Amateur collectors and antique enthusiasts who had been at home for several days came to buy and exchange items.
Big Gold Tooth was busy talking to an old customer.
Fatty was selling our embroidered shoes to a foreign couple with blue eyes and big noses.
Fatty said to the two foreigners, "How about you use your nose to smell the inside of these shoes?"
They have the same flavor as your American Monroe.
These are the fragrant shoes worn by our Chinese Monroe in the Ming Dynasty.
Do you understand the famous prostitute?"
This foreign couple, who knew a little bit of Chinese, were obviously very interested in this exquisite Oriental embroidered shoe.
The fat man took advantage of the opportunity and asked for 20,000 yuan.
This price frightened the two foreigners and turned away.
Foreigners who often come to China 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 to come back to China, so he quickly stopped them back, claiming that in order to promote Sino-foreign exchanges, he insisted on peaceful coexistence for five years.
Under the premise of this basic principle, we 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 a checkup.
There was nothing special about the marks on the fat man's and I's backs, and there was no sign of any illness.
Didn't check it out.
And I don’t feel anything special.
We have been making a lot of money recently, and our business is booming.
The raw jade we brought back from Shaanxi was sold at a price that would make us smile in our dreams.
We also received a few pieces of genuine artifacts.
Almost every transaction made a profit of It's multiple times.
However, when I think of Professor Sun's words, I feel like a big mountain is pressing down on my back, and I can't breathe.
Every time I think of these, I feel worried and have no interest in anything.
That hateful, hypocritical Professor Sun refused to tell me what this symbol meant.
He was the only one who mastered the technology of deciphering ancient encrypted text, but I couldn't force him to tell me.
Although the batch of dragon bones unearthed from Gu Lan were destroyed, Professor Sun must have left some bones in advance.
How can I think of a way to go to Shaanxi again to ask him to come over and have a look?
As long as I can be sure that the mark on my back has nothing to do with the eyeballs of Jingjue Guodong, I can rest assured.
But during that conversation, when I mentioned the word ghost cave, Professor Sun went crazy, so much so that I never dared to tell him about the ghost cave again.
The more Professor Sun conceals and shirks, the more I think it has something to do with the Jingjue Ghost Cave.
Since Professor Sun refused to give it to me when I clearly wanted it, I had to resort to some means.
I couldn't live my whole life with an eyeball-like red spot on my back.
Summer is a season where it is easy to doze off.
I was sitting on a couch and looking at things 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 first, I dreamed that I married a mute girl.
She told me with picturesque gestures that she wanted me to take her to a movie.
We didn't know how we arrived at the cinema and went in without buying a ticket.
The movie was played from beginning to end, and we couldn't tell where it was going.
There were only explosions and landslides.
While we were acting, my mute wife and I found that the cinema had turned into a cave.
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The cave was hazy, as if there was a bottomless abyss.
I was shocked and told my mute wife that it was not good.
This place is a bottomless ghost hole deep in the desert.
Let's run.
But my mute wife was indifferent and suddenly pushed me into the ghost cave.
I fell into the depths of the ghost cave.
There was a huge eye staring at me at the bottom of the cave.
Suddenly my nose felt cold, as if someone had pinched me.
I woke up from my dream and saw a familiar figure standing in front of me.
The person was pinching my nose with her fingers.
When I opened my eyes, I happened to meet her eyes.
I had dreamed about a terrifying huge eye.
Before I fully woke up, I suddenly saw a person looking at me.
I was frightened.
He jumped and almost fell off the couch.
Taking a closer look, Shiry Yang was standing in front of him.
Fatty and Da Jinya were laughing so hard that they could hardly stand up straight.
Fatty laughed and said: "Old Hu, you are daydreaming and your mouth is watering."
Coming down, I must be dreaming of marrying a wife."
Da Jinya said to me: "Master Hu is awake, isn't it?
Miss Yang just came over from the United States.
She said she has something urgent to do with you."
