mayfly era

All the broken clues are slowly being reassembled, but they cannot be connected into a clear logical chain for the time being, and they still need to continue to search and explore.

It was a misty jungle, with spikes growing everywhere.

"I found it." Smoker walked over quickly holding a book.

The building composed of milky white and brick red is spacious and magnificent. It is the palace of the ancient gods in legend, and the ancient gods are the leaders of the gods.At that time, people were still in an extremely primitive social system, and all living beings were equally engaged in farming and hunting. There were no written oracles and complete sacrificial activities, and they could only worship blindly.

"I also found something," Chen Li shook the manuscript in his hand, "Do you still remember 'Pumiduo'?"

Smoker frowned, "Remember, what does this sentence mean?"

"I don't know, it's probably the language of this sect." Chen Li searched for the pronunciation in the lingua franca dictionary on his mobile phone, but found nothing.

"That's why the people who jumped off the building at the scene of the fire that day, Master Mei, and Professor Lin are all followers of this sect." Yan Qiang said while flipping through the handwritten notebook he had received from Chen Li.

"Master Mei is similar to that person, both of them are very thin, but Professor Lin doesn't seem to have any words or deeds of 'martyrdom'." Chen Li took down the other volume next to this handwritten book and read it.

"The Throne of Bones..." Smoker stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"how?"

"In the story of the Creator God, the evil god will sit on a throne made of white bones."

"Can the gods you worship really understand the complex human society?" Chen Yue said lightly.

"Perhaps, or maybe it's because he doesn't understand that he is the so-called god." Smoker closed his notebook and stuffed it back in its original place. He yawned and looked exhausted.

"Old Yan, do you believe in the existence of gods in this world?"

Chen Li's gaze was still on this book that praised the great achievements of the ancient gods. Unlike the previous one, this book was printed, with a completely different style and tone, and the language style was very childish.

The smoking gun leaned on the bookshelf, folded his arms, "I will believe when I can't live."

"Check Professor Lin's social relations." Chen Li continued to flip through the book, reading quickly.

"73 years old, alone, no relatives and friends, he has a small apartment, not far from the school." This is the information registered by the Citizens' Administration, since the typhoid invaded the information database of the Sixth Bureau, there has been a They leave the door wide open.

"Let's go." Chen Li closed the book.

Professor Lin lives in District [-] adjacent to the National University.The eleventh district is also a residential area, but unlike Xiangrong Lane, it is a place where ordinary citizens live. There is a second-generation floating runway. It may be because the frequency of use is not high and the wear rate is low, so it has not been replaced with the latest fourth-generation. .

As a new residential area, District [-] is full of express elevated roads in the air, and it is dark, making the gloomy sky even darker.

The two quickly found Professor Lin's residence. Based on the check-in information, Typhoid roughly speculated that Professor Lin's home time would be two hours later.

"This lock... tsk, it's quite complicated." The smoking gun gestured twice on the electronic key lock of Professor Lin's house.

Chen Yue pulled out the ribs from the back waist, and the thumb-thick lock tongue was like an animal's leg bone under Chen Yue's knife. After a few sparks burst out, it broke completely.

"You will pay for what you pried." Smoker raised his chin.

"Otherwise you will pay? I won't always be the one who pays." Chen Li glanced at him and pushed open the door of Professor Lin's room. A strange smell came over his face.

The two covered their mouths and noses, stood behind the door, and let the smell dissipate for a while.The smell is like the sour smell of sawdust after being soaked in water, or the smell of some kind of inferior incense. It can't be called foul, but it doesn't smell bad either.

The curtains in Professor Lin's house are crimson, and the sunlight coming in through the window paints the whole room in this blood-like color.His room was not big, with a lot of debris piled up, and it was almost impossible to find a place to stay.

Chen Li turned on the lamp and looked around. There were a lot of brown-gray handwriting on the white wall, and the strange smell came from the half-dried gray-brown ink paste.Chen Li frowned as he read the handwriting on the wall. The content was written in a mixture of some native language and some unknown characters, but he couldn't understand the semantics just by looking at the native characters.

Chen Li took pictures of the handwriting on the walls around him. He rummaged through the sundries on the bed and found some strange things—a walking stick that seemed to be made of white bones, and a leather book full of unknown words. Manual, and a cloak with patterns embroidered all over the collar with silver thread.

Smoker looked at these things, pondered for a moment, "Professor Lin is probably a priest too."

"These words are the same, and 'Pumido' may come from the same language as these."

Staring at these crooked characters, Chen Yue suddenly thought of the twisted needle tube, on which the Bragan characters engraved were somewhat similar to these characters, and this difference may be... because of the difference between handwriting and printed characters.

"Licking the fire and giving birth to old angels".

——Master Mei and Professor Lin are not the only ones who can speak Bragen, but also... Chenchu.

This winding and lengthy labyrinth finally penetrated the weak light at this time, Chen Yue felt his nerves get excited, as if he had swallowed a whole glass of strong wine, and a fire was burning in his stomach.

