What exactly is the blood mark in Jessica's mouth? My mind is full of questions now, on the surface, I may not particularly understand the true meaning of this word, after all, in English, a word can represent different things in different contexts many times, and you must know that Kobe's cultural class is actually not particularly powerful, so I inherited Kobe's memory and knowledge of this blood stain in Jessica's mouth can really only rely on guessing.

"To be precise, it's actually stigmata, which is the mark that Jesus left on the linen that wrapped his body when he was crucifixed."

"But I still don't quite understand what you're trying to say, why did you just say that this bloodstain is something that shouldn't exist in this world in the first place?"

"Come and see this."

Jessica didn't explain much to me, but led me deeper into the house, where a huge metal box sat on top of a huge cabinet.

"What's in this box?"

I looked at this metal box curiously, judging by my first glance, the age of the metal box must have been made for a long time, although the cultural relics can be made old in various ways, but the breath emitted by this metal box is very mysterious and special, and it is impossible for ordinary metal boxes to make it appear such a special atmosphere just by virtue of ordinary aging technology.

"You can feel the special aura emanating from this box, it's a sacred aura."

"Divine breath?"

I looked at Jessica in disbelief as if I had misheard what Jessica had said, but she seemed rather calm, as if she had expected such a reaction.

"The stigmata I spoke of was placed in this sacred box, but hundreds of years have passed since it was last opened."

Jessica's tone was very calm and natural, as if the words that came out of her mouth were not very shocking, but I instinctively took a step back, and even frowned slightly on my forehead, and didn't say a word for a long time.

"I'm bringing you here today to show you this box, and I believe that my parents' lifelong career must be closely related to this box."

"Why do I suddenly feel like you've become Lara in Tomb Raider, and in the future, you may follow in your parents' footsteps and search for ancient legends in those mysterious ruins."

"If there really is such a day, will you come with me?"

Faced with Jessica's sudden question, my brain suddenly seemed to be short-circuited, and it seemed that many small bugs were screaming in my mind, making it impossible for me to think normally.

"To be honest, this offer is a little tempting, and I would like to believe that all this that your parents have left you is a relic of infinite value, but obviously I can't give up basketball, because basketball is a second life for me, and I can't give up basketball even for you!"

"Hey, you're thinking too much, I'm not trying to make you give up basketball."

Jessica's face softened a little and she looked at me with a smile, which made my previous nervousness fade a lot.

"And what do you mean?"

"Don't you have to play 365 days a year, and don't you have a few months off after the playoffs, and then you can take some time to go with me."

"Well, then I promise you, this year I will take O'Brien from Jordan with Shaq and let the banner of the Purple and Gold Army fly again."

"Speaking of Shaq, is your relationship with him a little better now, I've always been worried that there will be irreconcilable contradictions between you and him."

I smiled and shook my head, gently placed my hands on Jessica's shoulders, and brought my face closer to hers.

"You don't have to worry about the relationship between me and Shaq, he is much stronger than me now, so I am very willing to be a person who assists him, and when I slowly grow into a superstar who does not belong to him, I will take the position of boss from Shaq openly, in fact, to some extent, I don't care if I can be the boss of the team, what I like is the process of constantly competing and challenging opponents who are stronger than me, which can continue to stimulate my potential and make me stronger."

"Do you really believe you can be a superstar who can match or even surpass Shaq?"

Jessica didn't have any expression on her face, and I couldn't tell what was really going on in her mind when she said that.

"I believe in myself, and I'm willing to give everything I have for this goal, but Shaq is really not the goal I want to surpass the most, Jordan is!"

My tone was flat, as if I was just saying an innocuous word, but in fact, deep down I was already trembling at the thought.

If it were my character in my previous life, I would never have been able to set such an unattainable goal for myself, but at this moment, my body is flowing with Kobe's blood, which deeply affects my character and thoughts, for me, only to do the great things that Kobe Bryant did not complete in my world, can I truly show Kobe's spirit.