Shiry Yang handed me a handkerchief: "We haven't seen each other for a few days, and I've gotten into trouble again.
My saliva has become a river.
Wipe it up."
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 Shirey Yang in a daze: "Your eyes, by the way."
At this time, I The sleepiness had completely disappeared, and suddenly I thought of the eyeball-shaped red spots on my back, and quickly said to Shiry Yang: "By the way, I have been thinking about how to find you these days, and I have something important to tell you."
Shiry Yang 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, letting Fatty and Da Jinya continue to take care of business, and I went with Shiry Yang to Longtan Park near the antique market.
Longtan Park had not yet been renovated and was not large in scale.
Even on holidays, there were not many tourists.
Shiry Yang pointed to a stone bench in a quiet place by the lake and said, "This is a good place.
Let's sit down and talk."
I said to Shirey Yang: "Usually people who want to date people sit here.
If you don't avoid suspicion, it's fine with me.
This little place is really nice, and it's just the right place for a date."
Shiry Yang was born and raised in the United States.
Although she has lived in the Chinese community for a long time, she didn't quite understand what I meant.
She asked, "What do you mean, only couples in love are allowed to sit by the lake?"
I thought 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 sit on the benches in this park.
Let's forget about it."
"He said and sat down.
I asked Shiry Yang: "Is Professor Chen's illness cured?"
Shiry Yang sat down next to me and sighed and said: "The professor is still undergoing treatment in the United States.
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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 Shiry Yang 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 suddenly appearing on my back.
Eyeball-like erythema.
Not only Fatty and I, but also Shiry Yang and Professor Chen had this weird thing.
During that trip to Xinjiang, a total of five people survived.
In addition to the four of us, there was also a guide.
An Liman, the old fox in the desert, did he also have such red spots on his body?
Shiry Yang said: "It shouldn'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 an unknown place, have been buried under the yellow sand forever and will never be seen again.
I told Shiry Yang some of the things I learned from Professor Sun in Gulan, Shaanxi.
Maybe she could make some judgment from it, whether this symbol is a curse brought to us by the ghost cave.
After hearing this, Shiry Yang 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 and is good at deciphering ancient symbols and ancient codes.
And ancient encrypted graphic information.
I have read his books and know that he is friends with Professor Chen, but I have not had the opportunity to come into contact with him.
In 1981, a number of cultural relics were unearthed from the tomb of the Pharaoh Garotep in Egypt. one of them There was a scepter carved with many hieroglyphic symbols, and many experts were unable to determine the meaning of the symbols.
A French expert who knew Sun Yaozu wrote to him for help, and received valuable advice from Professor Sun.
Finally, he determined that this scepter was an ancient scepter.
The discovery of the underworld rod in Egyptian legend shocked the whole world at the time, and Professor Sun became famous all over the world.
If he said that this symbol was not an eye, but some kind of symbolic picture, I think that would be the case.
It must be very reasonable.”
I was secretly dumbfounded.
I never thought that Professor Sun, with his weird temper and farmer-like dress, could be a person of such status.
The fruits of the sea are really immeasurable.
I asked Shiry Yang: "I think this may be a symbol or a text, but the most important thing is whether it is good or bad and does it have anything to do with the damn ruins of Jingjue Country?"
Shiry Yang 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 one of our four survivors is a descendant of the Prophet's tribe.
That one It's really me.
He passed away when I was seventeen years old.
He passed away suddenly and left nothing behind.
When I returned to the United States, I looked through some of the things he left behind, including a notebook, and found many amazing clues.
Completely proves the authenticity of the prophet’s revelation.”
It seems that things are developing in the direction that I am most worried about.
I am really afraid of what will happen.
That ghost hole like a nightmare, I can't avoid it, but it sticks to me like a dog-skin plaster.
Have we been cursed by the ancient kingdom of Jingjue?
Hasn’t that ancient city, along with the entire Zagrama, been permanently buried by the yellow sand?
Shiry Yang 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
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