Ghost Blows Out the Light

The past few days have been sweltering and hot, and I was sweating all over my body when I was sitting still. In the end, God finally suffocated a heavy rain, and the rain was full of smoke, which finally cooled the hot and dry city.

After the rain, the Fanjiayuan Antique Market was very lively. Due to the weather, amateur collectors and antique lovers who had endured at home for several days came to buy things.

Big Gold Tooth was busy talking to a regular customer, and the fat man was selling our embroidered shoe to a foreign couple with blue eyes and big nose. Inside, it smells like your American Monroe, these are the fragrant shoes worn by our Chinese Ming Dynasty Monroe, famous... famous prostitutes, do you understand?"

The foreign couple, who can speak a little Chinese, were obviously very interested in this exquisite oriental embroidered shoe. The fat man took the opportunity to open his mouth and asked for [-] yuan. This price scared the two foreigners away. They often come to China. Foreigners know how to bargain. Seeing that the foreign couple didn't know how to bargain, the fat man knew that it was the first time they came back to China, so he hurriedly stopped them back, claiming that in order to promote exchanges between China and foreign countries, he was adhering to the Five Basic Principles of Peaceful Coexistence. Under the premise, you can give them a discount.

I was sitting by the side smoking a cigarette, and I had no interest in these lively scenes in the antique market. After I came back from Shaanxi, I went to the hospital for an examination. Didn't check it out.

And I don't have any special feelings. Recently, the money has been booming, and the business is booming. The original Wenxiang jade we brought back from Shaanxi was sold at a good price that should wake up a dream. I also received a few genuine artifacts , almost every transaction, the profit has been multiplied several times, but when I think of Professor Sun's words, I feel that there is a mountain behind me, and I can't breathe. Every time I think of these things, I feel worried and lose interest in anything.

That hateful, hypocritical Professor Sun refused to tell me what the symbol meant, and only he had mastered the technology of deciphering the ancient encrypted text, but I couldn't use force to force him to say it.

Although the batch of keels unearthed in Gutian were destroyed, Professor Sun must have saved them in advance. How can I find a way to go to Shaanxi to ask him to come and have a look? It has nothing to do with the eyeball of the hole, so I can rest assured, but during that conversation, when I mentioned the word ghost hole, Professor Sun went crazy, so that I never dared to say ghost to him again. hole that place.

The more Professor Sun hides and evades, the more I think it has something to do with Jingjue's 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, then I can't say it. With some tricks, I can't live my whole life with a red scar like an eyeball on my back like this.

Summer is a season when it’s easy to doze off. I used to watch things on the cool chair to prevent being stolen by the Buddha (thief), but I fell asleep unconsciously due to random thoughts in my mind.

I had a series of strange dreams. At the beginning, I dreamed that I married a dumb girl as my wife. She told me with gestures that she wanted me to take her to the movies. We didn’t know how, so we went to the movie theater without buying a ticket. I went in, and the movie had no beginning and no end, and I couldn’t tell where it was going, except for the explosion and the landslide. As the show continued, my dumb wife and I found that the movie theater had turned into a cave. It was hazy, as if there was a bottomless abyss, I was shocked and told my dumb wife, no, this place is a "bottomless ghost hole" deep in the desert, let's run, I My dumb wife was indifferent, and suddenly 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 it was pinched by someone. I woke up from the dream and saw a figure that seemed very familiar standing in front of me. The man was pinching my nose with his fingers. I just opened my eyes. I met her gaze. I had dreamed of a terrifying huge eye. Before I fully woke up, I suddenly saw a person looking at me. I was so startled that I almost fell off the cool chair.

Taking a closer look, Shirley Yang was standing in front of him. The fat man and Da Jinya were laughing so hard that they couldn't straighten up. The fat man laughed loudly and said, "Old Hu, are you daydreaming? It has flowed down, it must be a dream to marry a daughter-in-law."

Da Jinya said to me: "Master Hu is awake, isn't this Miss Yang who just rushed over from the United States and said that she has urgent business with you."

Shirley Yang handed me a handkerchief: "I haven't seen you for a few days, what's wrong with me? My saliva is flowing like a river, wipe it off."

