The black bag was an early cowhide bag for official use, and the surface was spotted and white, and you could tell that it was also an old thing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe side of the car is off the line, and the metal buckle can't be oxidized and buckled, I think Mr. Li put things in the bag and put them away and didn't open them again.

The last thing Mr. Li delivered was lying quietly on the hotel table at the moment.

"Why don't any of you want to see it?"

Qian Yu stared at me and muttered quietly, his big clear eyes looking at the two people standing beside him like wooden people.

I turned my head and glanced at Qian Yan, giving her an expression not to ask me, no matter how you want to look at it, it depends on Feng Xin's attitude, right. To be honest, it's not that I don't look curious, but this situation seems to be ordered by Feng Xin without moving; Dismantle. We don't have much to say.

It's that kind of mood is apprehensive, one moment it's deep in the helplessness of nothing, and the next second something automatically appears. As the saying goes, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, and when this sentence is fulfilled in himself, not only is he not excited, but he is a little more timid.

Feng Xin was delusional about me at this time and asked, "This doesn't make sense. No matter what's in it, it's not meaningless. He is only a one-sided relationship with you, so why do you think you can be trusted? Just skip over your own son?"

As soon as Feng Xin finished speaking, I looked at him and smiled dryly, his eyebrows were serious, as if I was a person who was not trustworthy after eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, cheating, abducting, and cheating. But I know that Feng Xin is just wary of people suspected of eavesdropping, which is a reasonable assumption.

Not only the Chinese area, but the whole world consensus is almost from father to son, which person will stretch out his arm?

Unless what is given is not a good thing.

I thought about it in my heart, so I told Feng Xin what Mr. Li had told me when I left the library that day.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xin looked very calm, and Ziche's face changed, "Is there such a thing?" He raised an eyebrow, his fingers tapping regularly on the table.

"Uh-huh......

"It doesn't matter, let's see, there will be no results until next year." Feng Xin said, biting the hair ring and winding his long hair into a bunch, revealing his already beautiful face.

Shi Ziche shook his shoulder, reached out and opened the cowhide bag directly, and before I could finish gasping, he quickly took out the contents and put them on the table on the side. Qian Cai picked up the cowhide bag to check whether there was a hidden bag to see if there was anything missing.

Eventually, she shook her head, indicating that there really wasn't anything else in the bag.

It was actually a paper bag, and as I expected, it was tied up with handmade paper made of rush straw pulp. There are some holes on it that look like they have been eaten by bookworms, but fortunately they are not serious.

Ziche gently opened the wrapping paper with her fingertips, as gently as a little girl plucking the petals again.

This thing was carefully wrapped layer by layer, and it was dismantled two or three layers, but there was still a layer wrapped in it, like dismantling a Russian doll. Every time I opened a layer, my heart shook involuntarily.

Soon after, the contents of the paper bag were unreservedly spread out in front of our eyes.

Feng Xin gestured to the car to pause, and went into the bathroom to fold the bath towel and spread it on the table beside him.

"These things may be scattering, so tap them."

As he spoke, he picked up a pottery shard and slowly moved it to the bath towel.

In addition to a stack of ancient paper and a few pieces of silk silk, there were also a few pieces of broken pottery and a few bundles of bark in the paper bag. Let's sort these things out one by one. However, while sorting through the stack of ancient papers, a slide fell out of it.

As soon as everyone saw the slide, their faces darkened, and they all knew what to ...... Mr. Li really knows what we are looking for.

At this time, Feng Xin said, "These things are different materials, but they are all fragments, and none of them are complete."

"Uh-huh, this silk has been burned."

Qian Yan gently pinched the corner of the silk book with two fingers, put on a miserable look and said, "Look at this situation, eighty percent of them were saved the moment they caught fire, but it was useless, the color fell off and was almost invisible."

I looked up at the silk silk and said to Qian Yi in a flash of inspiration, "Fortunately, there is film editing software in this era of technology, and this is not a problem." Even if the ink has almost decolorized over time, the oxidation reaction of the cloth surface that can be pressed is definitely different from the area that is dyed, and you can see it by adjusting the filter a little.

"Oh, yes. Oops, I didn't expect that. Xiao Ran, in fact, you have a good brain, and you move quite fast."

"It's a pity that it's not good for studying." I'll reply. I suddenly remembered what my mother used to say, I was only clever about miscellaneous things.

