Chapter 57: Meeting

"Hehe, it's okay, Mr. Kotani is working for the first time, and it's normal to not know. Let's hurry up and take a look at this parchment booklet. After Jin Jianyu finished speaking, he took out the parchment booklet and walked towards his tent with the Eight Tribes and Cao Zhihui.

Of course, Gu Xiangyang also had to go with him to join in the fun. Someone will take care of what is left on the ground. And these people didn't even look at it, like garbage.

The gold-inlaid tent was not large, and it seemed crowded with so many people crammed inside. Gu Xiangyang had already aimed at the position, and he squeezed into the middle of Cao Zhihui and Jin Jiyu to sit down, with Wen Xiangmeiyu on the side, he didn't want to sit with those big bosses.

The gold inlaid jade unfolded the parchment booklet, starting from the first page, and Cao Zhihui on the side prepared a pen and paper to prepare for the record.

It's just that no one can understand these words, and now the gold and jade can be difficult, and the things recorded in this booklet are too important for the next move, and if you can know more about the situation, you can grasp it a little more.

"Ahem" Gu Xiangyang coughed twice and picked up the parchment book, if nothing else, isn't this moment the best opportunity for him to pretend to be forced?

"What are you doing? Do you understand? Cao Zhihui asked on the side.

"Take back your words and questioning expressions, and I'll let you see what it means to be knowledgeable now!" Gu Xiangyang opened the parchment book and said to Cao Zhihui: "Little secretary, prepare for the record, I can only read it once?" ā€

"Less, pretend!" Cao Zhihui was stimulated by Gu Xiangyang's words, and this product also had this expression when the Burmese family was in Dabi.

"God's eyes are open, translation." Gu Xiangyang silently thought in his heart, and then began to look at it.

"O great Hindustan, you have brought us life and given us a new monarch......"

The records in this booklet are basically the major events of Hindustan, from the generation of King Pilates. From the beginning of Mans's birth to the fall of the kingdom, the splendor and final moments of Hindustan are fully displayed in front of everyone.

The crucial final page goes something like this: "The night has covered Hindustan, death threatens everyone, and no one escapes the curse." The great monarch prayed to the gods for protection, so that this curse would be buried with Hindustan in the white sands, so that the Hindustan River would no longer flow, and we would embrace each other in hell and never be resurrected. ā€

Closing the parchment book, Gu Xiangyang immediately closed his eyes. There was silence inside the tent.

"I didn't expect Hindustan to fall like this." Jin Jianyu sighed after a long silence.

In the texts translated by Gu Xiangyang just now, the reason for the demise of Hindustan has actually been mentioned.

About 600 years ago, there was a sudden epidemic of disease in the kingdom of Hindustan that killed nearly 10,000 people in just a few weeks.

This was very terrifying for the kingdom of Hindustan, and their king finally made a decision, that is, to let the uninfected prince leave here with some of the treasure, as well as a large number of troops and civilians, and go west to find a new habitat.

But less than a week after the prince went out, he returned with the people, and they all became man-eating devils. At the last moment, the king ordered the dams of the Hindustan River to be destroyed and the rushing waters of the city flooded. Then, for unknown reasons, the royal city was buried in the white sand.

"Whew" Gu Xiangyang recovered from the shock and exhaled softly.

"Hey, I said what are you doing in a daze? What about the notes that make you take? Gu Xiangyang looked at Cao Zhihui, who looked stupid, and asked.

"Huh? I—I forgot, your story is so wonderful, I was fascinated by it. Besides, you speak so fast, how can I remember? Or do you say it again? Say it slowly. Cao Zhihui replied with big eyes.

"I'll go and say it again, I'll say it again, I just said it, just say it once, you are trying to fool me, right?" Gu Xiangyang is so angry, you said you can't remember it, then you said it earlier, wouldn't it be okay to change people? Why don't you hold a notebook in a serious way, do you know that Lao Tzu's eyes don't have enough energy now? Again? If you encounter a ghost for a while, without the help of God's eyes, you will really wait for death.

"Why are you murdering me? It's not that you don't know that I'm slow to write, and you just said that it's so fast, you're just kidding me! Cao Zhihui will not admit mistakes at all.

"Alright, okay, stop arguing. Eat and hold up. Jin Zhuyu said on the side: "Zhihui, you give me the book and pen, I still remember that text, I will write it, and I will compare it after I finish writing." ā€

"Oh, thank you, Sister Jade, Sister Jade, it's the best!" Cao Zhihui happily handed the pen and paper to Jin Jiyu, and shook her eyes at Gu Xiangyang proudly.

"Ghost girl." Jin Jiyu scolded with a smile, took the pen and paper, thought for a while, and began to write.

Silence returned to the tent, and everyone was staring at the pen in Jin Zhuyu's hand.

