For a moment, all I could think about was the star disk. What is the shape of this thing www.biquge.info pen ~ fun ~ pavilion? What is it used for? Is it just a mechanism? Or is it of another use? I didn't even know anything about it, and it was the first time I'd heard of something called that.

"What is the shape of the Nakshatra Disk? Can you tell me more specifics? "I really can't imagine what the Nakshatra Disk looks like, I just feel like it's a disk, but I don't have any idea how big it is.

"You know, the Nakshatra Disc is as big as the plate you use for dinner." He paused, then said, "You don't need to know much about it now, as soon as you get close to the altar, you will see the star disk. ”

"Why do you have to use my blood, is it not good to use other people's blood? Or does this Nakshatra disk have anything to do with me? ”

He didn't answer my question, but I could hear the change in his panting voice, as if he cared about the question I was asking.

Dozens of seconds passed, and he still didn't answer my question, so I simply asked another question.

"I saw a book here about Zoloju, which says that his descendants went to the Central Plains and took Luo as his surname. Is this the mausoleum of Zoloju, and am I related to the surname Luo of his descendants? ”

I don't know if he'll answer me this question, but I'm really desperate to get an answer from him. Actually, I already have the answer in my heart, but I just don't want to admit it. When he said he was going to use my blood to drop the Nakshatra Disk, I realized that I had some connection to this tomb. And I also felt that he must have known about the connection between this place and me, otherwise how would he have known to use my blood to drop the Nakshatra Disk.

"This is not the character you should have, the Luo family never asks the bottom of it." He said.

I was so impressed by his answer that I said, what is this? Either you won't answer me, or you will tell me everything you know, but what is it when you say such a sentence, is it a refusal? The more I listen to it, the more it feels like a reprimand, and it is a kind of reprimand from the elders to the juniors.

However, what he said is also based on some basis, it seems that this person still has a certain understanding of our Luo family, at least he should know my grandfather and my father, because these two people have never been to the bottom of it. Especially my father, he was very cold about other things except whether I was interested in blind dates, and sometimes I talked to him and asked him about it, but it often ended up indifferent. Even if there was something my father was interested in, if I didn't take the initiative to talk about it, he wouldn't have stalked about it.

"You know the Luo family so well, could it be that you are also the Luo family?"

This is completely my guess, but I don't know why, I am more inclined to be the Luo family in my heart, because he gives me the feeling that he knows this place very well and knows the Luo family very well.

He sneered, then snapped a lighter, and he lit a cigarette.

He lit his cigarette too quickly, and I blamed it on that I didn't anticipate that I didn't see his face when the lighter was on.

I didn't grasp such a critical opportunity, I really responded to that sentence, the opportunity is reserved for those who are prepared. And I wasn't prepared enough, so I didn't get a chance to see his face.

"Can you get me one too?" Actually, asking for cigarettes is fake, I just want him to use the lighter again.

He took a puff of cigarette, and it was loud and long, and it felt like he was taking a cigarette out of one sitting.

"You smoke," he said, and as soon as he finished speaking, he threw the cigarette in his hand at me.

I didn't know he would do that, I was so focused on trying to see his face that I didn't realize he was going to let me take a cigarette. Besides, my whole body was weak, and it was difficult to raise my hands, how could I catch the cigarette. The cigarette butt hit me directly in the face, and all of a sudden there were sparks full of tobacco, and the cigarette butt immediately bounced on my face to the damp ground and quickly extinguished.

"Damn, if you don't want to give, you can not give, there's no need to do this." I scolded.

"Recognize your current situation and don't overestimate yourself." He continued: "It's time, it's time for me to go." ”

After he finished speaking, I heard him get up and quickly said, "Where are you going?" Don't go yet, I have something to ask you? ”

"I have nothing to answer you, remember my words, if you want to survive and get out, do as I say."

"Then you should tell me who you are, right? I still have to repay the grace of saving my life. ”

He laughed twice and said, "We won't see each other again, so you don't need to know who I am." ”

"Who's to say you won't see you again, at least you'll still be in my memories, I'll have to call you something in my memories, right?"

"Then call me Passerby A."

"Passerby A" I hesitated for a moment before I reacted, and said in my heart, this fucking isn't making a movie, how can I still make up a passerby A, even if you want to lie to me, make up a decent name.

"Your name is too fake, can you give me a real name, even if it's a word in your name." I said.

"Soon you will know the meaning of this name, follow the direction I walked, you will return to where you were just now, don't move around, someone will come looking for you." He started walking around as soon as he finished speaking.

Back to where you were now? No, I hurriedly said, "I can't go back, there's a monster there." ”

"I'll lure it away." He walked up to the old prostitute, paused for a moment, and then said, "This person is okay, talk about righteousness, and I may be able to help you a lot in the future." ”

"You haven't answered me yet, are you the Luo family?" I shouted.

"It doesn't matter, you should think about it now, how to explain everything that just happened to this friend of yours." He walked off into the distance.

I tried my best to crawl to the place where I put the flashlight, and by the time I got it, he was completely far away, and the flashlight could only shine on his distant back.

It was the first time I had looked at someone in the back and I wanted him to turn around and look at me, and I was desperate to know what he looked like. But this was just wishful thinking on my part, and he didn't look back, and walked very simply.

After he walked away, I looked around with a flashlight to see the surroundings clearly. It is a drainage channel more than four meters wide, with some running water in the middle of the low-lying area and irregular stones in the rest of the place. But from these stones, you can see that there was once a great flow of water, and the edges of all the stones were washed smooth by the water.

The old prostitute was lying five meters away from me, showing no signs of waking up.

When I was taking care of the old prostitute, I noticed that there was a puddle next to him, but the water in the puddle did not flow down the drain, and it looked like it was flowing directly from the puddle to somewhere else.

I looked into the distance again, and sure enough, the water flowed into the puddle, even if it was interrupted, there was no water in the drainage canal behind, and that direction was the direction in which passerby A was walking.