Mission traceability

"Have you read the story of the porter in Baghdad?" Hertha didn't answer my question.

"I just heard the story of Sinbad the Sailor." I answered truthfully.

"I've heard of it." Brother Peng seemed to know everything now.

"There is a part of Sinbad's story about the sailor Sinbad who died on an island. You know what I'm talking about. Tell him about it." Hertha said.

"Fuck, why do you know everything?" I asked the cat.

"No way, I'm interested..." Brother Peng said.

In fact, I have heard of this story, but I just forgot.The main story is that in Arabia at that time, a rich young master ruined all his family property, then he packed up his old things and went to sea to do business.But the bad luck is that every time this buddy goes out, something will happen, and the boat will capsize every time.But he is the luckiest every time, all the crew members are dead, and he is always alive.The story Hesha told is part of it. The sailor Sinbad was lost in another kingdom, where he got the status second only to the king and a beautiful wife, but this kingdom has a very strange rule. When only one of the husband and wife dies, the other must be buried with the other.There is a special cave for storing corpses.One day the sailor Sinbad's wife died of illness, and then he was put into the cave, and he himself was sent down, and he was left with food and water for seven days.If it were us, we would die of hunger and thirst after seven days, or we would go mad and die before seven days.But the sailor Sinbad didn't. He tried to move as little as possible and reduce food consumption. After the next dead person came in, he killed the living one and robbed them of food.In this way, Sinbad survived, and found another exit, finally got the rescue of others, and returned to his country.

"Could it be that the custom you mentioned is the custom of the Sumerians?" I asked Hesha in surprise.

Hesha nodded: "Yes, that's how ancient Sumeria left this seedling. These people are obviously much smarter than Sinbad. After they came in, no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find a way out. They just gave up the idea of ​​going out, and finally found this place, where they reasonably arranged the life and death of the people who were sent down, maintained a kind of equality between men and women, and began to multiply and survive here."

"And the Amorites are the same as the Sumerians before them, right? The existence of competition is conducive to the evolution of the race, but such an environment must make them depend on each other to survive. So they are both rivals and friends. These thousands of It will take years to persevere." I continued.

"Yes, you are very smart." It was rare for Hertha to compliment me.

"If this is the sacrificial pit at that time, forgive me for calling it that, but it seems to be used for this. Why are there so many exits leading to the ground? For example, the place we came in before is actually very thin from the exit instructions a layer of stone wall." I asked puzzled.

"They only swung the ax 99 times out of a hundred, and they never know what they will get with the next axe. They have tried countless times for thousands of years, but they don't know from a certain year, they gave up. I thought about going out," Hesha said.

"Indeed, after countless disappointments, who can rekindle hope. By the way, why didn't the people after that come in again?" I asked.

"Because the Amorites were also extinct, ancient Babylon was annexed by the powerful Assyrian Empire. Not long after, the Chaldeans wiped out the Assyrians and established the New Babylonian Kingdom, which was soon wiped out by the Persian Empire. It is frequent. The war destroyed these two ancient races." Brother Peng interrupted.

"Yes, this is a kind of sadness in the course of history." Mao'er has also learned to sigh.

"Okay, we're here, Ye Fei, go in by yourself, the leader of the Amorites just wants to chat with you alone." Hesha said.

Talking along the way, I really didn’t feel anything at all. Now that I took a closer look, I really came to the central square of the Amorites.The architectural style here is similar to that of the Sumorans, but with a little more shape. After all, their ancestors once built the Hanging Garden, one of the Seven Wonders.But Hesha's words still made me not quite understand: "Why should I go in by myself? I can't understand what they said."

"I forgot to tell you that in the social status of the Amorites, there is a special class, that is, the priests. They are the servants of the temple, responsible for presiding over sacrificial activities, festivals, chanting and praying, divination, etc. Although This kind of people existed as early as the Sumerian period, but without the support of a huge kingdom, the little priests had limited magic power. Of course, the priests of the ancient Babylonian kingdom were not small, and their abilities are still unknown to us. Do you know why I understand the ancient Sumerian language?" Hertha asked.

