Chapter 5 of the original Zhenxia series Spirit Chair

Yuan Zhenxia still had time to thank him, and the South Vietnamese who were on the side had already breathed a long sigh and looked impatient.

　　Su Yaoxi added, "However, that batch of books is already very old, and it must be read in a place where the temperature and humidity are appropriate, and it must be very careful so that it will not be further damaged——"

　　Yuan Zhenxia understood what he meant: "Of course, I will look at them in the library's greenhouse." ”

　　Su Yaoxi had already walked outside and waved his hand at Yuan Zhenxia: "I will order you to go down, and the greenhouse is open for you twenty-four hours!" ”

　　He walked out, and Nanyue trembled, "What are you waiting for?" Go read that batch of books! Alas, it is abominable, if it were not for the fact that decades ago, this batch of books was sold, and I bought a house, and those books would naturally be mine! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Nan, what do you think you can find in those books?" ”

　　Nanyue swallowed again, "I can already be sure that the person who built this huge mansion was a general manager of the Ning King's Mansion at that time." Before King Ning could raise an army, he stole many treasures from king Ning's mansion and fled south to this island that was extremely desolate at that time. ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia made a gesture and signaled him to continue. Nanyue's expression was excited and mysterious: "If you think about it, that chair was found in such a secret place in his huge mansion, and it must be the most precious thing he stole in his hand." Since there are many records about the Ning King's Mansion in those books, we must be able to further obtain information on this chair from those records! ”

　　South Vietnam's analysis was very reasonable, and Yuan Zhenxia said "Hmm": "It is possible!" ”

　　Nanyue clenched his fists in both hands: "What is possible--as long as this batch of records is not too scattered, it will definitely be found!" Those records are all about what happened in the Ning King's Mansion, and I guess it is the handwriting of the general manager of the Palace, which is extremely valuable literature! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia said, "Director Su promised to show me, I can watch it at any time." ”

　　South Vietnam busied himself: "Let me watch with you... I...... Know more than you, let me watch it together! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia agreed very cheerfully, "Good, but I want to go and see that weird chair first!" ”

　　Nanyue rubbed his hands, looked at Yuan Zhenxia, and coaxed Yuan Zhenxia as if he were a child: "Why come and go?" Wouldn't it be better to read the information first, have a better understanding of that chair, and then look at that chair? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia was not at all moved, just shook his head. South Vietnamese were a little annoyed: "Why? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia spread his hands: "I have told you the earliest origin of this chair, I think it should be your turn to do something for me." That said, it's time for me to get something! ”

　　Nanyue cried out, "I also told you about the strange thing about that chair!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia smiled a little: "To be honest, I am afraid that after you get further information, you will not show me that chair!" ”

　　Nanyue immediately raised his hand and swore, "If I have such a meaning, tell me to die in that chair, go and read the records!" ”

　　Nanyue took such a heavy oath, and his expression was so sincere, After all, Yuan Zhenxia was not very good at bargaining with people and insisting on his own interests, not to mention, although he was anxious to see the chair, he was also anxious to see those records--things were so coincidental, a batch of records in the mansion would be in the library, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

　　Therefore, Yuan Zhenxia finally nodded, and walked with South Vietnam to the greenhouse in the library.

　　The temperature of the constant temperature room is always maintained at twenty degrees Celsius, and the relative humidity is fifty-five percent. In such a temperature and humidity, book paper can be properly preserved.

　　Therefore, in the constant temperature room, it is all extremely rare rare books or orphan books.

　　When the clerk led them into the greenhouse, and When South Vietnam saw the letters of Chinese books on the shelves, his eyes were already straight.

　　He looked around and said heartily, "The ancient books I have seen in my life don't add up to as many here!" ”

　　The staff modestly said: "Because our library has unlimited funds, it is more convenient to acquire books." ”

　　Nanyue couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration, but it wasn't until he came to a rather tall, screw-studded rosewood cabinet that he really froze. He made a very strange voice from his throat: "God! sky! This is the masterpiece of the Ming Dynasty craft master Zhu Lisan, this cabinet, heaven... I think this is the only one left in the world! sky! ”

　　He cried out to the sky as he gently touched the cabinet with his hand. It seems that he really has a very deep affection for antiquities.

　　The clerk said, "According to the records, this cabinet, along with the manuscripts in the cabinet, was bought at the same time. ”

　　The clerk said, opening the cabinet door: "Unfortunately, those manuscripts are so old that they are mothed by insects." We have tried our best to remedy it, and we have not been able to moth it any longer. ”

　　As soon as the cabinet door opened, Yuan Zhenxia looked into the cabinet and couldn't help but freeze. South Vietnamese blushed and said fiercely, "The most hateful thing in the world is a silverfish!" ”

　　Silverfish are silverfish, a small insect that specializes in mothting paper, especially traditional Chinese paper.

　　This small insect will drill a zigzag "tunnel" on the paper. They feed on scraps of paper and grow and multiply in those "tunnels" until a thick stack of paper completely turns into a pile of shredded paper, or even a pile of confetti.

　　At this time, after the cabinet door is opened, there are many compartment drawers inside the cabinet. The clerk pulled open a drawer with his hand, and what Hara Zhenxia and South Vietnam saw was only a pile of shredded paper!

　　It was a piece of paper that had been eroded by beetles. In the rest of the section, yes, there are words, and at a glance, you can see that these words are written in the best ink, because after so many years, you can still see that the ink is dark and not blurry at all!

　　But the moth has become like that, and the words have become completely incoherent. And how do you flip through page after page? Once turned, those pieces of paper, I am afraid that the whole will become a confetti!

　　Yuan Zhenxia did not dare to reach out and uncover it, but just looked at the paper on the surface. You can see that it says "Silver ... Two", "pay..." and so on, that could be a stack of payment books.

　　Yuan Zhenxia took a breath and looked at the clerk: "All like this?" ”

　　If it were all like this, it would be of no use at all!

　　The clerk said, "Some of them are better, some are the best, and those are put in a silver box, which may have some anti-moth effect and can be read through." I once looked at it, and that part was full of records of all kinds of rare treasures purchased in the Ning King's Mansion, or treasures contributed by others, which can be said to be all-encompassing. ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia already wanted to ask: Is there any record of a chair? But Nanyue, as if he knew what he wanted to ask, touched him lightly and did not let him ask.

　　Then the South Vietnamese asked the clerk, "May I ask, which drawer is that part recorded in?" ”

　　The clerk opened a drawer at the bottom of the cabinet, and in the drawer was a silver box the same size as a drawer, and the lid of the box was engraved with the three seals of "Yibaolu".

　　Nanyue looked at it and said, "These three words were written by King Ning himself, and I have studied his handwriting!" ”

　　The clerk said, "It's really not simple, how did the things in the Ning King's Mansion end up here?" ”

　　Nanyue said, "It was stolen by the general manager of the royal palace, and sold by the unworthy descendants of the general manager!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia gently opened the lid of the box and breathed a sigh of relief. The books in the box are also very badly mothed, but the paper is still paper, not to become shredded paper. He said, "We'll read it very carefully, so please poop!" ”

　　The clerk walked out, and The South Vietnamese lowered his voice: "Heavens, every piece of paper here, even if it is shredded paper, after being framed and sorted, is also a treasure!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust again: "You already have rare treasures, are you still envious of these?" ”

　　Nanyue was a little embarrassed, and his expression was a little hesitant: "Treasures, the more the better." ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia unveiled the cover of the "Alien Treasure Record" written on it, and several pages in succession was a foreign article, and the handwriting was recognizable nine times out of ten. The article was written by Zhu Chenhao, the king of Ning, and the full text of the quotation is naturally meaningless, to the effect that the world is big, there are many rare treasures, and there are innumerable, only the treasures are counted and fate, and only the virtuous can live in them. He Ning King Zhu Chenhao, the Emperor Gui--, the Destiny of Heaven, so that he can have so many treasures and clouds.

　　From this self-aggrandizing text, it seems that Zhu Chenhao, the king of Ning, has long been ambitious and wants to be emperor.

　　South Vietnam rushed to uncover it, but Yuan Zhenxia pushed him away, because although the paper was still intact, it would be very easy to damage if he was not careful.

　　Yuan Zhenxia naturally did not want any damage, and he carefully turned it over. Next, it is recorded that the journey of obtaining various treasures, such as "Khotanese visitors, offering a pair of white jade plates of mutton fat" and so on.

