Sheriff Gran asked, "Zhang, how did you know how to open them?" Last time I saw the same safe as you, but I didn't see anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 🔥 Can your eyes see through? ”

"The difference is that your head is yours, my head is mine, some things are stored in my mind, it is not easy to delete, more importantly, you are a foreigner, I am Chinese, Chinese will be particularly sensitive to the culture of their own country."

"Chinese culture? You're referring to these chapters, and these flats....... The rhythm of the poem of "then the rule"? It sounds like a gun. ”

"If I want to explain this to you, I may have to hire a senior professor of Chinese for you first. To put it simply, many safes use advanced technologies such as passwords, voice control, fingerprints or memories to set up identification devices, but the settings of this safe are very characteristic of Chinese culture, using Chinese elements such as poetry, calligraphy, and seals, which cannot be recognized by non-poetry or calligraphy experts," Zhang Ge patiently explained.

Sheriff Gran listened very attentively, and felt that using ancient poems to set passwords was a new field of detectives, but he didn't know that this method had long been used by the ancient Chinese.

"Of course, my Chinese is actually very bad," Zhang Ge said self-deprecatingly, "Fortunately, there is a developed brain, and I also thought about it all night before I guessed it, so I am not much smarter than you Sheriff." ”

"And calligraphy, you know? It was a pen made of animal hair, dipped in black ink to write some long and short lines, like a dragon and a snake, "Zhang Ge tried his best to use the most vivid and concise language to instill the concept of calligraphy in the sheriff, and felt that he was shouldering the heavy responsibility of Chinese cultural ambassador."

"Oh, I know, I've seen the dragon-like and snake-like ancient dragon characters you mentioned." Sheriff Gran mobilized the experience stored in his mind.

"Where?"

"I saw on the TV news that a Chinese tourist wrote the Chinese word "visit here" in the pyramids of Egypt, and that person should have written calligraphy. ”

"Although every Chinese writes about this trip, not only in the pyramids, but also on the trees, carved on the bamboo...... But that's definitely not calligraphy. Zhang Ge hurriedly corrected it, this is a matter of national decency, and it must not be false.

The first sentence of "A Section of Clouds in Wushan" is: "The ancient temple is based on Qingzhang" Qingzhang refers to the twelve peaks ......." Zhang Ge was about to continue, and saw Sheriff Gran with a confused face. I know that it is difficult for this foreigner to appreciate the profundity and ...... of ancient Chinese poetry in a short period of time Hard.

Feeling that talking too much is a waste of time, Zhang Ge feels that he can no longer talk about calligraphy and poetry with Sheriff Gran, because in fact, Zhang Ge's Chinese is really not good, and he does not understand very well, he just mobilized his brain frequency and his genius analysis ability to crack Zheng Wenlong's painstakingly set password.

If you continue to talk about it, your "Chinese cultural ambassador" will be exposed.

"Those poems, calligraphy, where did you see them? It's not going to run into your head on its own. Sheriff Glenn asked curiously.

"Of course not, these secrets are hidden in that place called Qingcheng Tea House, which used to be a very elegant place, but now you see that it is just a ruin. Ouyang Tianming destroyed it, but I went there two years ago, and there were some images imprinted in my mind, so it was not easy to delete. ”

Regarding the seal and the poem, Zhang Ge couldn't explain so much to Sheriff Gran at once, so he stopped talking. Reached into the safe and took the contents out.

There were only two boxes in the cabinet, and when I opened the box, I saw that there were two documents and an inconspicuous black stone, Di Qingfeng was a little disappointed when he saw that he had spent so much effort to open the safe, and only saw these few things.

"Someone touched these documents not long ago," Zhang Ge said as he suddenly looked at the edge of the document.

Zhang Ge's keen eye observed that these documents had been touched not long ago, and there were fingerprints on the sides of the documents, and there was still a smell similar to temple incense.

Who will touch these files, and who else will be able to open the safe? Such complex poems and rhythms are not something that ordinary people can crack. The only possibility is that the owner of this file, the original creator who set the password for this safe.

Zhang Ge looked at these documents, the scene when Ouyang Tianming was shot by him burst into his mind, according to his agility, he could avoid that bullet, but he hesitated, what did he remember? What do you see? He turned his head slightly, in the direction of Qingcheng Mountain. Who is there?

"Maybe Zheng Wenlong is not dead yet." Zhang Ge continued.

"Ahh Hearing this, Di Qingfeng opened his mouth in astonishment.

There is an ancient temple in Qingcheng Mountain, it is said that this ancient temple is built by the six ancestors of the Taoist monk Hui Neng, after hundreds of years, witness the beacon fire and wolf smoke, the ups and downs of history, personnel changes, and prosperous years.

The fact that it was not destroyed during the war years is enough to prove that this temple is indeed blessed by the gods.

Since the birth of this temple, there have been more and more legends surrounding it.

Regarding the years of the Anti-Japanese War, a large group of Japanese devils disappeared en masse after entering this temple;

About one day, the temple sky is colorful and auspicious, if the goddess comes, so in a side hall for a statue of the goddess of the female entertainment Niangniang, it looks very similar to the goddess of Guanyin Niangniang, so the people who ask for the child, the believers come one by one piously, kneel and worship, kowtow, but after the wish, the mood is relaxed, I don't know whether it is the psychological effect or the blessing of the gods, there are many people who really gave birth to the ideal child, so the ancient temple of Qingcheng is famous, and it has almost become the holy place of the border city people for generations.

In this world, people's hearts are bored, and people place their spirit and hope on this temple, praying for good health and good luck, so the incense is more prosperous than before.

In the early morning of this day, the sound of Zhong Xin sounded, and the main hall of the temple sounded the sound of the monks' morning class chanting of "A Ma Ye La", and there were red men and green female believers who arrived early to come in, kneel down on the futon one by one, and then meticulously circle the Buddha statue for a week, pious and solemn.

Half an hour later, when the chanting stopped, the group of people in gray monk's robes slowly got up and walked towards the hall.

A monk with an old face, slow movements, and bowed eyebrows had just crossed the half-meter-high threshold of the main hall when a sturdy man stopped his way.

"Master, please stay." Zhang Ge said to the monk.

"You've mistaken someone," the monk said lightly.

"I haven't asked you who you are, how can Master say that I recognize the wrong person?" Zhang Ge said.

The monk did not answer, and in a flash, he wanted to pass by Zhang Ge, when a very beautiful woman slowly turned out from behind a big tree in front of him.

As soon as he saw this woman, the monk moved quickly, and as soon as he pulled out Zhang Ge's hand, he ran forward, just like the two of them who had been moving slowly just now.

"Zheng Wenlong—" She called, the monk's shoulders trembled slightly, but his footsteps did not stop, and he rushed forward, Zhang Ge faster than him. (To be continued.) )