An hour later, Jin Zhuyu put down the pen, pushed the written book to Gu Xiangyang and said, "Take a look, there are any mistakes or omissions." ā€

Gu Xiangyang picked it up and read a few pages casually, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, is this Nima a human brain? I wiped it, the record of thousands of words is not only neatly written, but also should be word-for-word!

Putting down the note, Gu Xiangyang nodded and exclaimed: "Sister Zhuyu, your brain is really awesome, much stronger than someone!" ā€

"Humph! There is a specialization in the art industry, and Sister Mosaic Jade is originally a food with a memory, so what's so great. Of course, Cao Zhihui knew who someone Gu Xiangyang was referring to.

Seeing that Gu Xiangyang was about to sneer at each other, Jin Zhuyu immediately waved his hand and said, "The two ancestors are okay, we still have something to do, you have to quarrel outside, please, please." ā€

As soon as Jin Jiyu said this, Gu Xiangyang was of course embarrassed to speak again.

Seeing that the two were no longer bickering, Jin Zhuyu cleared his throat and said, "Judging from this record and the results of my previous research, what we found is the palace of the Kingdom of Hindustan. According to the records, we find the top floor, which was also inhabited by the kingdom's astronomers, prophets, and the like. There should be eight floors buried in the sand below, and I think I can at least find the floor where the emperor lives. That is, we have to dig three more layers below. ā€

"Boss Kim, this is a bit difficult." The Eight Divisions said, "Even if we have enough food and water, we don't have enough manpower and tools to dig so deep?" ā€

"Yes, the water is barely enough now, but we only have enough food for a week?" Seeing that Xi touched his chin and echoed on the side.

"I think we can think of a way," Faqiu said, "but only if there is a lot of water." ā€

"Faqiu, tell me quickly, I'll let Xiao Guzi find a way to deal with the water." Cao Zhihui came to be interested.

"Hehe, it's very simple, fix the sand with water, and dig a channel to go down." Fa Qiu replied.

"What if this collapses?" Gu Xiangyang scratched his chin and asked.

"No, this trick we used when dealing with quicksand tombs before, as long as there is enough water, we are sure that it will be fine, besides, we will not only make holes, but also dig sand and send them out while digging holes. It's just a matter of speeding things up. Fa Qiu said firmly.

"Well, let's try it tomorrow, and if it works, at least we can open our eyes before we die!" Jin Jianyu spoke and put this matter to rest.

The meaning of gold and jade is very clear, no matter what, you have to try to go down to see it, whether it is a teacher or a student.

"Boss Kim, there's one more thing." Just as Jin Jianyu was about to end the meeting, Poyu spoke: "I have discovered a strange thing, there is not a single dead person down here. ā€

Jin Jiyu bit his lower lip lightly and said, "I found out, if you have anything to say, don't scruple." ā€

"I've just heard what the book says, and I guess that the royal city of Hindustan was buried in the white sand because of the river backflow, which caused the erosion of the underground sand and caused the subsidence." After speaking, he looked at Jin Zhuyu and seemed to be waiting for her opinion.

"I think it's possible, you continue." Jin Zhuyu nodded at the broken captive.

But what is the curse in this book? The prince brought people back to counterattack, and a lot of people died, but what about these people? The man who wrote this booklet should be the last witness, but what about his corpse? Broken Capture continued.

"Will it be rotten?" Gu Xiangyang asked.

"Impossible, the climate here is dry, and the corpse has been placed here for hundreds of years, even if it is added for another two hundred years, it will not rot, and ah, let alone a person, even the corpses of cats and dogs, or rats and cockroaches have not been seen at all." After speaking, he tapped his fingers on the table.

"I guess this cockroach died with the Kingdom of Hindustan. But its corpse is lying in the corner, and what about the others? ā€

"What do you mean?" The gold-inlaid jade looked at the broken captive. And Po Yu didn't answer directly, just nodded vigorously at the gold inlaid jade.

"Whew~" Jin Zhuyu sighed and said, "Okay, there may be that thing down there, this is a murder hole." Please ask the ancestor to be lucky, and then talk about it after the divination. ā€

"Hey~" Jianxi sighed, took out a cloth bag from his arms and put it on the table.

"Master Zu is above, the disciple is lost in this trip, so I specially use the token to make it auspicious, and ask Master Zu to make it clear." After speaking, Jin Jiyu reached out and untied a red rope around his neck, and at one end of the red rope hung a pendant with a bone hook.

The pendant was closed in the palm of his hand with both hands, and the gold and jade bowed three times to the cloth bag, and threw it up, and the bone pendant fell on the cloth bag after taking off his hand.

"Hiss~" The people around let out a slight inhalation sound.

"What's wrong? What the hell is going on? Gu Xiangyang whispered to Cao Zhihui beside him.

"Shhhh Don't ask, just watch. "Cao Zhihui hates Gu Xiangyang's untimely performance, and she can't hide her thoughts at all.