Chapter 130 Witchcraft

After Guo Jing finished translating, Andre talked a lot again.

Guo Jing continued to translate: "Andre said that he would take these materials back and study them carefully. He promised that you would never disclose the contents to others. He would sort out all the findings into Chinese and send them to you. Please give him some time."

I looked at the materials on the table, and there were at least 50 or 60 pieces, which contained complex graphics, formulas and thousands of words of Russian content. It is really impossible for Andrea to give any results on the spot.

So I took out the thicker information in my backpack, shook it in front of him and said, "Mr. Andrey, your place is only a small part. Although I don't intend to doubt you, don't lose too much."

When Andrea listened to Guo Jing's translation, he laughed and said, "It is said that the Japanese are the smartest nation in the world. I think this hat will be worn on the Chinese people."

I smiled and said, "Little Japan is nothing. Don't translate this sentence."

Guo Jing listened, covered her mouth and laughed.

Then Andre and I made an appointment and promised to return to Chengdu again in a week and come here to meet me.

I sent Andrea and Guo Jing away. I asked for a bowl of mixed sauce noodles on the street, solved the lunch, and took a taxi home.

As soon as I walked into the living room on the first floor, I heard a familiar voice saying, "Look at your face. Is there any happy thing?"

I looked up and found that my second aunt, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, came back.

My cousin and second aunt are sitting on the sofa in the living room and studying the copper plate.

Since I was a child, my second aunt loved me very much, so I smiled and said without scruples, "How's it going? Have you found anything?"

The second aunt pointed to the bronze plate on the table and said, "This is not magic, this is witchcraft."

I was slightly surprised. I came to my second aunt and saw that the copper plate had been knocked open by my second aunt, and the bitterness inside was dead.

"How to say? What is witchcraft? I asked.

The second aunt said, "From ancient times to the present, there are only two sects of Miaojiang magic, one is a medicine doctor who treats people's diseases, and the other is a pest that specializes people. And this kind of technique that specializes in manipulating beasts, controlling dead bodies, and even making vegetation into soldiers can only be done by witchcraft.

Without waiting for me to interrupt, the second aunt continued: "Now many people call witchcraft, because witchcraft and witchcraft are similar in many aspects, such as using poison worms and special drugs as media to achieve supernatural abilities. But witchcraft and magic are actually completely different things. Witchcraft is believed by the nomads in the north, and magic can only be seen more in the south of the deep mountains and forests.

I nodded and recalled those grassmen and bitter kings. And the moth powder that confuses our minds is mainly manipulating people or animals, which is indeed in line with the characteristics of witchcraft.

Since we learned that what happened in the Lop Nur cave was a scam, * and I quickly speculated that the culprit was the girl in white.

Although she saved * and Nobita's lives, she guided us to stop Grandpa with Qi Mingzhu and my blood, and it was precisely because of this that caused today's consequences.

Because the girl in white looks very much like a cousin, I tacit from the beginning that she must have used magic. But now that my second aunt has said this, I know that this girl is likely to be the descendant of witchcraft.

That is to say, this girl in white is most likely to come from the north, because according to the second aunt, there are still a small number of witchcraft religious people in the north.

I thought so, and my second aunt said, "In fact, although some ethnic minorities in northern China still believe in witchcraft, those orthodox witchcraft have long disappeared in China. Even some scattered masters are unwilling to show their peaks."

Hearing her say this, I asked, "Does this mean that witchcraft has actually been lost?"

The second aunt shook her head and said, "Of course not. As far as I know, when the Yuan Dynasty perished, Zhu Yuanzhang's army drove the Mongols and drove them back to the north, and the witchcraft people had already moved out of China in large numbers at that time. Today, a large part of it is in Outer Mongolia and even Siberia.

After thinking about it, he added: "Especially the Yakutes, who are descendants of the ancient Yaku people tens of thousands of years ago. It is said that witchcraft originated from their nation, and now, in a few areas of Siberia, this ancient ethnic group is still living."

As soon as I heard it, my heart finished talking about what my second aunt said, and what Professor Andre said before, unexpectedly.

Their goals are all pointing to one place, which is Siberia.

