"Zhou, we are here. This is the small platform I told you about." Andrew said to me as he put down his backpack and handed it to a tall man next to him.
After all, I am getting older, and it is not easy to be able to carry my own equipment all the way through mountains and rivers.
The four big guys had already started to set up the tent. Because it had just rained heavily and the ground was muddy, it was a bit difficult to set up the tent.
I stood at the edge of the small platform and scanned the surrounding area several times with a hernia light ring. I roughly knew the general structure of Shentang Bay.
This platform protrudes from the mountain, giving the entire Shentang Bay a shape similar to a gourd. This geological structure can make the flow of air flow different from that of an ordinary valley, so we just listened
There were strange noises at the bottom of the valley. In fact, this should be caused by the special air currents.
Not long after I stood on the edge of the small platform, the four big guys had already set up my and Andrew's tents.
"Zhou, let's go to the tent to rest first. I'm already exhausted after walking all the way. I just had to fight and kill. I feel like I can't hold it anymore." Andrew said, with a look on his face.
He looked exhausted.
"You go in and rest first, I'll help these guys."
I am still a thin-skinned person, and I feel a little embarrassed to just go into the tent and lie down on my own while others are still busy.
"Zhou, don't worry about them. These people are all special forces, so the little trouble just now is nothing to them. When the tents are all set up, they will cook dinner for us. We are now
Just rest peacefully in the tent." Andrew said, no longer caring about me, and went into the tent to mind his own business.
I was actually very tired, so when I heard what Andrew said, I no longer resisted, opened the zipper of the tent, and got in.
The temperature in the valley is much lower than outside the mountains. I was sweating all over while walking through the bushes and bushes along the way. Now that I sat down in the tent, I couldn't help but feel chills.
I quickly took out the thermos cup from my backpack, poured a glass of warm water and drank it.
In this environment, if you accidentally catch a cold, it is not a good thing.
After drinking a glass of warm water, the goosebumps that had appeared due to the chill were suppressed.
I pulled out a small blanket from my backpack and lay down.
Although I had already practiced at Wawu Mountain and Poyang Lake, the thrilling scenes just now still made me so exhausted that I didn’t even want to say anything.
However, my thinking was extremely active, maybe because I was hungry, so I lay down with my eyes closed for a while without falling asleep.
I was still thinking about my father's repeated explanations, so I simply sat up, took out the notebook I carried with me, then opened the photos on my phone, compared them with the ancient books, and began to imitate those mysterious words stroke by stroke.
However, before I could write much, Pedro called me at the door of the tent with dinner in hand.
I unzipped the tent, smiled at Pedro, and took the dinner from his hand.
However, he seemed to want to chat with me, so I smiled and said, "Pedro, why don't you come to my tent and have dinner together."
"That's what I meant." He smiled and took out his own portion of dinner from the other side of the tent.
"Hahaha, aren't you foreigners very cheerful? Why are you so coy when you have dinner with me?" I teased Pedro intentionally.
"Because you are the leader," Pedro said, with a somewhat reserved look, which gave me the illusion that I was too serious, which caused the four big guys to mistake me for a very arrogant leader.
"We are in a team, and everyone is a teammate to each other. There is no leader who does not lead. My name is Zhou Cang. Nice to meet you." I extended a hand of friendship to Pedro.
"My name is Pedro, nice to meet you too."
We both looked at each other and laughed.
"Hey, Zhou Cang, were you drawing something just now? It looks very interesting." Pedro asked after seeing the scratch paper I just put casually in the tent.
"Oh, it's not a painting, it's an imitation of a mysterious writing." I don't know why, but I always feel that Pedro can be trusted.
"Zhou Cang, can I take a look?" Pedro asked politely.
"Okay, after you finish reading, we can discuss it." I said while stuffing the roasted compressed biscuits into my mouth.
"Okay." Pedro bit the biscuit and picked up the scratch paper scattered everywhere in the tent to study it.
Pedro read a little slowly, carefully studying each scrap of paper several times. While reading, he drew on his jeans with his index finger, as if he was also imitating.
When I first looked at it, his expression was quite cheerful, and there seemed to be a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
But gradually, Pedro's expression began to become serious, and his brows unknowingly twisted into a Sichuan shape.
The change in his facial expression made me think that he must have seen something.
After a long time, I yawned so many times that Pedro seemed to suddenly come out of these mysterious words, smiled a little sheepishly at me, and then said: "Sorry, look.
I was so absorbed that I forgot you existed."
Ah, this Pedro is really a god. Can a person really be so focused?
I asked slightly embarrassed: "Did you see something?"
Originally, I thought that if I asked this, Pedro would definitely talk a lot.
Unexpectedly, he pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time, and then said: "Zhou Cang, I dare not say it now, because it is just my guess. Unless you can provide me with more different fonts, I can prove my own.
Is the idea correct?"
Hey Pedro, after hearing what he said, I couldn't help but curse in my heart, I guess what you just said was just an act, your purpose was just to trick me into handing over that ancient book.
It seems that this guy is also Andrew's confidant and is simply untrustworthy.
It’s just that my ears are too light, and my ability to recognize people is still in its infancy.
Pedro must have been able to tell that I didn't look good, so he said: "Zhou Cang, it's okay if it's inconvenient for you. I just think that if these words can be deciphered, it may help our astrolabe research.
It will be helpful and has no other personal purpose."
"The subject of the astrolabe is your subject and has nothing to do with me. So I advise you not to make any wrong ideas." I said unceremoniously.
"Zhou Cang, I think you may have misunderstood me. In this case, let's not talk about this topic anymore. But I still want to remind you that the deciphering of these words may have a great impact on what we are doing now. For help, if you figure it out, you can come to me with the original version of these words and we will discuss it together." Pedro said with sincerity on his face.
I even had a slight misconception, wondering if I was overthinking it.
After Pedro finished speaking, he probably gave up when he saw that I still didn't respond. He said good night to me and left my tent.
I sat in the tent and cursed myself for how useless it was. These resources were really wasted on me.
Pedro figured out the clues after simply looking at it for a while, but after studying it myself, I didn't even smell a fart.
In a fit of rage, I tore up the scraps of paper I had just copied on, and then lay down heavily.
I don't know how long I rummaged inside the tent, but finally fell into a deep sleep.