The skull is a very peculiar piece of bone, with a space inside, unique and aesthetically pleasing, a symbol of wisdom, and some collectors with unique tastes are very fond of collecting all kinds of skulls.

Curator, there's someone out there who wants to see you.

An old man who looked like a butler stood respectfully on an old man sitting in a soft chair.

Who?

He didn't say anything, he just said that there was something very important for you.

Okay, let him in.

Good.

After the butler withdrew, a strange guy with a tightly sealed head walked in, obviously holding something in his arms, and he looked left and right to make sure that there was no one else before he walked up to the curator.

This thing is important to me, and I gave it to you in exchange for a ferry ticket.

Tickets? What kind of ferry ticket?

Ferry tickets to Proxima Centauri.

Ahem, but it's not something you can get your hands on casually.

I know, I also know that you are a member of the Immigration Board and have the authority to get a ticket, and if you will give me one, I will give you this thing.

Something, let me see it first.

No, you have to promise me first!

At that moment, the whole house began to tremble.

Oh no, they've found it here? Okay, it's okay to show you first.

The strangely dressed guy gently placed the things in his arms on the table, and then opened them layer by layer, and it looked like it was wrapped in rags for four or five layers. The curator was also curious about what it was that made it worth a ticket to Proxima Centauri, which money could not buy. After peeling back the layers one by one, a milky white skull was revealed in front of the curator.

The curator's eyes lit up suddenly, and he couldn't help but look up at the stranger a few more times.

This is...... Is this a Mayan skull?

Not...... That's right, the curator really has good eyesight!

Where are you from...... Forget it, I don't ask much, the ticket is fine, and after three days, you go to this place. You'll be able to get your tickets then.

The curator couldn't contain his excitement, took out a note from his pocket and handed it to him.

He opened it and looked at it, then put it away, and ran away before the people outside arrived.

Xiao He is an archaeologist who has spent several years in the jungles of South America, which is already his second home. Others go home once a year, but he is good, he has not returned home for four or five years, and all his thoughts have been devoted to the cause of archaeological excavation. The last four or five years were not for nothing for him, on the contrary, he benefited a lot, made two major discoveries, later named an asteroid after him, and appeared on the cover of the most famous magazine in the field of archaeology.

One day, as usual, he walked into the pyramid, which was hidden by the dense woods, carrying a suitcase. He had basically seen all over the place, and he knew exactly how many bricks there were, and how many tunnels there were. According to the historical records on the wall, at noon on the summer solstice, when the sun reaches its highest point, the sunlight will shine through the hole in the head and shine on a certain position on the earth, which shows the position of the earth in the solar system at this time.

He had been waiting for a day for months, and he didn't want to miss this great moment. He had always believed that the Mayans were very calculating and could not make mistakes. So, he brought a chair early and sat there quietly waiting for the noon to come.

For some reason, once Xiao He calmed down, he would get sleepy, so he often walked back and forth, but this time he felt drowsy after just a few minutes of sitting in the chair. He looked at his watch and saw that it was still more than half an hour before noon, and he felt that it was okay to squint.

When the sun reached its highest point, a pillar of light fell from the hole and illuminated a place on the ground. The entire ground is in the shape of an oval. This pillar of light falls on the ground as a circular spot, and the position of the spot falls exactly on an elliptical trajectory.

Xiao He, who was not far away, was still asleep, obviously missing this great moment. By the time he woke up, it was already afternoon. He jumped up from his chair and crawled to the bottom of the hole above his head, looking up at it.

It's over, it's over, the mission is not done! Now the bonus is in vain.

Xiao He sat back on the chair with his head down, leaning on his back.

If he misses this time, he will have to wait for a year, he can't wait, he has to find a way to prevaricate this matter. So, he prepared to come out again in the evening to see if he could use the moonlight as the sun, and to record the scene.

At night, Xiao He carried a flashlight and tiptoed into the pyramid. He didn't want to alarm the animals sleeping in the dark, like rats, bats, snakes, etc., for fear that they would suddenly come out of nowhere and scare him, if it was better during the day, it would be a little scary in the middle of the night. Xiao He didn't dare to take risks, and he didn't dare to make a sound at all.

