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Shocked, Yan Ji broke free from the dream.

The sun shines through the curtains, shining brightly.

She was still dizzy, and the fragmented memories in her mind formed a kaleidoscope, turning round and round like a revolving lantern, weaving a story that seemed familiar but not true.

"Yan, lamp?"

A low, inaudible sound escaped from Yan Ji's throat, his expression hesitant and dazed.Everything in the dream is vivid in her mind, she doesn't know if it's true or not, or it's just because she saw watermelon rinds in the trash can, she ate fried ham sausage in front of Yan Deng, and she always felt that Yan Deng swiped her finger. write...

The movement outside the door awakened the confused Yan Ji, her gaze was fixed on the twisted door lock, and the person pushing the door made her heart sink in astonishment.

Ji Bao sat in a wheelchair and was pushed by Xi Feilan to Yan Ji's bedside.She was still wearing a large cashmere shawl, and she was still so petite and thin, but the melancholy between her brows dissipated slightly, and her complexion improved.

When Yan Ji saw Ji Bao for the second time, his mood was quite different. He suddenly understood Ji Bao. Even though she didn't know the story of the great chairman, the fragility of life and the impermanence of fate were enough to make all the victims Those who are sick are sympathetic to each other.

Ji Bao waited for Xi Feilan to adjust the bedside stand for Yan Ji and leave before he said: "It's all taken care of."

Yan Ji's nose was sour, and various memories flooded her heart. She thought of the dead body in Lincoln's car, the unfinished building, the gunshots and the cruel truth, and she still remembered running home desperately. It was dark and raining heavily... … Director Ji’s affairs have been dealt with, whether it’s those things, those people, or those corpses.

Yan Ji's tears couldn't stop flowing out, she hurriedly covered her eyes, and reached out to take out the tissue: "Sorry, I..."

"No need to apologize." Ji Bao held up the small wooden box around his neck, and smiled wryly in relief, "Those sudden partings always catch people off guard. I know, you are sad, and so am I."

Life is the most desperate, and the carefully treasured destiny gift box is full of sadness when opened.

Yan Ji wiped away tears, his voice choked up: "Ji Dong, I, my mother..."

"Condolences."

Tears welled up in his eyes again, Yan Ji could no longer suppress the grief in his heart, and broke down in sobs for a while.She was so sad, her life, her mother, her teacher, everything she had, everything she cherished, was lost in a short period of time and could never be found again.

Hearing the low cry, Ji Bao seemed to see himself in such despair back then.

Friends, love, relatives, health...

Fate is as generous as it is cruel.

She obviously did nothing wrong, and she loves everyone and the world so sincerely.

Yan Ji wiped away tears and took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, Director Ji, I want to visit my mother and... teacher."

Ji Bao told her: "Not now, we have to wait."

Yan Ji bit his lower lip and nodded.She understood that the police must have been involved in such a big matter.I'm afraid an autopsy will be required.

Seeing her red-eyed and bowing her head silently, Ji Bao found a topic: "The person who took you to the hospital claimed to be Tan Renwen, do you know him?"

Yan Ji had never heard of this name before, and shook his head.For some unknown reason, her memories of the last night were very fragmented, and even thinking about all the things that happened recently, her memories were a little chaotic and upside down.There may be too many changes, and the brain instinctively refuses to recall.

After a moment of silence, Yan Ji suddenly raised his head and asked hoarsely, "Dong Ji, what do you want from me?"

Ji Bao pointed to the warm water on the bedside.

Yan Ji drank half a cup in a small sip, then looked up at Ji Bao.

Ji Bao smiled, and when she smiled, she returned to the forever 16-year-old girl in the photo, wearing a mint green dress, a shirt with an ingot collar, and sunglasses hanging from the neckline.

She took out a piece of paper from her pocket, which was Zhang Gonghe's torn page from Volume [-] of "Annotations to Selected Works". It was folded squarely, and one corner was stained with blood.

Ji Bao pinched the four corners of the paper with his fingertips, and never unfolded it: "I was thinking whether to tell you. If I don't tell you, it seems that no one can tell it, and all the stories will disappear. But Zhang Gong and the Taihu Duzi .”

Speaking of protecting the calf, she smiled again,

Yan Ji understood that the teacher didn't want to involve himself in any danger.But now that I am in deep trouble, why not listen to a few more words: "Can you talk to me? I want to hear it."

Ji Bao rested his head on the back of the wheelchair, with a sense of relief on his face: "If you think about it carefully, it's not a long time ago, but it seems like several lifetimes in the past."

Yan Ji listened intently, and was gradually attracted by that legendary story.

The urban elite suffering from a family hereditary disease, the mysterious girl with a mysterious background, the money-greeding foreign youth, the heroic old man guide, from Bashu to the Western Regions, from the cave of the Yuren to the Kunlun Mountain of the Queen Mother of the West... Mountain monkeys, worms, earth Creatures, gangsters, drug lords, tomb robbers, poachers, Japanese, and many other forces appear in turn, and the battle of wits and courage is wonderful.

