In mid-June 2018, a coastal city was built on a piece of ruins.

At night, the sky is full of stars, and the twinkling stars are like diamonds set in black iron plates.

For the first time, I looked out from the sunroof in a Jeep car, simple and beautiful. Han Meimei slapped Douyin, which attracted a wave of likes and retweets from the circle of friends.

That feeling was wonderful, especially on the way of his immature little hands, in order to prevent her from falling in the mud, he hugged her slender waist tightly, and Han Meimei tried to straighten her waistline at that time.

Wouldn't it be more amazing to eat less snacks in the car in the afternoon!

Han Mi-mi fell into a state of lust again.

At this time, she just understood why she admonished on Douyin: "Little brothers, you must pay attention to safety when you go out." ”

Wow, this waist is simply thin, and if she wears a tight-fitting modern outfit to fully show her figure, it will be called perfect.

Han Meimei couldn't help but lean back, just moved a little, couldn't help the urge to be happy in her heart, and was careless with her feet, so this fake fall was perfect and impeccable.

The wind is whistling in my ears, and the mountains are stacked.

Meteors in the sky pass by in an instant, occasionally see a little spark under their feet, but it is a small mountain villa or a big town where ordinary people live, at this time, they still think it is a meteor shower, tear off a cloth on their clothes, tie a knot, close their eyes and make their wishes,

It seemed like a long time had passed, and the road was much smoother. Cheng Muxin over there let go.

Han Meimei repeated the old trick again, but the problem was that Cheng Muxin didn't buy it anymore, and after a few times, she only pointed at a point on her bare arm with a left hand.

Well, that's kind of a support.

Han Meimei doesn't know how long it will take to reach the legendary destination, whatever, anyway, of course the road is as long as possible. Perhaps, if you're lucky, you'll be out of the list this time.

Phoenix Mountain, located in the ethereal clouds between Fujian and Fujian, floats uncertainly

The rich and handsome Cheng Muxin and the leftover girl Han Meimei entered the "Phoenix Mountain Jiangyang Cultural Research Center", and there was already a tall foreigner waiting there.

"My surname is Hua, the 'flower' of flowers!" The foreigner was blonde and blue-eyed in his thirties, extremely tall, but he was a head taller than Chen Muxin, looking at the confused Han Meimei, bowed down and hugged and said: "Han Beauty, just call me Migaier." I am the director of the Center for Oriental Paleocultural Exchange at the University of Arizona......"

Han Meimei glanced at Chen Muxin suspiciously, this foreigner's spoken Chinese is quite positive, but this self-introduction is too long, okay, she accepted this hug generously.

The three of them entered a room that looked like a conference room inside.

With beautiful pictures and explanations.

Han Mi-mi showed a picture composed of past history and wild history, plus archaeological discoveries.

"It is now known as the Phoenix Mountain in the southeast of Lingchuan County in a certain province, and this Phoenix Mountain Park is not too high in the coastal zone, about 5,000 meters, but it is covered with snow all year round. It is the main peak of the highest mountain in the mirror of the ten countries of the ancient demon domain, the mountain system was called the evil and chaotic mountain in ancient times, stretching to the east of the sea, the alluvial fan plain of the Jiangyang River estuary in the south, covering an area of more than 20 acres. Recently developed an ancient battlefield ......"

Han Mimi just sat up straight, and with great interest, she agreed and took a few photos.

Whether it's hunting, or the deposit of two million given to Chen Muxin, it can be regarded as giving face to the two of them anyway. But someone said: "Due to the scarcity of oxygen in the air here, the blood beads that carry oxygen in the human body are only red when there is enough oxygen, and when there is a severe lack of oxygen and lasts for a long time, the blood beads will turn blue or blue-purple, commonly known as beautiful blue." ”

She couldn't sit still: "No matter how conclusive the evidence is, these things don't seem to have anything to do with me!"

"You'd better listen!" Cheng Muxin slapped on the table with a "snap" and said, "Even if you are a high school student, you are responsible for the rise and fall of the world, you should have heard this sentence, right?"

"I always thought it was a tattoo tattoo...... Han Meimei was really shocked, and said in her heart: "Okay, if 2 million is just for me to like, it's worth it." ”

"In this high land of Phoenix Mountain, which is covered by primeval forest, there is an indigenous village. The natives here did not cultivate crops or hunt wild animals, but they were still well fed and clothed, and lived a leisurely and prosperous life. Every month on the night of the full moon, Lingchuan County sends a special team to deliver food and daily necessities to maintain their lives. Miguel said.