　　There are also records, but I don't know whether they are true or false. The white jade plate of mutton fat in diameter is naturally rare, but it is not without, but there is a record of pearls, which is very mysterious:

　　"Hundreds of Yue Hepu visitors, offering a hundred pearls, each round and white, color and shape, rare in the world, three points in diameter, especially precious, there is a luminous mother pearl." The night pearl is also a rare treasure in the world, and the mother pearl is also a rare treasure in the world, and tonight the bright mother pearl is combined into one, daring to call it unparalleled in the world. The guest showed the strangeness of the night mother bead in front of the king, it was midnight, the window and door were sealed, and the solid black was as black as glue, and as soon as this bead came out, the screen was like a star, and the people had to be silver. Placed in the plate, the center of the plate, and then poured a hundred of his beads, his beads all revolved around the mother beads, and finally gathered next to the mother beads, orderly, if the mother beads have glue paint. Guest: This night mother pearl, the mother of all pearls, all the pearls in the world have come to attach, and the things of great auspiciousness and good fortune are sincere. The king was overjoyed, gave him a thousand catties of gold, and promised people to receive the sea of Hepu pearls for generations..."

　　Isn't such a record very mysterious?

　　Such a record, in the Ming dynasty sketches, can also see the style of similar miscellaneous notes, it can be seen that this style of writing was quite prosperous at that time.

　　And it is worth noting that at this time, Zhu Chenhao was just a prince with a fief in Jiangxi, what power did he have to promise a person to own a sea area for generations? Of course, at that time, he already had the ambition to rebel and become an emperor.

　　Moreover, that Luminous Mother Pearl, and the ability to gather hundreds of pearls around, is very much in line with the psychology of an ambitionist who wants to be an emperor and hopes to "return from the heavens", so he will give a thousand pounds of gold!

　　In Yuan Zhenxia's view, this record, even if it is a hundred percent actual record, is also very problematic. Because according to the records, the use of some special props, a skilled magician, can make such a mysterious.

　　For example, the use of certain substances that can emit light in the dark, such as phosphorus, to create the effect of "luminous light", and the principle of magnets to cause the effect of "poly beads" and so on.

　　Naturally, this does not need to be investigated. What is certain is that the rebellious psychology of King Ning is quite clear to the people, so people often come to offer some treasures representing "Xiangrui", and King Ning will give them generously.

　　Page after page was revealed, no record of a chair was found, and both Yuan Zhenxia and South Vietnamese were a little disappointed. When only a few pages remained, suddenly, there were only three words on one page: "Spirit Chair Chronicle."

　　As soon as he saw these three words, even Yuan Zhenxia immediately recognized that the three words "YiBaolu" on the cover were written by the same person. That is to say, it was written by Zhu Chenhao, the King of Ning!

　　Both involuntarily, took a breath and glanced at each other. South Vietnamese were so excited and nervous that their bodies trembled, and their voices trembled: "In... Here it is! Spirit Chair Chronicles... Here it is! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia took a deep breath, his hand could not hold back a slight trembling, he carefully opened the page.

　　The Book of the Spirit Chair is an essay with six pages and about three thousand words, which Yuan Zhenxia and Nanyue read quickly. The article was very well written, the words were rich, and the events of the time were very vividly recorded, and what was recorded, no doubt, was the chair. The article records how this chair entered the Ning King's Mansion.

　　(The synopsis of this article will naturally be described in detail below.) ）

　　After reading this article, how the chair arrived at the Ning King's Mansion, I didn't understand it anymore. Moreover, there is a further understanding of the spirituality of this "spirit chair" and some of its history.

　　How this spirit chair could be in that huge mansion can also be imagined. Naturally, it was the general manager of the surname Fu who took him away when he fled.

　　The general manager also knew that this spiritual chair had its spiritual features, which were extraordinary treasures, but he was also extremely jealous of it. Therefore, in the middle of the giant mansion, he made a secret room that could hardly be found, and placed this spiritual chair in it.

　　The general manager thought that no one would ever find this spirit chair again, but the legend of the treasure, coupled with advanced technology, made the spirit chair see the light of day again!

　　After reading that record, Yuan Zhenxia and Nanyue stood still for a long time, unable to say a word.

　　Then, of course, it is best to introduce the contents of the record while they are speechless. The record is written down in the vernacular, and here it is translated into the vernacular, and naturally, the insignificant points are omitted, and only the important ones are chosen.

　　On the sixth day of the first lunar month of 1519 AD, the people of Nanchang Province had just passed the New Year, and they were preparing the lantern decorations, and the city was full of joy.

　　Nanchang is the seat of the Ning Dynasty, and the King of Ning has intended to make Nanchang the capital of a country after the success of the event, so it has long been deliberately operated. In the hearts of ordinary people, they are also proud of the prosperity of Nanchang.

　　Ning Wangfu is magnificent and beautiful, that is needless to say. Except for not openly installing a flying dragon on the door eaves, everything is not much different from the system of the palace.

　　Early that morning, the guards of the palace came out of the corners of the gate as usual. The armor is clear, the steps are neat, and the swords and guns reflect the sun.

　　The guards who came out took over from the guards on the night shift. The leader of the two guards, at the time of the handover, the leader of the night shift said to the leader of the day shift: "There is a person over there, saying that there is the world's first treasure dedicated to the prince, when he came, it was Sangen, I told him to wait, you can let him in." ”

　　As soon as the leader of the day shift guards heard this, he followed his direction.

　　The leader of the day shift guards saw a dark-skinned, dark-eyed, high-nosed Hu man, mostly a Persian Hu. The Persian Hu people are famous for selling jewelry, and the prince likes to collect rare treasures, so the guards of the royal palace have also seen the Persian Hu people before.

　　At the side of the Persian Hu was a rather large thing covered with cloth, and the guards could not see what it was.

　　The leader of the day shift guards clapped his hands and ordered the Persian Hu to come over, asked a few questions, and took him into the palace.

　　Wang Yecai got up, in good mood, and was in the garden, talking with a few wizards and talents about the general trend of the world. As soon as he heard that someone had come to offer the treasure, he was ordered to see it.

　　The leader of the guards went in with the Persian Hu, who had been carrying something very strange in shape with him. After seeing the prince, the Persian Hu people actually knew how to kneel and pray, which made the prince very pleased, so he asked questions while covering his long hair.

　　(This face is a bit like a stage play!) ）

　　The prince asked, "Are you here to offer the treasure?" I already have a lot of rare treasures here, if it is not a special object, I will not be sacrificed ugly, but I can wait outside and distribute the plate. ”

　　(King Ning must be quite bold, even if it is "ugly sacrifice", there are still coils to take!) ）

　　The Persian Hu looked very solemn, and without saying a word, he first threw the bag of things on the ground, and the things stood upright on the ground.

　　(This description is very vivid.) The chair was one-footed, and the place was on the muddy floor of the garden, and the Persian Hu people ate heavily, and the one foot of the chair was inserted into the mud, and naturally stood up straight. ）

　　The Persian Hu then, with a very serious look, wrapped the brakai wrapped outside - and all of a sudden, including King Ning, all the people laughed. Because what was revealed appeared was a chair with a very ugly shape that could not even sit.

　　Such a thing, of course, can not be regarded as a rare treasure. King Ning was not angry either, and while laughing, he waved his hand and ordered the Persian Hu to take his things away.

　　At this time, the Persian Hu people were very angry, and even forgot the etiquette, turned their faces red, and said loudly: "Prince, the world says that you can recognize treasures, it turns out that it is not, I came wrong!" ”

　　King Ning asked, "What kind of treasure are you?" go! go! go! ”

　　When King Ning gave this order, the guards had come up and set up the Persian Hu people and wanted to pull him out.

　　At this time, an alchemist said, "Wang Ye, there are many treasures, and the appearance is inconspicuous, and listen to what this Hu man says!" ”

　　(King Ning not only liked to collect treasures, but also loved the wizards and magicians, who were one of the people who came to the palace to join.) ）

　　When King Ning heard the alchemist say this, he felt very reasonable. He ordered the guards to release the Persian Hu, and he said why this chair could be considered a treasure.

