inspire-indiana Chapter 761 Whitening
Chapter 761 Whitening
When she overlapped the two patterns with a laser pen, the crystal columns formed a complete star map, with the center pointing directly to the direction of the Kunlun Mountains. On the eve of the return trip, the archaeological team's camp was attacked by unknown creatures. The night watch team found hoof prints similar to camels outside the tent, but the edges of the footprints had sharp claw marks. Zhou Zhengguo called up the infrared camera screen, and dozens of pairs of green eyes flashed among the sand dunes in the dark. "It's a sand wolf," Chen Mo loaded his shotgun, "but they shouldn't appear in this area." During the breakout, the convoy got lost in the Yadan landform. The GPS signal completely disappeared, and the fuel gauge was approaching the red line. Su Tang suddenly remembered the crystal column star map. She used a compass to point to the star position and found that the handle of the Big Dipper was pointing to a hidden canyon. There was an underground river at the bottom of the valley, and rock paintings that lasted for thousands of years were engraved on the rock walls - from the era of the Queen of Jingjue to the Silk Road merchants in the Tang Dynasty, recording the rise and fall of desert civilization. Deep in the dark river cave, the archaeological team discovered the real "Eye of the Desert" - under the dome with a diameter of 100 meters, there was a huge magnetic device suspended, and the surface was engraved with the same star track symbols as the bronze lampstand. When Su Tang embedded the lampstand into the groove of the device, the whole cave lit up with brilliant golden light, and the dome projected a complete Silk Road star map, with each star corresponding to an undiscovered ancient site. On the way back, Su Tang received an anonymous email. The attachment was a blurry video: a foreign organization was studying a similar magnetic device, and a portrait of the Queen of Jingjue was posted on the background wall. She held the bronze lampstand tightly, and the lamp oil swayed in the bumps, reflecting the last rock painting on the rock wall - a traveler with a backpack on his back, walking towards the unknown stars. Three months later, the Niya Ruins Museum opened. The bronze lampstand in the display cabinet was quietly displayed. In the reflection of the glass, Su Tang saw Chen Mo standing in the crowd. When the man turned around, she caught a glimpse of a half-cut Kunlun Mountain topographic map in the side pocket of his backpack, with unwashed desert red sand on the edge.
The Secret Talisman of the Sea of Sand (Continued)
The spotlights from the museum's dome flowed on the surface of the bronze lampstand. Su Tang looked at Chen Mo's receding back, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck. The edge of the map stained with red sand clearly had the same magnetic pattern as in the video of the overseas organization. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Zhou Zhengguo: "Chen Mo is not right." Three hours later, the archaeological team's temporary meeting room. Zhou Zhengguo spread the satellite map on the long table and circled a blank area somewhere in the Kunlun Mountains with a red pen: "According to the crystal column star map, the next site is here-but that is a military restricted area." He pushed the tablet over, and the screen showed a screenshot of the anonymous video received by Su Tang, "And there are signs that overseas organizations have taken the lead." When Chen Mo pushed the door in, the camouflage shoulder straps were still stained with dust from the museum. He scanned the documents on the table, and the pupils behind the glasses shrank slightly: "I apply to lead the team." He took out a sealed bag from his backpack, which contained a piece of animal bone with teeth marks. "I was on duty at the museum last night and found that someone had pried open the Han Dynasty caravan exhibition area." In the early morning when the off-road vehicle entered the Kunlun Pass, the barometer needle swung violently. Su Tang stared at the back of Chen Mo's head, and the man's knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel. A harsh noise suddenly came from the car radio, followed by a distorted voice: "The torchbearer... the betrayer..." Chen Mo slammed on the brakes, and in the rearview mirror, three black off-road vehicles were chasing them by running over their tracks. "Take a shortcut!" Zhou Zhengguo unfolded the military map and pointed his finger at the area marked "Death Valley". Chen Mo suddenly turned the front of the car, and the tires slipped on the gravel road: "There is a geomagnetic