The moon is in the middle of the sky, bright and gentle, the soft moonlight sets off the night a calm and peaceful, the scattered light of the moon falls low on the treetops, falling mottled black shadows, scattered like broken strips hanging on the trees. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In a bungalow on the outskirts of Duyang City, Qiu Yan was lying on the sofa and taking a nap, watching his frowning brow like a dying patient struggling in a dream full of formalin, and the sudden fear took over all his sleep, wandering restlessly on the edge of dream and wake.

"No.. No.. Who are you.. Who are you.." Qiu Yan kept shaking, her head kept shaking, but she couldn't shake off the panicked picture. "Because of your low self-esteem, you have strong self-esteem, because you are suspicious and sensitive, so you are insecure, because you are possessive, so you have a lot of troubles, you are still the cowardice of the past..." A young man dressed in a leather coat waved to Qiu Yan non-stop. "I probably won't be coming to see you for a long time.." A woman muttered with her hair scattered but unable to see clearly. "Be an upright person, the source is clean, and the shape is straight. A beautiful woman's same blurred face wiped a child's face, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispered comfort.

"Go away!" Qiu Yan bounced up from the bed in shock, there was darkness around him, and what responded to him was the clock ticking on the wall, and when he touched his head, he realized that he was already in a cold sweat.

"They... Who the hell is it, and why does it always appear in my dreams without interruption?" Qiu Yan asked himself in a trembling voice, and 'woke up' on his own, he habitually collapsed and habitually healed himself every once in a while, as if he was forcibly creating suspense and waves in his life, and the nightmare was not told to anyone. He had never seen a man and a woman in his dreams, but each time it was as real as if he had experienced it himself, and there were people walking around him, they greeted him warmly, and he stared blankly at the lively crowd, his mind blank.

Qiu Yan didn't dare to sleep anymore, his mind was dizzy, he still had palpitations when he thought about it, his expression was full of shock, he got up and looked at the living room, it was empty, poured half a glass of water, tiptoed open the door of the house, and walked out of the house.

Huaxia is now entering autumn, the autumn wind blows, the autumn leaves are one after another, and the leaves fall to the ground one by one, mixed with a slight cool breeze. Qiu Yan stood in the open space in front of the bungalow, rubbed his temples and thought quietly, his wise eyes were like a deep pool of water. After a long time, his eyes lit up as if he had an answer, and his frowning brows loosened, like a child with sugar, and sighed happily. Just as he was regaining his old smile, he saw a faint glow on the roof of the bungalow, and a figure flickering.

"Sanskrit... Ideograms that are still in use today.." Zhang Yanfeng sat on the roof, holding a small flashlight in his hand, rummaging through a simple and old book on his lap, the book was very large and thick, and the pages were slightly yellowed, as if the style would fall apart if he tried a little force. Zhang Yanfeng chewed his fingers, carefully read the words on the book, sometimes frowned and sometimes suddenly realized, suddenly he felt some itching in his left ear, and drank bursts of heat, he couldn't help but pluck his ears, but the bursts of heat did not dissipate, and he subconsciously turned his head. "I'm Nima!" everything happened so suddenly and unexpectedly, and a miserable white and smiling face scared Zhang Yanfeng like a thunderbolt above his head.

"Hahaha..."Qiu Yan laughed when he saw Zhang Yanfeng's funny appearance.

"Do you know that people are scared to death!" Zhang Yanfeng saw the person who came, pointed at Qiu Yan's nose and scolded nonsense.

"You didn't notice that there was someone behind you, blame me~" Qiu Yan couldn't stop laughing and teased. "By the way, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night and run to the roof? What is that book?"

Zhang Yanfeng felt as if his heart was about to jump out, and he packed up the books in a panic. "I can't sleep, I come out to breathe, some old books. ”

"Old books, what are you hiding, show them to me. Qiu Yan saw Zhang Yanfeng squeaking and whining, his eyes were a little dodgy, like a frightened bird, Qiu Yan stepped out, snatched the book behind him with the momentum of covering his ears and stealing the bell, and said softly. "Gonzo, what kind of book is this?"

"Give it back to me!" Zhang Yanfeng was shocked, he didn't expect Qiu Yan to be so fast, and he fought for a while, but to no avail. "Ahh

"I knew you knew, and you lied to me during the day. Qiu Yan approached Yanfeng and pulled him to sit on the ground, and said in a low voice.

"Okay, I do know this text, but I don't recognize it comprehensively, this text is called Sanskrit, is a kind of original ancient script, it is borrowed and imitated the product of the Chinese language, produced between two eras, as for which two eras do not know the "Gonzo" is not recorded, the content of Sanskrit covers a very wide range, astronomy and geography, politics and military, medical arithmetic, biological agriculture and animal husbandry, etc., contains a large number of production and life skills wisdom, is the use of natural resources of the Sanskrit people experience summary and scientific crystallization! The piece of ancient jade we saw during the day was actually a remnant jade, not complete. Zhang Yanfeng raised his eyebrows lightly, and his tone was quite heavy.

"I also see that the ancient jade is a remnant, as you say, those who want to snatch this ancient jade should be in order to get what is recorded on the ancient jade? ”

"Eighty percent is, the documents recorded on this ancient jade are a treasure of a nation!" When Qiu Yan looked at Zhang Yanfeng again, his eyes were a little more serious.

"Why are you so serious, I'm a little unused to it. Qiu Yan threw the book to him and quipped.

"Why! I can't be serious! I can tell you, this ancient jade belongs to the Huaxia Heavenly Empire, although the master has achieved nothing, but I am a Huaxia after all! This thing is too huge to fall into the hands of outsiders! Let alone fall into the hands of the island people!" Zhang Yanfeng suddenly stood up and glared angrily.

"Do you still want to rob it? You forgot the mission of this trip? Even if you rob it, how can my father explain it?" Qiu Yan blinked and said a very real question.

When Zhang Yanfeng heard that person, he suddenly sat down again like a deflated ball, shrugged his head and sat down again, without the righteous and awe-inspiring appearance just now, Qiu Yan looked at his disappointed and annoyed expression, and chose to remain silent about his answer.

"Otherwise, let's steal it."