On the way home, I carefully read the article about the Peacock King Bracelet in the magazine I asked Uncle Wang for several times. Although I gained nothing, I could vaguely feel that this Peacock King Bracelet should be
It's not an orphan. There should be a batch of treasures similar to the Maurya King's bracelets at the bottom of the Devil's Triangle of Poyang Lake. Could it be possible that there are also things like black jade astrolabes or dark red stone flakes inside?
The article said that the Maurya King Bracelet was discovered by a fisherman at the beginning of this year, so I thought since it had been published in the magazine, I wonder if there would be any news about this bracelet tonight, so I opened Baidu on my mobile phone and entered
I found the words Maurya King Bracelet, but no useful information was found.
Suddenly, I had an idea and took a photo of your huge Peacock bracelet on the cover of the magazine in my hand, and then used the photo to search on Baidu. This time, almost no information popped up.
At this time, I simply entered the Poyang Lake Devil's Triangle. This time, there were many pieces of information about this. The top of the Baidu search results was a news report from three days ago.
The title of the news report is - the national professional archaeological team went deep into the depths of Poyang Lake to search for the "Shenwan".
It was a video. I couldn't help but click on it. It was shot on a ship. The interviewee was an old man who looked like the captain of the team. He told the camera that this time,
They used the two most powerful divers in the archaeological team. They not only have superb diving skills, but also have gone through several archaeological activities at a young age and have particularly rich experience in field operations.
The old man seemed very excited and kept chattering. Behind him, I saw two men who had already put on diving suits. Their backs were to the camera, so I couldn't see what they looked like.
At this time, it seemed that the wind suddenly rose in the lake. One of the two men in diving suits turned his head and said something to the old man.
Suddenly, a layer of cold sweat broke out on the palm of my hand holding the phone. It was a face exactly like mine.
"Brother," I thought silently in my heart.
I don’t know if it is related by blood, but tears burst out of my eyes instantly. I feel that it really corresponds to the sentence: There is no such thing as quiet time, it’s just that someone is carrying the burden for you.
If it hadn't been for my mother's mistake, then the person on the boat in Poyang Lake should have been me.
At this time, the camera flashed and another person turned his head, but that person had already put on a respirator and an eye mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly. However, I had a strong feeling that that person was Chen Mo.
Chen Mo exchanged a few words with his brother, and then they both left the camera's sight.
I pulled the video back and pressed the pause button when my brother turned around.
My brother must know a lot of inside information about this matter. When he and Chen Mo went to the Devil's Triangle in Poyang Lake, it was definitely not as simple as searching for the sunken Japanese ship Shenmaru in 1945. It must be with the ancient temple, the black jade astrolabe, and the dark red stone.
The film is related.
At this point, I secretly made a decision in my heart to go to the Devil's Triangle area of Poyang Lake to find out what's going on. Maybe we can meet brothers.
When we returned to the Zhou family's old house, the sun had already risen very high. Grandpa was not at home and should have gone to open a shop. Zhang Jisheng and grandma were sitting in the front hall drinking tea and chatting, while Xiang Yu had just gotten up and was washing up.
As soon as she saw me coming in, grandma scolded me: "You kid, where did you go so early in the morning?"
"Nai, I went to see Uncle Wang and asked him for some advice." I said, sitting next to Zhang Jisheng, picking up a cup of Gongfu tea, and drank it in one gulp.
The slightly scalding tea is very thirst-quenching, and the slightly bitter taste slides over the tip of the tongue, instantly refreshing your eyes and ears.
"You came back from going to the city museum early in the morning. You child, you think about it all the time. Have you had breakfast? I still have it in the pot for you." Grandma said, stood up, and
He looked like he was going to get me breakfast.
I hurriedly said: "Milk, I have eaten it. Uncle Wang bought me Xiaolongbao."
When grandma heard this, she didn't stop and said, "Uncle Wang just loves you. Now that you're back, just stay with Jisheng and Xiangyu. I'll go out to buy vegetables and make fried chicken for you at noon."
"Wow, grandma, I haven't eaten for a long time. My mouth is watering just thinking about it." When I heard about the fried chicken, even though I wasn't hungry, I still swallowed my saliva.
"Okay, I'll give you enough to eat at noon." Grandma said, then went back to the room to change clothes, and then went out with the vegetable basket.
As soon as grandma went out, Zhang Jisheng said to me mysteriously: "Zhou Cang, your grandma's golden silkworm is really effective. I slept until dawn last night without dreaming, and my time was not stolen."
"Really, Jisheng, that's great." I agreed casually, but I felt in my heart that this should be his psychological effect. In the ancient temple, Zhang Jisheng should have experienced something that made his psychological state
It's cast a shadow, so there's the illusion that time has been stolen.
The human subconscious is so powerful that we cannot imagine it.
"However, grandma said that the golden silkworm can only temporarily suppress my disease. The validity period is twenty-one days. After twenty-one days, it will return to its previous state. Moreover, the golden silkworm can only be effective once." Zhang Jisheng said, but
There seemed to be less anxiety in his eyes than before, as if he had found a way to deal with the disease in twenty-one days.
"Jisheng, I think it's better for you to go to the hospital and see a psychiatrist. I think your illness is largely caused by psychological factors."
The water on the purple clay pot was boiling. As I spoke, I picked up the kettle and poured the boiling water into the tea bowl.
"Zhou Cang, I'm going to Poyang Lake." Zhang Jisheng picked up the tea I had just made, put it to his mouth, blew it, and said.
"Poyang Lake," I stood up immediately.
"Yes, three days ago, two divers from a national professional archaeological team disappeared in the Devil's Triangle area of Poyang Lake." Zhang Jisheng said.
Two divers from the National Professional Archaeological Team disappeared in the Devil's Triangle area of Poyang Lake. Aren't they my brother and Chen Mo? My heart almost jumped out of my chest.
"That archaeological team is affiliated with our organization, and this trip to Poyang Lake and the exploration of the ancient temple in Mihundang are different parts of the same operation. In the past two days, I have used some relationships to
, I got a secret file and learned that Professor Chen had also been to the Devil's Triangle in Poyang Lake, so I felt that there might be something that could cure my disease in Poyang Lake, just like the cure for Xiangyu.
The beeswax coffin of air embolism exists at a glance, so no matter what, I have to go and have a look." Zhang Jisheng said.
"The Devil's Triangle area of Poyang Lake is called 'Chinese Bermuda'. It would be too dangerous for you to go alone," I said.
"Danger definitely exists, and there are many dangers in Wawu Mountain. Didn't we come out safely in the end? Moreover, the archeology industry inherently has certain risk factors. Besides, because of my illness,
Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, I have to go through it."
"Jisheng, let me go with you. You know, my diving skills are very good. Over the years, I have participated in many diving activities. If two people are together, if something happens, they can take care of each other."
For a moment." I said the last words.
Zhang Jisheng looked at me with a puzzled expression.
"You all know that the Wawushan Ancient Temple may be more or less connected to my Zhou family. Since there is a relationship between the ancient temple and the Devil's Triangle of Poyang Lake, I'm going to see if I can solve some mysteries." I said.
said.
"In that case, fine, but this time, you must have the consent of your grandparents before you can go. You can't act rashly." Zhang Jisheng said.
"Count me in as well." Xiangyu's voice came from the patio.