The whole empire is watching my live broadcast of Tomb Raiding [Interstellar]

As the rain gradually subsided, the waiter brought hot drinks to the two people by the window, and took away the empty cups by the way.

Shi Qianjin was not interrupted by the waiter's movements, and continued unaffected at all: "The Yujiao Shenmu is regarded as a sacred object by the Wang tribe, and they make special offerings to the 'gods' who occupy the top of the tree, so as to Seek to obtain eyes that are not afraid of light, nor of darkness."

He drew another picture on the laptop screen - a black box, engraved with three snakes coiled in a spiral pattern on the top, and two hinge-like things on the back.

When Qianjin was about to continue, she caught Song Zheng's slightly confused eyes from the corner of her eye, and couldn't help frowning: "Is Mr. Song listening to me?"

Song Zheng sat upright, seemingly meticulous, but his expression gave people a feeling of being out of the sky.

He heard the words and said, "Of course, I didn't miss a single word."

"Really?" Shi Qianjin didn't believe it, "Then what did I say?"

"You said," Song Zheng smiled even more, with a hint of cunning, "Song Zheng, this bastard, kept me waiting for so long, why didn't you invite me to dinner to apologize?"

Shi Qianjin's lips moved, she really wanted to scold this scoundrel severely - how did he see what he was thinking? !

Song Zheng understood the principle of accepting as soon as he sees something good, restrained his sloppy breath and said, "This box is a sacrificial offering made by the Wang clan?"

"No," Shi Qianjin also switched back to the 'Historian' status in a timely manner, "This box is a container for offerings."

The Wang people put the newborn babies in boxes and sealed them so that they could grow up in such a special environment. Those who died within ten years would be sacrificed to the sojourner gods on the Yujing Sacred Tree, and those who survived of--

"Those who have lived in the boxes for ten years will be enshrined." Shi Qianjin took a sip of the fragrant black tea and made an unappreciative expression. "These boxes are filled with evil souls, and the boxes themselves will also be enshrined." This evil energy infects the demon box, which is said to symbolize the boundary between yin and yang, and the people inside have transcended life and death."

Shi Qianjin paused for a moment: "The records about the Wang family scorpion have been subjectively exaggerated with too much mythological color, which is the reason why unofficial history is not popular. Many things are groundless and rely entirely on imagination."

Song Zheng nodded in agreement: "Those babies are placed in sealed boxes. How do they breathe and eat? These things really cannot withstand scrutiny."

"However," Song Zheng suddenly changed the topic, "Many ancient legends full of mystery actually have real sources, but because they have disappeared in the long history, modern people have no way to study them."

Shi Qianjin pondered: "The Wang family has lived underground for generations, and some of their senses have degenerated. They can move to the ground. Why should they place their hopes on fictional gods? They also spent a lot of trouble and sacrificed their own next generation as sacrifices." .”

Song Zheng said leisurely: "It is difficult for human beings to change the traditions passed down from generation to generation, whether it is concepts or ways of living. Take us as an example, even if millions of years have passed, the way our ancestors judged danger signals has changed. It became an intuition, imprinted in our DNA."

As a historical person, Shi Qianjin still agrees with these words very much, but it is more difficult to get him to say the words "you are right" directly.

He smiled indifferently, and said: "Maybe this is the reason why the Wang clan finally perished."

The Wang family did not leave too many traces in history. In the short records, it disappeared suddenly like a note that stopped abruptly. Later researchers speculated that it might be due to natural disasters—such as a The earthquake buried them all in the ground, perhaps it was a man-made disaster—the ethnic groups that maintained their primitive living habits had no ability to resist in the face of foreign invaders, and were massacred and exterminated.

Of course, the poor reproductive ability and the constant newborn babies being sacrificed are also one of the reasons for the underpopulation.

"What do you want to eat?" Song Zheng looked at the time, "Leave here and eat somewhere else?"

Shi Qianjin smiled disdainfully: "Did I ever agree to have dinner with you?"

Song Zheng: "But you didn't refuse either."

Shi Qianjin snorted, and reluctantly said, "Just try the dinner at your Zhengtu cafeteria."

Hearing that the high-end restaurant was dismissed as a "canteen", Song Zheng couldn't help being happy, raised his hand to signal the waiter to come over, and recommended a few signature dishes for Shi Qianjin.

After the two ordered, Song Zheng said, "Then, the last monarch of Nanfeng Kingdom mentioned at the beginning, he is also a half-Wang clansman. Is there any interesting story about him?"

