Xiangjiang old events [entertainment circle]

After the old man said the words "Goddess Tomb", he looked at Johnson expectantly.

Johnson lowered his eyes slightly, and was silent for a while, before he said: "It seems that the "Picture of Goddess Flying to the Sky" was also written by you?"

"You like her very much, don't you?" The old man didn't answer Johnson's question directly, but continued in a negotiating tone, "I can give her to you—as long as you can take us into the main tomb .”

"Really, but she is in my hands now." The reason Johnson dragged his younger brother to the room at that time was not only because the hidden way out was there, but also to bring the ancient painting back to the room.

"The 'she' he said...does he refer to the fake ancient painting?" Just like many soldiers like to use their favorite weapons as female companions, in English there are often words that use something they like Anthropomorphic words were spoken, so Zhuang Ni, who was still doubtful about this conversation, quickly guessed the reference.

"Fake?" Hearing this word, the old man suddenly laughed, and then cast a look at Zhuang Ni who interjected, "Son, it's not a fake, it's the real one." , over 2000 years old."

"Impossible!" Zhuang Ni replied subconsciously: he was nurtured by his parents who loved archeology since he was a child, and in addition, he had the secret care of his brother Johnson during the period of working in an antique shop, so he also learned some superficial identification Knowledge.

And most importantly, his brother said before that the painting should be an imitation of an antique made by an unknown modern master. It is difficult to tell the authenticity of an antique, but the traces of time can never deceive people.

Before anyone else could react, Sophie, who was standing on the sidelines and watching coldly, laughed out loud because of the "impossible".

Realizing that he was stupid, Zhuang Ni forced himself to resist the desire to stare at the impostor who had once passed him off, and stood quietly with his head down as if being punished.

"Young man has never seen the world, please forgive me." Johnson took a step forward, looking at the old man like a sword, "The dealer has retired for many years, and now I am just a little guy who sells legal antiquities for a living. Merchants, I really don’t have the ability to help you lead the way.”

"Do you think it's your turn to agree or disagree with the current situation?!" Sophie shouted.

Zhuang Johnson took a good look at this young girl who was obviously arranged to sing a bad face, and shook his head calmly: "Indeed, it is not my turn to agree or disagree-but have you ever thought about it? The banker is actually not omnipotent?"

"Of course I understand, otherwise, your father wouldn't have had an 'accident' in Nepal." The old man spoke out the killer's trump card very gently, and in the close-up shot, the cloudy pupils that belong to the elderly are full of tears. It reflected two similar faces whose faces changed at the same time because of this sentence.

In order to find out the inside story of his father's accident back then, Zhuang Chen had no choice but to make an agreement with the old man to cooperate and return to the mainland of China with the old man's team.

The old man claimed to be Keith, and he was the president of a large multinational company. He was already retired—so he had time to make efforts for the regrets of his youth.

"During World War II, as one of the soldiers of the United Reinforcement Army, I was sent to the border between the Soviet Union and China, and I was incorporated into a surprise team composed of Soviet people, Chinese people and reinforcements from other alliance countries." Keith recalled , "Your grandfather. He was also in this team at the time."

"At that time, we were fighting the enemy every day, and many times we didn't need the knowledge we learned at all. We were actually using our survival instincts to fight the enemy to the death."

"That time, we accidentally fell into the enemy's trap. Out of the fifty or so people, only a dozen or so escaped, and they got lost and fell into the entrance of a weathered and dilapidated tomb passage." Keith recalled more and more. , the more he revealed an indescribably complicated look, "You don't even know, after sacrificing a lot of brothers and escaping from the trap in the tomb, what did we see at that time..."

"A miracle of time and space, a place beyond the scope of science and cognition - the coexistence of life and death."

"There, there is no limitation of gravity and body, no concept of time and space, and the time of more than 2000 years seems to be nothing in front of it, and the terracotta warriors and horses surrounding the altar are so vivid that they still seem to be breathing. colorful..."

"There are no terracotta warriors that have faded due to oxidation?" SC Johnson was secretly surprised: According to today's excavation technology, after discovering and excavating terracotta warriors, they all began to oxidize and fade within ten seconds after being unearthed, and dehydrated, curled and peeled off within a few minutes The nourishment layer gradually turned into the dusty appearance that the public sees, which only has the true color of clay figurines.

Therefore, even if the motherland has a lot of corresponding materials, it temporarily gave up the excavation plan due to insufficient technology, and waited for the technology to be able to preserve the colors of the terracotta warriors and horses intact before continuing.

"At that time, we were like backward orangutans stunned by advanced technological civilization. We broke into the main tomb in a daze, then disturbed them by mistake, and were besieged by them. How many people escaped..."

"What are 'they'?" Johnny interjected, puzzled, "Could it be...ghosts?!"

"You can use this statement, but I prefer that they are a special form of 'spiritual body' life, which has been wiped out of their original consciousness in 2000 years, and only knows to do their best to guard their only goal—— -altar."

"Since it's so dangerous inside, why do you want to go back?" Johnson asked slowly.

"Because of the "Picture of the Goddess Flying to the Sky"." Keith explained, "I saw the same mural on the wall back then, and it seemed to be a sacrificial ceremony to the effect of awakening the 'goddess' in the altar, and then The 'Goddess' came out of the clouds with the 'Dragon' to bring victory to the war."

"It's like in some traditional techniques in China. When you can't beat the enemy, you can ask the 'god' to go up or show up." Johnson nodded: This kind of practice is not only in China, but also in many ancient countries with glorious ancient civilizations. There will be such legends and stories.

"At first, I didn't want to go back to that horrible place, but since that painting reappeared, I received a message-someone found a sacrifice that could awaken the 'goddess', and had passed through the tomb passage back then. Send the offerings inside."

