The birth of ancient Tibetan religion originated from the natural worship of religious power by all living beings in slave society, from human beings' surrender to powerful divine power and fear of the unknown, from the cowardice deep in the soul and the shock of death.
If the ancient Tibetan religion at that time was tyrannical and went against the trend of history, it was still necessary to exist, then in today's society, if this terrifying demon wants to revive, it will be self-destruction. Because not only the people in the world are not
Even if they agree, history will not agree either.
I suddenly thought of the "politics" that Ning Rabbit told me. The ancient Tibetan religion's attempt is to control the snow-covered plateau and turn this sacred land into a place where their demons dance wildly.
"Has Dahong woke up?" I was greatly surprised.
"Yes, she woke up, and it took about three days." The dean said, "At first we thought she might have woken up because she was out of control of the medicine. This medicine must be taken on time, otherwise the properties of the medicine will be lost.
weaken."
"Isn't that true?" I asked, "That's exactly what Sam said."
"Yes, but not." The dean shook his head. "In the first period of time, Dahong's original consciousness gradually recovered, and everything seemed to be getting better. However, not long after, her body began to fester, and her whole body
It all stunk, so we performed surgery on her, but found that her body was already highly corrupted."
"how so?!"
"This is what shocked us." The dean sighed, "Just when we thought she was hopeless, she miraculously recovered that night, and her ulcerated body healed healthily. Although there was still pus on her body,
But the body is still healthy.”
"What about her consciousness?"
"Return to the way she came here."
"Isn't it because of the drugs?"
"I'm not sure about this. The drug residues we detected in her body have been decreasing over time, which shows that this drug can be metabolized and excreted by the human body. It stands to reason that the effect of the drug will continue to weaken.
Yes." The dean said, "We have tried all detection methods for the changes in Dahong, but we still have no clue."
"Did she show any other signs during her time here?"
"Yes!" The dean nodded vigorously, "Speaking of it, I still have lingering fears about this matter."
"That night, I suddenly woke up from my deep sleep. It turned out that the window was not closed, and the night wind was filled with chill. When I wanted to get up and close the window, I found that I could not move, even my voice was stuck in my throat, and my whole body felt like paralysis.
It’s like it’s gone.”
"Ghost on the bed?" I asked doubtfully.
"I immediately realized that I was in a nightmare, but at that moment, the hair on my body stood up and my scalp tingled, and I saw a man in black standing in the corner."
"What? A man in black?" I immediately became nervous, "Did someone sneak into a heavily guarded mental hospital? Is this possible?"
"My first reaction at the time was that someone had sneaked into my room and drugged me. But when I took a closer look, I realized something was wrong. The moonlight outside the window reflected the frosty white inside the room, but there was no shadow of that person!" The dean was nervous!
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Because the shadow of the vertical wooden rack for hats and coats also leaning against the corner is clearly visible on the wall. There is only one possibility. The person is transparent, and his feet are so dark below his calves that it is difficult to see his feet." The dean said.
Speaking of
During this experience, my tone of voice was trembling very much, and it was not like I was talking casually.
I looked him over and asked, "You mean ghost?"
"Lin Kun, listen to the dean!" Huo Xinlan interrupted my question.
"The man staggered towards me. I struggled desperately, but couldn't make a sound. As the man got closer and closer, I felt a strong tinnitus in my ears, and then a strong squeezing feeling in my head. I felt like I was
My brain was invaded by invisible external forces, and my consciousness was gradually pushed to the edge of the skull, almost leaving the body."
These words of the dean made me vaguely aware that there are indeed other factors in the changes in Dahong. If someone has sneaked into this place, the possibility is not high, but judging from the dean's statement, if it is adopted
It may not be possible to find other means.
"At that moment, my secretary came back. He happened to be up at night. The ringing in my ears and the squeezing sensation suddenly disappeared, and the man in black disappeared. I sat up suddenly and regained my strength." The dean was relieved when he said this.
.
"Later, did you check the reason?"
"I checked, but found nothing!" The dean sighed, looking a little helpless. "As far as I know, about one-third of the people nationwide who have experienced ghosts pressing on their beds have seen visions, and another 30% have seen visions.
I have had a strong sense of consciousness squeezing and conflict, as well as a strong sense of magnetic oppression, maybe..."
It seems that deep down in his heart, the dean has accepted the theory of ghosts pressing the bed.
"By the way, Dean, have you checked the personnel in the hospital that night?"
The dean glanced at me and said, "I know what you want to say. You suspect that there is something wrong with the internal personnel. I have thought about this, but there is no evidence and I can't find any clues."
