Funeral customization, let you have a mysterious past

Chapter 46 Mysterious 777 rounds
This golden page had some strange symbols and patterns on it. Lin Lan looked at it and found that she couldn't understand it.

"This thing should have the same function as the buff of the halo buff, so just hang me in the office, so that the IQ of the students in this vocational school can also be boosted?" Lin Lan was overjoyed, stood up and hung the aura on the wall. The peony figure with the glass frame was taken down.

Then slipped the golden page through the crack of the glass frame, and slipped in. Lin Lan carefully hung up the picture of peonies again.

Then a light flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself that it was time to settle Wu Gui's account, and I will run this vocational school in the future.

With such a heaven-defying treasure, my school is afraid that it will not be able to produce elite students with both good character and learning?
Huaxia, the imperial capital.

There were several mysterious people sitting in the huge meeting room, and a man in black walked in after a while.

Holding a rectangular box in his hand.

"Huh? Didn't we adjourn the meeting? What is this?" An elderly man yawned, stretched his arms outwards, and stretched himself.

"Old Fei! Don't leave in a hurry. Do you still remember the innate vision I told you last time?" The man in black carefully moved the rectangular box onto the table.

A group of people looked at the rectangular box curiously, wondering what could be inside it?
"What natural phenomenon? Why don't I have any impression?" The old man called Lao Fei rubbed his temples and said.

The man in black couldn't help but be a little speechless by this old man's forgetfulness. How long has it been since this incident, and you have forgotten it?
"It's the incident that I reported to you at the end of last month!" The man in black rolled his eyes and said.

"He meant that at the end of last month, a large number of sunspots appeared frequently on the surface of the sun, right?" a member of the organization seated reminded Fei Lao.

Before Lao Fei could speak, the man in black slapped the table and praised: "Xiao Cui has a good memory!"

Seeing everyone, the man in black probably knew what he was going to say next, so he slowed down and said, "At the end of last month, a strange thing happened in a place called Haibin City in China!"

"What strange thing?" the old man named Fei Lao asked curiously.

"Wait a minute, I can't explain it for a while, let me show you this antique!" The man in black opened the box on the table.

Inside the box lies a tower-shaped object.

"Is this the nine-story demon tower recorded in the legendary Loulan civilization history book?" the knowledgeable old Fei immediately shrank his pupils and said in shock.

Then quickly take this tower-shaped object in your hand and play with it.

"Where did you get this thing? The carving of the alien beast pattern on it is extremely exquisite, and it's very valuable!" Seeing Lao Fei's shocked expression, Xiao Cui knew that this thing was not simple.

Because there are few things and things that can make Gujing calm, the well-informed old Fei is so nervous.

"I persuaded those people in a local Xiao Group family to hand over this nine-story demon tower. This is not the point. The point is that it is said that this thing was sent by a mysterious Taoist when he attended the funeral of their chairman. Funeral objects, and this chairman is secretly a writer, and may also be a legendary ancient warrior or cultivator!" The man in black spoke out the speculation and confusion in his heart in one go.

"Haha, are you joking? Forget about ancient warriors, why do you even believe that cultivators may exist?" Xiao Cui couldn't help being amused by the man in black's words.

"I'm just talking casually. This kind of thing that has no real evidence is just for fun. This nine-story demon tower was posted on the Internet by a kid from the Xiao family to show off, and it was discovered by relevant ancient history researchers." The man in black added. It seems to explain.

When Lao Fei heard this, it turned out to be the case, and he couldn't help raising his head and Zou Mei said: "The deceased with the surname Xiao you mentioned couldn't be the pioneer of that genre of adventure novels, right? This thing and the nine-layer demon described in his novel The tower is a bit similar, but if you look closely, there are still many differences, it should be just a coincidence."

The man in black didn't expect to be guessed by Mr. Fei before he finished telling the whole story. Mr. Fei was really smart.

"You guessed right!" The man in black gave a thumbs up.

And thinking that they have an elite like Mr. Fei who is hotter than Jiang in Game 777, it is hard not to achieve a big career.

"I only thought of it when I saw a lot of people discussing and studying that literary work when there was a sudden surge of enthusiasm for cave exploration and adventure culture on the Internet a while ago." Lao Fei said very modestly.

Sure enough, a real master always has a humble heart, and Mr. Fei has the attitude of a master and a wise old man.

"Interesting, I'll study it some other day, maybe I can find something strange in it, by the way, is there any connection between the sunspots you just mentioned and this matter?" Xiao Cui echoed.

Xiao Cui only remembers that one day at the end of the month, scientists and high-level officials all over the world panicked, and only ordinary people did not know how thrilling and exciting this day was.

That day, tens of thousands of active sunspots suddenly appeared on the surface of the sun. Everyone sitting in the observatory thought that the sun was going to go out and human civilization was coming to an end, but the sun returned to its original state.

Until now, all scientists have not figured out what caused this phenomenon.

Anyway, fortunately, the sun is safe and sound. It would be a terrible thing for human civilization to lose the sun. After all, Blue Star's current level of technology is not enough to allow human civilization to continue without the sun.

"I think these two things may be related!" The man in black pressed his hands on a corner of the table and said emotionally.

Everyone couldn't help thinking that this guy might be a workaholic, so he didn't rest for a long time and his brain was broken.

Even Lao Fei who was at the side felt that this little Gu was a bit out of touch and kept dying.

"Little Gu! You haven't taken annual leave since you came to Bureau 777. I'll apply to the higher-ups some other day to let you take a long vacation. You should go on a trip and relax. Young people should go out more often. Look at this How wonderful is the colorful world, instead of being smoothed by life!" Fei Lao gently put down the priceless antique craft of the nine-story demon pagoda in his hand, and then said earnestly.

"You all think I'm joking?" Gu Yi didn't expect these people to think that his guess was a fantasy.

"Otherwise? Do you think that the death of an ordinary person who is an old Dong on the surface, but secretly a great writer who likes outdoor adventure culture, can be related to astronomical phenomena? Stop teasing us!" Xiao Cui couldn't help but strike.

He couldn't help thinking that today he finally had a chance to suppress a wave of Gu Yi.

"Okay! If you don't believe me, I will investigate by myself. I always feel that this phenomenon has something to do with this person's death." Gu Yi said unwillingly.

At a young age, he was able to hold a core position in Bureau 777, all thanks to his keen intuition and eyes good at spotting clues.

"Okay, go if you like, I'll treat you as a holiday, remember to hand over this antique to the Imperial Capital Museum before you leave." Old Fei chuckled lightly, shook his head, pointed at the tower on the table, and said softly.

Gu Yi knew that these people still refused to trust his abilities.

He couldn't help but wonder how many results he would have to discover before these people would admit that he was as powerful as the legendary Sherlock Holmes.

Gu Yi, who was not recognized, packed the antiques into a box, and then slammed the door and walked out.

A lot of laughter came from behind.

(End of this chapter)