Chapter 159: Decryption
As the person who received the goods, Qian Lao missed the detection in a low-light environment in order to detect the quality of the night pearl.
The valuation test should be very detailed, but nothing was found from the Night Pearl, which means that if the lines I saw last time really appeared, then it must not be due to the characteristics of the luminous in the dark.
My mind carefully recalled what was going on in the tomb, and all the details went over and over again in my mind.
After a few moments, my vision suddenly lit up, as if I noticed something was wrong.
I immediately picked up one of the Night Pearls and pulled out a flashlight from the cabinet next to the living room.
This flashlight is the flashlight I used when I went to the grave before, and it is a cluster of strong light flashlights.
In my memory, when I saw the lines, it seemed that it was when the light of the flashlight shone on the surface of the night pearl.
If I'm not mistaken, this should be the main reason why I saw the surface texture of the Night Pearl.
Qian Lao looked at me quietly, and although I saw an obvious look of doubt in his gaze, he didn't say anything.
Immediately, I turned on the flashlight, and let the light of the flashlight fall evenly on the night pearl in front of me.
My brow furrowed slightly, and unlike what I had imagined, there were no lines on these night pearls that I had seen at the time.
Could it be that I really read it wrong?
I was a little stunned, but now that I look back, what I remember at that time was only a small detail, and I didn't pay much attention to it, and it is not impossible to say that I am wrong and misremembered.
I sat slumped on the couch by the coffee table, staring at the night pearls in front of me with half-squinted eyes.
"Could it be that you are mistaken?" Qian Lao's eyes were fixed on me, and he asked.
To be honest, this possibility does exist, and the probability is not small, but I always have that trace of unwillingness in my heart.
I didn't speak, but I tried my best to reproduce the picture in my mind, if I imagined the room I was in at the moment to be a tomb, what was missing?
The box was placed in the middle of the room, and there were many pearls of the night.
Wait, it seems.....
In the next moment, I remembered something, slowly stood up, walked to the window of the living room, and slowly pulled up the curtains of the living room.
The curtains in the living room are two layers, the one on the inside of the room is a thick layer of floral curtains, and the outer layer is a very thin layer of white curtains.
These two layers of curtains can reasonably adjust the light in the living room, and I directly closed the two layers of curtains completely.
For a moment, the whole living room became very dark, as if I had been in the tomb at that time.
Now all I have to do is to try my best to simulate the living room as the environment of the tomb at that time, if the lines I saw on the night pearl at that time were not my illusion, I should be able to reappear now.
To be honest, I'm very worried now, afraid that what I saw at the time was just my hallucination.
The contents of this box are indeed related to my own interests, and if I do prescribe something terrible, I will definitely get a piece of the pie as I bring him out of the tomb.
Worried, I walked to the coffee table in the dark, turned on the flashlight, and shone it on the night pearl in front of me.
As the glow of the flashlight lit up, so did the light in my eyes!
Sure enough, what I saw in the tomb was not wrong, when the environment was simulated close to the tomb, using the same conditions, there was a change!
At the bottom of one of the night pearls, a little special pattern appeared.
This texture is not too big, it only covers about 1/10 of the size of the entire night pearl, and this texture is very shallow, and it is easy to be ignored if you don't look carefully.
"Qian Lao, this is what I saw at the time."
As I spoke, my flashlight was still shining on the Night Pearl, and at the same time, I handed the Night Pearl to Qian Lao's hand.
"I see." When Qian Lao took the night pearl in my hand, the rest looked at it and muttered to himself.
"The surface of this night pearl has been treated with some special materials to hide the opening steps of the trap box."
"This material is some kind of recessive material, which is embedded in the surface of the night pearl by a special method."
"In the surrounding environment of low light, and then under the illumination of a cluster of external light, the things recorded by this invisible material will emerge."
Listening to Qian Lao's words, I nodded in amazement, and the concealment of the recorded lines is quite high.
Especially for pre-modern tomb robbers, there were no flashlights.
For the cluster of external light in the state of low light, in my impression, ancient Egypt seems to have such a technology, do not use multi-faceted copper mirrors to refract, the outside light is clustered, and fall into the low light is the pyramid.
In China, the application of copper mirrors also has a long history.
If you had known in advance, you could have done this, but it was not easy to do so with the technology of that era.
I'm afraid it will take months to adjust the angle of refraction of each copper mirror.
I have to say that all the things in Xia Yan's tomb are as difficult as heaven to unlock every secret of their ancient counterparts.
Take the current Night Pearl as an example, even if it is modern technology, if it is not a coincidence, I am afraid it will be difficult to find what is hidden in the Night Pearl.
Many ancient peers, just the first hurdle, the Xia Yan tomb built underwater, is enough to stop their footsteps.
Just when I was shocked, Qian Lao had already looked up and down at this night pearl, and then I thought that the top priority now was to quickly figure out the secret of the lines on this night pearl.
By the light of the flashlight, I could faintly see the lines printed on the surface of the Night Pearl.
I don't know much about the lines on it, it looks like some kind of pattern.
Even if it has any connection to the box in front of you, it will certainly not be some kind of intuitive connection.
In the moment I saw this pattern, I lost interest, I really can't understand the meaning of the texture on it, Qian Lao is looking at it with relish, sometimes his eyebrows are locked and sometimes stretched, it seems that Qian Lao should understand something.
I took two steps back, holding the flashlight over and over again, while the other side slowly sat on the sofa, quietly staring at Qian Lao Decryption.
From time to time, my eyes scanned the octagonal box on this side.