These days, the hot weather was continuous, and I was sweating all over my body while sitting still. In the end, God finally caused a heavy rain, and the rain was smoked, which finally cooled down the hot city.

After the rain, the antique market in Fanjiayuan was very lively. Due to the weather, amateur collectors and antique lovers who had been at home for several days rushed to Taohuan things.

Big Gold Ya was busy talking to an old customer. The fat man was selling our embroidered shoes with a pair of blue eyes and big noses. The fat man said to the two foreigners: "How is it? Take your nose to smell the shoes, and smell them with your American Monroe. This is the fragrant shoes worn by Monroe in the Ming Dynasty in China. Do you understand the famous prostitute?"

This foreign couple who knows a little Chinese is obviously very interested in this exquisitely shaped oriental embroidered shoes. The fat man took the opportunity to open his mouth and asked for 20,000 yuan. The price scared the two foreigners so much that they turned their heads and left. Foreigners who often come to China know how to bargain. Seeing that the foreign couple didn't know how to bargain, the fat man knew that it was the first time they came to China, so he quickly stopped them, claiming to promote Sino-foreign exchanges. On the premise of adhering to the five basic principles of peaceful coexistence, he could give them a discount.

I sat aside and smoked, not interested in the lively scenes in the antique market. After I returned from Shaanxi, I went to the hospital for a check-up. I didn’t find any special marks on the backs of my fat man and I, and I, did not find any special spots, and no disease was found.

And I don’t have any special feeling. I have been making a fortune recently and my business is very prosperous. The raw scented jade stone we brought back from Shaanxi sold a good price that we should have woken up in our dreams. I also received a few real products. Almost every transaction, the profit was several times higher. However, when I think of Professor Sun’s words, I feel that there is a mountain behind me, and I can’t breathe. I feel worried whenever I think of this, and I can’t be interested in anything.

That hateful and hypocritical Professor Sun refused to tell me what this symbol meant, and he was the only one who could interpret ancient cryptographic texts, but I couldn't use it to force him to say it.

Although the batch of dragon bones unearthed in Gutian were destroyed, Professor Sun must have kept it in advance. How could he think of a way to go to Shaanxi to find him to come and have a look. As long as I can confirm the mark on my back, it has nothing to do with the eyeballs of the ghost cave in Jingjue Kingdom, I can rest assured. However, during that conversation, when I mentioned the word ghost cave, Professor Sun seemed to be crazy, so that I never dared to tell him about the place of the ghost cave again.

The more Professor Sun conceals and bans me, the more I think it is related to Jingjue’s ghost cave. If I don’t figure it out, something big will happen sooner or later. Since I openly want Professor Sun to refuse to give it to me, I can’t say that I have to use some tricks. I can’t live my life with a red ball like an eyeball on my back.

Summer is a season where I can easily sleep. I was originally watching things on a chair to prevent the Buddha (the thief) from walking around, but I was thinking a lot in my mind and fell asleep unknowingly.

I had a series of strange dreams. At the beginning, I dreamed that I married a mute girl as my wife. She told me to take her to the movie. We didn't know why, so we went to the cinema and went in without buying a ticket. The movie was played without any end, and there was no way to see where I followed. Apart from the explosion, there was a landslide. As the performance was performed, my mute wife and I found that the cinema had turned into a cave. The cave was hazy, as if there was a bottomless abyss. I was shocked and hurriedly told me that mute wife, no, this place is the "bottomless ghost cave" deep in the desert. Let's run quickly, but my mute wife was indifferent and suddenly pushed me into the ghost cave. I fell into the depths of the ghost cave. I saw a huge eye staring at me at the bottom of the cave...

Suddenly my nose cooled down, as if I had been pinched. I woke up from my dream and saw a figure that seemed very familiar standing in front of me. The man was pinching my nose with his fingers. When I opened my eyes, I happened to meet her eyes. I dreamed of a terrible huge eye, but before I could fully wake up, I suddenly saw someone looking at me. I was shocked and almost turned off the chair.

After looking closely, Shirley Yang was standing in front of him. Fatty and Big Gold Ya were laughing so hard that they could not stand up. The fat man laughed and said, "Old Hu, are you having a daydream? His saliva is flowing down, and he must be dreaming of getting married."

Da Jinya said to me: "Mr. Hu is awake. Didn't Miss Yang just come from the United States? She said she had something urgent to ask you."

Shirley Yang handed me a handkerchief: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've gotten into trouble again? The saliva is flowing like a river, wipe it quickly."