Shi Qianjin shook her head: "I don't know, this regime has also been submerged in the torrent of history, turning into one of countless gravels, leaving almost no trace. There is only one very old paper with low academic value, in which When analyzing those ethnic groups and regimes other than those recorded by various families during the Five Hu and Sixteen Kingdoms period, Nanfeng was briefly mentioned."

The half-rare veal steak was brought up, Song Zheng made a gesture of invitation, Shi Qianjin held up the knife and fork, and put down his hand when the knife was dropped, restraining the eager appetite, insisting on doing something for his own discussion the end-

"This involves another forgotten country. Nanfeng was defeated in the war and became a vassal state of another country. In addition to bowing his head and paying tribute to it, the monarch of Nanfeng was also summoned to the country, He was forced to accept the title. However, this did not allow him to live a peaceful life, and he was eventually murdered in a foreign land, in the imperial palace called Zhaoguo."

The rain was pattering outside the window, and the rain was getting weaker and darker. Layers of dark clouds seemed to be tired of the sky of the capital, and they rushed thousands of miles away impatiently, covered in dust and dust, covering the sunset of Bifang Town.

The light in the ward dimmed, and Su Teng told the story of the past in a deep voice.

Although it was not until then that my grandfather discovered the abnormality of the eyes, in fact, the change had already started invisibly before the second pupil was born.

Su Teng: "He began to feel uncomfortable with the strong light, but became more sensitive in the dark. This situation disturbed my grandmother. At her insistence, my grandfather went to the hospital for an examination, but the results showed that there was no abnormality. , in the face of this situation, we had no choice but to go with it.”

"It wasn't until after my mother was born that they discovered that she was born with double pupils. My grandfather gradually started to worry, suspecting that this mutation had affected his genes. He carefully recalled when his eyes began to appear. , and finally remembered that 'stone'."

He recalled his abnormal vision, and realized that he had been affected the moment he got the stone.

Finally hearing the critical moment, Du Leding nodded, and couldn't help but peel another orange to add to the fun.

"Grandpa found the 'stone' and carried out testing and analysis. It turned out that it was not a stone at all." Su Teng frowned slightly, and continued after a moment of silence, "It's human eyeballs, which have become fossils."

The orange petals that Du Leding sent to his mouth stagnated in the air, and he said dumbfounded: "The eyeball? The circle on it is..."

"Pupils," Su Teng turned to Du Leding and said in a deep voice, "two pupils."

"Continue, don't stop." Du Leding looked nervous, and couldn't eat the orange anymore, so he threw it on the bedside table.

Su Teng satisfied Du Le Ding's "don't stop" demand: "What's even more weird is that as soon as this eyeball is touched, red liquid will continue to ooze out, just like blood."

Du Le Ding said in shock: "This thing is too evil, you shouldn't keep it. What happened to your grandfather later?"

"In the first few years, nothing happened to my grandpa." Su Teng's eyes suddenly became frozen, as if he couldn't bear the burden of memories, and he couldn't lift it up. Worries and worries have finally become reality."

Just like a prisoner who was sentenced to death and suspended execution, in the long and exhausting wait, the final execution was ushered in.

"My grandfather's eyes, like the cursed eyeball, began to bleed and tear. He couldn't bear to look at the horror. But in the end, he couldn't even look at it."

"..." Du Le Ding opened his mouth and asked in surprise, "He can't see anything?"

Su Teng nodded slowly.

Du Leding hesitated for a moment: "What about your mother, wasn't she born with double pupils, did she have the same situation as your grandfather later?"

Su Teng shook his head again.

Du Leding breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

When he was a child, he was surrounded by children born with disabilities who were abandoned in orphanages, including himself.Except for those with disabled limbs and limited mobility, both he and Shen Yu feel that blindness is the most pitiful thing.

The world is so big, full of vivid and bright colors, whether it is beautiful or ugly, if you have not seen it with your own eyes, how boring it would be to live in darkness from beginning to end.

It's a pity to be born like this, because I haven't seen it before, and I don't know how magnificent the world is. Everything is based on imagination, and it's okay to live in my own dark world.And those who have seen the magnificence of the world and then become blind are more pitiful in their hearts.

Gained and then lost is always more painful than never.

An explorer like Su Teng's grandfather must have traveled all over the world, famous mountains and rivers, and seen all the places of interest. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the world is suddenly dark. How panic and despair he must be in his heart.

Just when he was glad that Su Teng had escaped, he heard Su Teng say, "I don't know what my mother's eyes look like."

