Bai Lang had long heard that cheetahs could be domesticated. He thought that this old man might be like a dog, keeping this cheetah by his side.

After a while, the old man invited Shirarou into the cave. It was a natural cave with a lot of hay spread on the ground, and the hay was covered with a layer of antelope skin.

Shirahiro guessed that the old man might have survived on antelopes caught by cheetahs.

In the recess of the stone wall, there are items that seem to be food, and clay pots and jars. There was also a wooden table leaning against the stone wall, and on the table was a small clay box with some antelope oil in it, probably a lamp.

Bai Lang inquired about the old man's background, but the old man didn't say anything.

On the afternoon of the third day, the old man walked back to the cave with the cheetah, and his face was very pale.

"What happened?"

"Bitten by a poisonous snake."

As he spoke, the old man pointed to the wound on his leg.

Bai Lang immediately found a knife, cut open the wound on the old man's left leg, first squeezed out the poisonous blood, and then applied some medicine to it, which were the juice of the herbs that the old man had prepared a long time ago.

However, the old man showed no signs of improvement.

"In my opinion, there is no cure, and I can only go to see Hades." The old man lay on a bed of hay and antelope skin, panting and saying, "Oh my God, I don't want to die, I have a sacred mission, a very great research work, and I must complete it!" I also longed to see my wife and daughter. I really don't want to die before I can achieve these two things. When I die, who will be able to complete my research? There's no one to take over the job! ”

"What exactly are you working on?"

After hearing Bai Lang's question, the old man pointed to the depression in the stone wall and said, "Go over and bring me the bag." ”

It was a bag made of antelope skin, very crudely handmade, and it contained a large pile of diaries.

The old man stretched out his trembling hands, pulled out one of them, and took out a piece of brown leather paper that had faded into it.

"It's a record, it's about an ancient kingdom of West Asia." The old man said.

On vellum paper, it's all written with blue dye. However, it was definitely not a word, but a very bizarre line of graphics.

This is very similar to the hieroglyphs of Egypt, but it is definitely not, but the script of a very powerful West Asian kingdom in ancient times in the upper reaches of the Jamon-Tibetan and Portuguese rivers. I have been studying this kind of writing for a long time.

"At the beginning, in order to investigate the situation of the expeditionary force, I deliberately went to the Holy Land of West Asia. There, by a very fortuitous chance, I got this piece of paper full of figures. I was very interested in it, so I went out of my way to study the figures.

"Therefore, I put aside my research on the expeditionary force for the time being, because I believe that the historical significance of studying the expeditionary force is far less valuable than the study of these words. Since these hieroglyphs are very similar to Egyptian hieroglyphs, I studied them in depth using Egyptian scripts as the bottom. Gradually, I figured out the content of the words. ”

"So, you've figured out the words and their meanings?" Bai Lang asked.

"I already know the general meaning, but it seems that there is a strange riddle hidden in this text."

The old man, with his trembling hand, pointed to the words that seemed to be graphic, and said, "I can read it to you...... Buried on the south side of the huge rock with a human face and a lion is the secret treasure of the king. The devil god with the body and feet of an antelope, and when the gaze of his six eyes was condensed at one point, a thin and long serpent crawled out of the eyes of the dead man's skeleton...... By then...... That's what it means. ”

The old man read down sentence by sentence, and on Bai Lang's cheeks, the red light of excitement slowly burned. It turned out that he had already seen these sentences from the ancient Mongolian text that the old man Qi Nan gave him.

It can be inferred from this that the strange graphic text on this page mastered by this old man must be the original version of the ancient Mongolian script. Bai Lang was extremely excited, and his heart was beating wildly

Then he told the old man about it, and showed him the parchment. The old man looked at it carefully, and was so amazed that he couldn't even say a word. After a long time, he picked up the parchment again and read the ancient Mongolian text on it two or three times:

From this point of view, my graphic text is indeed the original text of this ancient Mongolian text. Where did you get this ancient Mongolian text?"

The old man's voice trembled from excitement.

After some time, the old man said in the tone of a historian:

According to my analysis, the human-faced sphinx mentioned in this text must be in the case of the stone statues of the pyramids. However, the following text cannot be understood, and besides, even if the whole meaning of this text is clearly explained, who knows if there is another text that follows?"

"Probably this one."

Shiraro took out the ancient parchment he had found in the black parchment and handed it to the old man.

The old man took it and repeated it two or three times: "That's it, that's it." ”

The ancient Mongolian characters on that ancient parchment paper mean something like this:

The vultures flew out of the red diamond eyes and soared into the sky, relying on the power of the copper ring in its mouth, and the secret treasure was spat out from the rock.

Eight thousand years later, the bronze gate would be opened by the white queen herself.

The descendants of the serpent who approach the Holy Land will be cursed.

These are indeed incomprehensible words, and they seem to be foolish dreams.

Bai Lang read these two ancient Mongolian texts several times, made a detailed comparison, and pondered for a while. Suddenly he understood: "I'm sure there must be a lot of these strange words on the one that Qiu Laohu occupies. He himself said that he had found it from a sutra with a black sheepskin cover, and that he had stolen it from the doctor's wife. ”

Thinking of this, he seemed to remember one more thing.

Shi Lili's husband, Dr. Zhong...... Is this the old man? It is said that he was an expert in history and went to the Holy Land to investigate the situation of the expeditionary force. …… However, that doctor should not be so old! ”

Out of an abundance of caution, he asked:

"Excuse me, old man, do you know Dr. Chung?"

The old man said, "Why do you ask him?" I am! ”

"Are you Guigeng?"

"Do you think I'm old? In terms of age, I was only 46 years old, but because of my poor physique and the fact that I always lived on the dividing line between life and death, I grew old like this. But, I have to ask, which one are you?"