Wang Zhen shook his head and said as he walked: "Since you have entrusted him to do these things, you have to trust him for the time being." As for whether he will make some small moves, I can't observe, so I can only wait for the matter to be finished. ”

I clutched my phone tightly and walked slowly out of the airport gate with my luggage that I had just picked up from the carousel. When I returned to my own territory this time, I couldn't find the same excitement and excitement as before, only the dusty and tired body reminded me that I could finally relax.

Zhang Siyuan's eyes were shining, and he walked in front with his head held high, with a strange smile on his face, as if he was inspecting, examining the license plates of the cars parked in the parking lot one by one. Wang Zhen glanced at him with a strange expression, and muttered, "What kind of nerves do you have, can you walk well?" ”

He smiled, and his figure loosened and said, "It's still very happy to change from a new A to a Ji A." ”

The group drove directly to our favorite hot pot restaurant, and after sitting down, they made a bunch of ticks on the menu, and didn't care about talking in the steam, each holding the plate and eating it violently.

Wang Linshuo wiped the sesame sauce on the side of his mouth, stared at the hairy belly tumbling up and down in the red soup, and said unsatisfactorily: "This is the first real full meal I have eaten in so many days." ”

Zhang Siyuan pouted and said: "The halal meal in Urumqi is indeed good, but I can't get used to it after all." If you don't let me eat pork ribs and pork for a week, I will be blinded and weak, and my hands and feet will be weak. ”

I rolled my eyes and was about to speak, when an inexplicable flash of lightning flashed through my head. I jerked my back to stop them from interrupting and said, "Hairy belly and mutton can't stop your mouths?" Don't get away from the topic for a while, I suddenly thought of something, do you remember the emperor summoning people around him to show him paintings in the middle of the night? ”

Wang Zhen nodded: "Isn't this what happened a few hours ago, how can you forget?" There must be some secret hidden in the painting, but I can't see it......"

I knocked on the table and interrupted him: "I can't guess the desolate land and mountains, but I think the dense woods and white-topped mountains, as well as the trees without roots in the depths of the dense forests, are all metaphors for the Great Khing'an Mountains. ”

Zhang Siyuan's chopsticks shook, and the potatoes that were originally picked up fell into the pot again: "If you say that...... Does a desolate land represent a desert? Will the high mountain represent the mountain of Baokang, and the hole in the mountain has something to do with Yongsheng? ”

Wang Linshuo touched his chin and thought thoughtfully: "If you say so, it proves that Hu San and Uncle Lu still have vision." However, our speculation is not necessarily accurate, and I don't believe that the emperor traveled back in time at all, I live a real life, not a clumsy episode in an online novel. ”

My fire was faintly rising again, and I wanted to pull these two people in front of me with a rope, and one of them slapped twice. At such an old age, can you run around for something you can't touch, or even step on the edge of life and death? Although this line is lucrative and there are many things to see, can you guarantee that your clues are all true? What if Li Xikan finds someone to write a Buddhist scripture blindly and puts it in the desert underground to confuse you?

Wang Zhen shook his hairy belly in the saucer, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Whatever, anyway, the dead inscription has not been fully translated, maybe the good show is still to come." ”

I was about to count a few words from Uncle Lu in a huff, but the mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up, and the dead inscription sent a few more pictures. Zhang Siyuan squinted his eyes and glanced at his mobile phone, and said with a smile: "Wang Zhen is really like a god, and he will come as soon as he says it-the speed of this dead inscription translation is a little fast and makes me panic, will he make it up when he can't translate it?" ”

I didn't care about Zhang Siyuan, I hurriedly unlocked my phone and read out the content word by word: "I finally found a gap to resign from my position and return to my hometown, and I can finally worry about my head." Because I've been with the emperor before, I can't find a lot of time to sort it out, so the content will be more cluttered. Now let me sort it out: I have seen the Emperor roll the paper into a cylinder in the middle of the night and listen to it in his ear, and I have learned about his strange taste and time of eating, and I have heard the sound of sizzling from his chamber in the middle of the night. But the Emperor did not notice these clues of his own exposure, and even asked me to see the painting.