　　But the Persian Hu looked at the people, and he wanted to stop talking. King Ning smiled, "But don't worry, these are all my cronies." ”

　　The Persian Hu then said, "This is a spiritual chair given by the gods, and since the gods brought it down from the heavenly court, many monarchs have sat down, so this is the chair of the monarch again." Sitting on it, the monarch's power can do as he pleases, and this spiritual chair is the most precious treasure that a monarch can have! ”

　　When King Ning heard this, he was thrilled. However, another of Wang Ye's cronies suddenly shouted, "Nonsense, is it not a traitor from the north?" ”

　　(King Ning wanted to rebel, and Emperor Mingwuzong in Beijing naturally heard about it and sent people to visit him, so the question of the cronies was inevitable.) ）

　　As soon as the cronies drank, King Ning also realized that he immediately asked, "Where is such a treasure?" ”

　　The Persian Hu was very indignant: "Wang Ye, I said it is useless, I left this chair in the palace for three days, Wang Ye you find a secret room, drill a hole in the ground exactly like the foot of the chair, straighten the chair, do not have anyone around, sit on it." After three days, if the prince feels that the chair has a spiritual place, I will further talk about the benefits of the chair, if there is no spiritual image, I will not have the face to see the prince again. ”

　　The Words of the Persian Hu people also moved the King of Dening, and he nodded his head in agreement.

　　The Persian Hu said, "Don't look down on this chair, Prince, it came from the Turkish Ottoman Maharaja Bachadezt!" ”

　　"Turkish Ottoman Maharaja Bachart" clouds, the king of Ning has never heard of it. But there was a learned and talented stranger present at the time, who immediately responded: "Yes, The Great Maharaja Bachazet, who defeated the Eastern Roman army in the twenty-fourth year of the Taizu Hongwu of this dynasty, and in the twenty-ninth year of Hongwu, he broke the three sides of the Extreme West and the three major countries, and the three countries were Hungary, France, and Germany." ”

　　When the Persian Hu people heard this, they were greatly impressed and said, "Beside the prince, there are such knowledgeable strangers, and no one in the world can match!" ”

　　Wang Ye was also very happy, but the stranger's face darkened, and he said, "However, The Great Prince Of Bachaze, in the fourth year of Jianwen, was captured by the Mongol Timur and defeated to the ground. ”

　　The Persian Hu people calmly said: "Timur knew that the Maharaja had this spiritual chair, so he had no disadvantage, so he ordered someone to steal the spiritual chair, so the maharaja would collapse." ”

　　The stranger did not say anything more, and the Persian Hu also resigned and left.

　　King Ning ordered people to be in the secret room, to set up chairs, and to be alone, without anyone to accompany them.

　　Two days later, the Persian Hu had not yet arrived, and the King of Ning had ordered that in the city of Nanchang, the Persian Hu be searched for and discussed with them on important matters.

　　To find this Persian Hu, it is naturally not difficult, as soon as you find it, you will arrive. The person who found him was the chief of the palace, and the chief steward took him and entered the palace at night.

　　(After two days, King Ning was anxious to find the Persian Hu, naturally he knew that the chair really had a strange place.) However, the record does not mention what kind of spiritual power it is. ）

　　As soon as the Persian Hu entered the palace, the prince warmly welcomed them, and the degree of welcome was so warm that the people who were on the sidelines were greatly surprised. Because although Wang Ye was famous for his courtesy corporal, he had never seen him welcome people so respectfully.

　　The Persian Hu were welcomed into a study hall where the prince entertained only his able cronies. Wang Ye first said, "Although the Spirit Chair is supernatural, I hope to show it further spiritually." ”

　　The Persian Hu people then talked about this chair, and whoever had it in his hands would ascend to the throne of the monarch. Since the monarchs of the Assyrian Empire, it is remarkable that ten monarchs have owned it. There were also hundreds of years when it was missing, wandering in the middle of nowhere, and then suddenly appeared.

　　This remark fascinated King Ning and was convinced that he would become the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. His cronies naturally congratulated him one after another, much to the delight of King Dening.

　　Then, the Persian Hu said, "Although this spiritual chair has this kind of supernatural power, it is still a fly in the ointment." Because the spirit chair was originally closely related to a huge flying stone. If the spirit chair is placed on the outer flying stone of that day, then the power of the monarch can be simply arbitrary. ”

　　After hearing this, King Ning was even more thrilled, and first promised the Persian Hu people to be "national teachers", and then gave the Persian Hu people many, many gold and silver jewels—to a great extent, it must be extremely amazing, and there are not even detailed figures, and in the record, it only says: "The possessions of a few kings." ”

　　That is to say, almost all the jewelry and gold and silver of the prince were given to the Persian Hu people!

　　(For an ambitionist who plots to rebel and wants to be emperor, gold and silver jewelry are nothing.) What he needs is power, and since the spirit chair can give him power, it is natural for him to give everything he has in exchange. ）

　　So the Persian Hu people, using three large carriages, took the prince's reward with them. And Wang Ye was very satisfied, the Heavenly Gift Spirit Chair, it was almost equivalent to the Emperor's Dragon Chair!

　　Finally, "the proposal for the uprising was agreed upon three days later." In other words, how to raise troops was not officially decided until five days after obtaining the spirit chair.

　　Zhu Chenhao, the King of Ning of the Ming Dynasty, rebelled unsuccessfully. The emperor sent Wang Shouren to quell the chaos, and in one fell swoop succeeded, King Ning was captured and killed in the head, which is a fact that Shi Youwen made clear.

　　Yuan Zhenxia and Nanyue, after reading this record, stayed for a long time before Yuan Zhenxia said, "In fact, the spirit chair did not help King Ning, and his rebellion failed!" ”

　　Nanyue took a deep breath, "That's because the spirit chair was stolen." ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia said "Ah" - yes, the spirit chair was stolen, so King Ning's dream of being emperor could not be done. The one who stole the spirit chair was the chief of the royal palace, and the chief steward was the first to find the Persian Hu people.

　　Before the governor brought the Persian Hu into the palace, did he already know everything about the spirit chair from the Persian Hu? Of course it is possible!

　　More likely, the general manager may know more than Wang Ye knows. Because he could, in his capacity as the governor, warn the Persian Hu people that in front of the prince, what could be said and what should not be said, the Persian Hu people would naturally obey his arrangement.

　　But why did the director steal that chair?

　　This is already an unexamineable thing, but it is speculated that there are two reasons.

　　First, the general manager himself wants to be the emperor.

　　The possibility of this reason is not high, the distance between the prince and the emperor is relatively close, as a prince, it is natural to further want to be the emperor. The status of the head of the royal palace is extremely low, and a person of humble status, no matter how much he dreams, will not dream that he will be qualified to be an emperor.

　　Second, Fu Guan had already stolen many of Wang Ye's treasures and was already ready to flee, so he did not want King Ning to be emperor.

　　If King Ning became emperor, his power and power were unlimited, and if he fled to the ends of the earth, the emperor would have the ability to capture him back and punish him.

　　Therefore, he did not want King Ning to succeed. As long as King Ning's rebellion was defeated, he had to die, and no one would ever pursue how much property he had stolen from the palace.

　　This was the most likely—when Fu Guan fled, he also took the spirit chair with him, not because he wanted to get any benefits from the spirit chair. His purpose was to destroy, and he did not want King Ning to get the help of the spirit chair and ascend to the emperor's throne!

　　It was precisely because of this that after he fled to the desert island, he built a huge mansion and sealed the spirit chair in a small space. He knew that it was a precious treasure, but he couldn't use it himself, and he had a sense of fear and mystery about it, so he wanted to hide it and never be discovered again.

　　This treasure has indeed been hidden for more than four hundred years!

　　Yuan Zhenxia repeated his idea to South Vietnam, wanting to hear what South Vietnamese's opinion was.

　　Nanyue groaned for half a moment before he said, "What happened more than four hundred years ago, what the truth of the facts is, it is really impossible to know, your assumption is reasonable enough." ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia saw that Nanyue was a little confused, and he added, "I don't know that after two days, King Ning knew what kind of spirit of the spirit chair, it was also shaking and talking?" ”

　　Nanyue murmured, "I'm afraid it's more than that, because he is a man who is qualified to be a monarch, and the spirit chair is given differently from that given to ordinary people... that...... Is the 'Flying Stone outside the sky' mentioned in the record the same stone platform in the mausoleum of Shargun II? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia didn't even think about it: "Of course it is." ”

　　Nanyue's lips fluttered, trying to say something but did not say it, Yuan Zhenxia said in a deep voice: "I know what you are thinking, you are thinking, put the spirit chair on the stone platform, what will happen?" ”

　　South Vietnam's body shook a little, the muscles on his face were pulling, and he didn't answer. Yuan Zhenxia sneered, "No matter what, I don't believe in any power that can turn an antique dealer into an emperor!" ”

　　Nanyue's face turned red at once, but he didn't say anything.

　　Yuan Zhenxia couldn't know for sure what was going on in his mind. Looking at the rest of the information in the cabinet again, it seemed that there was nothing they needed to know in the broken and broken paper, and he urged, "Well, the one you are looking for has been found, and it is time to go and see the spirit chair!" ”

　　South Vietnam turned around and nodded in agreement. The two walked out together, and by this time, it was already very late at night.

