By the time they got back from the ground, it was already evening.

In the end, today is only half a day outside, but I feel like it has been a long time.

Maybe it’s because I’ve met so much that I’ve had an unspeakable feeling of fatigue, but I don’t have that feeling of drowsyness, I just feel irritable.

I asked him what had happened to Grandpa Stuart, and he did not say, just said that he had a name on his head to come and pick me up, take me back to Sichuan by the way, and clean up the mess for the old man.

Grandfather, the mess.

The two words go together, that’s trouble.

If the old man went out to get into trouble, and left a bunch of messy things waiting for me to clean up, then I must understand.

The question is that the old man is seriously ill in bed, what can he do?

Can't always be flirting with a little nurse, or a cigarette being caught, and a doctor and nurse doing a drop-off head?

Walking on the way back to the house of the great joy god, I did not ask the disciple, a strong cigarette, only feel inexplicable irritability, the kind of anxiety in my heart is about to condense into the substance, burning my heart is panicked.

“Brother, what’s the matter?”Seven treasure handed him a cigarette, and asked with a worried face: "Is it Master Shen who has happened?"“Did the enemy do it?”

When I heard him ask, I did not squeak, and looked at Stuart quietly.

"Go back and talk."Stuart smiled and patted the seven treasures on the shoulder: "Don't ask this, let's talk about other ease, don't make the atmosphere so heavy."

“Going back in the car?”I asked.

"I'll be in the car, and if you don't get stuck in traffic, I'll be there tomorrow morning."Stuart replied.

The fat uncle walked on the side and nodded his head without stopping: "Since there is trouble, don't delay, go back and pack your things, and if you need help, let people come to say hello."

In fact, I know that the fat uncle is also very curious about the grandfather's affairs, but from the beginning to the end did not ask a word, I think it is also afraid of embarrassment.

Don’t even speak to our families, let alone outsiders?

"It's okay, don't help."Stu smiled, "Uncle, take care of the great joy, and let us worry about other things."

“Do you know?”I asked the word.

"I had a fight a few years ago, and my family is still friends with Daehua."Stuart smiled, “Brother, listen to them, you were dragged into the ground by two octopuses, what is that?”

"I don't know."I shook my head, "I don't know how to describe it to you, but... it must be a living creature, not an abdwelling."

“The living creature?”Stuart said, “If you were a living creature, if you had done it, you would have a corpse too.”Why didn’t we just see it?”

"I don't have that much."I sighed, "Don't say it's me, even my grandfather, I don't have the ability to clean it up."

"According to my understanding of your landing, against the living creatures, you should be lightly familiar with the road, other French gentlemen are not good at this..." Stuart will look at me suspiciously: "What does the monster look like?"“What a big octopus?”

I shrugged my shoulders, in very simple language, and probably talked about the situation in the underground cave.

As for the illusions that my brain takes me to see, I don’t say a word.

Listen to me, not only the disciples do not believe, even the seven treasures feel that I am bragging.

Can the living creatures be transformed?You’ve seen a lot of movies, haven’t you?”Seven treasures looked at me with a confused face: "That thing has also given you away the body?"Just because you helped it?”

“That is so.”I nodded, "The death of the fourth has nothing to do with it, it is the heavy iniquity outside."

"The monster you're talking about...I seem to have seen it somewhere..." Stuart muttered, as if he remembered something, and his expression was somewhat confused: "It's like a book, a religious book, a meatball with countless tentacles, with such an illustration."

“Which book?”Seven treasures asked curiously.

“Song.”Stuart scratched his head: "I must remember correctly, it is the Song Dynasty local cult book, saying that the monster is the ancestor of heaven and earth, like the words engraved on the ground in the cave, as if worshiping them."

“Hovenor?Admitting?”The fat uncle frowned: "This place will not be made by those cult members, right?"The nine great iniquities are also drumming and drumming, similar to the methods of some Fa-send sacrifices to the gods."

"I always thought it was fake, because there couldn't be such a science fiction thing in the world."Stuart sighed, "But the experience of listening to Xiao Shen seems to be true."

“Did he really fly in the mountains?”Seven treasures asked me.

"The brain didn't fly away, I can't say, but it did fit into the mountains and became transparent, and no one could see it even if it flew out."

Stuart is an authentic intellectual, according to Chen Qiuyan, he came out of the research institute he studied, or absolutely high talent.

But the more thoroughly something is studied, the more “doubts” that Stuart can think of, or the point at all that he can’t think of an answer.

Along the way, his expression was constipated, and he felt sick.

But I think that Stuart is not unconvincing, but is curious about such a thing, and seems to have an impulse to see the strange brain with his own eyes.

“Brother Stuart, since you saw the words engraved on the ground, you didn’t have any idea?”I laughed, “Old, old days, this should be a special time in ancient times, right?”

“Do you believe this?”Stuart glanced at me.

Without waiting for me to catch up, Stuart sighed, "Don't say, you really believe this, although that period seems to be a myth, but it is undeniable that there may have been some."

“Have you studied this too?”I tried to ask.

“Some, but not much.”Stuart sighed, “Even the things of the ancient times have not been fully understood, let alone the ancient period...”

He said, smoking a cigarette and smoking two.

"My mentor and I mentioned that there are also relevant records in foreign countries about the ancient times, and the relics of the Sumerian civilization have been unearthed in southeastern Iraq, where there are murals about the ancient period, and even Pangu was born in the chaos and the murals of the world, but unfortunately, the place is too far away from us, and many things can't be done."

“Sumeric civilization?”Seven treasure scratched his head: “What is that?”

"It's an old dynasty."Stuart smiled, "It's been about 7,000 years since I heard that the Sumerians are all black-haired, and it may be that we Chinese branch out."

On the question of Sumerian civilization, Stuart did not explain to the seven treasures, but talked to me.

“The Sumerians seem to admire the monsters of the ancient times, and they call them kings of the old ages, saying that they all live at the end of time, which is the place where life originated, but where there is more chaos than chaos.”Stuart said in a low voice, “These kings of the old days are immortal, and in that world, only they can do this...”

When I heard these words, I couldn't help but shudder, because I remembered that in the fantasy, the brain monster said the same thing to me.

The end of time, the origin of life, is more chaotic than chaos.

“Besides the length of those old days, everything else will turn into dust, and even time will disappear, and even death will die completely, right?”I asked the question subconsciously and repeated the strange words of my brain.

"How do you know!!!" said Stuart, looking at me in amazement, and glaring: "These words were recorded in Sumerian in the mural... have you seen it too?"

I shook my head and said I had never seen it, just spread my mind along with your words.

“If we have time, let’s talk privately?”Stuart seemed to find something, looking excited at me.

"Let's get my grandfather done it first."I sighed.