Compared with so many large collections of treasures, 10,000 yuan is indeed nothing, even if it is thrown out of 100,000 or 1 million, it may not be worth 1/10,000 of the great treasure.

I understand what Gu Qingcheng means, whether it is the Mogao Grottoes or the anti-thief pit, it is not a small place where you are poor and white, and you have a rod to the end. If you want to win big, the road ahead is difficult.

There is no one in the world who does not know that Sikong picks stars, light skills are the first, theft is the first, thousands of mountains are alone, and there is a lone star.

Sikong Xingxing does not have any friends, and has always kept a distance from anyone, always only interests in his eyes, and always only money in his mind.

can invite Sikong to pick up stars, it should be Gu Tingguo's face, not Gu Tingcheng's.

Ordinary people think that firefighters, SWAT fighters, and parkour masters can climb a five-meter-high wall with their bare hands to be close to the legendary "light gong lifting longitudinal technique", but in fact they are far away.

After the real light skills are practiced, you can reach the realm of "stepping on thousands of high-rise buildings, rising from the ground and taking charge of the West and East", which is no different from the protagonist of the American Marvel movie Spider-Man.

No one has ever seen how Sikong Xingxing performs light work, and he once said dismissively in front of Williams, the chief reporter of Globe magazine: "Light work is not circus acrobatics, and it is never performed for the curious." ”

Equally secret is his theft technique - the only one in the "Eighteen Lines of Door Theft" that has not been revealed by the good deeds is himself.

The only thing that can confirm his light skills and the number one thief in the world is the "Key to Hell" theft that occurred at the Twin Stars Building in Singapore on Christmas Day in 1999.

That case has become a classic legend in theft, because even Bobby Char, director of Interpol's Anti-Theft Agency, has said that the security measures of the "Hell's Key" exhibition are among the best in the universe, and if you want to steal it, you can't steal it unless someone has a pair of "fairy hands".

"Keys to Hell" travels to 15 cities around the world, with Singapore being the last stop and one where security measures are at their best. As a result, it was stolen just an hour before the museum closed on the last day of the tour, and coincidentally, Sikong Xingxing also stayed in Singapore for that hour, landing on an EgyptAir flight at 3pm and departing on a Japanese flight at 4pm.

No one can say exactly what he did in his rush to pick up the stars, the truth is that the "key to hell" was stolen at the turn of the century and never appeared again.

This is bad news for the antiques, collecting, and security communities, but it is good news for the metaphysical world, the archaeological community, and the historical community. Because the "Key to Hell" comes from the Valley of the Kings in Egypt, it is said that it is the key to open the gates of hell and release ancient demons and monsters. If anyone takes it into the secret realm deep in the Valley of the Kings and subdues the "Hell Keeper Dog", then they can open the "Infernal Gate" between the human world and hell.

Hell opens, and humanity ends. This is something that is also implicitly mentioned in the Bible, and is similar to the prophecy of "1999 when the king of terror descended from heaven" in the "Centuries."

Because of the diary in the camphor wood box, I have done very in-depth research on the prophecy of "Centuries", and of course I have also paid attention to the case of "The Key to Hell", and I have read the information of Sikong Xingxing a hundred times, and I still remember it vividly.

"If he is willing to come, no one else can interfere." I sigh from the bottom of my heart.

For a long time, if Sikong Xingxing claimed to be the second in the world of light skills and theft, then no one would dare to call it the first. As soon as he arrived, there was no room for bargaining among the people of the country.

"Yes, to attract him this time shows how high the charm value of Mogao Grottoes is! My brother said that at first, Sikong picked up the stars and refused to come, but Mr. Li from Egypt spoke, and used the seven favors he had accumulated before to force Sikong to pick up the stars...... "When it comes to Mr. Li, Gu Qingcheng can't help but clean up.

Although the characters in the rivers and lakes are free, they also have their own "unspoken rules of rank".

Mr. Egypt is one of the very few big people who are above the government and the law, and in front of him, the heads of state of Africa must consciously bow their heads, and the rich people who sit on the gold and diamond mines do not even have the opportunity to meet Mr. Li.

Mr. Li is willing to give face to the Gu family, which will also make the faces of the two brothers and sisters Gu Tingguo and Gu Tingcheng shine.

"Little girl, even if you hold Mr. Li to the sky, what benefit can he give you? He's forcing me out? Wrong, wrong, wrong, it wasn't that he forced me, but begged me, and wrote off all the favors he owed him before, just begging me to come to Mogao Grottoes for a trip. I give him face, look at it casually, look at it casually, and it's all up to me whether I want to do things or not. A lazy voice sounded above us.

I looked up, and the top wall of the air duct shone with a slight gray cold light. Judging by the voice, the speaker is just outside the air duct.

"Is it the senior of the star?" Gu Tingcheng bowed and stood up, and clenched his fists upwards with difficulty, "Senior Gu Tingcheng is polite here!" ”

The voice came from the right side again: "Xiao Gu is a greasy and fat Humpty Dumpty, where did he come from such a beautiful little sister?" God is really nonsense, no matter where you look at it, you don't look like brothers and sisters! Don't take a bite of a senior, hate these red tape the most. This iron cage is quite strange, like a good thing, you get out of the way, I'll come and see-"

Before the sound fell, someone drifted over like green smoke from the far end of the wind duct.

The fence of the iron cage was half a foot wide, and this person stopped and rushed directly into the iron cage and squeezed together with me face to face.

"I have long admired the name of my seniors, and my juniors are—" I politely greeted him.

"Don't talk, don't talk, you listen, you listen!" The man shook his body, and one hand had covered my mouth.

I no longer forced my mouth, but listened with bated breath.