Miguel is a rigorous narrator, and in the spirit of being willing to serve the cause of the liberation of the people of Chinese, Han Meimei, who almost wants to go first, feels that something big must happen in the sensitive nerves of a journalist.

Now that it is allowed, if you apply for a publishing right, can you also do an exclusive debut or something like that?

Don't you have to go back and work hard to write that bad novel!

In these years, it is estimated that it is more difficult to make a living by writing novels than to ascend to the sky.

Didn't the author of "The Three-Body Problem" write novels while working as an electrician? When others questioned him about his private work, he replied: "If his novels hadn't been supported by the salary of an electrician, he would have been a eunuch a long time ago......."

Han Meimei took notes, and a smile faded out of her mouth, hehe, she could only say hehe.

There was a loud echo in the air, only the sound of beeping water, flowing along a certain rhythm.

"As soon as you enter this door, you have a lot less words!" Meimei was dizzying in the white light of the two large incandescent lights.

"I'm mysterious, am I? Actually, I'm just a little henchman, and you're the old man...... you're the one in charge," he smiled bitterly, but didn't finish his sentence, and groped for another photograph of the stairs, which were extremely delicately trimmed and uneven, and there seemed to be some kind of text or figure engraved under his feet......

"The ancient priests had a uniform name...... This mysterious cave was built in 500 BC and has been built for generations. In order to be suitable for the injustice of the souls, the priests of the past generations have evolved in the process of multiplication and reproduction - the cliff cave has collapsed and been rebuilt - the blood of the priests has been constantly copied and reorganized, as long as the blood is continuous, some kind of mysterious password will continue to be copied and pasted, copied and pasted......" Cheng Muxin's magnetic voice was not high, and it was passed down by the echo, and he whispered in a low voice, calling to the back: "Meimei, you come to see ......"

In the photo, after crossing a stone bridge that is only enough for one person to pass, the sound of water in the cliff cave is getting farther and farther away, the air is gradually drying, and small petroglyphs begin to appear on the walls under the light pillars of the palace lamps, the sun, the moon, plants and trees, and even the tree villages, ramming, stone bowls, and then large stone carvings all over the walls, the sun god parades in a horse-drawn carriage, and a masked priest dances mysteriously...... It seems that they moved to the Central Plains, learned slash-and-burn farming, and even two Taiyin stars appeared in the sky......

The priests were particularly conspicuous on the petroglyphs, with red clothes and beautiful blue faces. In almost every picture, there are repeated faces, which seem to have been passed down from generation to generation, shouldering some special mission, all the way -

"The Winchester priests seem to have a long lifespan...... Come and see ......" Cheng Muxin pointed to a painting on the top of his head, an old priest with white eyebrows and white beard holding the hand of a small baby, next to him a group of beings, men, women, naked bodies, distorted dancing, celebrating something.

"The old priest lived to the point of death, so he passed the magic weapon to the youngest boy in the clan at that time, these boys were called goddesses, Cheng Muxin and I...... It's unfortunate. I am one of the goddesses...... The ritual is ...... This pattern, you come and take a closer look. ”

His fingers protruded and slid on the table for a long time, crouched down, twisted his body, closed the window in this conference room, and even made eye contact, and the Miguel quickly closed the door.

The conference room was even darker, so black that Han Mi-mi's mind quickly flashed a number of scams of various street styles that had become popular recently.

robbing talents, I have no money.

Loan shark wire fraud, they don't seem to let themselves sign any documents.

Robbery?

It doesn't seem like so.

took the flashlight in the mobile phone to shine, Han Meimei was afraid that the two of him were huge, and one accidentally pounced and pressed himself to the ground; Han Meimei has also been bold since she was a child, and at first she followed with some kind of question in her heart, but it took a little longer, and she panicked.

Cheng Muxin pressed the pattern, stepped back, and gave Han Meimei a position.

Under the light of the flashlights in two mobile phones: the child's right arm is extended, and the hand is clenched into a fist. His right arm was smooth and shiny, and he had a pattern scribbled crookedly, and when he looked closely, it was a white comb in the shape of a comb, the size of a thumb......

"I'm having a nervous breakdown!" Han Meimei saw that the mystery was revealed, and it didn't seem to explain anything, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart......

"It's not a nervous breakdown, it's not sensational...... Look at ......" Cheng Muxin's face did not show any relief, he was gloomy and raised his mobile phone, and Suo Suo straightened up his right cheek......