So I had a strong bad feeling that I was likely to go to Siberia once.

But when you look back, it is somewhat unreliable to say that a girl in white has a Chinese face and can speak fluent Mandarin.

I sorted out the messy thoughts in my mind and decided not to think about this anymore.

But asked the second aunt: "So, can you see how this witchcraft manipulates the scarecrow and how those moth powder produces fantasy?"

The second aunt shook her head and said, "The interlaced line is like a mountain. The mystery of witchcraft is no shallower than witchcraft, and even has a longer history. It is difficult for us laymen to see."

I said to myself, in fact, this information is enough, at least I won't think my cousin is weird anymore.

Thank you, second aunt, I went upstairs alone, closed the door, and began to read those information about witchcraft on the Internet.

But the information on the Internet is really poor, and I haven't found any valuable information at all.

There is a story that Genghis Khan's army is brave and good at fighting, often winning more with less. In addition to the superb shooting and equestrianism of grassland men, it relies more on witchcraft.

It is said that Genghis Khan has ten witches, that is, ten witchcrafts, and each wizard has the ability to bring people back to life.

Genghis Khan rarely takes prisoners, and as long as the army defeated by him will be executed in large numbers.

This is not because Genghis Khan is cruel, but because the ten witches can use the dead army for themselves and summon the undead army.

I once read in a wild history that when the Han army fought with Genghis Khan, they met an army that could not be killed.

The army flattened a city without a single death.

It seems that the connection between these two stories just shows that Genghis Khan can indeed drive the dead body to fight for himself.

As we all know, Genghis Khan roared, and no one could find his tomb.

It is said that the Lord of Hell is a good friend of Genghis Khan. He not only lent him a soldier, but also sent someone to repair his graveyard to the underworld after Genghis Khan's death, so he would not be found.

Although this statement is a little suspenseful, when I really saw the undead, I had to re-examine the existence of witchcraft.

Recalling the mural seen in the Robbodi Cave, the girl in white appeared in the painting, that is to say, she used to be a member of Wei country.

So is Weiguo the creator of witchcraft? Do they have any connection with the Yakus, the ancestors of the Siberians?

These are difficult to speculate.

I think the number of Siberian indigenous people today is very small. They live in the cold wilderness and have little contact with the outside world. If you want to know the mystery, you have to go to Siberia to see those Yaku people and the ruins under the shield.

Thinking of this, I shook my head and said to myself, "I promised myself that I would never take risks again, and now I'm thinking nonsense. Damn it."

I was angry with myself, so I covered my head and stopped thinking so much that I was too lazy to take it off and get ready to sleep.

But as soon as I lay down, I recalled today's experience and felt that something was wrong.

Thinking about it, I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be no lack of time on today's trip to Jiaotong University.

After Professor Andrey and I separated, we went to the noodle restaurant for dinner, but the noodles were eaten and returned.

That is to say, in the few hours with Professor Andre, it seems that the lack of time has been stopped!

Is it possible that Andre or Guo Jing have the ability to stop the lack of time?

After thinking about it, I don't think it's reliable. Maybe it's just a pause, just a coincidence?

I was thinking nonsense and didn't know when I fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, it was 10:30 a.m.

I rubbed my hair, lifted the quilt aside, then got up, sat down at the computer table, and looked out of the window at the sunny two-story villa closest to our yard in the distance. A beautiful girl came to the rooftop to dry the quilt again.

When I'm bored, I like to observe this beauty.

He must be a dependent mistress, because I have met her lover, the owner of a nearby winery or a deputy to the National People's Congress.

That man and my second uncle have a certain friendship, and they have been married for more than ten years.

The life of a mistress is always full of all kinds of sorrows. I once thought of writing a minority love letter to reveal the life of a mistress through long-term observation.

But later I found that it was too boring, so I gave up this idea.

I know my virtue. If I start observing this woman again, it means that I am extremely bored.

I can't make myself so bored. This is either mentally ill or falling in love with the mistress and developing a bad fate.

So I packed up and went out.

In fact, I took a taxi aimlessly, but fate arranged for me to go to Southwest Jiaotong University again.