Half-asleep and half-awake, Professor Luo remembered that he would embark on a journey that he might never find the answer to.

That was more than a decade ago. At that time, Professor Luo was just over 50 years old and had just been hired as a professor of history at the Sorbonne University in Paris, where he lectured on Western colonial history. The Sorbonne University is a prestigious university. It was actually part of the University of Paris, but as a result of the student movement of 1968, the University of Paris was divided into thirteen independent universities, one of which was the Sorbonne. The University of Paris has a long reputation for having a lot of talent as early as the Middle Ages. Although the Sorbonne is only part of the original University of Paris, it retains the essence of the university's original humanities.

Professor Luo is honored to be able to teach at this university. For many years he has devoted himself to the study of Western history, especially the early Spanish and Grape colonial history in South America. He was thrilled to hear that the Sorbonne kept some unpublished Latin materials about the early colonial past, and he thought that if he wanted to make a higher career in this field, he would have access to more first-hand materials, and if he could teach at the Sorbonne, he would have the opportunity to read them, and perhaps make new discoveries. Soon Professor Luo was introduced by a friend from the academic community to the university, hoping to come here to teach and research.

Two months later, Professor Luo received a letter of invitation from the Rector of the Sorbonne, Mr. Molinier, who admired his work and sincerely hoped that he would come to the university to carry out his teaching and research work, and promised that Professor Luo could access the first-hand materials in the library at any time. After learning the news, Professor Luo simply packed his bags and set out on a journey to Paris.

When Professor Luo stepped off the plane and entered the airport hall, he was greeted by a stout French young man. He was about six feet tall, with curly brown hair and a ruddy complexion. What impressed Professor Luo the most was his eyes, which were not like Europeans, but a bit of Oriental.

"Are you Professor Luo?" The French boy asked enthusiastically.

"Yes, you are? Are you a student at the Sorbonne? "Yes, Mr. Professor, my name is Jean. Louis. Duland, you can call me Louie. ”

"Oh?" To Professor Luo's surprise, this young man actually spoke Chinese. "Have you been to China?" Professor Luo couldn't help but ask. "I haven't been." Louis was obviously a little shy, and unconsciously lowered his head, which was a big contrast to his sturdy appearance.

"Then you can speak Chinese?" Professor Law was clearly interested in the young man named Louie. "My mother is Chinese, and she taught me Chinese. However, she passed away very early, so she did not speak Chinese very well. ”

"I'm sorry for bringing up your sad past." Professor Luo looked a little surprised.

"It doesn't matter, I was a child at that time, and that's all I remember about my mother." At this point, Louis lowered his head again, feeling like a child who had done something wrong. However, it was only for a few seconds, and soon he raised his head and said, "Mr. Professor, wait outside the car, we can get in the car and talk, or we can go to the school to continue talking." ”

Professor Luo was trying to get rid of such embarrassment, so he hurriedly replied: "Yes, it's better for us to go there earlier." ”

So the two left the airport in a car sent by the school. Since the traffic was not congested, it was quickly at the destination.

It was early summer, and the air in Paris was mild and humid. Standing in front of the large iron gate of the school on the outskirts of Paris, Professor Luo looked up at the imposing building, the first floor of which was supported by the ancient Greek-style new stone pillars of the ancient Greek style, the eaves were beautifully carved with stone statues of people, and at the top of the middle was a large round clock, and on the left and right sides of the bell stood two more beautifully carved figures. The entire building is made of ancient marble, which has been mottled over the years, but even that is hard to hide. Behind him is a square, with fountains and white doves as the best embellishment of the blue sky and white clouds.

This is the Sorbonne, and it is more awe-inspiring than the pictures in the profile. The smell of books is mixed with romance, which is refreshing, and Professor Luo knows that it is not the charm of the building itself, but the people's minds that are immersed in the whole building, and the result is a group of people with excellent ideas who have built this university. Only the waters of the Seine and the fertile soil of southern Europe can nurture such a group of people with exceptional souls.

When he thought of his soul and didn't know how to do it, Professor Luo suddenly felt a chill behind him. From this moment on, Professor Luo seemed to feel that the word soul seemed to have another meaning to him. But he didn't think much of following Louis into the iron gate.

