Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

A voice came from the phone. Although I was very sleepy, I could still hear it clearly, "You... are Lin Yu. There is a copy of your express mail here, sent by Mo Lan."

"What, Mo Lan?"

I was immediately shocked. I thought I had been worried about Mo Lan's current situation, but I never thought that she was fine. How could she know that I was here, and...

There are a series of questions running through my mind.

"Downstairs, hurry up!"

The man was a little anxious.

It seems that ordinary express delivery will not tell you the name of the sender. Why did he tell me directly? My intuition told me that this person must not be a courier or something like that.

After I finished speaking, I was about to ask some questions, but the person on the other end hung up the phone decisively.

"Dududu..."

I had no choice but to go downstairs to get the express delivery. A man wearing a peaked cap stood mysteriously downstairs, lowering his hat so that I couldn't see his face clearly.

"Who are you……"

"Yes, it's me, courier."

The man looked around mysteriously, and then without looking at me, he took out an international express package from behind.

"It's...sent from the United States."

I saw the address above, cough... Although I don't recognize English letters, it is indeed a foreign language.

"Who are you anyway?"

I was about to ask.

But while I was reading the express, the man disappeared, like a gust of wind, which disappeared as soon as it blew.

"It's really baffling."

I frowned.

I felt a little relieved. Mo Lan sent it, which at least proved that Mo Lan did not disappear in the desert. On the contrary, she had returned to the United States. Maybe she had saved Mo Yi with the blood clearing.

Thinking of this, I feel a little sad.

Because I have never met my grandfather at all. I only know that he later entered the ruins of the ancient Rakshasa country and even built a city tower. Long Wu said that he was a Taoist disciple.

Understand Yin and Yang, Feng Shui, geology, archeology, and even architecture.

Even though I went deep underground, I couldn't find his shadow. I didn't know whether he was dead or alive. It has been over ten years, and I really don’t know if I will ever have the chance to see him again. In fact, gradually I even learned about the whereabouts of my parents. Muzi said that they were probably involved in the cultural relics trading group, but there was still no news.

But now, everything seems to be broken.

Back to the starting point.

I went back upstairs and opened the express package. Inside was... the complete part of "The Fragments of Journey to the West", all sewn up.

"strangeness!"

Why did she send this to me.

I opened the remaining scrolls of Journey to the West and could no longer find the strange annotations that my grandfather had left behind. Instead, they were replaced by mysterious blank scrolls.

Yes, any strange words, patterns, or even maps may appear in those white scrolls.

"This is……"

I saw that Director Bai Juan actually spit out blood, and a very strange thing appeared in the blood, like a monkey.

"No, that's a person."

I clearly saw that this was the face of a person, and it was very strange. The face was concave and convex, and the eyes were very scary. They were staring straight at me, as if they would pop out at any time.

And there is a letter behind the fragment.

Written in Chinese.

The handwriting on the letter paper was very beautiful. I didn't expect that although Mo Lan was in the United States, he could write Chinese characters well, which was far inferior to me.

The content of the letter probably means that Mo Lan was rescued by people sent by his group, but because he seemed to be infected with some kind of germ in the desert, he began to vomit a lot of blood.

Not only that, but she would hear some strange noises at night. It seemed like I was in a primitive jungle or a tribe. Those sounds were weird, as if they were rooted in my mind.

How can I describe it? It was very noisy, with women screaming, crying, shouting, and even calling for help, as well as the sounds of some insects and beasts.

Every time in the dead of night, that voice would pop out.

She said that there are many strange people in the East, and she asked me to help find out what was going on, because she can no longer move at all, is injured, and is seeking medical treatment, so she cannot come to the East.

Once he vomited blood and accidentally dropped it on a book. As a result, a shadow appeared, which was called a ghost by some wizards. They say that once these things get entangled, the only way to get rid of them is to find the place where they were born to find answers.

"Ghost?"

This shadow is very familiar, have I seen it before?

I don't know why, but my head is now inexplicably awake.

It's her!

That weird woman who took away the ancient bottle!

Oh my God, that strange woman with long arms comes to mind. She seems to be more accustomed to walking on all fours...

It seems that to find her, you must know some information about the ancient bottle, as well as the weird sounds. The sounds that Mo Lan mentioned lingering in her ears may be related to that weird bottle.