Chapter 1446
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Chapter 1446
Xiaoxuan's current appearance was too scary. Her eyes turned white, her mouth drooled, and she didn't respond at all to my loud calls.
Master Zhe wiped the knife and said with a cold face: "I'm going to chase her. You quickly take her back to the king to find a solution."
I ran all the way and hurriedly carried Xiaoxuan back to the camp and shouted: "Come and help!"
"What's going on here!"
"Brother Yu! I...I don't know!"
He put his head on a stick and limped over to take a look.
After running all the way, I gasped for air and quickly recounted what had just happened.
"Mirror... inlaid bronze mirror...?"
He frowned and murmured: "What on earth is that?"
Dou Sprout also limped over and shouted anxiously: "Zhao Xuanxuan! Zhao Xuanxuan!"
"Oh shit!"
I was so angry that I punched the ground!
I can't accept that Xiaoxuan has two shortcomings. If spending money can save her, I am willing to spend all my savings.
Xiaoxuan's current condition is similar to an epileptic seizure, but the difference is that she does not convulse.
We don't know what happened to her, it's beyond our comprehension.
The phone that Evil Tongtian left behind was an Iridium phone. This kind of satellite phone is the second generation. In 2002, the market price was 33,000 yuan, but it was impossible to buy it. In fact, it would cost more than 40,000 yuan. Not to mention in the mountains, I heard that it was in Antarctica. All can be used.
He pulled out the antenna and kept making phone calls. I didn't even know the people he asked.
At this moment, the importance of connections was highlighted.
The leader's connections are not only involved in tomb robbing, but also involve all kinds of strange people in the world.
Among them, an old man named Huang said this:
"Apparently, the mirror is a carrier. Some of the black witchcraft of the ancient Southern Qiang people requires the use of mirrors. The thing you describe should be a mirror."
"觋(xi) mirror?"
He looked confused and asked: "Is it a kind of 觋器?"
The old man surnamed Huang responded: "Yes, it is a kind of 觋器. This word is described in Shuowen Jiezi. For men, it is called 觋, and for women, it is called witch. From the shaman, you can worship the gods, and you can worship the gods. See the gods."
"Phanerozoology, I only know a little about these things, but I know a retired old professor who specializes in this kind of stuff. His surname is Song. He should be awake at this point. You should call him quickly and ask how to solve it."
After hanging up, I waited for a while and then contacted the retired professor through my friend named Huang. It took three calls to get through.
He raised his head and asked directly: "Is it Professor Song? Old Huang must have said hello. I would like to know how to solve this situation."
Professor Wang's voice was hoarse. He preached on the phone: "The art of 苋surge and the art of 焘 are the same. They use some undead as a medium to exert spiritual power on people. Twenty years ago, I went to Yunnan for inspection and came back." , I wrote a series of papers and submitted them to xz University, but no one believed my papers."
The old professor sighed: "It's a pity that in today's society, only science is left. In addition, everything that cannot be explained by science has been classified as feudal superstition. In Yunnan, I saw with my own eyes the consequences of a living person being infected by a scorpion technique. That The tragic situation cannot be faked."
The head said: "Professor Wang, I just want a solution."
"It's hard to crack..."
"According to what you said, the mirror is a bronze mirror and the undead medium is a dead snake. This is the first time I have heard of this. It is very complicated. I need time to check the information."
"how long?"
"It won't take long, probably about half a day. Please be patient and wait for my call back."
After hanging up the phone, everyone was silent.
I wiped away the saliva from the corner of Xiaoxuan's mouth and touched her face. It was very cold.
I started thinking wildly.
Is there another illusory world in the bronze mirror? Xiaoxuan is at a loss in that world.
I couldn't help but lean down and kiss Xiaoxuan on the face.
There is a popular song now, which contains the sentence:
"The face I kissed in my dream could not come to me."
This lyric happened to express my state of mind at that time.