Chapter 987: The Secret in the Cave 2

The midday sun was just like that, and just as Zhuoli wanted to take a closer look, the angle of the light shifted, and the refracted light could no longer shine into the cave.

The cave was dark again, and the compartment above it was still clearly visible, and it was pitch black as if it had no roof.

Zhuo Li's eyes were like torches, and even if he couldn't see anything there, he still stared at it.

Some things that have happened are things that exist, even if you forget them for a while.

A picture flashed in his mind, when he was only six years old, and his mother took him back to his hometown, where his grandfather and all the villagers greeted him warmly, beating gongs and drums.

One day, he ran out mischievously and found a few friends to hide and seek, and he ran and ran until he ran to the hill behind his grandfather's house.

At that time, the trees on the back mountain had not yet been cut down, and there were many trees that were more than 100 years old, and the stumps were so thick that three people could not hold them hand in hand.

He hid in the jungle, secretly wishing that no one would find him this time.

Later, as he wished, there were really no friends who came to look for him, it was getting dark, he was very scared, he wanted to go back to his grandfather's house, but he was lost.

He vaguely remembered that it was the second half of the night, and his grandfather was holding a torch and calling his name, "Jayne, Jayne......"

Jayne? Excellence's eyes flashed, and what his grandfather was shouting was his English name, Jayne.

When I was a child, a few friends who played well were particularly envious that he could speak a few Chinese, he learned Vietnamese with them, they learned English and Chinese with him, English everyone learned well, at least oral communication is no problem, but Chinese they will have less, can listen, but will not read, will not speak.

At the age of 16, eighty percent of his memory was restored, which reminded him of Lao Tuan's destruction of his biological mother's family, and now, at the age of 36, he finally remembered everything.

His father, who is Chinese, speaks fluent Chinese, so he has known since he was a child that Chinese is his mother tongue, which is a memory that is integrated into the blood, even if it is temporarily forgotten, he will not forget his own language.

His mother, who is from Miami, is also fluent in English, and his mother, born in a small old village in Miami, is not under the jurisdiction of the local government, and is a self-governing state to the outside world, in fact, it is a completely independent country.

From ancient times to the present, the legends about this village have been passed down silently, but those are all miraculous legends, and no one has really verified them.

Legend has it that this village was built on top of a mountain of gold, and only a spire of the mountain was exposed, and under the village, there was a mountain of gold that was incomparably larger.

Legends that seem like myths don't sound very credible.

The memories continued, and the picture in Excellence's mind grew longer and clearer.

"Jayne, Jayne, where are you? Jayne, did you hear Grandpa's words? Jayne ......"

Xiao Zhuo ran towards the light with joy, crying wow, happy, and scared at the same time, "Grandpa, grandpa, I ...... I thought I'd never see you again. ”

Grandpa cried with joy and hugged him distressedly, "Frightened, kid?" You've found you, you know, all of us are looking for you. ”

"I'm sorry grandpa, I thought ...... I thought...... ...... can be found."

Grandpa shook his head and said, "I don't blame you, you don't know that this is a forbidden place." ”

"Forbidden land?"

"Yes, no one in our village can come to the forbidden land except me."

"What about my mother?"

"Your mother can't either, they're all looking for you in the village, and they can't find you after looking around, they're already looking for the third round."

"Grandpa, then I've already come in, will there be a punishment?"

"Hahaha, you are grandpa's careful liver, grandpa doesn't dare to punish you, but grandpa only has you as a grandson, if you want, you can also come in?"

At a young age, Zhuo Zhuo jokingly asked, "Grandpa, are you making me the village head?" ”

Grandpa was stunned, surprised and surprised by the comprehension ability of the little grandson, "Hahaha, do you want to be the village chief?" ”

"What can you do as a village chief?"

Grandpa picked him up and asked him to hold the torch, and then pointed behind him as he walked back, "When the village chief can know the secret behind this, it is a secret that our family has guarded for many years." ”

"How many years are you?"

"Grandpa doesn't know, anyway, listen to my grandfather, it's been many, many years."

"Grandpa's grandfather? Have I seen it? ”

"Hahahaha, I'm sure, you haven't seen it."

Xiao Zhuo hugged his grandfather's neck and looked timidly at the dark jungle behind him, his grandfather's words aroused his curiosity, "Grandpa, what is the secret?" Tell me okay? ”

"Then do you want to stay and be the village chief and guard here?"

At that time, Xiao Zhuo was ignorant, and he didn't know that the "village chief" mentioned by his grandfather was actually the king of this small country.

"Mom agrees, and I agree."

"Hahahaha, okay, your mother will definitely agree, then grandpa will tell you a word first, you must remember it, don't say it to anyone, even your mother doesn't allow it, can you do it?"

"Hmm."

"We are a country, a country built on top of a mountain of gold."

"What?" At a young age, Excellence did not understand these esoteric words.

Grandpa laughed again, then changed the subject and asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

"Hungry," Xiao Zhuo's attention immediately focused on the plate of barbecue he ate last night, "I'm hungry, grandpa, I really want to eat barbecue." ”

"Okay, grandpa will take you home right away and eat barbecue."

I remember all the memories of this childhood, and even the conversation with my grandfather at that time is remembered word for word.

It was originally a small country, low-key and mysterious, and many people know it because of those legends.

It wasn't until it was broken into by the old group organization, and until the country was wiped out, that it became world-famous.

After the accident, the local government naturally incorporated it into its own field, but no one dared to build it, it was synonymous with a "supernatural", and it was wiped out overnight, and the murderer could not be found so far, and over time, no one dared to come here.

Excellence was lying flat, his body was weak, but his mind was very clear, was it true that the old regimental organization had broken in by mistake because of war refuge? Did the old group really kill all the villagers so as not to reveal their whereabouts? Now that this is a barren and terrible place full of evil spirits, why did Zhuoli come in again? And those ancient trees that have been cut down in the back mountain, what is Zhuo Li looking for?

The answer is about to come out, and Excellence clenched his fists tightly, the secret that his grandfather's family has guarded for hundreds of years, and the place that has been guarded for generations has been destroyed by their group of wicked people.

The more I recall, the more I hate.