The contents of the wrapping paper are very different, but they are not all words like the previously discovered Tsurukashu, but this time the patterns take up most of the area.

I got my hands on the pattern, spotted two of the identical pieces of paper, turned them in a few directions, and put them together, "like a picture."

Since the slides were too small to see what the fart was, we put them aside for the time being, and then we began to piece them together, and these fragments were of different sizes, and we could vaguely see that they were the same picture, and it felt like a picture had been made into several puzzles of different sizes.

After a few minutes, I had just a few pieces of the first match, and I had a bottom in my heart, and I felt amazing about my own speculation.

"Yang Qianyu, have you heard of the Inner World?"

When Qian Yu heard my question, his eyes first widened, and he was silent for a while, and then he looked down and looked at it carefully for a long time.

"Impossible...... This...... Is it possible? You say."

"Don't you think this picture looks like it? Nothing is impossible." I replied, though I thought of it for a second I thought it was impossible.

Her eyes were full of surprise, and her mouth kept muttering that it was impossible, Feng Xin and Ziche didn't know that it was reasonable, but Qianyu, I'm sure as long as it's a modern person, you've heard it. It's true that Qian Yu has been exposed to more bizarre things than I have, but in this matter I am more natural than she accepts.

"Inner Earth?" Feng Xin wondered.

"Haven't you ever heard of Inner Earth?" I asked.

Ziche and Feng Xin glanced at each other, and asked seriously in confusion, "Do you mean hell?"

Sure enough, they didn't know.

"It's not." I shook my head, slid off my phone and searched for maps of the Inner World that were circulating around the world for the sub-car, and then said, "Inner Earth is not hell, it's a different kind of talk about the underworld. To put it simply, Western legend says that the deepest part of the earth in the physical space is hollow, that is, deeper than magma, where there is another world. It's just that no one has been there yet...... It should be said that some people claim to have been there, but they can't confirm it."

Feng Xin and Ziche didn't speak, as if they were figuring out what I meant, and it seemed that they didn't understand it, but I really couldn't explain it, after all, I hadn't been there, and all the pictures in my mind were movie plots at present. I snorted, patted Qian's shoulder, and asked her to explain to the two of you, with my language level, I really can't speak.

Qian Yu nodded, took out a tablet from his luggage, and started the class on the side, and the two students also listened carefully.

I can't help but wonder in my heart that the inner world is not a lie or a fiction, it is a real world, just parallel to another time and space. Those who say that they have been to the underground world, nine times out of ten, they have the physique to cross the cracks of time and space, but they don't know it, and they go in and come out inexplicably, this is the main reason why they have been there but can't confirm it, which is very similar to the form I just entered the Nuwa Cave at that time. If it weren't for Qianyu's later explanation, I wouldn't have believed that I had crossed time and space.

There is an inexplicable entanglement in my own talk, and many political celebrities in history are convinced that as long as they master the center of the earth, they will be equivalent to mastering the whole world, so they are very eager to find a way to the center of the earth.

I took out the sketchbook in my bag, and I intuitively wanted to draw everything I could spell out as it was, but I was picking up the pen when I suddenly had an idea in my mind. Although it was previously deduced that this Helu Book may have been copied by the descendants of a specific family, it is not the case now, and perhaps the original intention of the Helu Book is just a record, and there is no intention to pass it on at all.

It's those who, like us, want to piece together complete information from incomplete information.

It seems that from ancient times to the present, there have been many people who have wanted to decipher the meaning of the Crane Deer Book and obtain the "things" that are revealed in it. Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but sink, Xuanhua must have known, but she would rather die than say it.

I looked at a serious, ignorant person and said, "Why don't you buy lunch and eat it at my house, I think it's faster to put together these scraps on the computer."

"Yes! I'm going to have pizza, seafood." Qian Yu jumped up from his chair and ordered a meal in a second.

"Okay. You can order whatever you want, I'm okay."

"With a computer, it's the one that can zoom in and change color, right?" The sub-car felt very interested.

"Uh-huh. Are you interested?"

"It's interesting to watch." He slipped his phone into his pocket.

After about two or three minutes, Feng Xin neatly packed up the pieces and walked to the door, "Let's go."

Sure enough, it's an anxious person, I said in my heart.