　　The distance from the library to the giant house in South Vietnam is quite a long way. Along the way, Yuan Zhenxia mentioned it three times: "That spirit chair is of no use to you at all, the head of the royal palace, after getting it that year, he sealed it, that is his cleverness." Now, not only will the Spirit Chair not only not be able to do you any good, but it will also bring you the misfortune of killing, listen to my words, and destroy it! ”

　　The first two times, South Vietnam did not answer, and by the last time, South Vietnam suddenly said, "Good! But the spirit chair didn't know what it was made of, it was very hard, and it was not easy to destroy it! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia said, "That's not easy, wrap it up in cement, - go to the bottom of the sea, no one will find it!" ”

　　South Vietnam thought for a moment: "It's okay." ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia originally thought that South Vietnam would not agree, he did not know how much more lips and tongues he would have to spend, and now That South Vietnam actually agreed, which made him feel very happy.

　　They didn't say anything more, and the car kept driving forward, stopping at an intersection close to the giant house. Then together, in the darkness, they walked toward the great mansion.

　　At the door of the giant mansion, South Vietnam opened the door with a key. His two servants were already asleep, and a house so large was dark and quiet everywhere, with an indescribable sense of strangeness.

　　Nanyue took Yuan Zhenxia inward, until he reached his study, and he turned on the light.

　　Yuan Zhenxia looked at the arrangements in the study, all the arrangements were antiquities of the Ming Dynasty or before the Ming Dynasty, so being in the middle of it made people have a very strong sense of going back in time.

　　Nanyue pointed to a hanging embroidery veil: "The spirit chair, just behind this embroidery curtain." ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia was involuntarily, and his heartbeat intensified. Up to this point, he no longer knew the ins and outs of that spirit chair, but he still couldn't say what the spirit chair was.

　　Of course, if he was willing to accept that the spirit chair was something that the gods had brought down from the heavenly court and given to the earthly monarch, then there would be no problem.

　　However, this statement, Yuan Zhenxia believes is a myth, a legend, not a fact. Therefore, he really couldn't know for sure what the spirit chair was!

　　Something so strange, something that had played a mysterious role in human history would appear before his eyes, which made him a little nervous.

　　He came to the embroidery curtain, took a breath, and reached out to pick up the embroidery curtain.

　　As soon as the embroidery curtain opened, he saw that inside was a small space. However, he only saw that there was a small round hole in the ground of that small space, and he didn't see any spirit chairs!

　　Yuan Zhenxia suddenly froze, and in that instant, above the back of his head, he was suddenly hit hard!

　　That heavy blow made his eyes turn black, and his hands grabbed forward aimlessly, just grasping the embroidery curtain of the Ming Dynasty. In less than a tenth of a second, he could still think quickly that he was going to pass out, it was due to a sudden attack on the back of his head, and it was naturally South Vietnam that attacked him!

　　Yuan Zhenxia even comically thought: What was used by South Vietnamese to attack? Is it the copper paper town that Tang Bohu used, or the duan yan that Zhu Zhishan used?

　　Of course he wouldn't get an answer, in fact, he didn't even have a chance to turn his head and look at it. When his hands grasped the embroidered veil, his body shook and he fell down.

　　When he fell, he didn't even hear the sound of tearing the embroidered veil apart, and he fainted!

　　Behind him, in his hand, South Vietnamese also held a copper incense burner - Yuan Zhenxia was wrong, and what Nanyue used to hit him the back of the head was not copper paper town, nor Yantai, but a Xuanhua copper incense burner, which was a famous Ming Dynasty antique in the world!

　　Yuan Zhenxia's skills are very sensitive, and his vigilance has always been very high, it is not so easy to sneak up on him behind his back, but the sneak attack of South Vietnam is really too unexpected!

　　No matter what Yuan Zhenxia thought, he couldn't imagine that South Vietnam would be so despicable that he would sneak up on him in the back, and suddenly hit the back of his head - he was completely unprepared!

　　In addition, when South Vietnam moved, he was pulling open the embroidery curtain, bent on seeing the spirit chair, but he hadn't seen anything, and he was extremely stunned, naturally he was even more unguarded!

　　When Yuan Zhenxia fell to the ground, Nanyue still held the Xuanhua incense burner in his hand. His face was pale, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and he was dealing with another person like this, for the first time in his life in South Vietnam, and he really didn't know how he had the courage to do it!

　　Gasping for breath, he stepped over Yuan Zhenxia's body that had fallen to the ground, hurriedly, opened the incense burner in his hand, stepped over the embroidery curtain that was originally his favorite, and stepped into the space.

　　Here, there is one thing that must be paid attention to--Yuan Zhenxia did not see the spirit chair, and in Yuan Zhenxia's eyes, there was nothing. However, as soon as the embroidery curtain was opened, South Vietnam saw that the spirit chair was there.

　　South Vietnam not only saw that the spirit chair was there, but also clearly heard the spirit chair speaking: "Quickly knock him unconscious, otherwise, he will be sent to the bottom of the sea!" ”

　　Although South Vietnam had the idea of betraying his faith, he knocked Yuan Zhenxia unconscious, and he had never even thought about it before hearing that sentence. But as soon as he heard that sentence, he immediately picked up the incense burner and slammed it on the back of Yuan Zhenxia's head!

　　When he stepped into that space, he grabbed the chair with both hands and lifted it up—the chair wasn't very heavy, and the South Vietnamese foot could lift it up. Then, he turned around and stepped over Yuan Zhenxia, who had fallen to the ground, and held up the chair all the way out of the study.

　　Yuan Zhenxia's health was very good, although the blow made him faint, but after twenty minutes, he began to wake up.

　　When the blow came suddenly, he didn't even feel pain. Only then did he feel a sharp pain coming from the back of his head, and then he opened his eyes.

　　When he opened his eyes and reached for the back of his head, the feeling of thick blood in his palms, he was completely reminded of what had happened.

　　That made him involuntarily, let out an angry voice, jumped up, and shouted: "South Vietnam, you get me out!" ”

　　As he shouted, he swept everything on his desk to the ground. Of course, Yuan Zhenxia had reason to be angry, he told All the events to South Vietnam, but South Vietnam used such despicable means to deal with him!

　　But Yuan Zhenxia immediately knew that it was useless for him to be angry at this time, because South Vietnam was obviously no longer there!

　　Yuan Zhenxia gasped, tore through his clothes first, and tied up the wound on the back of his head. As he tied the cloth with his backhand, he kept staring into the small space watching—there was no chair, it was empty.

　　At this time, of course, there was no chair inside, because the chair had been taken by the South Vietnamese. However, when South Vietnam had not yet taken the chair away, why couldn't Yuan Zhenxia see the chair? Why, such a capable agent sent by Huang Silk, they secretly searched every part of this huge house, and did not find the chair?

　　The spirit chair, with its mysterious supernatural powers, can make it invisible to those who want to harm it!

　　At that time, Yuan Zhenxia naturally did not know, and it was not until later, when things gradually developed, that he understood.

　　At that time, Yuan Zhenxia was sure that South Vietnam had left, and his first thought was that South Vietnam had promised to destroy the spirit chair was fake, and he had already planned it, and after knocking himself unconscious, he took the spirit chair into hiding. That spirit chair is not in the giant mansion at all!

　　Yuan Zhenxia's thoughts at this time were only half right.

　　He paused heavily, and he was absolutely certain that the spirit chair in the hands of the South Vietnamese would constitute an extreme danger to the South Vietnamese. But at this time, under the extreme anger, he was not anxious about South Vietnam at all, but a little schadenfreude, because South Vietnam used such a despicable means against him, which should be a little retribution!

　　Yuan Zhenxia naturally did not want the spirit chair to fall into the hands of General Kars, but if he had done his best, things could not be controlled by his strength, and there was an accident, and he could not do anything. At the thought of this, Yuan Zhenxia was not only angry, but also extremely frustrated!

　　He didn't stay in that mansion. Feeling the darkness, he finally left the huge house and returned to the car from the dark path.

　　When he started the car, he thought in his heart: what happened to him was the best lesson - don't trust anyone!

　　Instead of returning to his home, he drove to the hospital and asked his colleagues to disinfect and repage the wound on the back of his head. Colleagues teased him: "Fighting for the wind and jealousy, fighting with people? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia just smiled bitterly, and didn't even have the mood to speak.

　　After leaving the hospital, Yuan Zhenxia drove home, the car was rented, and he had to return it early tomorrow morning. Originally, there was nothing to do with him, and suddenly he pulled up, which would make him so annoyed and embarrassed, which was mostly a portrayal of "creating and making people".

