Jiang Sen was stunned by the scene he saw in front of him. As a materialist, he did not believe in any ghosts and gods. He believed that the theory of ghosts and gods was just a thought in people's minds and an illusion caused by the memory of deceased relatives.

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At this moment, this scene on TV appeared in front of him in such a real three-dimensional form - he was shocked! In his mind, he vaguely felt that something terrible would happen next. He subconsciously wanted to look away, but he couldn't.

It's like my eyes are attracted by an invisible magnetic force, which I can't get rid of and cannot control myself. My brain is struggling hard to deny that this is not true and is an illusion.

Maybe it was a subconscious move. My body moved too much. My lower body slid onto the floor tiles. I grabbed the armrest of the sofa like a reflex and suddenly woke up from my dream. After I woke up, I looked at the TV screen nervously, and the TV made a 'chi' sound.

——There was a sound of electricity, and there were dots of snowflakes flashing on the screen, but there was no scene like the one I just saw.

He breathed a sigh of relief! He cursed secretly and said: God, you scared me!

I got up and tidied the sofa. I felt hungry, so I went to the kitchen to get something to eat. After eating, I went into the study as usual and checked the 'Archaeological Exploration.' I casually opened the pages of the book, but unexpectedly found the picture of the missing sarcophagus.

, I don’t know why, but when Jiang Sen saw this picture again, he felt a sense of fear in his heart for no reason.

He remembered that the picture was not stuffed in the book, but seemed to have been thrown into the trash can next to the desk. How could it automatically run into the book? He picked up the picture with his fingers and remembered the dream just now. The question sublimated, what did the picture have?

?Is it a hint from somewhere? After thinking for a moment, he did not throw away the picture casually like last time, but turned it over and over. This time, he saw the line of font from the back.

Originally he was looking at the picture unintentionally, but because of the warning and challenging words in this line, he had the idea of ​​​​finding out.

That night Jiang Sen thought a lot while holding the pictures.

Judging from the texture of the picture, it should be modern paper, but looking at the message, it is not the words left by my father, but more like the words left by my grandfather.

Let me explain here that Jiang Sen’s father is also an archaeologist, but in an accident not long ago, he disappeared. There were several other people who disappeared with his father. The family members and relevant departments tried their best to find them. They are still alive.

People are dead but their bodies are not seen. They are like traveling from the earth to another planet. There is no news and they just disappear from the sight of living people.

His father disappeared, and his mother was depressed and suffered from severe depression. She later overdosed and died after resuscitation failed.

Jiang Sen had excellent grades in all subjects. Because he was influenced by his father since he was a child, he had a strong interest in archeology, so he resolutely entered the Institute of Archeology. After graduating from the institute, he was admitted by his father's unit under special circumstances.

His genetics gave him quick thinking and a wise mind.

Jiang Sen looked closely at the picture with a magnifying glass and was surprised to find that there were carvings on the sarcophagus. It was just that he couldn't see clearly what the patterns were in the picture. He looked carefully again and was even more surprised. Not only were there carvings on the sarcophagus, but there were also some on the surrounding walls.

Engraving pattern.

It can be seen that the true identity of this picture is from an ancient tomb. Judging from the clothes on the person lying on his back in the sarcophagus, he should be a famous prince. The corpse lying on the ground should be the prince's servant.

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So who took the photo of such a secret ancient tomb, or was it hand-drawn? Jiang Sen’s eyes hurt when he saw it, and he didn’t see any flaws. He could only place it casually on the bedside table, rub his eyes, and finally

Lie down in a comfortable position.

Before falling asleep, he thought about whether he would have that kind of strange dream tonight. If he did, he would have to look carefully at the scene in your dream.

Sure enough, he was in a dream again. In the dream, the same person was still talking. It was like gibbering or giving instructions, but he couldn't hear clearly anyway.

The only thing that remained fresh in his memory was that the man in the dream seemed to be very anxious. He stuttered a bit, and looked very cautious as he leaned close to his ear and spoke.

Jiang Sen felt a cold air close to his face, and because of fear in his heart and subconscious struggle, he woke up all of a sudden. After waking up, he felt a little regretful that he still didn't hear clearly what the person in the dream said to him.

The next day, Jiang Sen went to and from work as usual, traveling through the time tunnel at three o'clock and one line at a time.

Jiang Sen has an old classmate named Duan Qiming, who is in the pharmaceutical business.

If I have time that day, I will come to Johnson to discuss the time and place for the college reunion.

The two made an appointment to meet at a relatively peaceful and secluded teahouse in the city.

Duan Qiming, a more realistic and straightforward man with eccentric behavior, is a famous truth emperor. His mantra: Friendship, from a philistine point of view; between friends, the euphemistic name is "mutual help", but in fact it is "

Mutual utilization of friendship; in mutual utilization, value is constantly created.

Jiang Sen was a minute late. Duan Qiming was reluctant to give up. "Damn, you are always late. Do you know how precious my time is? I am pinching every minute."

"Haha! You look so complacent. Have you gotten rich recently?" Jiang Sen joked, avoiding the topic.

Duan Qiming pretended to be mysterious, scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and approached the other party. With a mysterious expression, he said: "Brother, I am doing a big business recently. Take a guess."

Taking a sip of hot tea, Jiang Sen smiled and said nothing.

"Oh, I can't stand it. You're such a pretty boy. Looking at me like this, I——." Duan Qiming continued jokingly: "If you were a woman, I would spend a lot of money on you without hesitation and win you over."

As long as you are happy to marry me."

Jiang Sen's extraordinarily handsome and fair face turned red, and he scolded the other person in a low voice: "Here you go again, I am a man. Don't say such disgusting words, okay?" Then he leaned over and looked into the other person's eyes.

Full of curiosity, he teased: "I really want to know what business you are doing now?"

Duan Qiming blinked and smiled slyly, "Really want to know?"

Jiang Sen retracted his body and said in an understatement, "Not to mention knocking you down, besides, what you do has nothing to do with me."

Duan Qiming raised his fingers at Jiang Sen, winked, and said in a very ambiguous manner: "Come here and let me tell you."

"Bah! Don't give me that expression, it looks disgusting." Jiang Sen spat seriously.

"Brother, I have been doing a lot of (kidney) business recently."
Chapter completed!