"Father John Borg is my friend, and what he gives you, I can also give you, even several times with him." Ling Feng said, observing the change in Ramasingh's expression.

"I'm not the kind of person who can be bribed with money, Mr. Ling, if you use money to buy me, then you are wrong. My friendship with Father John Borg is beyond your imagination, and it is because of that friendship that I will investigate those things for him. He's dead, I'm tired, and I just want to live well with my son now. Go back and don't come again. I've decided, and I'm not going to change my mind. "Ramasingh has a tough attitude and gives people the feeling that they can't get in the oil.

If it weren't for Vivian beside him, Ling Feng couldn't help but want to use hypnotism on him, where would he need to talk so much nonsense to him.

"You and your son were discussing how to avenge your wife, but now you just want to live a good life with your son?" Ling Feng's face turned cold, "I'm willing to help you, you'd better seize this opportunity." Do you want your son to hide here with you for the rest of your life? I can find it, and so can the people who killed your wife. ”

Ramasingh's expression became solemn, and he had to admit that Ling Feng's words had moved him. He could do whatever he wanted, but what about Adams?

"If you are willing to help me, I assure you that you and your children can go to China or England to live, you can go to work in my company, and your children can get a good education." Ling Feng continued to increase his chips to buy him.

"Immigration? I don't have that much money. Ramasingh said.

Ling Feng said: "Money is not a problem, as long as you help me, you and your son will live well in the rest of your life." Immigration is not a problem either, I can help you with that. As long as you say a word, will you help me? ”

Ramasingh glanced at Adams lying on the bed, was silent for a minute, and finally nodded, I am willing to help you, Mr. Ling, I only hope that you can fulfill your promise. ”

"Don't worry, I'm a man who values credit as much as life." Ling Feng said: "What's more, I promise you that those things can be solved with money, and the problems that can be solved with money are not problems." ”

"I ......," Ramasinghe said again.

"What more could you want? Say it. ”

"I also want $100,000 so that my son and I will at least have a guarantee." Ramasingh said.

Ling Feng stretched out his hand to Ramasingh and said with a smile, "Deal." ”

Ramasingh shook hands with Ling Feng, and at this time, he finally put down a stone in his heart, and the whole person seemed relaxed. He beckoned Ling Feng and Vivian to sit down, and then he poured Ling Feng and Vivian two glasses of boiled water, and the three of them talked about business at a simple small wooden table.

Two years ago, Father John Borg traveled to India in search of clues to decipher the mysterious text. At that time, Rama Singh was still wandering in New Delhi. He came from Mumbai in search of a job, and his wife and children were waiting for him to send money back to live, but instead of finding a job, he was robbed of all his belongings by a group of thugs. The scoundrels beat him, and he was badly wounded, and it was at that time that Father John Borg met him......

This is the story between Rama Singh and Father John Borg, simple, but very touching. Father John Borg was a good man, and Ling Feng knew this.

"I was cured in the hospital, and it just so happened that Father John Borg needed a guide, and I needed a job, and so our collaboration began. After a while, I gained the trust of Father John Borg, who told me that he was looking for something. After he left India, I began to search for clues to the words on my own......"

Ling Feng and Vivian listened very quietly.

"Father John Borg gave me some clues, and I searched one by one, and finally found the town of Khajuraho and finally the village of Heiwa. I learned some information about the Kali Goddess Temple from the mouths of the villagers, and I managed to enter the temple myself, and I got some new information. In the temple, I saw a stone tablet with that kind of writing on it, but I didn't know what was written on it. I realized I couldn't do it in a short period of time, so I moved to Heiwa Village and turned myself into a villager......"

That's why Ramasingh moved to live in the village of Heiwa, which is also a smart way to fly.

Ling Feng said, "Mr. Ramasinghe, how did you translate those two words?" That's the part he wants to know the most.

"It took me a year to get to know a monk in the temple and gain his trust," Ramasingh said. He asked me to send them a saint, and I agreed. ”

The holy woman of India is actually a religious sex slave. Usually the lowest caste "Dalits", that is, the daughters of untouchable untouchables. They dedicate their youth to the temple and their bodies to the lustful pleasures of the monks, and are not allowed to marry for life. It's an ugly phenomenon in Indian society, and it's really ironic to call it a "saint".