　　A chair that shakes, speaks, has such a mysterious and long history... All this made Deyuan Zhenxia feel dizzy. When he pushed the door into his residence, he was in a trance, and even his steps were a little unsteady.

　　When he entered the residence and closed the door, he involuntarily leaned back against the door and gasped for breath. Just then, as if in a dream, he suddenly heard an extremely soft and beautiful voice ringing out: "What's wrong?" Feeling uncomfortable? ”

　　After hearing that voice, Yuan Zhenxia involuntarily let out a groan--the blow on the back of his head was so heavy that he heard the sound of yellow silk!

　　However, just when Yuan Zhenxia thought like this, his eyes suddenly lit up! That made him shake a little, he didn't have the lights on, how could there be a sudden light?

　　He -- eyes, looking forward. The slender figure of the yellow silk was still quite blurry when it first came into his eyes, but it immediately became very clear.

　　Not bad at all, it was yellow silk, standing in front of him, very close to him. So that he could not only smell the light fragrance emanating from her body, but also smell it!

　　Yuan Zhenxia opened his eyes wide. There were so many unexpected things, one after another, from his conversation with South Vietnam, the library saw the record, the back of the head was hit hard, and now it was the sudden appearance of yellow silk. A series of accidents, one after another rushed over, which made Deyuan Zhenxia let out a moan again.

　　At this moment, Huang Silk also cried out, "You... Injured! You should have been there six hours ago, where did you go? Always fighting with people? How did it hurt? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia took a deep breath, although Huang Silk was questioning him, but he could also hear huang Silk's concern for him in his tone. He was so excited that he still leaned back against the door, his arms outstretched, waiting for the yellow silk to be thrown into his arms.

　　Huang Silk only hesitated for a very short time, and then leaned towards Yuan Zhenxia, who immediately hugged her and caressed her long hair. The two snuggled up together, and for a moment neither wanted to talk.

　　Although Yuan Zhenxia did not make a sound, he was shouting in his heart: - Open the throne, don't go after any more spirit chairs, just lean on me like this, always lean on, you will get happiness in peace!

　　The reason why Yuan Zhenxia didn't call out the words in his heart was that he knew that calling them out, no matter how much he shouted, it was useless!

　　Yuan Zhenxia inhaled rapidly, and at this moment, the yellow silk leaning in front of him tilted his head back slightly, "Dr. Han Liemi is crazy!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia suddenly froze, and the wound on the back of his head was a sharp pain. For a moment, he didn't understand what "Dr. Hanremi was crazy" meant, and Huang Silk said, "He wants to see you, and it seems that he has a lot to say to you!" ”

　　At this time, Yuan Zhenxia only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he murmured, "Is it that he wants to see me, not that you want to see me?" ”

　　Huang Silk pushed him away a little, stared at him, and said in a very cold, but also very firm tone: "We are really people from two different worlds, you don't have to treat me... Any more fantasies? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia's mood was even more bitter: "But why do you always appear in front of me?" ”

　　Yellow Silk turned to the side, her long eyelashes fluttering rapidly, and it seemed that her state of mind was also very contradictory. Yuan Zhenxia reached out and gently stroked on the soft long hair. At first, Huang Silk did not move, but then she took a step back and avoided Yuan Zhenxia's hand.

　　She also no longer avoided the eyes of Yuan Zhenxia, it seemed that she had made up her mind, and she felt that she could not continue to be emotionally entangled with Yuan Zhenxia. As she just said, she and Yuan Zhenxia actually live in two completely different worlds!

　　She said calmly: "Hanremi tried to blow up the entire mausoleum with strong explosives, and his whole person became a madman!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia held his head in both hands and stayed for a while. He also understood what Huang Silk had said, which made his body and mind feel a strange tiredness.

　　Although he was very fond of Dr. Hanremy, he said, "That doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, does it?" ”

　　Huang Silk was a little angry: "However, you have been so close to him, don't you want to hear about it, what other unexpected developments?" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia made an indispensable gesture, and his indifferent attitude made Huang Silk even more angry, but she still suppressed her anger: "Soon after you left——""

　　Shortly after Yuan Zhenxia left, Hanremi seemed very irritable, and he drove everyone away from the mausoleum and ordered the guards to guard it strictly and not allow anyone to enter.

　　Then, the officer in charge of the vigilance was to carry five hundred kilograms of high explosives for him. The officer, while agreeing, naturally immediately used the fastest method to inform Huang Silk.

　　After receiving the report, Huang Silk was really surprised--five hundred kilograms of high explosives were enough to destroy everything! She didn't know what Hanremi was going to do, and ordered that everything he needed be supplied as hanremi had commanded, but if hanremi were to detonate the five hundred kilograms of explosives, it would never make him achieve his goal!

　　This order is very easy to implement, and to detonate high explosives requires considerable formalities and must be detonated by detonators. After receiving the order, the officer gave him five hundred kilograms of explosives and twenty detonators according to Hanremi's orders, but all the detonators were removed from the lead peroxide as an explosive agent, so that all the detonators had no detonation effect at all.

　　After Hanremi received the supply, his actions were always being spied on and immediately reported to Huang Silk.

　　He divided the five hundred kilograms of explosives into twenty parts, distributed them throughout the mausoleum, inserted detonators on the explosives, and connected the detonation wires together.

　　Anyone knows what his purpose is in doing this—he's going to blow up the entire mausoleum!

　　And he arranged the explosives so evenly that five hundred kilograms of high explosives detonated at the same time, which could not only blow up the entire mausoleum, but also enough to blow up the stone slabs on the big square on the mausoleum, all of which flew into the air and shattered, so that everything here would disappear in one-that!

　　When Huang Silk received such a report, she really couldn't believe that Hanremy was such a fanatical archaeologist, and the destruction of any antiquities was an intolerable evil for him!

　　But now, he wants to completely destroy mankind's greatest archaeological discovery with his own hands.

　　When she arrived, the officer who greeted her said, "Everything is in place, but looking at the doctor's appearance, it seems that he cannot decide when to start." ”

　　Huang Silk snorted, "Isn't he not close to people, and how do you know what he is doing?" ”

　　The officer said, "When I was delivering explosives and equipment in, I ordered someone to secretly arrange multiple TV camera tubes inside, so you can see what he is doing!" ”

　　Yellow Silk followed the officer into the carriage of a truck. There were a fairly complete set of electronic devices in the carriage, and there were four fluorescent screens, which could see the situation in the mausoleum from four different angles.

　　On the four fluorescent screens, there is Hamremy, who crouches in front of the detonation device and presses his right hand on a button.

　　On the fluorescent screen, Hanremi was trembling, his eyes looking straight forward, staring at the big rock. Around the boulder, at least a hundred kilograms of explosives were there.

　　As soon as Huang Silk saw this situation, she couldn't help but cry out, "God, he's crazy!" If he did blow up, he would have nothing left! ”

　　The officer said, "Not only him, but also us here!" ”

　　Huang Silk took a deep breath and said, "He must be crazy!" I don't believe he really would—"

　　Just then, she saw Hanremy suddenly stand up and press the detonation button hard. Although Huang Yuming knew that the explosion would not happen, she still involuntarily shook a little during that moment.

　　Of course, the explosion did not happen, and Hanremi's whole body, like a clay sculpture of wood, stood still.

　　Then he rushed to a pile of explosives, pulled out the detonator, looked at it, fell hard, turned and ran out.

　　On the TV fluorescent screen, seeing him running up the stone level, he must have realized that he had been deceived and was rushing out. Yellow Silk hurriedly jumped off the truck, and the place where the truck was parked was not very far from the square.

　　As soon as Huang Silk got out of the car, he saw that Han Liemi had rushed out, waved his hand, and issued an extremely angry roar: "Get out, all the people who are hiding will get out of me!" ”

　　Huang Silk immediately strode forward and said coldly, "No one wants to hide, Doctor, why are you destroying everything here?" ”

　　As soon as HanRemy saw the yellow silk, he rushed straight to her, looking completely in a state of madness. Huang Silk did not flinch to meet him, and several officers hurriedly followed Behind Huang Silk and had already pulled Pei-in his hands.

　　Yellow Silk and Han Liemi met on the edge of the square, and Han Liemi reached out and grabbed the clothes on Yellow Silk's chest with extreme gaffe. Huang Silk flipped over and slapped his hand away.