The moon had risen in mid-air, and the bright moonlight fell like a waterfall into the pyramids. Moonlight is no richer and warmer than sunlight. The moonlight shining into the pyramid was cold and indifferent, and Xiao He extended the exposure time of the camera in order to make the moonlight look brighter.

After Xiao He finished taking the photo, he felt a cold wind blowing in, looked around, and didn't see anything, but the sixth sense told him that it was better to leave here quickly.

The next few days passed peacefully, but Xiao He always felt that something was wrong.

On this day, Xiao He stood at the door of the tent and looked at the pyramid in the distance. Xiao He is a guy with late obsessive-compulsive disorder, in order to facilitate access to the pyramid, he set up the entrance and exit of his tent and the entrance and exit of the pyramid on the same straight line, and at the same time there is a straight path in this straight line. If it was before, Xiao He could see the entrance and exit of the pyramid at a glance, but now, he found that the entrance and exit of the pyramid were not facing him, but turned an angle.

Well? No, I remember that the entrance and exit of the pyramids were always opposite, how could this be? Oh yes, I remember taking a picture before, yes, go look for it.

So, Xiao He ran into the tent and rummaged through the suitcase.

Well? This......

The photo shows the same as it is now, and it is not the same as Xiao He thought.

No, I obviously remember that it was the opposite, could it be that I remembered it wrong?

With doubts, Xiao He came to the pyramid again, he paced back and forth inside, observing the surroundings, and found nothing unusual. Suddenly, he felt something wrong with the sound at his feet. He stepped on it a little harder, and sure enough, the sound was different, and his feet were empty!

Holy, is there a room down here? How come I didn't find out before?

Xiao He squatted on the ground, touched the ground, knocked, and suddenly, he wanted to knock a hole in the ground, to see what was underneath. Thinking of doing it, Xiao He found awls, nails, hammers, pickaxes and other tools to chisel the stones, and found a blank space on the ground that was not carved, he didn't want to destroy other valuable places. After chiseling for a while, Xiao He found that the layer under his feet was quite thick, and he shouldn't have paid attention to it before, if he didn't kick it a few times, he couldn't hear the difference in sound at all.

It was about six or seven centimeters deep, and suddenly, with a bang, a small hole finally broke. Suddenly, a stream of gas erupted from the inside, as if the pressure inside was greater than the outside, and found a way to release it.

Damn, what does this smell like, it stinks!

A strong pungent smell stimulated Xiao He, and Xiao He quickly covered his nose and ran out. Panting for breath outside the pyramid, Xiao He looked up and saw a cloud of smoke at the top of the pyramid, which was the gas coming out of the hole at the top.

The smoke did not rise into the sky as Xiao He expected, but gathered at the top of the pyramid, and as the smoke gathered more and more, it had already exceeded the same volume of air in weight, so it flowed down and flowed downwards in all directions, as if it covered the surface of the pyramid like the smoke of agarwood.

In a few moments, the entire pyramid was shrouded in a thin layer of smoke. In the spirit of archaeologists daring to explore, Xiao He looked at the cup in his hand and walked over slowly, ready to use the cup to hold a little of this strange smoke. However, as soon as the back of his hand came into contact with the smoke, there was a piercing pain, Xiao He subconsciously withdrew his hand, to see that the back of his hand had turned black, and what made him even more frightened was that the epidermis on the back of his hand began to fall off, as if it had lost all its moisture, and turned into a layer of dead skin.

This was just the beginning, and he couldn't hold the cup anymore, because his entire left hand had rotted to the point that only the bones inside were left, while his entire left arm was still intact. He held his left arm in horror and was shocked to see that it was also beginning to rot and peel.

Xiao He shouted, and then fainted and lay on the ground, unconscious.

The smoke from the pyramid not far away slowly extended out, covering Xiao He's body, and the sound of rustling came.

Xiao He's body is rotting, while his brain is doing the opposite, dividing frantically, and the number of brain cells is growing exponentially. Xiao He's brain fusion capacity is fixed, and there is no extra space to put the new brain cells, so his skull is pushed outward, the back is bulging back, the eyes in front are pushed out, and the chin is expanded down by a centimeter or two. The breath of death in the whole body finally came to the brain, and no matter how wildly divided the brain cells were, they couldn't withstand the invasion of death, and they turned into pieces all at once.