anomaly over there, and you can't get out once you go in." His Adam's apple rolled, and Su Tang caught a glimpse of the bronze pendant hanging on his chest - exactly the same as the fragments of cultural relics in the stolen display cabinet of the museum. When the convoy was forced into a dead end in the canyon, the door of the black SUV opened. The man in the gas mask raised the loudspeaker, his voice mixed with the wind and snow: "Hand over the lampstand, we will let you go." Chen Mo suddenly jumped out of the car and took out a wooden box from his arms: "I will go with you!" Su Tang rushed over to grab his arm, but what he touched was cold metal - there was a micro-locator hidden in his sleeve. In the melee, Zhou Zhengguo activated the smoke bomb. Su Tang dragged Chen Mo down the steep slope and found a secret entrance in the crack of the rock. The cave wall was engraved with the same Kharosthi script as the Niya ruins. Chen Mo scraped off the moss with a dagger, and the text appeared: "The last fire, in the place where the stars fell." He turned to look at Su Tang, with a complex light in his eyes: "My father was one of the first archaeologists looking for the 'Eye of the Desert' and disappeared near here 20 years ago." The underground river rushed in the darkness, and the fluorescent jellyfish illuminated the star map mural on the top of the cave. Su Tang suddenly stopped - the top of the scepter of the Queen of Jingjue on the mural was actually a rotating magnet device. Chen Mo took out the bronze pendant he brought from the museum and inserted it into the groove of the mural. The entire rock wall suddenly turned, revealing a secret room filled with parchment scrolls. "It's the Records of the Exquisite Craftsmanship!"
Su Tang unfolded the scroll, and the faded cinnabar handwriting recorded an astonishing secret: ancient craftsmen used meteorites from outer space to create a magnet device that could control the energy of the earth veins. But the last page was burned by fire, leaving only half a sentence: "Only the blood of the holder of the lamp..." Suddenly, there was an explosion outside the cave, and the searchlight of the foreign organization penetrated the smoke. Chen Mo stuffed the sheepskin scroll into a waterproof bag, tore off the pendant around his neck and threw it into the abyss: "This is what they want." He dragged Su Tang into the side cave, and the damp rock wall exuded cold air. When the spotlight swept over his head, Su Tang heard him whisper: "My father discovered that someone wanted to use magnets to make weapons, so..." There was a sound of gears turning from deep underground, and a sarcophagus rose in the center of the secret room. The surface of the coffin was engraved with the Big Dipper, and Chen Mo trembled and brushed off the dust - the relief on the coffin lid was exactly the same as the photo of his father when he was young. Su Tang noticed that blue-green liquid was seeping out of the gap in the sarcophagus, and suddenly remembered the radioactive material in the crystal column: "This is a trap!" Before he finished speaking, the sarcophagus exploded. In the blue mist, a mechanical spider-like device bared its fangs. Chen Mo raised his geological hammer and smashed it, but his arm was entangled in a spider web. Su Tang grabbed the bronze lampstand and inserted it into the core of the device according to the position of the star map. The whole cave shook violently. Amid the roar of the magnet device starting up, she saw the final scene projected on the rock wall: the Queen of Jingjue sank the magnet into the Kunlun Abyss, and the family of the lamp holder guarded the seal for generations. When the archaeological team met with the military, Chen Mo's hand was still holding a half-burned parchment scroll. In the distance, the destroyed camp of the foreign organization was emitting black smoke, and the remains of a magnet device flickered in the morning light. Zhou Zhengguo patted him on the shoulder: "Your father's notes were found in the military archives." Chen Mo looked down at the burn scar on his palm, where the pattern of the Big Dipper vaguely emerged. Half a year later, Dunhuang Research Institute. Su Tang was repairing the newly unearthed murals, and in one corner of the picture was an archaeological team in modern clothes. Outside the window, Chen Mo is instructing interns to build a magnet model. He has a bronze badge on his helmet—an ancient seal brought back from the Kunlun secret realm, with the words "Light Bearer" engraved on it. In the distance, on the top of the Qilian Mountains, star tracks are slowly moving in the night, waiting for the next person to unlock the secret.