From this level, in my previous life, I have gradually been affected by Kobe's character, making me more and more like the real Kobe, but I also know that I can never really become Kobe, he is unique and no one can replace him, no matter how good I do, in my heart I can't reach Kobe's height.

"It's good for young people to have dreams."

Jessica said with a smile.

"If one day my dream comes true!"

I smiled and answered.

"Guess what my dream is?"

"Well, I guess it's like your parents, who can travel and explore the world in search of secrets that have been hidden for thousands of years."

Jessica shook her head and let me keep guessing.

"Own a huge estate, become a manor and raise a thousand sheep and a thousand cows."

I said half-jokingly.

"Why do I like to raise animals so much, you guess again."

"Well, seriously, how do I know what your dreams are, you know, I've only known you for less than a month, by the way, do you remember the first time we met?"

"Of course I remember, it's at Shaq's personal party."

"By the way, speaking of Shaq's party, Shaq seemed to have mysteriously handed me a small note after the game yesterday, and I don't know what this guy wants to do."

As I spoke, I took out the crumpled note from my pocket, and when I managed to smooth it out again, I saw a special name written on it in a few rather scribbled words.

"Backstreet Daddy? What is this, is this a person? ”

Jessica smiled and took the note out of my hand, then threw it into a small ball and threw it into a corner.

"Backstreet Daddy is an old bar, and the locals in Los Angeles used to like to hang out there, but in recent years there have been fewer and fewer people going back because of the emergence of many better bars."

"What does this Shaq mean by giving me this note?"

"I don't know, the only thing I know is that Shaq has had a few parties in this bar before, and it was before the offseason was over."

"He invited you to his party too?"

I just remembered Jessica's situation when I was at Shaq's party before, and it seems that she and Shaq have known each other for a long time!

"You may not believe it, but if you are objective, Shaq can be regarded as a distant cousin of mine."

"But Shaq is so dark, and you're a white girl with blond hair and blue eyes!"

Obviously, I couldn't believe that Shaq and Jessica were related, even if it was a distant bloodline.

"That's the way it is, sometimes this world is really small, don't you know that Shaq's father was imprisoned shortly after he was born, and her mother took him to remarry a soldier, to be precise, Shaq and I are not related by blood, but his adoptive father can be regarded as one of the collateral lines of our family."

"Well, I can still understand what you say, could it be that Shaq wants to tell me he's going to have a party there tonight?"

"It's a lot like his style, and I'll give you some dumb puzzles so you can't guess what he's trying to do."

"But I don't like his self-righteous style, as if the whole world has to revolve around him, and he didn't tell me there was a party tonight anyway, so I can assume I don't know about it."

I also made a very helpless expression when I said this, and spread my hands out.

"Don't you really want to go? If I want to go to this party, will you come with me? ”

"Beauty, do you know, your invitation is a bit embarrassing! I don't want Shaq to feel like I'm at his mercy like those guys. ”

"We can wear masks and go to the event! The party scene is so chaotic, how will he know who is behind the mask? ”

Jessica had an expression that was hard to refuse, and when I saw it, I knew I was unlikely to reject her.

Jessica carefully put the metal box back into its place, and then told me a little bit about what was special about it.

It is said that the raw materials used to make this box do not come from the earth itself, but to trace the vast starry sky.

There are so many coincidences in the appearance of everything, as the so-called no coincidence makes no book, in fact, many times the coincidence that exists in real life is not necessarily less than that in novels or movies.

What makes me a little strange is that Jessica's mood suddenly changed a lot when she heard that Shaq might have a party, maybe this is Shaq's personal charm, he is indeed always able to bring joy to the people around him.

Jessica's makeup is really good, she carefully selected a Batman mask for me, and she herself put on a Catwoman mask, and then made a signature pose of Catwoman in the movie, which made me laugh a little.

"It's not too early, how do you know Shaq's party isn't over yet?"

I couldn't help but ask as I sat in the back seat of the car.

"The reason is simple, Shaq's party never ends before three o'clock in the morning, you don't have to wonder if he has enough stamina, if you've ever seen him jump on stage all night, you won't ask such a question again."