A few weeks later, a wave of archaeologists came to see Xiao He. However, when everyone came to Xiao He's tent, they couldn't find Xiao He, and they also found a skeleton near the pyramid, which seemed to be the bones of a Mayan, especially the swollen skull. It was decided to take the skeleton home and show it to a professor at the university who taught archaeology.

In order to preserve the bones, they found a special box before getting on the plane, so that they didn't have to worry about the bones being polluted by the turbid air or being damaged by external shocks.

The plane took off and took off as usual, but not long after, when it was about to reach home, it somehow fell from the sky and landed in a wood. After the plane exploded, it not only burned itself, but also caused a small forest fire. After the fire was finally extinguished, no bodies were found, only dozens of ashes resembling ashes. The only one on site that has been preserved is the box. The box was lifted off the plane, and according to the address information left on it, it was delivered to a university.

Lao Lu is a professor of archaeology at this university, and coincidentally, one of his students is Xiao He. However, he didn't know that Xiao He was dead. Professor Lu raised his eyes and looked at the box on the ground, and was about to open it, when several other archaeology professors walked in outside the door.

As soon as these professors heard that Lao Lu had received a box sent back from South America, it was said that there was a corpse in it, so they came to take a look.

The box was sealed very strongly, and it would not be easy to open for a while, and because the key to open the box had been lost, it had to be sawn open. The box was carefully sawn open, and a foul smell burst from the box, filling the room at once.

People waved their hands and covered their noses and fled inside. Professor Lu didn't know where to find the gas mask, and the others wanted it too, but Professor Lu said that there was no one.

Professor Lu had seen many strange things, but this was the first time he had seen such a stinking corpse, and for the sake of caution, he put on a protective suit, put on gloves, and took a pair of tweezers, and gently tapped the skull placed on it in the box.

It was no different from a normal bone, and it was empty. In order to better study the bones, Professor Lu took the skull out of it, placed it in another glass cabinet, closed the box, sealed the gap with duct tape, and finally turned on the exhaust fan.

After a while, the air in the room should be about the same, Professor Lu took off his gas mask, first took a small puff, made sure that there was no smell in the air, and then threw the gas mask aside. The others couldn't smell it outside, so they walked in, and talked to each other around the glass case.

Professor Lu had also seen a lot of skulls, and with a single knock, he could roughly determine how many years they were. However, when he knocked it just now, he felt that the skull was very fresh. The crisp voice seemed to tell him that this skull was the skull of a modern man. However, the size and shape of the skull negates this idea. So, Professor Lu stood behind in confusion, touching his chin and looking at the skull in the glass cabinet over there.

Lao Lu, do you see anything?

A professor who was better with Professor Lu came over and stood with Professor Lu and looked at the glass cabinet not far away.

I didn't see anything, it was just an ordinary Mayan skull, and I heard something.

Oh, what is it?

You guess?

Well, I think about it, you just said that you heard something, and according to what I know about you, the information you heard from this skull is nothing more than how long this skull has been preserved so far, could it be that this skull is very old?

You guessed right, but you also guessed wrong, it's not that it's very old, on the contrary, it's very close to now, so close that it's only between a dozen and a hundred years.

You...... Are you sure? The Mayans have been gone for thousands of years, right?

I believe in my ears.

Well, I believe that too.

A few days later, Professor Lu received a letter saying that he had taken a fancy to the skull and wanted Professor Lu to sell it to him at a price.

These rich people are really fast, and they received the news so quickly, and it seems that they have been staring at themselves.

Professor Lu shook his head helplessly.

One of the most popular professions for collectors is to be a professor of archaeology like the one in college, because they are always the first to find ancient things, and keeping an eye on them is the most effective way to do it, rather than staring at a museum.

Just when Professor Lu was about to take a look at the glass cabinet, he was shocked to find that the glass cabinet was gone!

Where did the glass cabinets go? Did someone steal it? Don't rush, stay tuned......