"Did Dahong change back to his original appearance after that night?"
The dean nodded, "The strange thing is here. Dahong turned into a madman again that night. I tried to start with the people who came into contact with her, but after detailed investigation, no one came into contact with her at all that night, except...
"
"Except for what?"
"8624..."
"You mean the 8624 that no longer exists? He controlled Dahong with his consciousness?"
"This is the only explanation!"
Although I don’t know whether this 8624 really still exists in this world as the dean said, in a way of existence that transcends all life, and can control people’s hearts through consciousness, but this explanation is indeed too bizarre and ridiculous, and
There is no logical connection and it is not credible.
"Okay, it's getting late." Huo Xinlan looked at her watch, "We have to go."
I looked at the time. It was almost dawn. I had to rush back to the hotel as I had to leave in the morning.
So, I hurriedly said goodbye to the dean, drove back to the hotel, and hurriedly lay on the bed to rest for a few hours. Driving long distances on the rugged mountain road was very energy-consuming, and it was not enough to stay awake all night.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Xu Qian called and said that she had already met up with Fatty Guo in Shenyang. Because Si Weiqi had other arrangements for Fatty Guo, she transferred him back and said that she would be rounding up with me while Xu Qian was there.
Qian then investigated Zhuge Longyun's daughter by herself and tried to find her as soon as possible.
British MI6 is indeed very cunning, even better than the KGB of the former Soviet Union. They are ruthless and cunning, and their whereabouts are cunning, causing our plans to be blocked at every turn.
"Currently there is intelligence that Zhuge Longyun's daughter is also in danger." Xu Qian said on the other end of the phone, "We are trying our best to protect her, but the other party is acting very quickly, and we must be one step ahead."
"Sister Qian, why do you think the British want to kill everyone?"
"There is only one possibility. Zhuge Longyun's daughter is the key clue."
"It seems that you and I are heroes. I also think it is impossible for Zhuge Longyun to deal with such important research results hastily. He must know that he is the target of public criticism, so he will definitely leave a backup plan!"
"That's not the key yet." Xu Qian said, "The object of protection is still a mysterious figure."
"Mysterious person?" I was shocked. "Isn't she just a college student? What's so mysterious about her?"
"Our intelligence has learned that Zhuge Longyun's daughter, now named Jin Xi, changed her name ten years ago. She is now 21 years old and studying at Shenyang University."
"What's going on? What does it mean?" I asked confused.
"Before, Jin Xi studied in the Department of Economics of Peking University and completed her freshman year. During this process, she and Zhuge Longyun never formally met on the campus of Peking University. Moreover, she transferred to the Department of Economics of Shenyang University in September last year. Due to the need to change majors and conceal her identity and age, she repeated her freshman year at Shenyang University."
"It seems that Zhuge Longyun knew that his research project touched the sensitive nerves of the intelligence communities of various countries and would lead to death in the future. In order to protect his daughter, he changed her name and identity and sent her to an unknown place. He was studying in Shenyang, and at the same time, he told the outside world that his daughter was studying abroad."
"Yes, at present, the British may have obtained information about Jin Xi and are preparing to assassinate him. However, one thing is certain, they do not know Jin Xi's cover identity yet."
Hearing this, my uneasy eyes were filled with anxiety and doubt.
"Sister Qian, in this mission, you and Fatty Guo have a heavy responsibility and must ensure Jin Xi's safety."
"It goes without saying that your action to protect Zhuge Longyun failed, and Sister Qi was furious, but she was too embarrassed to vent her anger on you, so she turned all her anger on me. I can tell you that sooner or later, I will It’s up to you!”
"Okay, okay, my good sister Qian, you can do whatever you want. As long as you don't murder your husband, I'll let you do whatever you want!"
Xu Qian chuckled on the other end of the phone and said: "Damn it, you said this, so just wash yourself and wait for me to see if I don't eat you alive!"
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Yiyun and I had a quick breakfast, and then drove off. We drove all the way, and we must reach Mawanggou before sunset.
Huo Xinlan set off with us. Cheng Yiyun and I were in the same car. Huo Xinlan and her people were following behind. While driving, Ning Tu sent an email to my mailbox. It was the clues he had sorted out before. I leaned on the seat on, trying to find some clues.
However, Ning Rabbit's information is very complicated, and there are so many threads to sort it out that you can only browse it in a hurry to find out the general outline. I'm afraid it will not be easy to get the details out of the cocoon.
Chapter completed!