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"Lao Cao." I called him.

Cao Mingzhe slowly turned his face to me. "I don't know what's wrong with him, and I can't even determine what state he is, if he's a living person or a ghost."

"How does he send you a message? Does he know that you are observing him, or that he is consciously dreaming of you? ”

"I felt that he was aware that there was an observer, because at some point, he would pass on a message to me."

"How?" I stared at Cao Mingzhe and asked nervously.

"An incomprehensible way of transmitting, not through sound and words, some information would go directly into my brain without warning, and all of a sudden, I knew something. But without exception, this information was generated in the case of a dream of Song Guilong. Sometimes, this information is presented in my sleep, and it can even wake me up from my sleep. But more often than not, after waking up, the information will gradually appear in the form of a picture. The information is incoherent, and so is the picture, as if it is a lot of work to transmit this information to us. I've never gotten a full paragraph of information. I have to piece together a lot of information by myself, and so does Lao Xiao. ”

This statement of Cao Mingzhe confirms the letter left by Xiao Guolin. Xiao Guolin's letter is a diary of a dream, and the record is indeed very fragmentary, just like Cao Mingzhe said, it is a small piece of picture.

"Why not me?" I muttered to myself.

I haven't worked with Song Guilong for a long time, but he brought me to the archaeological site from the airport. In the archaeological activities of Lop Nur, we also have a lot of intersections. Living in a simple house and digging a detective together, he has given me a lot of help in work and life, and I respect him as an elder. But why have I never dreamed of Song Guilong.

Cao Mingzhe shook his head at me. "Maybe he doesn't want to trouble you. And, you should thank him for that. Otherwise, you'll be as abnormal as me and Lao Xiao. ”

"The message of the Apocalypse and the Awakened was passed on to you by Team Song?"

"Yes. Including you, you are the Apocalypse. There is also the Black Manro, the Black Manro of Lop Nur is even stronger. ”

"He's warning you."

"No, he wants me to go back."

"Go back? Do! ”

Xiao Guolin thought oh, Xiao Guolin received the same message. He thinks Song Guilong is still alive. ”

I couldn't control the expression on my face at all, I didn't even have time to care about it, and my throat was dry when I got nervous, and I swallowed hard.

I always thought that the information provided in the letters Xiao Guolin left me was worthless, and I did not use his dreams as a reference for action. But I know that Xiao Guolin himself attaches great importance to this information. He set the password for the information so purposefully so that I could see the information. He believes in the authenticity of this information!

"What about you?" Even though I swallowed a large gulp, my tense and dry throat made my voice a little chopped. "What do you think?"

Cao Mingzhe nodded resolutely. "I'm going back to find him."

I couldn't sit still. Although there were still questions that I didn't ask, my whole body trembled involuntarily, and the heating in the room was turned on very much, not cold shivering, but a trap of fear and seeming hope.

I stood up and went to the water cooler and poured myself a glass of water to drink.

“Coffee？” Cao Mingzhe's voice came from behind me.

I didn't turn around. He shook it in his ear with his free hand.

I suddenly realized something. Cao Mingzhe and Xiao Guolin have the same experience and the same dream. But the two of them had opposite goals for this matter.

Cao Mingzhe wanted to return to the Lop Nur underground passage to find Song Guilong and bring him back. Xiao Guolin wanted to destroy the gate of eternal life in Lop Nur.

Xiao Guolin once ordered a weapon from the Vietnamese, a special antimatter bomb, you don't need to find the gate of eternal life in Lop Nur accurately, as long as you detonate it in the underground passage of Lop Nur, it doesn't matter if he is the gate of eternal life or a portal. No matter how strong the door is, it is slag.

But why? Why would two people with the same experience have such a very different choice?

If Song Guilong is still alive, then Xiao Guolin is also unlikely to die, and the information Song Guilong gave him can at least make him hold on for a while, until Cao Mingzhe and I go down to find him. But what did he mean by that antimatter bomb he left me? He wants me to send him to heaven with my own hands?

Like an ant on a hot pan, my brain and body can't stop for a while. It seems that if you stop, you will be roasted to death. I walked straight to the floor-to-ceiling glass door of the balcony and pulled it open with a 'bang', the cold wind calming my brain and body down.

One of these two people must have withheld important information from me, and even neither of them can be trusted! I decided to withhold all the information I knew, and not to believe any information they gave me. At least after verifying it from a third party, I will only accept their information.

Without closing the floor-to-ceiling glass doors of the balcony, I turned around and let the cold wind blow on my back. At the same time, the cold wind blew away the cloudy smoke screen in the room. "Why did the Hakka people allow you to enter the underground cave, it is their holy land."

"The first is that my ability to awaken is stronger than theirs." From a long distance, Cao Mingzhe and I both amplified our voices. "The same ability, awakened in different places, will have different intensities. As I said, the Hakka people's gate of eternal life is a knockoff. ”

I lifted the paper cup in my hand. "You won't open a passage by force, will you? That's not your style. ”

Cao Mingzhe smiled. He stood up, picked up the half of my cigar that was resting on the table, and walked over to me and said, "Of course not." That's your buddy, Song Gang's style. I made a deal with the Hakka people to let me enter their underground cave, which was their bargaining chip. ”

"Where's your chips? What is it? ”

Cao Mingzhe handed me half of my cigar and glanced back at his desk. "That's it, the piece of iron."

I took a deep breath. Yes, the stakes are big enough for the Hakka to make concessions. If it weren't for Cao Mingzhe's strong awakening ability, I think the Hakka people would even take the risk of taking it for themselves. Although this piece of iron belonged to the Hakka people a long time ago. But it has been away from the Hakka people for too long.

"How do you convince the Hakka people that you have this piece of iron? They won't let you go to their holy place because of your verbal promise. ”

"I showed them."

"Photos?"

"Nope." Cao Mingzhe pointed to the iron on his desk again. "That's it. The Hakka patriarch's eyeballs almost fell off it. ”

Hearing this, my eyes almost fell to the ground as well. Cao Mingzhe took this piece of iron to negotiate with the Hakka people alone, which is not much different from a sheep entering a wolf pack. The problem is that the sheep is not damaged at all, and the wolf swallows a stomach full of grievances. I can't help but be intrigued by Cao Mingzhe's ability to awaken. (To be continued......)