I thought to myself that there could be some big treasures in the savage tribe.
The most valuable thing was the three-eyed golden mask, and they had all been handed over to the public.
Siyan rushed to me, held up the file in his hand, and couldn't help but take credit: "I had nothing to do, so I went to the tent where the witch doctor lived to look through it.
Unexpectedly, I was really asked to touch it.
It’s on.
Look, there’s Chinese in it.”
The fat man and I both thought we had heard wrong, so we hurriedly took over the shabby sheepskin file and started flipping through it.
It was an extremely thick file, divided into several parts, and had been pierced and stapled with dried sheep intestines. stand up.
On the cover of the dossier is a gold-touching talisman shaped like a crescent moon.
Before I had time to look through it, I already knew that all the secrets were hidden in this file.
I hugged him and said, "Barrister, you are so great.
This thing is really important to us."
Four Eyes smiled and led me to the campfire.
The fat man and he were afraid of disturbing me while I was reading, so they both sat quietly.
I spent most of the night deciphering this book in Cremo, Chinese, and English.
The parchments gradually revealed the story of the witch doctor Cremer.
The fat man kept asking me what happened.
I was amazed and said, "You won't believe me if I tell you.
If I didn't have this dossier, I wouldn't believe that there are such coincidences in the world.
This is God's fate." ” Si Yan pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Shopkeeper, please stop showing off and tell me what's going on."
I looked at the sky, which was gradually becoming fish-belly white, and lowered my voice and said, "The witch doctors in the burial cave are not from the same tribe as the Cremo people.
They are both descendants of local indigenous people and a group of gold diggers in the late Qing Dynasty."
As soon as I said something, the fat man was so happy that he grinned from ear to ear: "Old Hu, I don't know you yet, and you started making up nonsense again.
They all look like they have horns and holes in them.
How can they be from our Chinese people?"
Descendants of Dragon Vein."
I shook my head, patted the file in my hand, and opened one of the pages: "This incident all started with an ancient tomb in the Amazon jungle."
In the late Qing Dynasty, the influx of new ideas gave the Chinese people a broader perspective.
Four wandering craftsmen met a businessman doing business in Nanyang by chance, and they got on a ferry together.
Plan to come to America to dig gold.
As the saying goes, people with good skills are bold.
This group of people felt that instead of living in poverty at home, it would be better to go overseas and take a gamble.
At that time, the Nanyang man knew little about the situation in America.
He didn't even distinguish between South America and North America.
He only heard from foreigners that the United States was full of gold and that life was very happy and beautiful.
As a result, the group of people arrived in the jungle of South America inexplicably.
The four craftsmen had never seen the world again, and they knew that they had been deceived.
In order to protect themselves, the Nanyang businessman had to tell them that he had learned the Feng Shui technique of prospecting. , a tomb of a foreign emperor has been found here, and I just hope that everyone can make a fortune together.
However, he did not dare to tell others that he had learned the secret technique of Feng Shui from a storyteller.
He only knew that the grave robbers and grave diggers in the world were the ones who found the most gold.
Therefore, he claimed that his true identity was Captain Mo Jin, who could find dragons' acupoints and find the burial places in the world.
The four craftsmen only wanted to make a fortune, regardless of whether they were digging for gold or ancient tombs, so they temporarily let the businessman go and let him search the legendary tombs of foreign emperors all over the mountains and plains.
It can be regarded as his ancestor's good deeds and burning incense.
A few days later, he actually found the location of a tomb.
The five people felt very blessed, but they never imagined that they were digging a devil's grave.
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At this point in the story, I stopped.
My eyes were fascinated by the story and urged me to continue.
I clapped my hands and said helplessly: "The bottom part is gone.
There's only so much Chinese, and it's all in vernacular.
The rest are just some random glyphs.
If you can understand it, take a look."
The fat man grabbed the file with his hands, read it back and forth, and finally threw it on the ground: "Isn't this nonsense?
After half of it, I can't understand the rest.
Tell me, four eyes, is this because you just made it up in your spare time?
came out.
Si Yan shouted that he was wronged, so I came to his rescue and said, "We only went up the mountain for a short time, and his head was not caught by the door."
I thought about it and concluded my conclusion about the second half of the story.
These five people may Some kind of curse was triggered in the tomb.
One person died on the spot in the tomb, and he ended up not being like a human being or a ghost.
Others never dared to go out of the jungle, fearing that their ghost horns would show up after they died, and they would be killed.
Others regarded him as a monster and destroyed his body.
In the end, he had to stay in a foreign land and intermarry with the local indigenous people.
He also relied on trickery and deception to become a witch doctor in the tribe.
As you know, gods and Arhats have looked different from ordinary people since ancient times. .
They proclaimed themselves messengers of the gods and returned to heaven after death.
In fact, they were trying to hide the secret of their mutation after death.
I picked up the parchment and opened a page of a shabby scroll: "Look at the tomb on this map, do you think it looks familiar?"
The fat man had sharp eyes and recognized it at a glance as the witch doctor’s tomb we had just crawled through.
"Hey, why is there another layer under this tomb?"
I smiled and said, "Yes, this witch doctor's tomb is just a roof.
The real tomb is hidden under the grotto.
Someone deliberately made a feng shui tactic to confuse the public."
When the fat man heard about the ancient tomb, he was more positive than anyone else: "I knew how there could be no burial objects in the tomb.
Who would be scared by a hole in the cocoon?
Come on, let's go back and take a look.
Maybe there is a hole in the treasure waiting for us." " Siyan frowned: "Shopkeeper, don't you think there is something wrong with this underground tomb?"
"Of course there are problems.
I suspect that this is the Hundred Ghost Pit that was finally dug out by those gold diggers in the late Qing Dynasty."
The three of us were silent for a while and decided to wait until Bald Lao woke up before making any plans.
They waited for three days.
Under the careful care of Mr.
Wang, Bald Lao finally came to his senses.
I told him what happened next.
He also expressed great interest in the Hundred Ghost Pit.
We brought the masked chief for questioning and asked Yadong to talk to him.
Then we told Tuduo the content of the conversation in Quechua.
One interpreter followed another, which made everyone next to us feel dizzy.
Bald Lao's injury has not yet healed, and his native language skills are limited, but he has intercepted an important piece of information: the chief's mask was obtained from a yellow-skinned man in exchange for a golden staff three days ago.
I hurriedly asked what the golden staff looked like, what the man looked like, and why he had to exchange the three-eyed mask for the golden staff.
The chief was startled by me and hesitated for a long time.
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Bald Lao said, "That golden staff is just an ordinary staff."
The stick was used by the witch doctor to curse his servants.
When the chief saw that he was dead and someone was willing to exchange it for an exquisite mask, he agreed
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