I didn't pick up her handkerchief, and wiped it around my mouth with my sleeve, then stretched vigorously, rubbed my eyes, and then said to Shirley Yang with hypocrisy: "Your eyes... hey, yes! At this time, my drowsiness had completely disappeared, and I suddenly thought of the red scar in the shape of the eyeball on my back, and said to Shirley Yang quickly: "By the way, I have been thinking about how to find you these days, and I have something urgent to tell you."

Shirley Yang said to me: "I also have some important matters. It's too noisy here. Let's find a quiet place to talk."

I quickly stood up from the cool chair, let the fat man and the big gold tooth continue to take care of the business, and Shirley Yang came to a Longtan Park near the antique market.

Longtan Park hadn’t been rebuilt at the time, and the scale was small. Even on holidays, there weren’t many tourists. Shirley Yang pointed to a stone bench in a quiet place by the lake and said, “It’s very good here. Let’s sit down and talk here.”

I said to Shirley Yang: "Generally, those who have a crush on the road sit here. If you don't avoid suspicion, I'm fine. This small place is really nice, and it's suitable for dating."

Shirley 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? You mean couples in love are allowed to sit by the lake?"

I thought to myself that the cultural backgrounds of the two countries are too different, and it would be complicated to explain, so I said: "The people of the country sit, and whoever sits in the Changcheng in this park, we don't care about that. "Said and sat down.

I asked Shirley Yang: "Is Professor Chen cured?"

Shirley Yang sat down next to me, sighed and said: "The professor is still undergoing treatment in the United States. He has been too stimulated, and the treatment status has not made much progress yet."

When I heard that Professor Chen's condition had not improved, I was also sad. I chatted with Shirley Yang for a few more words, and then I got down to business. Of course, it wasn't about asking me to pay back the money. As I expected, it was because of the sudden appearance of eyeball-shaped red scar.

Not only Fatty and I, Shirley Yang and Professor Chen also had this kind of weird thing. During that trip to Xinjiang, five people survived in total. Besides these four people, there was also a Uighur guide who lived in the desert. An Liman, the old fox, did this kind of red scar appear on his body?

Shirley Yang said: "It will not appear on the body of Grandpa An Liman, because he has never seen a ghost cave. I think this imprint must have some connection with the eyeballs of the ghost cave tribe."

About that mysterious race, there are too many secrets that have not been revealed, but these unknown secrets, including the "ghost cave" that leads to nowhere, have been buried under the yellow sand forever, and will never be revealed again. Will see the light of day again.

I told Shirley Yang all the things I learned from Professor Sun in Gutian, Shaanxi. Maybe she can make a certain judgment from it. Is this symbol a curse brought to us by the ghost hole?

After hearing this, Shirley Yang said: "Professor Sun...is his name called Sun Yaozu? His name is very prestigious in the Western archaeological circles. He is one of the few experts in the world who are experts in deciphering ancient characters. He is good at interpreting ancient symbols. Ancient ciphers and ancient encrypted graphic information. I have read his books and know that he and Professor Chen are friends, but I have no chance to meet him personally. Among the batches of cultural relics, there is a scepter carved with many pictographic symbols. Many experts are unable to judge the meaning of the symbols. A French expert who knows Sun Yaozu wrote to him for help. The scepter is the staff of the underworld engraved with the words of the underworld in the ancient Egyptian legend. I think that must be very reasonable."

I whispered secretly. I couldn't think of Professor Sun's weird temper and farmer's dress, but he was such a person of status. The sea water is really immeasurable. I asked Shirley Yang: "I think this is a symbol or a word. , the most important thing is whether it is good or bad? Does it have anything to do with the damned ruins of Jingjue country?"

Shirley Yang said: "I have already found some clues to this matter in the United States. Do you still remember the Apocalypse of the Prophets in Mount Zagrama? It is mentioned that one of the four survivors is a descendant of the Prophets. That person was indeed me. My grandfather passed away when I was 17 years old. He left very suddenly and left nothing behind. I went back to the United States this time and looked through some of his relics, including this notebook , found a lot of amazing clues, completely proving the authenticity of the Prophet’s Apocalypse.”

It seems that things are developing in the direction I am most worried about. I am really afraid of something. That ghost hole like a nightmare, I can’t avoid it, but it sticks to my body like a dog’s skin plaster. Are we trapped by the ancient country of Jingjue? Cursed?Isn't that ancient city and the entire Zagrama permanently buried by yellow sand?

Shirley 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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