Chapter 754 Ghost Story
Above the clouds, the royal airship returning to East Doruma was riding the wind slowly.
In the cabin, the hunters of the Silver Border Hunting Group gathered together. They closed the door and discussed something.
"Hey! Aren't you really telling a ghost story?" After listening to Gordon and Hayata's narration, Feng Ying rubbed the goose bumps on her arms and felt butterflies in her heart.
“Is it possible that you are thinking too much, meow?”
Pig Chop rationally analyzed, "Maybe I just happened to meet a nervous guy walking around in the middle of the night, Meow, and then you drank too much, so you don't remember the image very clearly Meow?"
"This possibility cannot be completely ruled out." Hayata frowned, "But this is a bit weird, and we don't dare to get away with it with a lucky mentality."
Feng Ying began to analyze from the perspective of conspiracy theory, with a gloomy tone, "Maybe it's a hallucination? For example, you were drugged with hallucinogenic drugs, so you saw some strange things."
“It’s basically impossible.” Anhil suddenly interrupted.
Gordon asked with some uncertainty: "What are you referring to as basically impossible?"
“What I mean is that the two situations mentioned by Zhu Pa and Feng Ying are basically impossible.”
Anhil's eyes stayed on Gordon and Hayata for two seconds each, and continued: "If you were the only one who saw it, I would tend to think it was a dream.
But if two people see it, it is too difficult to explain.
Dreams are very vague things. I dreamed about a person last night. When I woke up the next day, it was hard to tell whether the person was a man or a woman, let alone their clothes and appearance.
You have remembered many details. Although there are many inaccuracies, this book is worth paying attention to.
As for the situation Feng Ying mentioned, there are many drugs that can cause hallucinations, such as stimulating mushrooms, but hallucinations are often uncontrollable.
If you were really drugged with hallucinogenic drugs, what you saw last night should be more 'surreal'. For example, the house came to life, Ted grew long hair, and twenty Babakas danced around you. of.
So my point is, you guys did experience something weird last night.
The girl in ancient clothes, the unidentifiable appearance, and the endless mottos, all of these are very likely to be real.
It is a warning from some kind of being. "
Feng Ying swallowed, "So, is there really a ghost?"
“It’s not impossible if you insist on understanding it in this direction.” An Xier had no choice but to say, “It comes and goes without a trace, and the image is blurred. It’s really hard to say.
But I think we should pay more attention to that warning first, instead of worrying about whether the girl is a ghost. "
Gordon fiddled with the sketch on the table and said with a smile: "Ancil is right, but to be honest, I thought your views would be more materialistic."
"You have a misunderstanding about materialism." Ancil glanced at Gordon. "Even if there is a ghost in the world, as long as it can be perceived, it means that it exists objectively, but we can't explain the cause yet."
Gordon raised his hands in surrender, "Let's stop the philosophical discussion, the key is what we do next.
What is a tower? Who is making noise and who should be solved? What is ‘king’? "
"The scope of our knowledge is limited, and there is no point in guessing here. We should inform the guild and scholars, and they may have some clues."
“But, would anyone believe such a strange thing?” Hayata asked worriedly.
"It depends on who says it and how it is said." An Xil said with a smile: "If you ask Feng Ying to say it, no one will believe it, but if Mr. Brave speaks, the effect may be different."
“Hey! What do you mean!?” Feng Ying glared dissatisfied.
Anhil ignored her. He picked up the sketch and shook it, "This is also very important. Compared with verbal descriptions, straightforward images are easier to convince people.
I was convinced by this sketch. The details are so clear that I cannot dream of them. "
Time flies very quickly when you are planning something in your mind.
Two days and nights later, the royal airboat arrived at Dongdoruma.
Gordon declined the invitation from the prince and princess to take them to visit the castle. He led everyone in Silverside to leave in a hurry on the grounds that "he had something to report to the guild."
The second prince scratched his head, and the third princess was also a little aggrieved and dissatisfied, but guard Prima could understand - she felt the tense atmosphere among the silver-bordered hunters.
Being able to make a team of high-ranking hunters nervous is probably not a trivial matter, at least it is much more important than going to the castle.
After briefly comforting the third princess, Prima looked at the departing figures of Gordon and others, and whispered to herself, "I wish everything goes well."
“Where did you get this picture?!” The old professor from the dragon tribe held the sketch in his hands as if he had seen a ghost.
Gordon smiled and felt that he had found the right person.
Among the people I know or am relatively familiar with, the professor is definitely the most “educated” one.
He has profound attainments in two completely different disciplines: biology and archaeology.
Especially in the field of biology, he is one of the absolutely authoritative scholars even among the team of paleontology scribes and the Ancient Dragon Observation Bureau, which are full of scholars.
Otherwise, he would not have been appointed as the director of the Crazy Dragon Disease Research Institute.
Compared to his main job of biology, archeology is the professor's "hobby", but he has lived long enough, and even the depth of his hobby is far greater than that of most archaeologists.
“I have never seen a complete sample of the clothes, but this is undoubtedly the style of clothing worn by priests in the middle of the ancient era.” The professor stared at the old eyes, his gaze was so intense that it seemed to burn through the drawing paper.
“Today’s archaeological discoveries have only unearthed a small number of broken pieces of cloth, such as half sleeves, and we cannot even restore a complete set of clothing styles.
Has there been any new progress in the archeology of ancient ruins? It shouldn't be. There's no reason why I don't know about the progress, but it's impossible for anyone who hasn't seen the complete object to draw this picture.
So who drew this picture? "The professor grabbed Gordon and asked.
Gordon smiled and pointed at Hayata, "She painted it."
The professor wiped his glasses and stared at Hayata.
Feng Ying on the side asked An Xier in a low voice, "Hasn't the complete clothing sample not been restored yet? This can also confirm the age and type of clothing?"
An Xil glanced at her and explained: "It's like a jigsaw puzzle. You take a jigsaw puzzle with only one-third of the pieces left and put it together over and over again for many years. It's not easy to rely on your brain to fill in the missing parts. Can't be sure if it's right or not.
But if you are given a complete picture at this time, you can immediately compare the two, because all the 'gaps' will match up perfectly.
The integrity of the ‘original thing’ is completely different from what is imagined. "
"Like This."
"professor?"
Hayata, who was a little embarrassed by the professor's glare, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of the professor.
An old dragon man who came to his senses jumped onto the table and waved his arms, "Have you dug up a complete suit? This is unreasonable. After tens of thousands of years, there are still complete fibers left?
No, how to preserve it can be discussed later. Where did you dig it? ! Did you bring the real thing back? Is there any protection on site? I will contact the excavation team immediately! "
"professor."
Gordon interrupted the old scholar who was about to fly, "We didn't dig up anything, but we met a person wearing this kind of clothing."
The dancing professor paused.
".ah?"
(End of this chapter)