　　Hanremi exclaimed, "It's you!" You were the one who ruined my actions! ”

　　Huang Silk's voice was even more grim: "I stopped your sabotage!" ”-

　　At that time, Hanremi's expression was even more excited, and he cried out in a hoarse voice: "You can't stop it, you can't stop it!" I must destroy everything here—"

　　When he called here, he raised his hands and pounced on the yellow silk. Huang Silk stepped back, but did not retreat, and Hanremi's hands were already tightly clamped around Huang Silk's neck.

　　Everything came so suddenly, Huang Silk didn't even have a chance to struggle. Hanremi's distorted face was so close to her that she felt her breathing urgency, and she opened her mouth wide to scream, but she couldn't.

　　Just then, the -sound sounded! -

　　The sound sounded three times in total, and Huang Silk only felt the hot blood burst out, spilling her head and face. At the same time, Henremi's heart-rending cry was also heard.

　　Even the yellow silk's vision was blurred by blood.

　　It is really surprising that a world-famous scholar could commit murder in such a situation!

　　When she felt Hanremy's hand loosen around her neck, she took a few steps back and wiped the blood from her face. She saw that Hanremi was right in front of her, and he had been hit three-, two-in his arms, one-in his shoulder, in the middle, and the blood was constantly pouring out.

　　But he was still alive, and he raised his middle arm, reached out to the yellow silk, and made a very terrible voice, shouting: "By the way, you are like this, your face is full of blood, and that's it!" ”

　　Then he gasped for breath, but still shouted, "You like this yourself, you Karls like this, you can't let others do the same!" ”

　　Huang Silk scolded and angry: "You are a madman! ”

　　Hanremi was screaming, "I'm not crazy, you are, Kars is!" You're crazy! ”

　　Several officers had already arrested Hanremi, and Huang Silk gasped, "Take him to the hospital!" ”

　　Hanremi struggled fiercely, but was still pushed into the car and sped away.

　　Huang Silk turned and walked to a car, and she suddenly saw the blood stain on her face in the backward mirror of the car, which looked very terrible!

　　Of course, it wasn't her blood, but the blood stain on her face looked really frightening. She also remembered Those two words from Hanremy, and she didn't understand what they meant.

　　An hour later, Huang Silk had fully returned to normal, and she went into the ward to see Hanremi. Hanremi opened his eyes and looked straight at the ceiling, and from the beginning to the end, he only said one word: "Call Yuan Zhenxia to see me!" ”

　　After listening dozens of times, Huang Silk didn't say anything and left the ward. She knew that unless she went for a walk herself, Yuan Zhenxia would not come.

　　Yuan Zhenxia's body trembled involuntarily. He didn't know the real reason why Dr. Hanremi had completely destroyed the mausoleum of Shargun II, but he had a strong feeling that it was the same as his purpose in destroying the spiritual chair!

　　What the consequences of such things beyond the realm of human imagination and knowledge are completely unknown. The best way to deal with it is to not let them exist at all!

　　He struggled to calm his mind: "You came here for Hanremi to see me?" ”

　　Huang Silk brushed her long hair and thought for a moment before saying, "No, I think Hanremi has already seen the secrets in the mausoleum, but he will never tell me, he wants to see you, he will definitely tell you!" She paused, "I want you to relay to me what he knows!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia involuntarily closed his eyes for a moment- the secret of the tomb of Shargon II, to put it bluntly, is how to make the power of the imperial monarch get the secret of expanding at will.

　　Yuan Zhenxia was even more certain that Hanremi wanted to destroy everything in order not to let the secret leak out.

　　Suddenly, he felt a burst of impulse and asked in a loud voice, "After Han Liemi was in the middle, pointing to the two sentences you said, what do you mean, do you understand?" ”

　　Huang Silk showed a very disgusted look and said bluntly, "I don't understand! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia sneered: "I can explain it a little, you pursue power, you keep pursuing, in the end, it is inevitable that your head will break and bleed, that is your business!" But in your quest for power, how many people want to shed blood first? ”

　　Huang Silk said coldly, "This kind of talk is not new at all, and it will not have any effect on me." ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia stared at her, still wanting to say something, she had already preemptively said: "Han Liemi must tell you the secret of his heart, will you go?" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia said, "I'll go!" ”

　　His reply was so cheerful, it was greatly unexpected by Huang Silk.

　　Yuan Zhenxia immediately added, "I went not to hear him tell me secrets, but to listen to the wishes of a good friend." If he can't achieve anything he wants, I can do my best to help him achieve it! ”

　　Huang Silk's expression was very ugly. Yuan Zhenxia said so, the hostile position between the two

　　But she immediately thought that as long as Yuan Zhenxia was willing to go, it would be fine. Even if Yuan Zhenxia refused to relay Hanremy's secret to her, she had a way to eavesdrop on them while they were talking.

　　So, she waved her hand: "Let's go!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia walked over and opened the door, and he was also anxious to see Han Liemi. As soon as the door opened, there were four or five big men outside, and this kind of scene, Yuan Zhenxia had long been accustomed to.

　　Huang Silk followed out, and a big man rushed forward and whispered a few words to Huang Silk. Huang Silk showed a very happy look and turned her head, "They have found the antique dealer, and the chair!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia shook a little, and he scolded in his heart: This bastard of South Vietnam, he thought his warning was a false threat, he actually attacked himself, and now, he can be said to have suffered his own consequences!

　　And that chair finally fell into Huang Silk's hands! Huang Silk said "found", naturally it was an understatement, South Vietnam must have fallen into their hands.

　　Yuan Zhenxia took a breath: "Congratulations! ”

　　Huang Silk gave a series of orders in Arabic again, and Yuan Zhenxia did not understand it very well, only knowing that Huang Silk wanted her men to take South Vietnam away.

　　Using diplomatic privileges, Huang Silk wants to act recklessly and take away a person, which is simply a small thing.

　　When Yuan Zhenxia boarded the plane, he did not see South Vietnam, probably South Vietnam in the back cabin. Because he saw that after taking off, it was a long time before Huang Silk came from the rear cabin, and his expression was very cold.

　　As soon as Huang Silk came, she said, "The antique seller told me everything, and that chair now belongs to me!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia closed his eyes and did not make a sound. He couldn't see Huang Silk's expression, but Huang Silk's sneering laughter like arrows kept coming into his ears.

　　Huang Silk sneered and said, "You want to destroy the spirit chair?" Turns out you know so much, but don't tell me at all! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia just inhaled slowly, and to him, Huang Silk's voice became more and more arrogant. Although her voice was still so crisp and beautiful, for a moment, Yuan Zhenxia had an illusion that he couldn't tell what was different from General Kars' voice.

　　Huang Silk was saying, "This spirit chair must have special abilities, and you already know this." It can make power permanent, it can make power expand, it can make ideals come true, it can make —"

　　When Yuan Zhenxia heard this, he couldn't help it, and picked it up: "It can make people crazy, and it can make crazy people even more crazy!" ”

　　Huang Silk let out a sneer again, "Wait and see, General Kars's ideal can be realized through the power of the gods!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia suddenly opened his eyes, and Huang Silk was a self-satisfied look. However, in terms of feeling, Yuan Zhenxia felt that he had never faced a woman who made him have such a strong sense of hatred!

　　Is this yellow silk? Is it the yellow silk he loves, so beautiful and moving? He asked himself again and again, but this simple question could not be answered. Of course, in front of him was yellow silk, but it wasn't!

　　Huang Silk also stared at Yuan Zhenxia, and she continued: "This is irresistible! The history of mankind will therefore change, and it can be said that the history of mankind will continue to develop according to this law. General Kars and I will become the rulers of all mankind, and the whole world is waiting for us to deliver them from their sins, and now that can be achieved! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia tried his best to suppress a feeling of extreme nausea, and said coldly: "General, as a doctor, I can be absolutely sure that your mental state is a complete madman!" ”

　　Huang Silk laughed loudly: "Crazy? Are all the great men in history who want to conquer all mankind crazy? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia's answer came quickly and affirmatively: "Yes! All poor and pathetic lunatics! ”

　　Huang Silk stopped smiling and looked at Yuan Zhenxia with a calm face. Yuan Zhenxia sneered again: "As far as Alexander the Great, as close as answering Marx's call, the madman will never succeed!" ”

　　Huang Silk held out her hand and pointed directly at Yuan Zhenxia: "I will, me and Kars will!" History is made by people, and I am the person who makes history! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia finally couldn't bear it, opened his mouth, and vomited violently, until all he spat out was clear water.

　　Huang Silk had already left when Yuan Zhenxia began to vomit and entered the rear cabin. During the entire flight, Yuan Zhenxia did not see her again.