Strangely, I heard the second hand of a clock "clicking" to walk. I started hearing the sound of a watch, and soon I heard dozens of clocks walking and making sounds together, and the "click" sound gradually merged into a loud noise that shook my temples with constant pain.

"The heavenly stems and the earthly branches, the zodiac hours, the five elements cycle, and each other. Hehe, it's a good thing, someone actually moved the foreign gadgets on the beach during the Republic of China to Dunhuang! It's strange, this thing is obviously lost in the mainland, and only the Americans can find it. Now it appears in Dunhuang, what does it mean......" He slowly stretched out his right index finger to touch the hidden lock on the outside of the cage.

Although Sikong Xingxing is famous, on the surface, he is a very ordinary middle-aged man, not tall, not short, not fat, not thin, not luxurious, not haggard, not enthusiastic, not indifferent...... the word "mean" is the most suitable to describe him. Even his facial features are mediocre, and once that "public face" is involved in the crowd, it can no longer be recognized.

Before, Gu Tingcheng had tried to open the lock with a universal leather key, but to no avail, the lock cylinder was motionless.

I don't expect to see the "magic skill" of Sikong picking stars to open the iron cage with a casual swipe, but with his identity, it is absolutely impossible to be stumped by a secret lock.

"You provoked the 'remnants of the blue sky and white sun'?" The tip of the index finger touched the edge of the dark lock three times, and then shifted to the location of the keyhole.

Gu Qingcheng immediately shook his head: "No, we were just passively involved in some disputes in the rivers and lakes, and we didn't take the initiative to provoke any party." In the past, the 'remnants of the blue sky and white sun' only operated in Southeast Asia, South Asia, West Asia, and Egypt, and they would not come inland at all, let alone get along with us. ”

Anyone who has read modern history knows which force the "blue sky and white sun remnants" refer to, and even if they borrow a hundred courages, they will not dare to go deep into the interior to cause chaos.

"This cage is a Japanese product, modeled after the Tang Dynasty's 'Nine Consecutive Labyrinths', which only appeared in the headquarters of Qingtian Bairi during the Republic of China. Although there appears to be only one hidden lock, there are actually 36 attached locks. The pins in the lock cylinder are constantly moving along the hollow passage of the iron grate, and at each point in time, the key required for the hidden lock is different, and it will change very differently in a few seconds before and after. Who have you offended to be so retaliated against? Sikong Xingxing asked.

I suddenly realized that the iron cage was definitely not for me, but for dealing with some other big person.

I'm an accidental intruder on the killer side of the tunnel, and I'm out of their defenses.

They pointed their swords at the baby, and the trap they set was naturally aimed at the Iron Mirror King or the Immortal Jade Master. It suddenly dawned on me that I had analyzed the whole incident from a high vantage point.

"They have no ill intentions, they unlock it 24 hours a day, and it's fine." I turned to Gu Qingcheng.

In an instant, we had a clear heart, and she also had a look of "so it is" in her eyes. However, what followed was a faint melancholy.

I understand her feelings, this time there is no danger to survive, not because of how smart we are, but because the gangsters are tense with each other, and they don't take us people into account at all. In the world of the big guys, the rivers and lakes will always belong to a few people, dozens of people, and no more than a hundred people. They are well-deserved Kun of the sea and the Peng of the sky, and under the Kunpeng, they are all dust.

Gu Tingcheng is a girl with pursuits, once she finds a huge gap between herself and the big guys, this gap will definitely be unbearable.

"Little brother is right, if the person who lies in this cage wants to kill you, it is just a matter of flicking a finger. To use it against you, it's really anti-aircraft guns to fight mosquitoes - overkill! Hehehehe, I guess, this move is to deal with a certain big man in the rivers and lakes......" Sikong picked up his hand, lightly pressed a button on the side of his collar, and commanded in a low voice, "Go and check, the big people who appeared in Dunhuang within a month are not only Chinese, but also the United States, Russia and Asian countries." In addition, not only passports are checked, but there are also some people who are good at entering the country without going through customs. Check urgently at full speed, I'll wait for a reply online. ”

Sikong Xingxing is an expressionless person, although his tone is already very urgent, his facial features are flattened, neither frowning, nor sideways, not even breathing faster, not showing any signs of anxiety.

Such a person is especially terrifying, like a falcon hidden in the dark, with a sharp beak and claws, all hidden. Once attacked, it was a shocking blow and a broken head and neck.

"What's your name? Is it also Xiao Gu's subordinates? Sikong Xingxing glanced at me, turned around, and leaned against the iron grille.

"Long Fei, he has nothing to do with Mr. Gu and Miss Gu, he is just an ordinary mural painter of Mogao Grottoes." I replied indifferently.

I know that even if I take out my complete life resume, I will not be able to get into the eyes of the stars, so I simply hide my past experience and only talk about the present.

"Painting murals? Hehe, hehe......" Sikong Xingxing shook his head, and suddenly sighed on his back, "Zhang Daqian is not seen in the world, and it is difficult for the gods to draw the blue sky - except for Zhang Daqian, who can depict the charm of the murals of Mogao Grottoes?" You, you, are just a bunch of mural copyists, painting and drawing, ruining so much paper, what's the point? ”

Zhang Daqian is a master of modern painting, who lived in Dunhuang for a long time when he was young, and traced the murals of the Mogao Grottoes without sleep and food, which is a good story in the history of Chinese painting.

Sikong Xingxing is right, modern people have gone astray in their personal pursuit of painting murals. For example, Director Song and Teacher Yan have become social painters who "paint for money", and as far as they can see, every mural is measured by money, and has nothing to do with its artistic value.

"Yes, the senior is very right." I nodded in agreement.

My pursuit is different from that of Director Song and Teacher Yan, but this "difference" is not understood by outsiders, and I don't need to confess it to anyone alone.