After hearing this, Yan Ji sighed: "The sky is big and the earth is big, there are all kinds of wonders, and life is more exciting than the stories in the movies." She pulled the corners of her mouth, but after all, she couldn't make a smile.

"If it ended here, it would probably be a beautiful adventure story. I wanted to find a film and television company to shoot it." Ji Bao took the teacup handed over by Yan Ji, "It's just who would have thought of it, no one would have thought of it."

Ji Bao moistened his mouth: "Later, my adoptive father was seriously ill, and we went back to western Sichuan together. It was considered a Tibetan area, and the scenic spot run by my adoptive father was connected to a trumpet temple, which was weird. At that time, we were young, reckless, and not afraid of anything. We I went through the customs all the way to the end, and I was stabbed by a poisoned vajra prong."

Ji Bao nodded his shoulder.

Yan Ji suddenly thought of Yan Deng.She glanced casually at that time and saw a dark spot near Yan Deng's collarbone. She thought it was a tattoo or a birthmark. Now that she thinks about it, could it be the seed planted by the mentor? !

Yan Ji couldn't help shivering, and swallowed the words again.She guessed that Ji Bao didn't know where Yan Deng was going, maybe Yan Deng had already returned to Cornwall.After all, besides Onegin and Faith, isn't there Walter?Yan Deng probably went back to kill him.

Thinking of this, Yan Ji felt a little relieved.

Ji Bao didn't notice the change in Yan Ji's expression, and was immersed in memories: "Not long after I was stabbed, I fell into a coma. When I woke up, it was like my soul was locked in a small dark room. I could hear the voices outside, but how could I call out to those outside?" No one could hear. I heard them say they were going to find San Mu Mandou, only he could save me."

Yan Ji's eyes fell on the small black wooden box on Ji Bao's chest.

Ji Bao hugged the wooden box as if keeping warm: "That's it, Shengmu Mandui can bear the aura and gather the soul."

After experiencing all kinds of things, Yan Ji already believed that these stories like Arabian Nights were not false, she suddenly trembled in her heart, and thought involuntarily: Maybe it can be saved, teacher, mother, can come back to life!

Ji Bao raised his head and looked at Yan Ji with compassion: "If I knew what happened later, I really wanted to die right then."

Yan Ji was startled suddenly, and the frenzy in his eyes gradually receded.

Ji Bao continued: "At that time, we had contact with the mentor several times, but we didn't know his purpose, and we didn't tear ourselves apart. We only knew that he fought fiercely with a man named Xu Tianfu, and the specific reason is unknown.

At that time, Xu Tianfu asked my friend to find the Great Yuan Treasure, and the instructor also wanted it, and they all gave news that Genghis Khan's single wooden coffin was made of holy wood Mandui.My friends were very capable and found that tomb.But that was just Genghis Khan's tomb, my friend was in front of the mine, and the mentor and Xu Tianfu's subordinates were picking up the bargain in the back.Mentor's men got the key to open the real Genghis Khan's tomb.

At that time, my body was already very weak, and the feeling that the oxygen in the small dark room was about to disappear was very uncomfortable, Jimo... My boyfriend used a secret technique to wake me up. "

Ji Bao calmed down and sighed softly: "That kind of secret technique is extremely harmful. The scientific saying is that the nervous system is traumatized. The feudal saying is that the three souls are weak, the seven souls are unstable, and they will live well in a few days. Shengmuman Dui is a fetish for calming the soul, so I still need it.

At that time, I didn't want to bother my friend anymore. It was a bit embarrassing to say it. We had conflicts and there was a gap in our hearts, so Jimo and I organized people to prepare to go by ourselves.As a result, something happened between Zhang Gong and Zai Mongolia. "

Yan Ji was shocked, Ji Bao's voice could no longer be heard in his ears, only the teacher's gentle relief——

"...Don't worry, the teacher will be fine. When I was in danger in Outer Mongolia, my friend wove a long life thread for me, lit a seven-star lamp, and continued my life for twelve years. I haven't lived yet..."

After being stunned for a moment, Yan Ji came back to her senses. She bit the tip of her tongue and forced herself to turn her attention to the story Ji Bao told.

"In order to save Zhang Gongyu, my two friends also went to Outer Mongolia. Anyway, we finally found Genghis Khan's tomb after going through various dangers. In fact, Xu Tianfu set up a trap through Genghis Khan's tomb. .What the mentor really wants is not the treasure of the big yuan, nor the holy wooden Mandui, but the Jiuding in the tomb of Genghis Khan. Many people died, and none of the tenths survived."

Ji Bao avoided the sad things that he didn't want to mention, and continued: "I survived by luck, and there is Shengmu Mandui, just hanging half dead. Until one day, my friend suddenly came back to life. She was in In the tomb of Genghis Khan, holding a gun and dying with his mentor, he survived. Do you understand how I felt at that time?"

