At an ignorant age, such a story enlightened me greatly, and I imagined the horror of that place, and at the same time felt that there would be amazing discoveries there.

If I go to a place that goes against common sense, I will lose my mind, and what will I find under the laws of nature?

Memories interrupted here, and I thought of what Mr. Kochi had just said, that maybe that kind of world really exists, and that it exists in a world of another dimension.

Obviously, the above record is based on an exposition of beliefs, and it is an ideological system that has continued for a long time.

In that system of thought, the understanding of life and death is both simple and complex, because of an unknown law.

People discover this law, but they can't control it, but they don't want to give up and accept the fact that death is the end of eternity.

In the era of self-awareness, there are often many factors, but there is no way to prove them.

The rattan inscription on the stone platform was explained here, and it came to an end, because this kind of rattan inscription appeared too long, and many of the backgrounds and conditions at that time could not be studied, so the meaning contained in it became complicated.

Now, it is certain that this vine script represents a kind of power that needs to be found to return to the world after entering the world of death.

This may be part of those vine texts, and other places, according to ancient knowledge, may be about various factors in the world of death, as well as finding a way to the god-king, or even a speech on the concept of having time. People will find patterns to gain insight into all directions and factors in the world of death.

Among them, the triangle that is most commonly seen in Fuji also indicates the composition of various factors that exist in the two worlds.

It's like drawing a simulation, speculating about the land, water, and other factors that provide growth in that unknown world.

But the world that corresponds to death should be missing what people will see, hear, and need when they are alive.

So what is it to replace these missing things? It is unique to that world, it is something that exists in accordance with that world, just as it is visible in this world, and it exists in order to conform to us.

When the definition of the human heart theory is established, then the huge composition of the other world has been slowly unfolded, they are opposed to the present world, and only through time, this huge window, can we see the "neighbor" on the other side.

For those conjectures that are out of reach, they can only stay one-sided, because of the difference in the times and the difference in ideology, let us stop here.

It takes a long time to translate the Fuji script, and Mr. Kochi said that he can help find someone to crack the Fuji script, but that is only a hope, after all, this kind of writing has appeared for a short time, and the purpose is also very special, so there are not many people who can understand it, and there are not many people who have passed down.

When I left with Lao Zhong, I had some questions to ask the knowledgeable Mr. Gu Zhi, but seeing that he was very prejudiced against me, I finally forgot it.

In fact, I don't know what to believe about the God King, and the content he explained is just a legend, and if you can really give me a reasonable explanation, I'm afraid I have to ask Baizhou.

When we parted at the station, we gave our backpacks to Lao Zhong, and now after taking the backpack back, I remembered, what else is there inside?

Hurriedly taking out the gauze from it, I spread them out in front of the old clock, looking at the rattan inscription on it, as if this was going to be another problem.

The ones on the stone platform in front of you, even if you can explain it, probably have something to do with the stone platform itself and the box on it, so it's easier to understand.

Like the stone platforms we see with human bones, the vine inscriptions on them may be epitaphs or other documents, in order to prove their identity or to seal their information.

These are difficult to explain, because they are so complex that they are almost linked to the entire tomb.

Even what is recorded in it may be a process under the spread of an ethnic inheritance, and this process is recorded, which cannot be explained in a few words.

When asked about the place where these contents were found, I told Lao Zhong about that place, and casually explained our guesses at the time to him.

In this regard, Lao Zhong did not respond, and seemed to agree with our speculation, but for such a passage that may have a longer meaning, but it has been shortened to this extent, it is naturally more complicated to decipher than the previous one.

However, Lao Zhong still scanned these words, those contents were deliberately hidden, and they must be quite important, if we ignore them, we may miss even more.

In any case, it is better to wait until we find someone who can read this kind of vine script, and then think about it in the long run, maybe those who know these characters will also understand which is more important.

After scanning these rattan inscriptions and printing them out, Lao Zhong had the heart to take them back to everyone first, but after thinking about it, it was better not to block them, after all, those on the stone platform just now were enough for them to have a headache.

After sealing the words in a file bag, Lao Zhong temporarily locked them in a bookshelf, and waited for the vine expert to come over and show them to him later.

After he took care of everything, I glanced at my phone, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and I didn't know what happened to Chen Haidong.

My mind was a little messy, and while I was sorting out my thoughts, I asked Lao Zhong about the deceased man and Mr. Kim.

Lao Zhong was slightly stunned when he heard me suddenly talk about Mr. Jin, as if he was surprised that I would know this, but he didn't ask much.

Maybe I'll know this sooner or later, because I'll have to deal with this person for a lot of work in the future, so it's not too late to tell me now.

"Jin Sanye of Beijing City is a Manchurian, who wants to stay in the Qing Dynasty, and he is also a relative of the emperor. I've met him a few times, and he's in charge of all Archives Six, the shipping channels that supply information. But he has a very strange habit, every weekend, he will go to the Poly Theater to watch Peking Opera, if you want to find him, ask about the deceased, I can write a letter, you show him, I believe he will sell me this face. ”

As he spoke, Lao Zhong found a pen and paper, wrote a short message, folded it and handed it to me.