"Well, I gotta say he's really a crazy guy, and as a teammate, I should have warned him not to squander his body so much, but considering this guy's physical talent is so high, I'm afraid he wouldn't care about squandering his body in the slightest."

"Well, yes, Shaq doesn't like people pointing fingers at him, he doesn't care much about people's criticism of him, whether you have a point in it or not, he will insist on doing his own thing."

The night view of Los Angeles is very beautiful, which also makes the little sleepiness I just had a while ago dissipate without a trace, and with Jessica driving the car herself, I can enjoy the scenery outside the window.

For many of Los Angeles, the night life is just beginning at this time.

"Jessica."

"What?"

"What would you think if your parents suddenly came back one day?"

"I wanted to have that day, but my instincts and what I had been through forced me to give up on the idea."

"Do you really think they're not coming back? You're left alone to face a whole room full of ancient artifacts, which are really beautiful, but I'd be crazy if I were to stay there a little longer. ”

"They're not that scary, and even though they're covered with the marks of time, don't you feel like they're all living creatures, with their own stories and some way of expressing them, and when you learn their language, you don't feel how difficult it is to stay with them."

"Have you learned their language?"

"No, it's not something that can be done in a moment, and my parents haven't been able to master much of this skill for decades, and they used to tell me it takes talent."

"I think you should have that talent."

"Perhaps, but it's clear that the talent still seems to be asleep right now."

"Are you trying to awaken that talent?"

"It's too difficult, it's really too difficult, many things need chance, when the time comes, you can naturally do it, if the time comes, it's useless to work hard."

Jessica's house was about three blocks from this backstreet daddy's bar, but it took us less than a quarter of an hour to get to our destination with her skillful driving.

To be honest, I didn't see the slightest bit of a bar from the signboard at first, it looked so old and shabby, as if it had come from a world a century ago in a time machine.

"Don't be stunned, put on a mask."

Jessica was the first to get out of the car, she wore a catwoman mask, and she also made a catwoman's tail, and then followed the catwoman's cat's steps, and to be honest, that posture was really fascinating.

After a little distraction, I put on my Batman mask and Batman's black cape, followed in Catwoman's footsteps and walked deeper into the bar.

The bar seemed to be located deep underground, and as we walked down the long staircase, we were surrounded by people dressed in all sorts of clothes, young and old, fat and thin, but without exception there seemed to be some kind of satisfaction on their faces.

"I really can't figure out why Shaq would choose such a place to party, I think he had a better vision last time."

"I've really asked Shaq about this before, guess what he told me?"

Jessica had a mysterious look on her face, and I shook my head to say I couldn't guess.

"You're really boring, so why don't you cooperate with me to guess!"

Jessica pretended to be angry, but I knew very well that she was actually coquettish.

"Well, I guess the owner of this bar knows him well?"

Jessica shook her head.

"He used to come here a lot when he was in high school?"

Jessica continued to shake her head.

"Could it be because there's a girl in this bar that's so hard to chase, and Shaq always comes here to complete unfinished tasks because he hasn't been successful?"

"Your brain is really big, of course it can't be this case, the girl who is willing to be chased by Shaq is afraid that the queue will be able to line up for a long time, think about it again!"

"I really can't guess, Shaq's brain circuit is completely different from that of ordinary people, and if I can keep up with his way of thinking, I may be driven crazy by myself."

"He told me at the time that he liked the old feel because the bar was the oldest in Los Angeles, and he said he was actually quite a nostalgic person."

"Why don't I believe it, are you sure Shaq really told you that?"

As we talked, we had already walked into the depths of the bar, where there were more and more people around, the environment was getting more and more noisy, and Jessica was talking to me more and more difficult to hear.

"You're right, this is a great place to get nostalgic, but what old nostalgia can Shaq have here?"

"I'm afraid you'll have to ask him this question in person."

Jessica took half a glass of whiskey from a waiter, and then drank it to the point where there was not a drop left, and I looked at her a little dumbfounded, it was whiskey!