I have rarely seen Shirley Yang so excited, and he mustered up the courage to hold her hand, and whispered comfortingly: "Let's take our time, what do you have to say one by one, I also have many questions waiting for you to answer here-

Shirley Yang first talked about the truth about the museum fire, which is basically similar to my inference, Bamboo Pole's subordinates were afraid that Dr. Owen would decipher the mystery of the gold seal on the oracle bone inscription and prevent them from finding the Inca Temple, so they turned back to the office in the middle of the night, wanting to burn the documents, not wanting Shirley Yang and Dr. Owen to be in the research institute, so they simply killed the killer, but they never expected that Shirley Yang seemed to be weak, but in fact, he was very skilled-

I watched the Doctor lose his breath and chased their car all the way to the border, and I tried to call the police, but unfortunately the radio on the car was out of order. Fearing that they would not be able to find a trace after they fled the country, he followed them to Mexico. I knew that these people were just horses who worked for others, so I followed cautiously until later, ......-shirley Yang paused, as if recalling something extremely painful, and I encouraged her: "The sky is falling, and there is an old beard on his back, and you can say that it is a little brute with no who bullies you-

Shirley Yang took a deep breath: "Those few people who stole the masks were killed after the delivery - I didn't expect the bamboo pole to be so vicious, and even the people and horses I recruited myself were killed." But it also explains why we have not fought against him in the jungle, from beginning to end, the only ones who have been fighting against us in the dark are bamboo poles and shriveled old men, and the others are just pawns in their hands, zombies under their control.

Shirley Young witnessed the tragedy in the Amazon jungle, and it was at that time that she was discovered, and she has been dazed and delirious since casting a curse, and has even repeatedly done things to hurt us. I never dared to tell her about cutting the rope and shooting me. lest this devout Christian would blame himself too much-

In his research report, Dr. Owen deciphers the true meaning of the Inca mask. After the loss of the city, the last Inca emperor Vascal led the rest of his army to flee deep into the rainforest in search of the artifacts left in the Temple of the Sun by the founding saint Manco Capac, the Three-Eyed Mask, the Golden Axe, and the Golden Scepter that was split in two. In particular, the golden scepter left by the sun god to Manco Capac is said to be able to detect the location of the Fountain of Youth. Vascar tried to regain the empire with the power of immortality, but in the process of moving the capital, he was killed by a stray bullet from the Spaniards, and for the next hundred years, most of the remnants of the Inca Empire were scattered in the Amazon jungle. Princess Lilia's tribe was fortunate enough to find the Three-Eyed Mask, which made her believe in the legend of the Fountain of Youth.

I think of the three-eyed mask in the room in the ancient house in Nanjing, although it is an imitation, but the details and materials are very exquisite, I am afraid that they are all from Princess Lilia, that is, the later Mrs. Green-

Professor Owen believes that the Greens may have fled the war and took refuge in China. Later, he unfortunately died in the snow-capped mountains in the process of searching for the Fountain of Youth. As for why this originally happy couple went looking for something that only existed in mythological stories, it is unknown-

I thought of that horrible mansion, and I really didn't know how to explain to Shirley Young that if it weren't for the extreme psychopaths, their lives would be absolutely happy. Especially the child corpse in the basement...... Thinking of this, I couldn't help but ask, "Does Professor Green have any heirs, or other relatives and friends?" -

Shirley Yang shook her head: "I don't know about this." It stands to reason that their husband and wife have settled in China for so long, and they should have one or two children to share the blessings of family......-

Her words were like a golden needle, and they stirred my nerves fiercely - what do you say, you repeat what you just said! - I was so excited that I almost trembled, and Shirley Yang hurriedly said, "Did I say something wrong?" Aren't normal couples supposed to have one or two children? Oh, by the way, I forgot the national conditions of the Chinese, I can only have one, but even if it is a child,-Shirley Yang said this, she shuddered herself, she looked at it with a pair of frightened eyes, her lips trembled slightly, - Could it be that their children ......-

Yes, that's the only explanation! -I exhaled deeply, and told the secret hidden in the old mansion of Gupinggang, - their life as husband and wife was indeed happy, until Princess Lilia's child died. Worshipping the sun god and influenced by the tribal culture since childhood, she must have done everything possible to resurrect her children, and legends about artifacts and the Fountain of Youthfulness have always been circulating among the Inca Sun Clan. So she persuaded her husband to study the forbidden art of resurrection from the dead with her, collecting the corpses of various children from underground channels for research. And the three-eyed golden mask that Princess Lilia carried with her became the only sustenance in her heart-

Shirley Yang then analyzed: "The experiment must have been unsuccessful, otherwise they would not have left China suddenly, and I think there must have been some serious discovery." But why do they end up going to the Andes? -

I pondered for a moment and asked her, "If you're dying, where do you want to go?" ――

Go home - Shirley Young blurted out, and subsequently received, - you mean, they couldn't stand the blow of repeated failures in the experiment, and finally chose to commit suicide by returning to the Andes, the sacred mountain of the Inca Empire? ――

This is just my speculation, and it can't be established, but the 'owner' who walks with the bamboo pole, do you have his background? -

Shirley Yang shook her head: "I'm groggy these days, and I don't know what I'm doing. Until a moment ago, I seemed to be still in a dream. However, since he can prevent corpses and hurt people, and he knows the secret art of feng shui, I am afraid that the hidden identity is not simple-

I always felt that the shriveled old man had a strange origin, he and the bamboo pole had been in the temple until the end, and they didn't seem to be afraid of the danger of the landslide, and a sense of foreboding was faintly moving in my heart, and I always felt that there was a follow-up article on this matter, and these two would not be buried in the ruins so simply. However, Shirley Yang has just recovered from a serious illness, I don't want her to worry too much, I just smiled and said: "I knew that you had been dreaming, and I was banging the gong by your bedside every day-Shirley Yang smiled and sighed: "How did you go through so many lives and deaths, you are still like that, full of nonsense-

I was about to confess to her something that had been hidden in my heart for many years, but I didn't want to hear a quick knock at the door. I was upset and inconvenient, so I had to go over and open the door.

Uncle Xue wrapped himself in a thick old cotton jacket and said to me: "Shopkeeper, what you asked me to do is done, the Gu worm has eyebrows, I have a lot of money to investigate, and finally found a Gu master, after he heard about this incident, he asked to see you by name, saying that there are some things to exchange information with you-

Shirley Yang nodded at Uncle Xue and asked me, "What's the matter, what do you want to toss?" -

I took the contact slip from Uncle Xue's hand and waved it vigorously at Shirley Yang, "We have a clue about that shriveled old man!" -

In order to find the whereabouts and true identity of the shriveled old man, Shirley Yang and I, as well as the fat man, decided to go back to China again, go to the south of Caiyun, and visit a Gu master in the mouth of Xue Erye. I heard that he had a crucial piece of news in his hand, which was related to the shriveled old man. Just as we were planning to leave on the same day, a registered letter from China was delivered to me, which brought unexpected changes to our subsequent trip.