"Is your face?" Han Meimei almost burst out laughing, this Chen Muxin must be crazy, "Isn't this of yours a birthmark?" With your rich second generation, you can go to Korea for plastic surgery, and now there is no shame in men's plastic surgery, you see those Internet celebrity faces, all of them have more delicate facial features than women, and the word 'pseudo-mother' is outdated!"

Cheng Muxin didn't explain, but just reversed the position, facing Han Meimei, he propped his arms on the table, and compared Han Meimei up and down seriously, Han Meimei panicked again: "Cheng Muxin, ......are you a goddess?"

She spat and said, "But whether you are a goddess or not, what does it have to do with me, you arrested me in the middle of the night, and you didn't want to woo me." Are you sick?

Cheng Muxin didn't say anything, and the figure continued to retreat;

On the projection screen in the back, one picture after another continues.

The pattern on the rock wall continues to extend, with a seed with a red, crumpled skin, a second picture of the seed germinating, and a third picture of the seed blooming but no leaves...... Flowers are like chrysanthemums, inextricably linked, clumps, clusters. Then, the middle sand and gravel were artificially eroded, and a large piece of it was blank......

Touching the stone that seemed to have been peeled off by the fire of a knife, I continued to walk forward, and finally the picture appeared again.

The old priest was tinkering in a stone mortar, and in the gap of the stone mortar, a blood-red liquid flowed, and the red moon hung high, and the old priest raised his palm, and in the palm of his hand was a bottle with a thin neck, and the red liquid in the bottle dropped drop by drop on the grass and flowers, and the grass and flowers withered and withered, and then, people, there was no one left.

"People, tens of thousands of heads, arms, legs...... Tumbling on the ground...... And the expression on each head is obsessed and intoxicated...... Demon Sheep - Zombies, Zombies for All ......"

Mu Xin's voice sounded, immersed in old age.

Those clusters of bright red are very strange, and the other petroglyphs are completely the true color of sand and stone, and these places are obviously deliberately emphasized by the author. The old priest's face was turquoise, a mineral that was somewhere between bright blue and pinkish purple.

"Bang ......", Han Meimei was terrified, and when she raised her hand to look again, the mobile phone, together with the tablet computer used to take pictures, tossed and turned on the ground, a few back and forth, an orange-white light flashed for a long time before it stopped, and there were several loud echoes.

"Pounce...... Whoop...... Whew-"

"Hehe, Cheng Muxin, you really have a lot of money, burn it. I've watched too many American dramas, and I'm a silly girl singing "Train to Busan" here, or let's study a script and shoot a zombie-themed TV series, which will definitely surpass "The Three-Body Problem", I heard that "The Three-Body Problem" has died, and Wu Jing filmed "The Wandering Earth" with zero pay......"

Well, these movies and TV series or something, Han Meimei is not an expert, but this topic has obviously entered her own range of expertise.

She gushed endlessly, and even spewed out spittle, and her mouth was like a river. pressed Cheng Muxin on the chair he was sitting on.

She said: "Cheng Shuai, don't think that if you bring an American, you can fool Miss Ben." Damn, I'll be honest with you, I'll fool you both alone. Come on, come on, if I hadn't come in a hurry, ppT, photos or something, it wouldn't be a thing, I can give you a copy or something first!"

The two big eyes stared, and Miguel shrugged his shoulders in a gesture of powerlessness.

Cheng Muxin simply hugged his head.

Han Meimei frowned, carefully sorted out the matter over and over again, and still shook her head, not making a movie, there is only one possibility, that is, the two of them are liars.

A scam that I haven't figured out for a while.

Okay, it's best to have a showdown by yourself first: "Two, I don't care what you two are, pyramid schemers, borrowing womb to give birth, or viruses such as panda burning incense, or else, it's the current stock market downturn, you are illegally raising funds, I rely on, it doesn't seem right, you two won't be drugged on the check for my mother!"

Han Meimei kicked out without a shadow, flew out and kicked over the table directly, the original papers and photos on the table, like a goddess scattering flowers, flew out first, then folded back, and then scattered to the ground.

In one of the photos, the sharp corner cut Cheng Muxin's face......

He was completely defenseless in a few times, and saw that Han Meimei picked up his own things on the ground, opened the door, and was about to leave, paused to the door, and stacked a sentence: "Yu Jizi didn't tell you, am I the top student of our Lingchuan No. 2 Middle School!"

"Xueba?"

"With your Cheng Muxin's hard work, you are only worthy of lifting my shoes back then. Damn, the fish muscle is poor and crazy, and he has deceived the old lady and deceived him...... Kill your relatives, I'm damn it, bass and a cent! You're crazy, let's be lewd!"