At the very beginning, I wrote something like this: I can vaguely guess where he came from, and I have a way to kill him, but I missed the best time. Posterity, if you're lucky enough to see it, will think I'm talking nonsense, but what if I tell you that these words are not recorded in the order in which they happened? The opening words may have been made up in a hurry before I left the palace, or they may have been secretly written down in blood before I died......

To get back to business, I've now finally discovered the culprit of all this, but I can't shake him alone. I had no choice but to hide these strange sentences in the Buddhist scriptures, hoping that someone would see that if I let it go like this, sooner or later the West Night would become a dead city!

The frightening person is hidden among the people who go to court with everyone every day, he looks highly respected, has a gray beard and a thin face, speaks and behaves politely, has the Confucian temperament of the Central Plains, and is also quite respected by the first emperor, always eating and drinking with the first emperor, talking about state affairs and cultural affairs. But I found that under his elegant mask, there was a demonic face, and he was the one who prompted the little prince to make strange moves, and the emperor was just a wired ......

I had never doubted him before, and I even asked him privately what the emperor's strange actions represented. But late one night, I noticed that he was holding a paper cup to his mouth, and his lips were constantly flying, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. I became curious about him and began to investigate him secretly, only to realize that there were too many mysteries about him.

A few decades ago, there was such a number one person in the court, elegant and erudite, highly respected by the emperor, with a gray beard and a thin face...... Although the name is different, I found from the old man's mouth and portrait that the person is exactly the same as the court, and even the degree of age has not changed much, he has always been like this fifty or sixty years old, trembling and towering. ”

The story came to an abrupt end here, and the dead inscription sent another picture, the curvy words were blurred by a few drops of dark red liquid, although they had long since dried up, they still looked dirty, and I don't know if it was blood or water. He sent a voice and said: "This large section is still sandwiched in the Buddhist scriptures, for your peace of mind, I will not translate those Buddhist scriptures that have nothing to do with the content." Of course, if you need it, I will always translate it. ”

Zhang Siyuan rubbed his temples and frowned: "Things are getting more and more confusing, and now there is a character in the story that we have never seen before, a monster that looks elegant, but is actually blue-faced and fanged. I guess the author is not dazzled, how can someone have kept their face unchanged for so many years, and it is still an old face? ”

I said in my heart that there is no market for this kind of rejuvenation technique, and even old men and women will not necessarily fall for it. Wang Linshuo said helplessly: "Now it's useless for us to guess, we can only rely on the translation of the dead inscription little by little." It's like reading a suspense novel, and you can't guess what the author is thinking until the end. ”

Wang Zhen bit his lip, staring at my phone with both eyes, rubbing his hands back and forth, revealing all his eagerness. He said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "If we don't learn ancient characters and translate them ourselves, and the four of us cooperate, maybe the progress can be faster." ”

I shook my head and said, "Forget it, you better not think about fighting the professionals - waiter, check out!" ”

The numbers on the bill made me smack my tongue, Zhang Siyuan asked for the list, and the originally flat eyebrows were suddenly squeezed together. His hand involuntarily moved to his trouser pocket, holding it tightly, and said distressedly: "What hot pot restaurant, why is it so expensive, four people eat four figures?" ”

I took out my mobile phone and scanned the code, looking at his grinning expression and couldn't help laughing: "You feel distressed, I paid for the money, and I haven't spoken yet." You have worked hard and put your lives aside to accompany me to the desert, so I will give up my heart and invite you to eat a few more meals to make up for the lost blood. ”

Wang Zhen smiled and patted Zhang Siyuan on the shoulder: "You still thought that this was a few years ago when you couldn't open the pot, but now you have run a few times for the red umbrella, not to mention that the balance in the bank card is also five figures." ”

Zhang Siyuan squeezed out an unexpectedly unknown smile and stared at the red soup with chili peppers in a daze. I was about to beckon them to get up and leave, but the phone vibrated again, I shook my legs and hummed a song and glanced at the caller ID, but the whole person suddenly froze, my expression was distorted, and my heart floated down with the gloomy music.

It was Li Qingling's call. My heart twisted suddenly, and I said that as long as this chick called, it would be fine, and I guess I heard about today's incident and specially persuaded me to jump into the fire pit. I took a deep breath and silently recited in my heart a few times that I couldn't go to Daxinganling before I picked up the phone and said, "Hey? ”