When the three of them heard Sean say this, they all looked at him in astonishment. Kirton asked, "What happened a few years ago?" What's up? ”

Sean looked solemn and spit out three numbers word by word: "911!" ”

“911！” The three of them screamed, almost all of them bounced off the couch. Lu Hua opened his mouth wide and said, "How is this possible?" ”

Sean grabbed a piece of blank paper and a signature pen from the desk, handed them to Lu Hua, and said to him, "You write down the poem you just read!" ”

Lu Hua was stunned for a moment, took the pen and paper, and wrote the poem translated into Chinese on paper:

Nerga visited the new town for the second time in September,

With four terrifying flying monsters.

The crazy white monster and the twin towers are all gone,

Satan laughs in the smoke and dust.

"Look at these two sentences—" Sean said, pointing to the second and third sentences in the middle, "what do you think the 'four' terrifying 'Flying Monsters' refer to?" ”

Kirton opened his mouth, and his body shook unconsciously: "Do you think this refers to the four planes hijacked by terrorist organizations?" ”

"That's right! The third line of the poem also confirms this statement - the 'white monster' flying in the air - think about it, to medieval people, the plane of a behemoth they have never seen before, did it look like a 'white flying monster'! ”

"Ahh Lu Hua called out, "So the 'Twin Towers' refers to ......"

"You've thought of it too!" Sean exclaimed, "The 'Twin Towers' are the two skyscrapers in the World Trade Center that were crashed by planes!" And isn't the situation exactly the same as described in the poem - the 'White Monster' and the 'Twin Towers' have died together! ”

The eyes of the three people collided together, and the shock in their hearts was incomparable.

"Hey, wait, wait." Lancey, who was on the side, held out her hand and reminded them, "How can you be sure that this poem is about 911?" I mean, maybe this medieval poet just happened to write a poem similar to the '911' scenario? ”

"I thought so at first, but after I asked Lu Hua what 'Nerga' meant, I realized that it must not be a coincidence - because the first line of the poem accurately explains the time and place of this incident!"

Lu Hua opened his mouth wide in astonishment and said, "Time and place...... I think I see what you mean......"

"Let me explain." Sean's emotions at this time were unusually excited, "Lu Hua just said, 'Nerga' is the god who represents Tuesday. He came for the second time in September......"

"It's the second Tuesday of September!" Kirton shouted.

Sean's vocal cords were almost trembling: "Yes! It was September 11th! ”

"And where does 'New Town' refer to?" Lancy asked.

"The new city obviously refers to New York City – because in the Middle Ages, there was no such thing as New York, so it was clearly a 'new city' for people at that time!"

"OMG!" Lan Xi covered her mouth and said, "That's how you explained it—the time, place, and events are really exactly the same as '911'!" ”

"Yes." Sean said, "Of course, after understanding the first three sentences, the meaning of the last sentence is very obvious - it is said that the face of the demon king Satan appeared in the thick smoke that came out of the attack on the World Trade Center, and many people saw that 'smiling face' in a photo taken by the Associated Press!" Of course – that might just be the shape of the smoke. But 'Satan' can also be explained as the culprit behind this horrific incident - the terrorist boss Ben? Bin laden! Either way, the last line of the poem is undoubtedly a summary and summary of the events of 911! ”

Sean's explanation was almost entirely reasonable, leaving the other three speechless in shock, and after a while, Lu Hua asked, "'911' happened in 2001, right?" Was the second Tuesday of September of that year really the 11th? It's been so long, are you not mistaken? ”

"I can't be mistaken." Sean affirmed, "Because on the day of 911, my mom was called back to the U.S. — so I remember that day!" If you don't believe me, you can immediately look up the calendar for that day online. ”

Kirton walked up to Sean's laptop, tapped a few times on the keyboard, then stared at the screen and said, "That's right, September 11, 2001 is indeed the second Tuesday of September." ”

Then there was a silence that could be heard even by breathing, as if the strange whims swirling in their minds had sent everyone's soul out of their bodies. After a long while, Lancey said slowly, "I wonder if you are thinking the same question as I am - is this a book of prophetic poems written by a medieval Frenchman?" ”

Lu Hua said in confusion: "Is there really such a strange thing in the world - an ancient person can clearly predict what will happen in the next few hundred years - this is incredible!" ”

Sean said, "As far as I know, there are people like this in the world. And one of the most famous great prophets happened to be French, named Nostradamus, who wrote a collection of prophetic poems - "The Centuries", which is full of mysterious predictions about the future fate of mankind. ”

"Ah, I know the man you're talking about." Kirton took over and said, "The great prophet Nostradamus, who predicted things like Hitler leading to World War II and * leading to the surrender of Japan, I read about them in popular science magazines. ”

Lu Hua flipped through the cover of the book and said, "Of course I also know Nostradamus. But the book was clearly not written by him, but by a man called ......" who spelled out the words "Mars. Barthes". "Is it a Mars? Barthes's man wrote - I have never heard of this man, and besides, this book is not "The Centuries". ”

"Another lesser-known prophet, perhaps?" Kirton guessed.