Yan Ji nodded.

Ji Bao smiled wryly: "I'm like possessed by a demon, thinking that it can be redeemed. If she can come back from the dead, Jimo should be able to come back to life too. So I asked my friends and begged them."

"They disagree, because the Jiuding is too important and dangerous, and every time it is used, it will bring uncontrollable consequences. I don't care about it, I just want Jimo to come here, he is so young, and he hasn't even lived a normal life for a few days. Once people have so much hope in their hearts, they are easy to become obsessed. I have been making troubles, and my friend, who is so soft-hearted, refuses to let go. One day, the two of them suddenly disappeared, which made me very angry."

Speaking of this, Ji Bao smiled, this sudden thought of something happy couldn't help but instantly touched Yan Ji, and she raised the corners of her mouth.

Ji Bao opened the chatter box, with a hint of youthful beauty in his eyebrows and eyes, but the tiredness in his voice could not be concealed, obviously these few paragraphs alone consumed a lot of her energy: "I can't find them everywhere, just I can trouble your teacher."

Yan Ji said: "No, if you really trouble the teacher, you won't wait until the teacher is unconscious and admitted to the hospital."

Ji Bao sighed helplessly: "Zhang Gong and that hard bone can't be squeezed out. Otherwise, how could they have entrusted Jiuding to her for safekeeping, and they have never even held a gun with the pen holder. What I really want to tell you, It's about Jiuding. Listen, remember, just remember."

Yan Ji was startled, she finally saw clearly, she stared at Ji Bao in a daze, her lips trembled but she couldn't say anything, why did her complexion turn better, it was just the last struggle of life, the last splendor of the firework stick .

Ji Bao looked at Yan Ji peacefully, with comfort in his eyes, and then smiled lightly.Ji Bao raised his hand, and the wheelchair turned towards the window, where she was bathed in sunlight.

"Jiuding has too many stories. I know that there are not even one ten-thousandth of them. My family is involved in it, starting with the 'Purple Mountain Air Raid Shelter Project' that my biological father participated in. But the things I tell come from my friends, very credible.

In the early days of liberation, the country received a secret report that the eruption of Mount Tambora volcano in Indonesia, which affected the war situation in the world, was caused by human beings.My biological father, Ji Lianggong, was an engineer and was in charge of digging air-raid shelters led by Zijin Mountain.In fact, this project is to study Jiuding. The staff involved in the project range from the director of the National Museum to the world's top physicists, but basically all of these people died in Wen/Ge.Xu Tianfu is the direct executor of the Purple Mountain air-raid shelter project.

The Zijinshan air-raid shelter project is progressing with difficulty. The Jiuding test was only successful once and it was so unexpected that it was not activated successfully.It was that success that triggered a magnitude 9.2 earthquake in southern Alaska. "

Yan Ji thought he didn't hear clearly, what is the concept of a magnitude 9.2 earthquake?She remembered that the Wenchuan earthquake was magnitude 8.Before Yan Ji had time to think about the scene of a magnitude 9.2 earthquake, Ji Bao's next words directly took her into the ice cave.

"That earthquake is also called the Good Friday Earthquake, and it was this earthquake that brought the mentor."

Yan Ji didn't understand for a moment: "Bring, bring?"

Ji Bao replied: "The mentor does not belong to our world."

Yan Ji's hair stood on end, but he quickly accepted it, and then fell into doubt: "Then, where did it come from?"

Ji Bao’s voice was rare with a hint of bewilderment: “Another world. I don’t know much about that world. She told me that in ancient times, occasional collisions between the earth and another world would create channels, which also led to continuous natural disasters. .Our ancestors dredged the earth veins, cast the nine tripods, suppressed the rivers and mountains, and separated the two worlds."

Legendary stories suddenly turned into myths, and Yan Ji could only swallow them whole: "What happened next?"

"Every time Jiuding is used, the huge energy will bring unpredictable effects. In addition to tearing the channel between the two worlds to bring the tutor, it also had side effects on the experimenters present at the time. The tutor may be attracted by Jiuding from the United States. , he wanted to steal Jiuding, and clashed with Xu Tianfu, many people died one after another, and the feud deepened."

Ji Bao paused, and continued: "As for the instructor wanting to grab the Nine Tripods, it should be because he can't adapt to this world. But according to my friend's speculation, the time for the passage to be opened is enough for him to travel to and from this world. I don't know either."

"I know that they should have obtained two Jiudings, one from the Zijin Mountain air-raid shelter and the other from the tomb of Genghis Khan. They will not disappear for no reason, something must have happened. As for the Jiuding, it should be entrusted to Zhang Gongyu."

Ji Bao turned his head to look at Yan Ji: "This thing is too important. It's fine if Zhang Gongyu didn't tell you, but if you tell you, you must never believe anyone."