After receiving the letter, I hesitated to discuss some things I knew with Lao Zhong, and asked how this Jin Sanye was doing.

After listening to my speculation, Lao Zhong hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't say anything in detail, only said that he didn't know much about this person, and the information about why he wanted to protect the deceased was related to the murderer, which is not easy to speculate.

When he met Jin Sanye before, he didn't feel like a conspirator, so he must have his own intentions for these things.

Listening to Lao Zhong say this, I don't seem to know what he is, so I have to give up and go to meet him myself, maybe I can find something from it?

But I was just about to leave, when Lao Zhong asked again where we had gone before, and also informed Chen Haidong to rescue, did you meet those people at the station?

I hesitated to tell him about those people, because it was about the file.

If I had come to Lao Zhong this time before Mr. Gu Zhi appeared, I would have told him about that file and the connection to Liu Yi.

But now, after hearing Mr. Gu Zhi's words, I hesitated a little, thinking that Lao Zhong would not really kill his relatives in righteousness, so he would pull out the matter of me peeking at the file.

I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if, think about it, I didn't say it for the time being, I hope to find a suitable opportunity in the future, the right occasion to say, after all, there are many clues about those ancient tombs in front of him, and he is enough to be busy.

Thinking like this, I brushed aside the fact that we were kidnapped, only said that I had a random reason, escaped from them, casually complained about Chen Haidong's police efficiency, and complained about the damn phone call.

But for my explanation, Dongfang and Lao Zhong were both suspicious, but I didn't wait for them to ask more, so I threw out the question of the dagger, hoping that Lao Zhong would have time to help check it out and see if there was any record in this direction in the No. 6 archive.

Speaking of that dagger, there are a lot of suspicions, and I can't help but associate it with Li Sansi's death - will the owner of this dagger be the same as the murderer?

If this is the case, the source of the dagger is the man who claims to be a prophet.

At the same time, he can connect with Lao Zhong, Baizhou, and even Dongfang, and lay out such an overall situation, and the means can be imagined.

There are so many things to say about these, and there are too many doubts to explain, and it's really hard to explain them clearly for a while.

However, Baizhou has already gone to find that prophet He, if he can bring the answer back, after getting the identity and background of this person, everything will be solved, because among these things, the biggest mystery is him, the manipulator behind the scenes.

I have a vague suspicion in my mind about this person, and he may have something to do with everything I've encountered so far, everyone.

But this idea is really terrible, because in that case, my life is all choreographed by this person, like the relationship between a character and a director.

We've never met, but this person is staring at me like he's been watching me all the time, and he's able to reach out to everyone around me to change my life, but I can't get in touch with him.

I don't dare to continue with such an idea, and I don't want to let myself believe it, because I feel that fate should be in my own hands, and I don't want any external force to bind them.

Hurriedly told Lao Zhong that when we went out, the security guard also returned the dagger to Dongfang, but as soon as he walked out of the door, he couldn't help but ask me why I didn't tell Lao Zhong the truth.

"Now is not the time, I will tell him these things in the future, for now, it is better to find the murderer as soon as possible, it is the right thing!"

I wanted to use this to prevaricate him, but the other party didn't seem to accept me, but he didn't continue to ask.

After leaving the Forbidden City, we got into a taxi, but on the way to the police station, Dongfang received a hurried phone call, saying that his father had called, because something had happened at home, and he hoped that he could go back as soon as possible.

After putting down the phone, I saw that his face was not very good, so I hurriedly asked, but the other party frowned, did not answer, and asked the driver to stop, and then changed to another taxi to go home.

Before leaving, he lost another sentence and said that he would contact him again about something, and then left in a hurry.

I retracted my gaze and looked at my phone, it was already past four o'clock, hoping that Chen Haidong would have nothing to do today, and he could go with me to see that Jin Sanye.

The car drove through several streets, finally crossed a road, stopped at the police station, I paid and got out of the car and walked towards the police station.

When I entered the police compound, I asked the people inside about Chen Haidong's office and rushed over directly.

As soon as I entered the office, I saw Chen Haidong sitting inside, looking at the stack of documents in his hand so intently that he didn't even notice it when I walked in.

It wasn't until I tapped him on the shoulder that he woke up violently, but his fingers shook a few times as if he had been scared out of his mind.

This scared me too, he is such a special police officer, how can he be so timid, and his alertness is so low.

I glanced at him suspiciously, and the other party smiled a little embarrassedly, saying that I was thinking about things too much just now, and I didn't notice anyone coming for a while, and I was inevitably scared when I was suddenly slapped like this.

I glanced at the document in his hand and felt that he didn't want to read the report just now, but what was he thinking that would make him so focused, even frightened by the sudden voice.

You know, he can be a SWAT officer in a hundred, otherwise he wouldn't have been arranged to go to the grave with us? If you say that you are a newcomer just now, you are so frightened, and when you talk about the past, you can face a special policeman, which is a bit incomprehensible.

Even an ordinary policeman, at his age, should not behave so abnormally!