Ramasingh continued: "I began to search for saints for them and sent the girls who volunteered to become saints to the temple. In this way, I had some opportunities to enter the temple. I grew acquainted with the monks, and they relaxed my guard against me, and I was able to move around the temple. Once, I found an ancient book in the temple library that could translate that script. But I didn't dare to take it away, so I read it every time, memorize it, and then go home and write it down. ”

Ling Feng interrupted him, "Isn't it easier for you to take pictures with your mobile phone?" ”

Ramasinger said: "Heh, those guys never let me in with my phone, and they never use it themselves. They say that the sound transmitted by the mobile phone is the voice of the devil, and of course, there is also a reason why they are not allowed to take pictures. ”

"You're so stupid." Vivien said, "Don't you know that making a fake copy will really change it?" Also, if you steal their books and leave here for the U.S. with their wives and children, what can they do with you? ”

A strange smile appeared on Ramasinger's lips, "Do you know what kind of book it is?" ”

"What book?" Vivien had some conjectures in her heart, ancient parchment scrolls, or even bamboo slips from the ancient Chinese kingdom, but she wasn't sure.

Ling Feng also had some conjectures in his heart, which were roughly the same as Vivian's, but he didn't say it, and he didn't think it would be so simple. He could see that Ramasinger was a very clever and cautious man, and he would have done it long ago if replacing or stealing it with a fake would have solved the problem.

Ramasinger did not immediately answer Vivien's question, he stood up and walked fourteen steps on the ground. He didn't walk haphazardly, and the route he walked out seemed to be a rectangle, four steps long and three steps wide.

"What are you doing?" Vivien said curiously.

Ramasinger said: "See the figure I walked out of? The book was so big, and it was not a piece of paper or sheepskin, but a huge book made of human skin and ebony boards, and each page weighed at least a hundred pounds. It has fifty pages in total and weighs five hundred pounds, and who can steal such a book? And who can imitate it? ”

Ling Feng and Vivian couldn't help but glance at each other, both speechless.

Such a book, even a female snitch of Vivien's level can't steal it. Such a book cannot be imitated by the best craftsmen in the world, ebony and human skin, and there is no way to solve the problem of materials alone.

Ramasingh added: "Every time I look at some, it's the best I can think of." If there was a better way, I wouldn't want to do that. You have no idea how difficult it is or how dangerous it is to read that book. ”

"How many pages have you read? How much has been sorted out? How many of those words can you translate? Ling Feng said anxiously.

"Ten pages." "It has so much content that I can only remember part of it, but it doesn't do much," Ramasinghe said. As for what I put together, hmph, a month ago, they caught me peeking at their books. One night they came to my house out of the blue, my wife was killed by them, and I fled with Adams, but they took the documents I had compiled. ”

Ling Feng's brows furrowed suddenly. He was so excited to hear Ramasinger tell him about peeking at the ebony book, and he even thought that he didn't need to venture into the temple anymore, because Ramasinger was a living dictionary that could translate the human skin book he got from Father John Borg, but things would change like this, and it seemed that he would have to go into the temple himself and take a look at the huge book made of human skin and ebony zuò.

"Is that book a name? Where to put it? Ling Feng asked.

"That book is called "The Book of Heavenly Voices", and it is placed in their library, as long as you can enter their library, it is easy to find it, after all, it is so big that it cannot be stored like an ordinary book." Rama Singh paused for a moment and then said, "What, do you want to go to the temple?" I'm giving up on this idea with all my might, it's too dangerous, you have no idea what a horrible bunch of madmen those monks are! ”

Vivien said disapprehantly, "If it's a dead madman, are they still terrible?" ”

Ramasingh was silent, he had already realized from Ling Feng's eyes that he couldn't convince this Chinese man. As for Vivien, he didn't even have the idea to convince her.

Ling Feng took out the human skin book left by Father John Borg and handed it to Ramasinger's hand, "Mr. Ramasinger, try to translate as much as you can." It is very important to me how many translations there are. ”

"It's Father John Borg's book, and I know it." Ramasingh said, letting go of the human skin and reading it.

Ling Feng became inexplicably nervous, and he leaned over, anxiously waiting for the translation that came out of Ramasingh's mouth.

"Here is a mention of the immortals, here is a mention of sacrifices, here is a mention of blood, here is a mention of the Holy Maiden......" Flipping through one article after another, Ramasingh translated the words he could, and every time he translated one or several mysterious words, he would point them out to Ling Feng.

Such a translation does not have much effect, and if it is not possible to translate all the text, the content of the book will still be a fog and confusing. But this is also a huge improvement, compared to the initial confusion, now at least I know that it is really related to the ageless.

After reading the leather book, Ramasingh translated about a hundred mysterious texts. The price he paid was his wife's life. And that's not even counting the life of Father John Borg and the saints who were sent to the temple.

"Mr. Ramasinger, we have to get out of here. Come back to Heiwa Village with us, and if you are with us, you will take care of each other. Ling Feng said.

"Okay, I'll go back with you, I also want to understand that hiding is not a way, there must always be a time to face it head-on." Ramasingh said.

Vivien said, "It's getting dark, we need to hurry." ”

"Adams and I rode on a horse, you rode my horse, and I will go into the woods and bring it now." Ramasingh went out.

A moment later, the four of them rode two horses in the direction of Heiwa Village.