At this time, a burst of hurried footsteps drilled into the ears of both of them at the same time.

The door with a small gap was pushed open, and a figure appeared behind the door. It was Professor Lin who was dressed.

His face was slightly blue, but his expression was pretending to be calm, forcibly suppressing the panic and anger of being suddenly broken into the empty door.

"Professor Lin, good evening." Chen Li nodded.

Smoker came over from the other side and stood beside Chen Li. The two stood side by side, blocking Professor Lin.

"How is my home?" Professor Lin forced a smile.

"It's such a mess, you deserve to be single." Smoker sneered, not polite at all.

Professor Lin was blocked by two people, and shook his head, "Young people nowadays are really not polite."

"Professor Lin, I don't like to play tricks," Chen Li said, "What's the relationship between you and Young Master Mei, Mei Zhuan?"

"It's the son of an old man."

"It's also your believers." Chen Li said.

Professor Lin remained silent on this.

"The god on the throne of bones who doesn't care about world affairs." Chen Li said.

There was a trace of surprise on Professor Lin's face, and his voice trembled, "How do you know this..."

"If I say that I am also a believer, would you believe me?" Chen Li said casually.

"I... I don't believe it." Professor Lin shook his head, he was already a little flustered, he looked past the two people in front of him and glanced into his room from time to time.

"You are such a timid person, how did you raise a jackal like Young Master Mei?" Chen Li's tone was somewhat disdainful.

"I have never raised him," Professor Lin denied, "I am not familiar with him."

"Then let's talk about something else, such as how to drive corpses and animals." Chen Yue said.

The muscles of Professor Lin's face stiffened instantly, his two old lips trembled, and his voice suddenly became fierce, "Who the hell told you this!"

"Who told you this again." Chen Yue said lightly.

Professor Lin took a deep breath and squeezed out an ugly smile, "Our country has freedom of religion, no matter what religion I believe in, I don't break the law."

"It is against the law to incite a crowd to set fire."

"What does what he did have anything to do with me?" Professor Lin became annoyed.

"You have to prove that you have nothing to do with what he did."

"How do you prove that I have a relationship with him?" Professor Lin asked back.

"'Pumido'."

Professor Lin's eyes widened, and his body swayed violently uncontrollably.

"What does 'Pumido' mean in your language?" Chen Li asked.

Professor Lin lowered his head and kept silent. He was obviously not good at lying, but just avoided it blindly. Perhaps he only taught Master Mei how to behave as a gentleman, and Master Mei taught himself the rest.

"Even if you don't tell me, I will know sooner or later." Chen Li crossed his arms, "However, as a missionary of an unrecognized religion, you may not be able to keep your job as a university professor. I don't know. When the time comes, it will be your students who will send you away...or saliva."

Professor Lin was still holding on, "I don't agree with what you said."

"You don't even recognize your god?" Chen Li's voice was very deep, as if he could throw people into hell.

Two lines of turbid tears welled up from Professor Lin's eyes. Every wrinkle on his aging face expressed pain.His neck seemed to be held by invisible big hands, so stiff that he couldn't move, so he couldn't shake his head or nod.

"Professor Lin, tell me what 'Pumido' means." Chen Yue didn't give him a chance to breathe, and continued to ask.

"I'm going to die." Professor Lin's voice was erratic, as if it came out from between his teeth.

"I will die".

There was nothing wrong with the words coming from the mouth of the man who was hanging over the fire.

"I will die" is also the last line of a hastily written book, and there is nothing wrong with it.Chen Li thought that Professor Lin should not have lied.

"I'm going to die", this is such a sad and desperate sentence, but when the skinny man said this sentence, he had a sweet tone like a blessing, as if it was the supreme congratulations.Chen Li suddenly remembered that Chenchu's car lock password was "death is new birth", and Chenchu ​​also understood Brahman, could all this be related?What kind of role does Chen Yue play in this process?

"What does 'Pumido' refer to in your teachings?"

"Yes... it is the last step of martyrdom." Professor Lin said tremblingly.

"Thank you." Chen Li nodded.

The bong stuck to Chen Li's ear, and the voice was neither too loud nor too soft, controlled just enough that Professor Lin could hear clearly, "What do you want to do with him?"

Professor Lin looked at them anxiously, his aging body was bent and trembling.

A person like Professor Lin is not like a crazy believer. He is realistic, timid, and tends to protect himself, but he dare not disrespect the gods he believes in. Perhaps this is the most common psychology.

"Professor Lin, we'll meet later." Chen Li put his hand into his arms, and Professor Lin trembled violently, his eyes widened in horror.

Chen Li took out a few coins from his wallet and patted them on the platform beside him, "I will pay for your door lock."

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Too busy to take off and miserable

The overtime bag was locked in the office today...

I went home without a computer or a charger... No one at home fed the mosquitoes for an hour

One day off tomorrow, continue on the weekend