Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

Just at the mouth of the jar, a dry hand slowly stretched out from inside.

I quickly pulled Li Da Kui over. He stared at the hand, his heart in his throat, and he couldn't shout. But surprisingly, it was a severed hand, and a mouse pushed it up from below. So he had the illusion that it was a ghost hand that oozed out of the jar.

"I was scared to death."

I patted my chest and sweated.

"Bang!"

The jar broke for some reason, and all the things inside fell down. But at first glance, it was nothing more than some broken copper and iron. Looking closely, those seemed to be similar to the piece of iron in Shunzi's hand.

It seemed to be a fragment of something.

"Li Da Kui picked it up carefully, and after a closer look, he really found a ghost eye totem mark on it."

"That's right."

He said.

"It seems there is another diary?"

I found a notebook from the pile of broken iron. It was very old. I opened it and saw that there were some densely written contents. However, they all seemed to be some running accounts. You would not know until you saw it. It was really shocking. Those numbers were the money Fuxi won when he went out to gamble in the middle of the night.

At the beginning, it was one thousand or two thousand, and at the end, it was one or two thousand.

Almost all the records were the winnings, and there was no record of losing money.

Could it be that he only won and never lost?

However, the words at the end of the record seemed a little sloppy. It just said that the treasure could help him win money. In the end, there seemed to be no record. There was no record for several years.

It seems that he is really dead!

Li Da Kui analyzed whether he was killed by the people in the casino? This possibility is not ruled out, but what is the treasure he recorded that makes him win every time he gambles?

Oh, why did I forget...

At this time, I took out the fragment of Journey to the West and looked for what this totem means.

There is a record on page 11 of the fragment.

But strangely, I didn't understand the words:

"Burning, killing, looting, greed, gambling, bloodthirsty demons, human nature is evil, open a door, golden light, like hell on earth..."

The words are very simple, I can recognize all the symbols in one breath, but I only have a vague understanding of the specific meaning, and the totem and the pattern on the iron are exactly the same, as if they were printed.

"Rakshasa Gate!"

There are a few extremely subtle words under the totem.

And there is a heart-shaped shape in the middle of the totem. Could it be that stone? Maybe, that stone is the key to open this door?

No wonder, when Mo Lan saw the stone, she was a little happy.

However, I flipped through most of the book, and there was no detailed record of this ancient country of Rakshasa, let alone its specific location.

"Hey, what are you dawdling about, it's dark."

Outside, the old man yelled at the house.

"I'll be out soon!"

Li Da Kui waved his hand impatiently.

"What's up, brother, have you found anything?" Li Da Kui asked me.

"Put these things in the jar first and take them back."

It was already past six in the afternoon when we returned to the Mo Lan Research Institute, but she seemed to be very busy these two days and had no time to take care of other things.

But the professor's physical condition seemed to be getting more and more unstable.

And just when we were going back, we were about to visit the professor, but several people held him down, and something was wrong.

His whole body had protruding blood vessels, and you could almost see the bright red blood flowing through his body, like a thin snake, which was extremely terrifying.

"Quick, don't let him get away."

That Zhen Yi seemed very anxious.

Li Da Kui and I also hurried to help hold the professor down.

"Roar!"

The professor opened his mouth, and at this moment it was like a beast roaring, and the whole bed collapsed.

"Tranquilizer!"

"Here it comes..."

But the needle couldn't penetrate the professor's tense muscles at all, and several needles broke.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, I found that there seemed to be something under the professor's armpit.

Li Da Kui quickly grabbed the professor's arm and used all his strength to see clearly that there was a nail-sized suture mark under the professor's armpit, as if a piece of skin was cut and then sealed with needle and thread.

"It seems that there is something in the flesh."

We all saw it clearly.

"The scalpel!"

Soon, several people held down the professor and cut off the nail-sized piece of flesh.

"It's a memory card!"

What was taken out of the flesh was a memory card soaked in soapy water.

Obviously, the professor should have put all the information in it, just in case, no wonder no one knew about his research results.

Suddenly, at this moment, a can of tranquilizer was directly pierced into the wound, and soon the professor calmed down, and then his swollen body gradually shrank, and the whole person fell into a drowsy sleep.

Getting the professor's memory card is undoubtedly a big surprise for us, and we will no longer be like headless flies bumping around.

However, what exactly is in the memory card, whether it is really like what Mo Lan said about the specific ruins of Rakshasa, we still need to further identify.