Du Leding was stunned, and asked inexplicably, "What do you mean, you don't live together?"

"I've never seen her before," Su Teng said flatly, "My birthday is the day of her death."

He narrated the objective facts in a straightforward manner, and it seemed that he never had any regrets or longings for it.But Du Leding could feel the irreparable shortcomings under this calmness.He pursed his lips, suddenly didn't know how to answer the topic in this situation.

He once thought that Su Teng was living the life that countless people dreamed of, growing up into such a nearly perfect male god without any regrets. Now it seems that there is no so-called "complete" person in this world, and anyone's life They all have gaps, but the size and shape of the gaps are different.

Du Leding didn't have any experience in comforting others, and his own situation was even worse, so he patted Su Teng's shoulder very unskillfully: "At least you still have a powerful father. Won without being born."

Unexpectedly, his words not only had no effect at all, but touched the minefield again.Su Teng's eyes suddenly turned cold, but his expression was very calm.However, this depressive calm seems to Du Leding to be almost crazy, even more so than when genetic modification was mentioned.

The dark clouds that covered the sun continued their journey indefinitely, and the sun that had been concealed finally showed its face, casting a tired and weak light.

The shadow on Su Teng's face was lazily pushed away by a few rays of sunlight, and the ice scum in the corner of his eyes gradually melted away.He looked out of the window and said, "Before my mother died, her eyes didn't show up. If she was still alive, she would probably be the same as my grandfather."

He didn't continue talking, but Du Le Ding knew that he was suspecting that one day he would lose his light amidst the blood and tears.

Waiting is the most anxious thing, no matter whether the result of waiting will happen or not.It often comes suddenly, people are caught off guard, or like waiting for Godot, this process itself is already the greatest torture and pain.

Du Leding was very practical, and he didn't indulge too much in the sudden dark emotions. Since anything has happened, the most important thing is to find a solution.He said to Su Teng: "Where did your grandfather find that eyeball? If you know the origin, maybe you can find a solution."

"I don't know." With one sentence, Su Teng overturned Du Leding's plan that had just started to make a fool of himself.

Du Leding was momentarily at a loss for words: "Didn't your grandfather tell you about it?"

Su Teng didn't answer directly, but said lightly, "When I saw the wooden board on the wall of the stone chamber in the ancient tomb of Wushan, I remembered that eyeball."

"Ah, that's right," Du Le Ding suddenly remembered something, slapped his thigh and said, "The source of that eyeball probably comes from those 'crypt dwellers'."

He carefully recalled the situation in the petroglyphs, and speculated: "The crypt dwellers prayed and sacrificed to the 'Tree of Double Eyes', probably in order to obtain the offspring with double eyes, and they are just like you. Seeing things in absolute darkness."

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help but move closer to Su Teng: "Think about it, those people who live underground must have an inexplicable sense of awe for the eyes that can see things in the dark, so the murals are full of people. The scene with the child is so lively."

The Tree of Double Pupils, the Crypt Dwellers, the Ancient Tomb of Wushan, and the Kingdom of Zhao... are linked together by an invisible thread, and as long as one of the links is untied, there will be a breakthrough.

After waking up for so long, Du Leding remembered what he had taken out of the coffin box, and hurriedly said, "Who took that box?!"

"At Zhou Ruxu's place." Su Teng replied.

Du Leding breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go and study it later to see what's inside. Don't worry, you won't be blind."

This straightforward and low-level consolation is already the result of Du Leding's best efforts.

Su Teng smiled knowingly: "Are you worried about me?"

"You've helped me so much," Du Leding rubbed the tip of his nose, "It's only right for me to repay you."

Su Teng: "You hugged me when you escaped from the Giant Belly Mountain."

The preface didn't match the postscript, Du Leding didn't know what he was going to say, nodded hesitantly and said: "Yes... ah, how can we fly together without holding you!"

Su Teng opened his arms and rolled his eyes with a smile: "Then how about I 'hug' you back now?"

Sometimes, Du Leding felt that Su Teng was often immature in front of him.He couldn't help but want to tease a few words: "I want my uncle to hug you, how can there be such a good thing..."

As soon as he started complaining, he was interrupted by a knock on the door. He poked his head in from the door, and Su Teng's expression instantly switched to a facial paralysis mode. Never blown on his face.

"I heard Snow said that you are here," said the person who entered the door, "Ding Ding, I have something for you..."

Before Du Leding could react, another one squeezed in from the door, shouting, "Ding Ding, you have to help me!"