Chapter 100: Mind Art (Text)
Zhang Meng felt a little weird, but he still repeated it truthfully.
"This must be your dream, it's really confusing." Zhao San smiled reluctantly and comforted casually.
Zhang Meng frowned, and wanted to ask what was going on, but was changed by Zhao San: "Ah Meng, since you're fine, let's prepare, let's go back to Hong Kong tonight, and the little stammerer has already prepared the smuggling boat!" ”
"Third uncle, go back so soon?"
"Well, although this hospital is in the bustling area of Shenzhen, the Ye family doesn't dare to mess around, but our whereabouts have been exposed, if Ye Ba calls some people from the rivers and lakes to do it, we are still a little dangerous, it's better to go back early." Ah Meng, take a break, I'll go to the ghost market to explain some things, and I'll leave immediately. ”
Zhao San nodded, and hurriedly went out with Chen Cripple.
To be honest, Zhang Meng was a little complicated in his heart, the purpose of his coming to the mainland this time was to find the cause of his father's death, although he accidentally met Lai Zi on the way, and roughly found out some secrets of his life experience from his mouth, but in the tomb of Liu Qu, he did not find any relevant clues.
In fact, judging from Zhao San's appearance, they must have found something from Liu Qu's tomb, but they didn't want to say it to themselves.
Zhang Meng suddenly felt a little upset, it was really uncomfortable to hide everything, if he was an outsider, it would be fine, but Zhang Shaoye was his father, and he was still entangled in that ghost vein, why did his father die? What the hell is this in yourself? He should have the right to know all these things.
Zhang Meng suddenly remembered the statue under the stele, and he touched his pocket, but it was empty, and he didn't touch anything.
Zhang Meng felt a sudden shock in his heart, this can't be a loss, right?
That thing can be guarded under the stone tablet, there must be some important meaning, maybe you can see some secrets, if you lose it, this time it is really a bamboo basket to draw water, nothing has been obtained.
This dress is used for soil work, not only is it extremely elastic, but also there are many outrageous pockets, and it is very easy to hide ten pieces of eight tools on the body, Zhang Meng touched it all over his body, and finally turned out the sculpture with the thickness of his thumb.
He scrutinized the sculpture, which seemed to be made of brass, and at the head of the statue was a man with a high crown looking straight ahead, and below the neck was a body that did not know what it was, it was hairy, like an ape, but much more burly than an ape. Zhang Meng looked puzzled, could it be that there were any other totems that he was not familiar with during the Western Han Dynasty? This thing doesn't look like a human, it's a bit like a totem.
"That's right!"
Zhang Meng patted his head, and he quickly pressed the button next to the bed, which is used by the patient to find a doctor when he is in an emergency.
Soon after Zhang Meng pressed it, he saw the fat nurse walking over with an impatient face.
"Well, Sister Nurse, I have something to trouble you, okay?"
The flesh on the fat woman's face trembled, and when she heard the words 'sister', she finally relaxed the dead face.
"The young man is very good at talking, why is he not feeling well?"
"This is not a way to speak, I have a sister who looks about the same as you, only twenty-seven years old, sister, you should be about the same." Zhang Meng said very seriously, he resisted the idea of vomiting and stared at the nurse blankly.
"Alas, the young man's mouth is too sweet, my aunt is in her forties this year, where can I compare with those young people!"
Originally, Zhang Meng's face was too good, and listening to him compliment himself so much, this fat nurse suddenly became more enthusiastic about Zhang Meng.
"That...... Sister nurse, can you bring me a notebook, I want to keep some family accounts, and I will forget it when the time comes. ”
"Okay! But you have to be careful, you just woke up, you can't be so tired at this time. Your fox friends and dog friends are also less provocative, you fainted for the past two days, and there is no one to take care of, if I hadn't scared them and said that you are very sick, maybe they wouldn't even come to see it! ”
"What, I've fainted for two days?" Zhang Meng frowned.
"No, after sending you here, they left in a hurry, as if they were going to do something big, I'm sorry! I didn't come back until last night. ”
"Thank you, sister, it's okay, it's okay, please help me get a notebook."
A look of gloom swelled up in Zhang Meng's eyes, Chen Cripple They said that they had only fainted for half a day, it turned out that they were all lying to themselves, where did they go during this time? Why don't you tell yourself?
Although Zhang Meng had already judged that Chen Cripple was hiding something from him, after confirming it, he still felt very uncomfortable.
Soon, the nurse came over with a notebook and a pen, and originally wanted to hear Zhang Meng say a few more good words, but seeing that Zhang Meng was not interested in talking, she went out stupidly.
Zhang Meng frowned, he wrote down the symbols one by one on the paper, these symbols were written down by him from the stone tablet, thanks to his unforgettable memory, otherwise he would never have remembered these strange characters.
Zhang Meng has memorized it in detail several times in Liu Qu's tomb, and used the word splitting method to memorize those symbols strongly, at this time after writing down those individual symbols, he has a little headache, these fonts are either left and right, or a combination of up and down, he now has some unclear recollection.
He made up his mind that he would continue to investigate when he returned, but this time he would not rely on anyone! He understands now, with Zhao San and them following, they will hide any secrets they find out, so it is better to go out alone.
There is still no eyebrows behind his father's death, and it is absolutely impossible for Zhang Meng to give up so lightly.
"Ah Meng, you clean up, go have a meal and go back, hey, what are you doing?" Before Zhao San's rough voice entered the room, the voice came in.
"Didn't do anything."
Zhang Meng glanced at Zhao San, calmly did not speak, he tore off the paper and put it in his pocket.
Although he couldn't understand this text, he found a few insiders who specialized in writing after he went back, and he was afraid that he wouldn't know what was recorded?
"Is that fat nurse whining there again?" Zhao San said with some humility, looking at Zhang Meng's fire-breathing expression, he vaguely guessed something.
Most of the luggage of several people was almost lost on the river god waterway, and there was nothing at this time, so they left the hospital after a little packing.
"By the way, where did Brother Jun go?" Zhang Meng asked suspiciously.
"Your little brother Jun disappeared the next day, but he has always been elusive, don't worry about him......" Zhao San said lazily, he knew Brother Jun's temperament very well.
"You are Zhang Meng?"
At the front desk of the hospital, a nurse stared at Zhang Meng with a puzzled face, as if she wanted to see something on his face.
"That's right." Zhang Meng is inexplicable, isn't it still popular to pretend to be someone else these days? I don't have this fetish.
"A man of about twenty-four or eighteen years old left you a letter saying that he must let you open it himself. Oh, by the way, he said his name was Yoriko. The nurse said.
Zhang Meng hurriedly took the letter and stuffed it into his arms.