　　As soon as the plane landed, Yuan Zhenxia was accompanied by two officers, went to the hospital, and met Han Liemi.

　　Hanremi's condition was very poor--although he had won three," the injury could not be considered too serious, but his spirit was extremely poor, and Yuan Zhenxia could hardly recognize him when he saw him. Except for his deeply sunken eyes, still carrying that stubborn look, the whole person was out of shape!

　　As soon as he saw Yuan Zhenxia, he tightly held Yuan Zhenxia's hand and said in a trembling voice, "Yuan, that chair... That chair..."

　　Yuan Zhenxia's heart was extremely sad, and he said, "That chair has already fallen into the hands of General Huang!" ”

　　Hanremi shook abruptly, and the whole person almost bounced off the hospital bed. Then his voice trembled even more: "That... Never... Originally, we must not let them... Put that chair on that big rock! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia smiled bitterly and looked up at the cold-faced nurse. He naturally understood that every word here would immediately reach Huang Silk's ears. He said in a deep voice, "Don't say it again, there are no secrets here!" ”

　　However, in the case of Han Liemi, as a doctor, Yuan Zhenxia could see that he was already in a coma of madness. After repeating the sentence repeatedly, he added, "You can't ask Kars and Yellow Silk to sit on it!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia shook his head: "It's too late, I don't have the strength to stop them." Why did you destroy the entire mausoleum? You must have felt something, didn't you? What did you feel? ”

　　Hanremi's expression seemed to be calmer. After a while, he said, "Originally... It was really from the heavenly court, something that originally belonged to the gods. ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia took a breath: "You don't have to whisper!" ”

　　HanRemy sighed, "Hara, Heavenly Court and Heavenly God, are just a noun!" He rolled his eyes upwards, raised a hand with difficulty, and pointed upwards: "You understand? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia understood a little, but he still slowly shook his head: "Please explain further." ”

　　Hanremi was silent for a moment: "Do you remember what happened after I smashed that stone platform?" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia said, "Yes, I'm sure you saw something at that time." ”

　　Hanremi shook her head, "No, I didn't actually see anything, but in that moment, I felt... feel...... Alas, what should I say? Have you ever experienced that, in the midst of one-that, suddenly you know many, many things, like these things, which turn out to be the memories in your mind? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia thought for a moment, "I can understand this situation... In today's human medicine, this situation cannot be explained. No matter how fine the anatomy is, it is impossible to find out where the human mind is, but it can know which cell activities the thought is generated by. So, a situation like the one you've experienced can only be explained by imagination. ”

　　Hanremi hesitated, showing a very confused look: "I have been wondering if it is my hallucination, but the feeling at that time was so strong and profound, that's why I decided to do it... Destroy everything. Until now, I'm not sure if my decision was right, what imaginary explanation do you have? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia was silent for a moment, because it was quite difficult to explain after all.

　　Hanremi hurriedly said, "If my feelings at that time were all real, then I failed once, and I have to do a second time until I succeed!" ”

　　He gasped for breath and gasped for a moment before he said, "Really... terrible...... I'm desperate, and I'm going to do it! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed his curiosity, not asking him what he felt at that time. He said, "My explanation is that if there is a strong thought wave that invades a person's brain, it can make people know a lot of things in a very short period of time!" ”

　　Hanremi said confusedly, "I don't quite understand. ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia made a gesture: "People know things, but they accumulate through continuous contact with the outside world. Through reading, hearing, and so on, it accumulates into memories in the brain, and then, based on the memory, plus your own understanding, there are innovative ideas. This is the same situation as we now enter data into a computer so that the computer has a memory. But the organization of the human brain is more complex than the computer, I don't know how much, the computer can only accept the input of information, there will be no innovative ideas. ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia paused: "Your feeling is like entering a lot of information into a computer at once." It is impossible to exchange knowledge between people in this way. ”

　　Hanremi nodded, still silent. Yuan Zhenxia added: "This kind of communication directly between thoughts and ideas is not limited by time. We now, through language and writing, to get a person to receive a basic calculus education, it may take a year or more, but through the method of direct communication of ideas, it may only take one hundredth of a second! ”

　　Hanremi let out a long sigh and asked, "At that time, when I smashed the corner of the big rock, I... How long have I been stuck? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia thought back to the situation at that time: "I am not sure, at that time, I remembered the warning carved on the stone platform, and thought that the catastrophe was coming, so I was stunned. That time, it won't be long... No more than three minutes! ”

　　Hanremi smiled bitterly, "So long! That can really make me feel a lot! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia slowly and finally asked the question he had already wanted to ask: "In that one-minute period, what did you really feel?" ”

　　Hanremi closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again: "As soon as I smashed the corner of the stone platform, I felt an extreme shock, as if in that moment, I was shocked, and my whole body had a strange feeling." Nothing was visible in front of me, no, nothing was invisible, but no matter how hard I tried to see it, all I saw was a deep blue, an endless deep blue. Then I heard a loud roar!

　　"The roar was like thunder, and it shook my heart. The voice was drinking, 'You are so bold that you dare to destroy the miracle from the heavenly court!' ’

　　"At that time, I was still very conscious. Although I knew that something extremely strange had happened, I swore that my sanity was still awake, and I remember myself answering loudly at once: 'What miracles from heaven, what nonsense are you talking about?' 'Hara, did you hear me talking?' ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia shook his head: "No, didn't hear... Maybe that's just what you're thinking. The other person 'heard' your voice? ”

　　Hanremi nodded very seriously.

　　Yuan Zhenxia said, "That proves that you and the other party are communicating in the form of a communication of ideas." ”

　　Hanremi was silent for a moment: "As soon as I shouted, I immediately got the echo of the other party, and the voice was still so shocking: 'If you do any more wrongdoing, a great calamity will fall on you!'" Go find another part of me! ’

　　"I really didn't know what the voice meant by this, so I asked, 'What is the other part of you?' What part? Who are you? you...... What are you? You are the big rock, what the hell are you... I'm going to cut you apart!" ’”

　　When Han Liemi said this, he couldn't help but gasp involuntarily, but he made another gesture to prevent Yuan Zhenxia from asking questions.

　　Then he added, "The voice was even louder, it almost made me dizzy, and it said, 'You can't know what I am, I'm from the Heavenly Court, how much do you know about the Heavenly Court?' How do I explain it to you? I can make the powerful among you do as you please, and I am sent by the gods to rule over you through me. Another part of me is united with me, and there is incomparable power, and with the irresistible power of you human beings, you can make human beings obey the orders of one person, and this person obeys the orders of the gods! ’”

　　At this point, Hanremi gasped again. Yuan Zhenxia only felt a chill, he said, "The other part... The other part is the chair! ”

　　Han Liemi's eyes widened and looked at Yuan Zhenxia. Yuan Zhenxia added, "In the past, the emperors and monarchs of China, who called themselves the Son of Heaven, said that they were ordained by heaven, and that heaven ruled mankind through him. ”

　　Hanremi trembled, "This... It's just a pretense. Is it really... Is there a power that allows a man to rule over humanity? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia's thoughts were very disordered, and he said, "But in the history of mankind, aren't there countless examples of thousands of people ruled by one person?" How could this man become the supreme, centralized monarch? In fact, the monarch is just like ordinary people, but he is all one person! ”

　　Hanremi also murmured, "The throne of power, a man on the throne of power, can do whatever he wants, driving hundreds of millions of people to obey him!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia waved his hand vigorously: "The throne of power... It's literary rhetoric, in fact, it's that chair, that... Chairs from the Heavenly Garden! ”

　　Hanremi showed a very strange look and said, "That... It's just a symbol, right? There have been many monarchs in human history, and not every one of them has sat on this chair! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia smiled bitterly: "However, among all the monarchs in history, how many of them are satisfactory?" Don't think that if you become a monarch, you must be very happy, the ambition to expand power is unlimited, and I believe that the pain of all monarchs is the same as that of ordinary people, and cannot be satisfied! ”

　　Hanremi sighed, "That stone platform... And the combination of chairs, can make a monarch, get satisfied? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia continued to smile bitterly: "I don't know, I have never felt that way, you should know better than me!" ”

　　Hanremi struggled to remember, but fell down again: "Yes, the voice told me that the chair is placed on the stone platform, and sitting on it, it will be given incomparable power by the Heavenly Court, making him the most powerful person in the world, an emissary sent by the Heavenly Court to rule mankind!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia thought for a moment and said, "This can be interpreted as the stone platform and the chair, which is a combination, and this combination can be connected with some force in space." ”

　　Han Liemi nodded, "I think the same way, the so-called 'Heavenly Court' of course refers to a certain place, and 'Heavenly God' is a kind of life that lives in this place." This kind of life has super power, and as long as it passes through one person, it can rule over all mankind! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia held his head with both hands, stayed for a moment, and suddenly laughed. Hanremi glared at him, obviously not understanding what was so funny in such a situation.