The days that followed, plain and fulfilling. For a person of Professor Luo's age and status, there is not much worth pursuing, and now for him, he can only satisfy himself by constantly discovering new and unknown areas. It is precisely because of this that Professor Luo spends almost all of his time in the library looking for his new discoveries, in addition to his normal teaching. At this time, Louis had become Professor Luo's most effective assistant. In fact, he helped Prof. Luo translate a large number of documents into Latin and Spanish. Louis can be said to be a linguistic genius, as evidenced by his mastery of Chinese at a very young age. He was also good at sports and poetry, and Louis's talent was brought to full play at such a prestigious university in the humanities and arts. Of course, as a student of Professor Luo, his main job is to help Professor Luo organize the materials, and at the same time he also tries to ask some questions. In Louis's eyes, Professor Luo was a respectable man, and although the Chinese professor was not tall and a little hunchbacked, it was only an external thing. From his resolute eyes, Louis could see that Professor Luo was a person with a strong heart, and he was the kind of person who never admitted defeat. This also reflects my heart. Although on the surface Louie is a big boy who blushes easily, most of the time he will always have his own ideas, and once he has an idea, he must implement it to the end. Professor Luo is also very aware of this, so his personality attraction has made him the most haode research partner and old friend. It is precisely because of this personality motivation that the two are always very enthusiastic about their work, and they often work in the library until late at night.

On this day, the two worked late again. It was already one o'clock in the morning, and Louis stretched to look at his watch. He said to Professor Luo, "Sir, it's late, I think it should be about the same today." ”

Professor Law takes off his glasses. He was actually very tired, but he had not found anything worth studying or making exciting discoveries for so many days, which made him a little unwilling. He also looked at the watch in his hand and said to Louie: "My dear Louie, thank you for your help, I think it's time to rest, but I still have some information to read, I think you should go back first." ”

"Mr. Professor, I think you still have to pay attention to your body, we can analyze this information tomorrow, today I think it must be over, staying up late will not do you any good." Louis apparently thought he was right.

Professor Luo was helpless and had to promise Louie: "Okay, that's all for today." You can help me put this logbook back where it came from. With that, Professor Luo got up from his chair and handed Louis the shabby-looking logbook.

It may be that he really stayed up too long, Professor Luo and Louie were in a trance, and Louie didn't catch the log when it was handed to Louis, and the log accidentally fell to the ground. Since this journal was written on parchment paper for hundreds of years, the binding was no longer very strong, so when it fell to the ground, the original journal was scattered.

"Damn it, it's all because I didn't catch it." Louis bent over and over again to pick up the log that had fallen on the ground.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Professor, take a look at what this is?!" Suddenly, Louis cried out as if he had discovered something.

At this time, Professor Luo also noticed what Louis had discovered. He picked up the loose piece of parchment, with small print in the middle seams. "I can't see clearly, it should be Latin, Louie, my child, turn on the computer, we need to scan it and see what is written!" Professor Luo was also a little excited.

Louis was a little in a hurry, quickly turned on the computer, scanned the front page, magnified it dozens of times, and finally saw the text on it: "God! Your secrets must never be known! I'm not an infidel, but that's not witchcraft. Is that really the case? I can't let these self-proclaimed Luku go on, and as a servant of Christ I want to keep your secrets. ”

"What does this mean? God's secret? What is God's secret? And who are the Lukus? Louis read the text and didn't believe what he was seeing with his eyes.

"I don't understand what it is, this log is supposed to have been written by a Spanish captain, and the name is not recorded. I just used it as a reference for the study of maritime trade activities in South America during the colonial period, but I didn't expect that there was such a thing in the middle seam. ”

Professor Law was also a little incredulous, but he soon realized that it might be a remarkable discovery. "Louie, we might find something unusual through this."

"Mr. Professor, I think the same thing as you." Louis understood and knew what Professor Luo meant. "Well, it looks like the work ahead is going to be extremely busy. However, it's best not to mention it to anyone else until you have actually made a pit stop," the professor said, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

From this day on, the two men began to study this text. Over the course of several years, the two gathered some information about this text. After Louis graduated, he decided to continue to help Professor Luo in his research, so he submitted an application to the school, and the school quickly replied, and they were happy to keep such an outstanding young man.

And so Louis became a lecturer. In his spare time, he worked with Professor Law to find answers to God's secrets, but most of the information was about the Luku, and there was no mention of God's secrets. Professor Luo believes that the breakthrough in the search for God's secret must be in the Luku people, who have found too little and very fragmented information about the Luku people, who only know that the Luku people are a branch of the ancient Mayans, and they are a relatively mysterious tribe. Even the history of the Mayans themselves rarely mentions them. If they are mentioned, they are only mentioned in passing, as if they are like a plague, even if they are expressed in words, they will be infected with a deadly epidemic and die. What is even more mysterious is that the Luku people have no evidence of their own artifacts unearthed, they do not seem to exist at all, or the records about them in the literature are just legends.

And that's all there has been to it. Both Professor Law and Louis believe that this will not lead to results in any way. But they felt they couldn't give up on research. The study of the seam text is like a Pandora's box, and this temptation is not something that humans can stop. The literature in the school has long been exhausted, and if you want to find more valuable evidence, you have to get out of the school.

Finally, one day, the two of them decided to quit their school positions and go to the rainforests of South America to find the lost answer, the legendary tribe, the secret of God.