Chapter 103: The Bad Old Man of Zoroastrianism
Turkmenistan is a very strange country.
A few years ago, when the dictatorial President Kurban had not yet come to power, the country could be said to have collapsed. Anyone who has been here in the past will say a very disdainful thing, this is Baltimore in Central Asia!
But my buddies at the Ashgabat office in Turkmenistan have said when they come back that Baltimore is a great way to describe this hell.
The situation did not improve until the mentally clean dictator President Vikurban came to power.
It was impossible not to get worse, because the president ordered the whole city to arrest all kinds of criminals, so that all the prisons in Ashgabat were full.
At first, everyone thought it was just a formality, one of the three fires, but the next order caused an uproar.
Nearly 50,000 criminals were executed, and their bodies were dumped in desert pits outside Ashgabat, which are found throughout the desert region.
In this way, the spiritual outlook of the city instantly rose to more than one level, and the later decoration of the whole city finally made the city famous all over the world and was known as the city of magic.
What are the consequences of this? The country is all right, but all the underground forces are spreading to other cities. As for border cities like Turkmenabad that meet with Uzbekistan, there are even more forces in parallel. It's a little better during the day, but at night it's completely Gotham City in the movie, and lawlessness is the best portrayal!
And in this city, Biaozi has a considerable status.
"Brother Jie, I have found what you want, this is the inscription pattern I found in the oldest temple in the local area, according to the old man in the temple, these inscriptions are indeed the remnants of ancient times, but although the pattern on this is very similar to the reference you provided, the text is not the same at all, as for what kind of ancient script it is, I don't know. After Biaozi threw over a small bag, he looked at Xing Jie with a longing expression and said.
Xing Jie nodded and didn't say anything.
just handed Biaozi an address, glanced at the other party and said lightly: "A little girl has been in your house for so many years without a name or a point, and all the good years have been wasted, even when you are on the back of a wanted warrant, I didn't leave you."
Even when your wife was seriously ill, she was waiting for her to take feces and urine, wipe her body, and when the old man passed away, people wore linen and filial piety! What's more, it's just your former girlfriend, so if I let me know that you're a little sorry for people in the future, I'll definitely give you a discount on your other leg!"
Biaozi didn't say anything, nodded and turned around and walked out. After a while, he walked in with an old man. I saw that the other party was dressed in a typical traditional Central Asian costume, although the robe was already a little worn, but from the exquisite embroidery on the top, it can be seen from the buttons suspected to be made of precious stones, this old man is definitely not a simple character. Although this dress is old, it is very clean, and it seems that the old man still cherishes this dress very much.
"This old man's family has always lived in that broken temple, but he is not an imam, and that temple is not the Dome of the Green Sect, as for what no one knows here. Okay, that's all I can help you, I'm going to find my daughter-in-law. Biaozi smiled and turned away. Then Xing Jie heard the roar of the jeep in the yard and gradually faded away.
"Bastard, there are scum of the opposite sex and no brothers. ”
Xing Jie, Wilson and the others laughed for a while and then came to the old man.
"Old man, don't hide it. Although you have the name of Zoroastrianism, and even your costume is embroidered with the emblem of the Zoroastrian high priest, it will not work at all to make a smokescreen with this, after all, you cannot explain the inscription pattern.
Although there are not many scepter symbols unearthed here, there are still a few of them found among collectors in India, and as for those Lu Wen, after so many years, I don't think you can ......still recognize them," Xing Jie said with a smile, Wilson is also a simultaneous translator.
But before he finished speaking, the old man who was found by Biaozi interrupted Xing Jie's words, only to see him stand up, open the small bag that Xing Jie put aside, and return to his seat after looking at it for a while.
"I can speak Chinese, so I don't need a translator. Don't you just want to know the whereabouts of the secret cache? Don't be delusional, you can't get any news from my mouth. Ever since you wiped out the last bloodline of the Kalinga Kingdom, I knew that this day would come. But what I didn't expect was that I had arranged the aftermath and waited here for so many years before you came. The old man's Chinese words were very slippery, and he didn't care about Xing Jie and the others at all, he was completely generous and righteous, it seemed that he wanted to use this kind of fearlessness to squeeze out the small things in Xing Jie's body.
Xing Jie shook his head, looking helpless. God knows how this bastard threatened this bad old man in the first place, obviously he wanted to inquire about another matter, but he didn't expect to be implicated in a small conspiracy.
There is one of the easiest ways to deal with this kind of persecution rhapsody.
Don't they think of themselves as great and important?
It's simple, just smash their mental cues. It's just a ruin, what's the big deal? Do you really think that thing is rare?
Xing Jie didn't do anything, just took out his tablet.
After opening his discoveries over the years, he handed it over directly, and then didn't say anything, just lit a cigarette, smoked silently, and watched the curling green smoke soar.
I have to say that Xing Jie's move is indeed very powerful. I don't dare to say that I shocked the old man stupidly, but the old man's original indifferent momentum is now gone. This is understandable, the secret you have guarded all your life originally thought it was a big secret, but I didn't expect it to be a mission in the eyes of others.
To put it simply, the poorer the person, the more worried about someone snatching half of the broken cake in his hand!
What's more, the so-called treasures in the secret treasure turned out to be the things that made the devil. This completely broke the belief he had insisted on for countless years.
"It can't be!"
"Nothing is impossible, the so-called golden scriptures are maps, or keys. There are two of them that I opened with my own hands. Except for the one in the D2 desert that is larger, as for the one you say is South Indian, it's simply not in the middle of the stream! Besides, you seem to have made a mistake, I didn't look for you for this so-called secret cache. I want something else!"
The old man didn't speak for a long time, and it seemed that he hadn't recovered from Xing Jie's words.
Oh my God, did the last hundred or so people in the kingdom of Kalinga who would rather all be killed than spit out the secrets of this young man's eyes only received an unruly evaluation?
He didn't want to admit it, but it was. Because everything is made clear in the video, whether it is from the scale or the monsters inside, the ruins of South India are not a little bit worse.
After a long while, he raised his head with difficulty.
"You don't want anything from me, our people exist to guard this secret. ”
Damn, has this old man watched too many Chinese red movies? What is he thinking about in his head, thinking that he will be a revolutionary martyr, and he is about to die heroically? The expression of slanting his eyes and contempt for Xing Jie, he can imitate the revolutionary martyrs without makeup.
"Why did I provoke you? I'm just trying to find the remnants of the Kushan Empire's secret files. Do you put on a fearless attitude like that?"