"And after they confirmed that the sacrifices had been placed, they blew up the tomb passage..."

"Then how do we get in?" Johnny was the first to object.

"In ancient China, there was a technique called 'Shrinking the Earth to an Inch'." Keith lowered his voice, "In modern terms, it is a technology similar to wormhole space folding. I walked with my teammates at that time. scattered, and strayed into another path.”

"When I finally saw the sun again, I realized that I had crossed nearly half of the Chinese continent underground, from the northernmost point of China to Xijing in the middle..."

Hearing such a weird memory story all of a sudden, even when he was resting in the guest house room, Johnny still had a complicated expression on his face.

"What's the matter with you?" Johnson asked softly when he realized that something was wrong with him.

"Did I... drag you down?" I, a rookie who basically didn't understand anything, was actually asked to go to the grave with him. No matter how young and ignorant Zhuang Ni was, he could understand that he was the one who was used to restrain his brother. rope.

"If you really think so, then you're dragging me down." Having reached this point, Zhuang Johnson no longer wanted to hide his thoughts from him, and patiently explained to Zhuang Ni the long history of Zhuang's ancestral kung fu of searching for dragons and acupuncture points. And the danger of him leading the team to the tomb alone if he encounters difficulties without help.

"You always have to remember that in a game of gambling, the winner will always be the 'banker'—and we are brothers of the banker, so we will never lose."

Unexpectedly, there was such a meaning implied in his Chinese name, and Zhuang Ni nodded vigorously after being encouraged.

The following plot began to speed up. When the Zhuang brothers and Keith's team arrived at the target village, they hurried to the entrance of the tomb passage where the location had been found out after a half-day rest.

Along the way, there were a lot of traps and hidden weapons, but they were all resolved one by one by the confident Zhuang Chen. Zhuang Ni's eyes were full of admiration and pride.

On the contrary, it is the complex eyes of a group of people headed by Sophie, who are both admiring and dissatisfied.

"I was really lucky back then." Although he was an excellent soldier in the raid team when he was young, Keith is now an old man with white beard and hair, and he has to rely on the protection of his small team to keep up. After finally seeing that the destination was ahead, he finally let out a long sigh of relief.

This time, under the leadership of Johnson, the group safely arrived at the altar at the highest place of the main tomb.

Zhuang Ni, who was asked to follow Johnson behind him, secretly took a look at the altar: the cloud-shaped lanterns surrounded the edge, and the altar was engraved with dense totem-like seal characters. Standing a colorful statue of a goddess...

The whole scene, except for the looming black dragon and the churning clouds, is exactly the same as that ancient painting.

The goddess statue looks bigger than normal people, and the carving is extremely exquisite. Not only is the beautiful face but also the colorful goddess costume, at first glance, it can almost be faked.

When Zhuang Ni wanted to get closer and take a closer look at the lifelike textures of the clothes, he accidentally kicked over a cloud lamp.

This group of ever-burning lamps made into clouds are small and light, but the size of a palm. They are said to be "lamps" but are actually self-illuminating stone sculptures like night pearls; , he hurriedly "destroyed the corpse and wiped out all traces"—by some strange coincidence, he stuffed the cloud lantern into his trousers pocket while covering it up.

Johnson, who was the only one who noticed his small movements, spoke directly to him because the situation was not good, so in the end he had to secretly give him a warning look.

Just when Keith ordered people to disperse to find the "sacrifice" according to Johnson's previous marching method, an accident happened suddenly.

I don't know which one I did wrong, but all the colorful terracotta warriors who had stayed in the same place suddenly moved, and black shadows that flew past quickly surrounded Keith and the others, and then turned into human-shaped black shadows Entities, began violently attacking them.

"You go first!" Johnson pushed Zhuang Ni who was stunned, and pointed to another hole, "Wait for me in the hole over there."

Knowing that now is not the time to think deeply, Zhuang Ni followed his brother's guidance and rushed towards the entrance of the cave without saying a word.

Different from Johnny's smooth path of life because of his guidance, Keith, who was besieged by black shadows, lost more than half of the people in an instant. Her body blocked Keith's fatal blow from the shadow...

No time to worry about sighing or panic, Zhuang Ni desperately ran to the depths of the cave that his brother said, his eyes widened to the extreme in the dim environment, staring at the dim light of the cave in the distance.

Not long after, a figure with a strange shape quickly moved towards this side - look at how the shape looks like it doesn't look like a human being.

Shocked, frightened and sad, Zhuang Ni subconsciously took out the cloud lamp that came along from his trousers pocket, trying to take a clear picture of what it was...

"It seems that I have to teach you not to take things from the ancient tomb casually." The familiar voice came, and Zhuang Ni's heart was relieved for a while.

Stretching the cloud lantern forward with the joy of the rest of his life, he immediately saw the big ball that Johnson was carrying, which also looked familiar and colorful——

The contrast between this gap is too strong, even if he knew the timing was wrong, Zhuang Ni couldn't help the surging in his heart: "I just took a cloud lamp that is not as big as a palm, but you are hugged by the whole Goddess!" come back!"

Can this still be said about him? !How dare you talk about him? !

"Can you take a good look at it?!" Really being fooled by his younger brother, Johnson put the "thing" he was carrying on the ground——

"It, she...is it a human or a ghost?" After seeing the situation on the ground clearly, Zhuang Ni took a step back involuntarily.

"I am your ancestor!" Before Johnson could answer, the "Goddess" who woke up faintly on the ground blurted out a curse at him, then sat up with her forehead covered, and said her identity with a painful expression, "I am the one who was The 'sacrifice' sent in by that old bastard Keith!"