　　But Yuan Zhenxia laughed and laughed, until HanRemy couldn't help but drink him, and then he said, "It's really funny, I suddenly thought that that person, when he became the supreme ruler of the world, he must have thought that he was the most remarkable person in the world, the supreme monarch, ruling all mankind." But in reality, he is only a tool, and some kind of power is only through him to rule mankind. He was a tool, a slave, worse than the man he ruled. Isn't it funny that those who are ruled by him can still resist, but he doesn't even have the thought of resisting, complacent, willing, and always being a slave? ”

　　Hanremi listened, first stunned, but then he couldn't help but laugh. Just as they were laughing, the door of the ward slammed open. As the door opened, the yellow silk rolled in like a gust of wind.

　　Both Han Liemi and Yuan Zhenxia were stunned, and Huang Silk was full of anger and pointed at them: "It's not funny at all, your words are not funny at all!" The Supreme Sovereign—"

　　Yuan Zhenxia immediately said, "It's just a tool of some unfathomable power!" ”

　　Huang Silk snapped, "However, he is still the ruler of all mankind!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia reacted faster: "No, it is some kind of force from space that rules mankind, not him, he is a puppet!" ”

　　Huang Silk waved his hand vigorously, "General Kars will become the greatest monarch in the history of mankind!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia shrugged, "External forces always have to choose a puppet." Whether it's Kars or you, Zhang SanLisi, A Dog and A Cat, there is no difference. ”

　　Huang Silk said angrily, "Nonsense! Only when a person who was already in a powerful position sat on that chair, could his power expand as he pleased. Even if ordinary people sit in that chair, it is useless! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia listened, and laughed heartily, while laughing, while saying, "Of course, that kind of power knows how to choose their tools." People who already have a certain amount of power, the endless desire for power pursuit, have long made their hearts corroded, in the process of power pursuit, they have long lost their humanity, and anything that exterminates humanity can be done. Ordinary people really don't become prisoners of power so easily! ”

　　The more Yuan Zhenxia spoke, the more excited he became, and although It was difficult for HanRemy's hands to move, he was still clapping vigorously.

　　Huang Silk's face was livid, and Yuan Zhenxia stared at her and sighed, "Look at yourself, since you were caught up in the vortex of power, what you have become!" ”

　　Huang Silk sneered, "I'm so good, I don't need you to care!" ”

　　After she said that, she paused and said, "Many discussions between the two of you have enabled me to have a better understanding of the Spirit Chair." Quite right, I agree with your hypothesis that the stone platform and the chair are a combination, sent to earth from somewhere in outer space in some time, and are a device that gives power. ”

　　Hanremi murmured, "Perhaps, it is precisely with this device that human beings know the thing of power—the tribal society is thus formed, and among the people who were originally equal, there is a distinction between the ruler and the ruled." From then on, the free life of human beings is over! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia did not look at Huang Silk, as if he was talking to himself: "But human nature is to pursue freedom, and countless times in history have resisted, which proves this." ”

　　Huang Silk waved her hand vigorously: "The whole device has been scattered for so many years, and it has only been reorganized together until now." I can also tell you that the chair has always been in the great mansion of South Vietnam, but it has magical powers that can make people who are unfavorable to it not know of its existence! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia said calmly: "Although it sounds magical, since it has the ability to communicate directly with people's thoughts, it is not a strange thing to use some of its radioactive powers to affect people's visual nerves and make people turn a blind eye." ”

　　He paused for a moment and then said, "General Kars has already set off?" When will you sit in that chair? ”

　　Huang Silk looked at her watch: "Soon, about an hour later." ”

　　Hamremi's voice was filled with despair, and he was almost screaming, "Stop... deter...... he! ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia sighed a long time, now, what ability does he have to stop it? The apparatus—the stone platform and a chair—was, according to his vision, a device through which some force in outer space controlled humanity.

　　This kind of device, for some earthlings, is a dream, that chair, is the supreme throne of power!

　　However, as Hanremy just said, the structure of human society has changed, from a primitive society to a tribal society, and the relationship between people has formed a relationship between domination and domination, is it because of the influence of this set of devices from outer space that some kind of aliens want to control human beings?

　　Today, the owner of this device can be said to be extremely successful. Even now, when this device is destroyed, the desire for power is already deeply rooted in the human mind!

　　General Kars is an example—for General Kars, what is the difference between having this device and not having this device? Is he not the same, using all kinds of crazy means to expand his desire for power?

　　When the desire for power has become part of human thought, whether it is Shargun II, Maharaja Bachaze, Zhu Chenhao, king of Ning, or General Kars, they will be desperate to pursue the expansion of power, and each of them thinks that he is qualified to rule over all mankind!

　　Thinking of this, Yuan Zhenxia couldn't help but sigh deeply and shook his head: "It's late! ”

　　Hanremi was more anxious: "Late? What does that mean? ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia spoke out what he had just thought, and said, "It's too late, if this device comes to Earth, destroy it, then it's still too late." Now that thousands of years have passed, it is the same as having it and not having it. The power that that device can give to human beings has long been one of the natures of some people! ”

　　At this point, he looked over to Huang Silk: "My analysis may disappoint you very much, but that is the real situation!" ”

　　Huang Silk "hummed" and said, "That chair will shake, which will make people feel that it is talking, and has an extremely supernatural function!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia nodded: "Naturally, its maker, in science, must have improved more than us, I don't know how much, and human beings may not be able to compare with them in tens of thousands of years." However, I believe that it can affect human beings only in the human mind, injecting a fanatical desire for power. You and Kars, you already have this desire, what is the use? ”

　　Huang Silk said angrily, "There are many monarchs in history who have relied on it for a while!" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia said, "Of course, at that time, human thoughts were simple. When most people think simply, a few people with a strong desire for power are naturally prone to success. But now, in every corner of the world, there are people like Kars and you, holding each other back and fighting, and no matter how strong the subjective desire, it doesn't have much effect! ”

　　Huang Silk sneered, "Let's walk and see!" ”

　　She turned around, walked outside, and slammed the door shut.

　　Hanremi asked anxiously and wistfully, "What to do?" ”

　　Yuan Zhenxia took a breath: "I believe that my judgment is good, that set of devices once worked on the ancients, and when it has successfully instilled the desire for power to humans, it has no effect at all!" We can..."

　　At this point, he paused, and then repeated a sentence that Huang Silk had just said: "Walk and see!" ”

　　A month later, the most sensational news in the world was that General Kars had launched a war against his neighbors, but failed.

　　General Kars also attempted to convene a multi-state conference to discuss merging into one great power, becoming the third superpower in the world, and he would rule.

　　However, as soon as this meeting plan was proposed, it was not accepted--the rulers of those small countries, as yuan Zhenxia analyzed, already knew what power was all about, and how could they give up if expansion was too late?

　　In a fit of rage, Kars launched attacks on small countries and subverted them. But Karls's actions, one by one, failed, making him even more isolated.

　　Judging from this situation, Yuan Zhenxia's analysis is correct. The device from outer space that can give mankind is the ambition and desire for power. At a time when human beings have become pervasive in this desire for ambition, the effect of the device has been equal to zero.

　　However, if human ambitions, desires, encroachments, plunder, and the idea that one man wants to rule over billions of people, if this idea is brought about by this apparatus, then the purpose of some extraterrestrial higher creature has been achieved! Look at the recorded history of mankind, how many tragedies have been performed for the struggle for power?

　　To this day, the root cause of almost all human tragedies is formed from this!

　　Three months later, Yuan Zhenxia received another box of videotapes, which were released to see that the picture was yellow silk.

　　Huang Silk never made a sound, just pondered, and did not even change his posture much. Yuan Zhenxia watched patiently, and it wasn't until ten minutes later that Huang Silk said a word: "You're right!" ”

　　After recovering from his wounds, Hamremy did not continue the archaeological work on the tomb of Shargon II, and published only an article that briefly mentioned the dreams of ancient monarchs in their quest for power, which led them to take the bizarre form of funerary rites.

　　South Vietnam returned to his old house not long after, still doing his business of "buying and selling old items".

　　He wanted to contact Yuan Zhenxia several times, but Yuan Zhenxia despised him very much, and each time he strictly refused and did not associate with him.

　　(End)