In the red car, Comrade Hu Yong turned his face sideways and looked at Qin Xin carefully, a delicate and beautiful perfect face with a bit of intellectuality, wearing a white slim turtleneck, because the air conditioner was turned on in the car, so the coat was put aside, so you can see her very perfect and seductive double curve.

Although Hu Yong is old, he still has vision, knowing that some beautiful stars on TV are not as good-looking as Qin Xin, and the granddaughter taught by Qin Lao's cultivation can still be worse, he can't help but feel a pity in his heart, and secretly decided that he must bring his grandson next time, such a good granddaughter-in-law can't be cheap outsiders.

At the foot of Lin Yu Mountain, as soon as Li Mu finished his morning exercise with steamed buns running around the mountain, Qin Xin came with an old man with white hair and white beard.

"Qin Xin, why do you have time to come over today?" Li Mu happily greeted him, and the steamed buns stuck out his tongue in the back to sell cuteness.

Qin Xin got out of the car and put on his coat, and said with a smile: "Li Mu, let me introduce you, this is Hu Yong and Hu Lao, the only surviving veteran in the archaeological field of China. Hu Lao, this is Li Mu. ”

Although Li Mu wondered why Qin Xin did this, he was still ready to respectfully salute Old Man Hu, but he didn't expect Old Man Hu to come over and stretch out his hand first, covering his hands enthusiastically.

"Hehe, you are Li Mu, you are really handsome and extraordinary, there will definitely be a translation in the future."

This is a nonsense. Li Mucai would not accept this level of sycophancy. I saw that he also shook Old Man Hu's hand with an enthusiastic face, and said affectionately: "The old man has won the prize." ”

An old man and a young man complimented each other before parting their hands and walking into the hut, Li Mu poured tea for the two of them. Old man Hu said embarrassedly: "Li Mu, I actually came to you this time to discuss something with you. I hope you'll think about it anyway. ”

Hearing him say solemnly, Li Mu also put away the smile on his face. Although I kept thinking about the purpose of an archaeologist coming to the door, I still said cheerfully: "Hu Lao said, I must think about it carefully." ”

So Hu Lao told Li Mu about some of the archaeological projects in his hands.

"Prehistoric civilizations?" Li Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, this old man can't be a liar, right? Or archaeological prehistoric civilizations, Maya or Atlantis?

Qin Xin kicked Li Mu lightly under the table before he said: "Hu Lao is my grandfather's senior, and he has a pivotal position in the Chinese literary world, but he has gradually handed over the important work in his hands to his students over the years, and he himself is left with these archaeological tasks about prehistoric civilization." ”

"Oh." Li Mu was embarrassed. Qin Xin personally brought it over, how could he be a liar? "Senior Hu, you say, what do you want to discuss."

As soon as the witty words came out, the solemnity on Hu Lao's face disappeared: "That's the case, yesterday I came to visit Lao Qin, and I accidentally heard something from his mouth, he once saw a palm-sized sign in your bedroom. ”

"A palm-sized brand?" Li Mu began to think desperately in his heart.

"There are some strange words written on this sign, like ghost drawings."

"Words? Draw with ghosts...... Fu, likely? Li Mu swallowed.

Qin Xin was suddenly surprised on the side: "Li Mu, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Huh?" Li Mu stammered, "Me? I. I—I'm fine. ”

"It's a cold day, why are you sweating?" Qin Xin took out a tissue from his handy bag and handed it to Li Mu.

Li Mu stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and sure enough, it was a little wet.

"But, maybe it's a sweat. I have been feeling a little unwell for the past two days. ”

Li Mu was not uncomfortable, but frightened, and of course he recalled that there was indeed such a sign at this time. But this is made from under the waterhole, to put it bluntly. This sign is likely to have been 'transmitted' from an alien planet, but now the big man in the archaeological community has come to tell him in person. This brand is......

Li Mu blinked his eyes and suddenly asked, "Old Hu, does this brand have anything to do with the prehistoric civilization you studied?" ”

Hu Yong pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Lao Qin once worked with me in the archaeological field, and he came into contact with the relevant materials of those prehistoric civilizations. ”

"What?" Li Mu only knew that there was an apocalyptic prophecy in the Marfa civilization, and there was a great city in Atlantis, which was the first time he had heard of it.

"The Civilization of Muria." Hu Lao explained, "Have you heard of Atlantis? ”

Li Mu was busy and nodded belatedly.

"This civilization is said to be a civilization that predates Atlantis, and even the Atlantean civilization is only a branch of this civilization that has been handed down."

"Supposedly?" Li Mu had to pick a bone in the egg, after all, this fact was too weird.

Hu Lao smiled bitterly: "It is deciphered from the murals and some stone carvings of the Marfa civilization, whether it is true or not, there is no evidence in the world at this stage to prove it." ”

"Then how can Qin Lao be sure that the words on it are Muria characters?" Li Mu put on a look of breaking the sand pot and asking to the end, Hu Lao was not only not angry but very happy, because Li Mu asked this sentence doesn't prove that he does have such a brand in his hand!

"Muria's writing was actually excavated by foreign archaeologists in some ruins, and they found that the age of these broken stone walls engraved with words was far beyond the age of the Atlantean civilization, and according to the fragments left by the Marfa civilization, these writings are dated to the Muria civilization." Hu Lao took a sip of tea and continued, "So the archaeological community calls these characters Muria script, but unfortunately, there are not many archaeological texts, and there is no comparison, so it is impossible to decipher what these ghost paintings are saying, so whether it is at home or abroad, they are very eager to find more Muria script, or this can be easily deciphered." ”

"Muriya text? But the sign is clearly ...... Could it be that aliens came to Earth many years ago? Li Mu's mind was opened, and he felt that he couldn't stop, "Or the Muria civilization immigrated to an alien planet on Noah's Ark." ”

"Li Mu, Li Mu?" Qin Xin glanced at Hu Lao embarrassedly and gently pushed Li Mu's arm.

"Huh? Oh. What, where did you just go? Li Mu came back to his senses and was a little uneasy.

Although Hu Lao also found that Li Mu was not in the right state, he didn't see it if he had a request at this time, so he said expectantly: "Li Mu, can you let me see that brand?" ”

Li Mu's first reaction was naturally inaccurate, where are you going back and forth for me, but after thinking about it, Old Qin has already seen it, will he still send Old Man Hu? Besides, if you can really decipher the text on it......

Li Mu asked himself, he was indeed very, very curious about the so-called prehistoric civilization, if he had the opportunity to see the whole picture, how could he be stingy with a brand?

After figuring it out, Li Mu was calm: "Elder Hu, wait a minute, I'll take it out." ”

Hu Yong's excited eyes were red: "Li Mutai thanks you, really, you, can you tell me where your toilet is?" ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome, this is what I should do, for the sake of the archaeological community, for the sake of being able to bring the Muria civilization to ...... What did you just say? Li Mu wanted to close the door and let the dog go. (To be continued......)