According to Zhou, there have always been so-called "gray areas" in tech companies such as Baidu and Google. To put it simply, companies like theirs have not been truly "neutral", but have been secretly working with governments, such as the keyword "jade of the living dead", to which they have been secretly "gifted" since their inception. Of course, as harsh as my analogy may sound, it is not a shady act, but a universal phenomenon.

Zhou Boren said that three days ago, the host of the Unsolved Mysteries Institute received a message that there was an IP address from Xiamen City, Fujian Province, and was searching the Internet for something about the "Jade of the Living Dead".

Although the Living Dead Jade is not a secret among the unsolved mysteries of various countries, for ordinary people, these four words must be top secret, and it is impossible for anyone to know about this artifact. So the question arises: who is checking the jade of the living dead? Where did he get the word? Why did he search for the Living Dead Jade? How much else does he know about Jade of the Living Dead?

The Unsolved Mysteries Institute believes that there is only one answer: that is, the person behind this IP address may have really obtained a real piece of jade of the living dead, so he wants to use the vast amount of information on the Internet to check the use of this artifact. It's just that this person doesn't know that the keyword "jade of the living dead" has long been blocked by them, so he can't find anything, but instead exposes his IP address.

Of course, the second fool in Uncle Zhou's mouth is me. But he said to him, anyway, I don't think I'm stupid, how the do I know all these twists and turns? Don't they all say that Du Niang knows everything, so what do I don't understand, so naturally I will "Baidu" first, what's wrong with this? How did I know it would get so much trouble?

Now the truth is finally revealed, it turns out that all of this is because I searched for the Living Dead Jade on Baidu, thus exposing the fact that I own this artifact. But this time, Pudding and I finally let go of our hanging hearts, because Zhou Boren is not threatening us, but protecting us.

Now that everyone has spoken and the misunderstanding has been resolved, there is naturally no need to be so wary of each other. Uncle Yang, the old butler in a suit and leather collar, brought us hot tea and snacks, and we chatted while drinking tea, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed than before.

Since the two sides talked about cooperation, it was natural to exchange information with each other, and Pudding and I were on the weak side in this negotiation, so in order to show my sincerity, I told Zhou Boren about a series of strange things starting from my acquaintance with Lao Lu by the lake to the annihilation of our army in the tomb of Aunt Braid.

For me, I'm not interested in what the Living Dead Jade is, I'm looking for the Living Dead Jade entirely to fulfill Lao Lu's last wish, after all, people have given me such a large inheritance, I can't just take money and not work.

And for Pudding, the Living Dead Jade has nothing to do with her, and the fundamental reason why she participated in this series of events is completely because she was cheated by me. Now there's no way out even if you want to.

So if we can cooperate with a big name of the level of the Unsolved Mysteries Institute, it will be really fucking shit luck for eight lifetimes. Think about it, with me and Pudding, both of us feel tired when we go to the street to buy vegetables, what do we take to go over the mountains and mountains to find the jade of the living dead? It's not something like us can do at all. If it weren't for the help of masters like Zhou Boren and the old man, let alone the living dead, we might not even be able to find Quanjude.

Old lad?

Yes, old lad!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be surprised, and suddenly realized, so I immediately said the last sentence of Lao Lu before his death to Zhou Boren, I said: "Mr. Zhou, Lao Lu was out of breath before he died, but he gritted his teeth and explained the last sentence to me, I believe this sentence must be the most important." ”

Zhou Boren asked solemnly: "What words?" ”

I said in a low voice: "Lao Lu said, without the help of the old man, it is impossible for us to find the other three pieces of living dead jade!" ”

Zhou Boren pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "I haven't heard of the name Lu Zhenghua, but I have some impressions of the old man. This man is arrogant and extraordinary. He was the first person in history to dare to defy the Institute of Unsolved Mysteries head-on. ”

I was stunned, "Oh? How can this be? ”

Zhou Bodao: "Yes, that was a long, long time ago, hehehe......"

So he smiled slightly, and told us about the old man's holiday with the Institute of Unsolved Mysteries:

In 92, the old man was specially recruited by the state and entered the Hebei Provincial Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology as a graduate tutor. At that time, the members of the Hebei Cultural Examination were mainly divided into two types, one was a professional class, that is, a person majoring in archaeology in a regular university. The other is the "mud legs", that is, the old man, they are masters from the people.

Where there are people, there must be rivers and lakes.

Although the people of the professional class and these mud legs maintain harmony on the surface, in fact, people don't look down on people like the old man in their hearts. Young readers may not know much about how high the gold content of college students was in the seventies and eighties, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is really fucking higher than the Oriental Pearl. At that time, college students were not like the streets all over the street now, so if you think about it, they studied hard for decades, squeezed their heads, defeated wave after wave of excellent people, and finally climbed into the gate of the university, but in the end, they were on the same level as the second-rate people like the old man, how could they be comfortable?

The old man is a smart man, how can he not know that when those professional people meet him, who is not smiling on his face and selling criticism in his heart? If he wants to gain a foothold here, if his old man doesn't show his real skills and come out to give these nerds a long look, I'm afraid they really don't know how high and low the sky is!

Until a year later, in a small town called "Gaobeidian" in Hebei Province, a farmer planted the land and dug up a stone statue! This matter immediately reached the ears of the Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology, so the institute held an emergency meeting to select an expert to go to Gaobeidian to direct the excavation work at the site.

In March of the previous year, when the old man had not yet joined the Wenkao Institute, a small Qing Dynasty tomb group was discovered in a small county in Hebei Province. What is a small tomb group? It's just that there are a lot of them, but the scale of the ancient tombs is not large, to put it bluntly, it is an ancient mass grave, and all the poor people are buried inside.

So the leaders of the Institute of Literature and Literature divided the "Keban" and the "Mud-Legged Gang" into two groups, wanting to take a look at the difference between these two types of archaeology. But the result was that the "mud-legged gang" was completely defeated, because these people were all his mother's tomb robbers before, and they knew how to dig, and they didn't know anything about how to protect cultural relics.

The people on the liberal arts side, no matter what kind of broken jars they are, are as beautiful as specimens. And on the side of the mud legs, not to mention broken things, even the complete device was accidentally broken several things, which caused people to cover their mouths and snicker, losing the face of the so-called "folk masters".

Therefore, in the task of Gaobeidian this time, all the mud-legged people recommended the "old man" who had just joined the literary examination institute, and everyone bet on him, hoping to rely on this "real mountain" to help them get back the face they lost! Naturally, the liberal arts people did not object, and they all wanted to take this opportunity to watch the jokes of the mud legs again.

So, the old man is out!