"Shouldn't you tell me that the Amorite priest inside taught you?" I couldn't even imagine it.

"As I said, you are very smart." Hertha smiled again with satisfaction.

"You're not going to tell me that the old guy inside has lived for thousands of years, that's unlikely." I asked.

"Go in and you'll know." Hertha began to urge me.

Although I wanted to know everything, this place didn't feel very good to me. I was reluctant, but I went in step by step.

The internal structure of this house appears to be very simple. There is a bed when you enter the door, which is still made of mud and straw.It is covered with all kinds of herbs. If I sleep on it, I don't think I will live to be 30 years old.

"You are finally here, the chosen one." An old voice came from the bed.

"Where are you?" I looked around carefully again, but I still didn't see anyone.

"I don't think you'd like to see me very much, boy, I've been waiting for you a long time," said the voice.

"Have you really lived for thousands of years?" I asked in amazement.

"Do you believe in the existence of the soul?"

"I don't really believe it, but I'm a little afraid of ghosts." I said.

"Honest child, my body has been dead for thousands of years, and my soul has been waiting for you for thousands of years." The voice said vicissitudes.

"I have never understood why you waited for me, and why am I the chosen one?" This is the biggest doubt in my heart.

"I can see, child, you want to know too much in your heart, but I can't answer this. The questions I can answer are limited. Please ask quickly."

"Why don't you just tell me what you know?"

"Because I can't."

Obviously, what the priest said made me speechless, and I didn't come here for a purpose. I finally found a question similar to my situation in Kanas Lake, but I still couldn't answer it.And if I don't ask, he won't answer, so I don't have any questions.

"Master Priest, I don't know what question to ask."

"Really? If you don't ask, I can't answer you anything."

"By the way, why are you chatting with me alone? Also, how can you speak Chinese in this era?" After holding back for a long time, two questions finally came out.

"The first question, because I don't want that woman to know your question. The second question, no matter where I am in this era, I will."

Sometimes problems are like dominoes. When the first one is pushed, the second one also falls down.

"Why don't you want Hesha to know?" I was more concerned about this question, because I was also suspicious of her organization and relationship with Xiaoai.

"She believes in an evil sect, and the country controlled by her sect has trampled here. But I can't help but cooperate with her, because she is the only person who has been here."

"Evil sect? Do you mean Catholicism?" Because I know Hertha is Catholic.

"I don't know, but they tampered with our civilization and gods, which is a great blasphemy against us."

"Although I don't understand it, it's not a big problem in my opinion." Religious belief is bullshit for us atheists. Why foreigners think Chinese people are terrible is precisely because many Chinese people have no faith.

"No, no, my young boy, do you think that's all fake?" he asked me instead.

"At least I don't think it's true," I replied.

"What if I say that's all true?"

"If those myths are true, how can human beings exist for so long?" It's a simple question. The Jade Emperor can wipe out human beings with just a single sneeze, and he hasn't had a cold for thousands of years?Only fools believe it.

"You misunderstood me. The existence of those gods is true, but the stories are false. I believe you have seen an unexpected creature, haven't you?" said the voice.

"You mean chi kiss?"

"Yes, there are many things in this world that humans don't know, but the evil sect like the woman outside has been studying these. So, I taught her our language, so that sooner or later, she will Bringing you here is all arranged by fate."

"It's fate again. I hate this word. I believe you don't know what my mission is."

"Yes, once destiny starts, you can no longer stop moving forward, haven't you noticed? Well, you still have one last question, I'm going to disappear soon."

I always feel that no matter how difficult this buddy is for me, he doesn't know any of the questions I want to know, but he still keeps asking me to ask questions.Eighty percent of the time he was alive, he was either insane or dead, and the coffin lid pressed his head.

"Okay, let me ask one last question, how the sky garden was built." I thought to myself, this is the problem, and I can go to Brother Peng to show it off after I figure it out, maybe I can call me when I publish some puzzle-solving paper It's a fire.

"You mean the ship of the Prophet Noah?"