Sean thought for a moment and said, "I think we should be careful before characterizing this book as a collection of prophetic poems—what if that poem just predicted 911 was just a coincidence?" ”

Kirton looked at him, "Aren't you pretty sure that this poem is predicting 911?" Why do you think it's a coincidence now? ”

Sean said, "I just feel ...... After all, it doesn't say exactly what year it happened - then the poem is a bit vague - maybe he was referring to September 11 hundreds of years ago? ”

Lan Xi suddenly remembered something, and she said loudly: "Didn't Lu Hua translate several poems—let's see what other poems say!" ”

Sean looked at Lu Hua: "That's what I mean." ”

Lu Hua patted his head: "By the way, I also translated the fourth and eighth songs!" As he spoke, he flipped to the back of the book and carefully searched the page number in the lower right corner of the book, "Page 4...... Here I found it. ”

Cotton, a little puzzled, asked, "Why are you jumping pages to translate?" Why don't you come in order, one by one? ”

Lu Hua said with some embarrassment: "The ancient grammar used in this collection of poems is too difficult...... I'll just choose the poems that are a little simpler and shorter to translate......"

Kirton twitched his left eyebrow slightly: "You can really save trouble." ”

Lan Xi urged, "Leave that alone. The fourth song is the fourth one, let's see what is written! ”

Sean pushed the paper and pen on the glass coffee table in front of Lu Hua: "You better write it on paper." ”

Lu Hua read the poem on the fourth page again, and lay on the coffee table to write a translated four-line poem:

"Poseidon was suddenly angry in the last days,

The Eritrean Sea became a place of venting.

A huge wall of sea swallows up the land,

Humans and fish were buried together. ”

After Lu Hua finished writing the poem, he raised his head and looked at the three pairs of eyes: "I think...... The meaning of this poem seems to be quite clear......"

"Tsunami!" Before he could finish speaking, the three of them shouted out together.

Lu Hua leaned back, as if startled by the neat and loud shouts of the three of them, he lifted the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose and sat up straight again.

"The meaning of this poem is almost impossible to guess. 'Poseidon' refers to the Greek myth of the Sea Emperor, who 'suddenly became angry', and the consequence of his venting was that 'a huge wall of sea swallowed up the land, and humans and fish were buried together' - this is clearly a tsunami! Sean analyzed in one breath.

"But there have been countless tsunamis on the planet – which tsunami is this poem referring to?" Lancy asked, puzzled.

Pointing to the second line of the poem, Kirton said, "Isn't that what it says, in the Eritrean Sea?" But......" he looked at Lu Hua, "where is the Eritrean Sea?" How come I've never heard of it? ”

Lu Hua corrected the position of his highly myopic glasses and said, "No, it is not referring to a certain sea here. ”

"Not the sea? What is that? Kirton asked curiously.

"It's much wider than the sea – the Eritrean Sea actually refers to the Indian Ocean." Lu Hua said, "That was the name 'Indian Ocean' used to be used in ancient times, before the name 'Indian Ocean' appeared. ”

"Indian Ocean Tsunami!" Sean exclaimed, "Then this poem refers to the deadliest Indian Ocean tsunami in 2004 ever!" It was a horrific catastrophe with more than 150,000 deaths! ”

Lu Hua frowned and said: "However, there have been countless tsunamis in the Indian Ocean in history - this poem does not clearly indicate the time - we can't tell whether it refers to the huge tsunami in 2004." ”

"If it were a general reference to the Indian Ocean tsunami, the poem would not have any 'prophetic' meaning," Lancey said. ”

Everyone fell silent, and Sean sighed and leaned his head back on the couch: "Yes, if every poem in this 'prophetic poems' does not indicate a definite year or time, then there are so many things that have happened in the world, and probably every poem can find an event that matches it—I can also write this kind of 'prophetic poem'." ”

Hearing Sean say this, Lan Xi sighed in disappointment: "I thought we had accidentally found some strange book - I was excited to see the picture of our interview with reporters in my mind just now - I didn't expect it to be an ordinary poetry collection." ”

Lu Hua smiled bitterly and said to her, "Lan Xi, I believe that even if you see that scene, the title of the reporter's interview will only be 'Four Fools'." ”

"No, I don't believe it." Lan Xi didn't seem to give up yet, she stubbornly said to Lu Hua, "Didn't you also translate the poem on page 8 - even if the first and fourth poems don't clearly indicate the time, we should at least look at the eighth poem - maybe this poem explains the time very clearly?" ”

"I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." Lu Hua said, "I knew the content of the eighth poem yesterday - it seems to be a description of a certain disaster." Regrettably, however, there is still no clear explanation of the timing. In my opinion, the ...... in this book of poems "

"Wait a minute, Lu Hua." Kirton suddenly stopped him, "The two poems you just translated are the first and the fourth?" ”

"yes, what's wrong?" Lu Hua asked.

"Show me the book of poems." Kirton took the book in Lu Hua's hand, turned to the back pages, his eyes rolled up and down, and his expression became more and more serious.

Sean saw something and asked, "Kirton, what did you find?" ”

"I see." Kirton took a deep breath and looked up, "I know where the 'time' of each poem is hidden. ”