I didn't take her handkerchief, and wiped her mouth with my sleeve, then stretched my waist and rubbed my eyes. Then I said to Shirley Yang with a symptom: "Your eyes...oh, right!" At this time, my sleepiness had completely disappeared. Suddenly, I thought of the red scar in the shape of the eyeball behind me, and hurriedly said to Shirley Yang: "By the way, I'm thinking about how to find you these days, and I want to tell you some important things."

Shirley Yang said to me: "I have something important to do, it's too noisy here. Let's find a quiet place to talk."

I quickly stood up from the cold chair and asked Fatty and Da Jinya to continue to take care of the business. I went to a Longtan Park near the antique market with Shirley Yang.

Longtan Park had not been renovated at that time and was not large in scale. Even on holidays, there were not many tourists. Shirley Yang pointed to a stone bench in the quiet place by the lake and said, "This place is very good, let's sit down and talk."

I said to Shirley Yang: "Often people who are on the road are sitting here. If you don't avoid suspicion, I'm fine. This small place is really good, and it's just right to make an appointment."

Shirley Yang was born and raised in the United States. Although he lived in the Chinese community for a long time, he didn't quite understand what I meant and asked: "What? Are you saying that couples in love are allowed to sit by the lake?"

I thought the cultural backgrounds of the two countries were too different, which would be complicated to explain, so I said, "The people's country and people sit. Whoever sits in the park is not the same, let's not care about that." Then I sat down.

I asked Shirley Yang: "Have Professor Chen's illness cured?"

Shirley Yang sat down beside me, sighed and said, "The professor is still in the United States for treatment. He is too stimulating and the treatment situation has not made much progress yet."

I heard that Professor Chen's condition had not improved, and I felt sad. After chatting with Shirley Yang for a few words, I talked about the main business. Of course, it was not for me to pay back the money. As I expected, it was for the sudden appearance of the red eye-shaped scar on my back.

Not only Fatty, but also Professors Shirley and Professor Chen, this strange thing also appeared on him. In that trip to Xinjiang, there were five people alive. In addition to these four, there was also a Uyghur guide, An Liman, the old fox in the desert. Did he also have this red scar on his body?

Shirley Yang said: "It won't appear on Grandpa An Liman because he has never seen a ghost cave. I think this mark must have some connection with the eyeballs of the ghost cave tribe."

There are too many secrets about that mysterious race that have not been revealed, but these unknown secrets, including the "ghost cave" that leads to nowhere, have been buried under the yellow sand forever and will never see the light of day again.

I told Shirley Yang about some of the things I learned from Professor Sun in Gutian, Shaanxi. Maybe she can make some judgment from it. Is this symbol a curse brought to us by the ghost cave?

After hearing this, Shirley Yang said, "Professor Sun... Is his name Sun Yaozu? His name is very prestigious in the Western archaeological circles. He is one of the few experts in ancient character cracking in the world. He is good at interpreting ancient symbols, ancient codes, and ancient encrypted graphic information. I have read his books and know that he and Professor Chen are friends, but I have never contacted him. In 1981, a number of cultural relics were unearthed from the tomb of King Garotaipfalou in Egypt.

There was a scepter carved with many pictographic symbols. Many experts could not judge the meaning of the symbol. A French expert who knew Sun Yaozu wrote to him for help and received Professor Sun's valuable advice. Finally, he judged that this scepter was the scepter of the Yellow Springs carved with underworld words in ancient Egyptian legends. This discovery shocked the whole world at that time. Since then, Professor Sun has become famous all over the world. If he said that this symbol is not an eye, but a symbolic graphic, I think it must be very reasonable."

I was secretly talking, not expecting Professor Sun's strange temper and peasant dress, but he is such a person with status. The sea fruit is indeed not worthy of weight. I asked Shirley Yang: "I think this is a symbol or a text, the most important thing is whether it is a good or bad situation? Is it related to the damn ruins of Jingjue Kingdom?"

Shirley Yang said: "I have found some clues about this in the United States. Do you still remember the Prophet Revelation in the Zagrama Mountain? It is mentioned that one of the four survivors is a descendant of the Prophets. That person is indeed me. My grandfather died when I was seventeen years old. He left very suddenly and said nothing. This time I went back to the United States and read some of the relics he left behind, including a note, and found many amazing clues, which fully proved the authenticity of the Prophet Revelation."

It seems that things are moving in the direction I am most worried about. I am really afraid of anything. That ghost cave like a nightmare, which is too scary to avoid it, but it sticks to the body like a dog skin plaster. Have we been cursed by the ancient kingdom of Jingjue? Didn’t that ancient city and the entire Zagrama have been permanently buried by the yellow sand?

Shirley Yang said: "It's not a curse, but it's more troublesome than a curse, Zagrama..., I'll tell you what I know from the beginning."
Chapter completed!