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

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Why are you eating a chicken leg like this?" The old man asked me quickly when he saw me lost in thought.

"No, are you sure this villa is related to the curator?" I thought I had misheard.

"That's right, it's the director of the Kyoto Museum? What's wrong?" The old man added again at this time to make sure I heard correctly.

"Little brother, is that curator your friend? Family member? Ahem, that's impossible... could he be your boss?" The old man frowned and stopped chewing.

"That's unlikely, isn't it?"

I said to myself.

"It seems you have to accept it for a while." After finishing speaking, he said to himself, "Anyway, we still have time, don't be anxious."

The very next day, I decided to do something in the afternoon.

"Hello?"

I got on the phone.

"Who are you looking for?"

The phone rang and asked me.

"Li Dakui, help me get through."

"Okay, wait a moment." Soon, I got through to Li Dakui on the other side of the phone.

"Why are you so reluctant to call me?" Li Dakui seemed a little excited. As soon as he heard my voice, he said, "By the way, why haven't I heard from you recently? Why have you been there?"

"Hey, I won't say it anymore. It's hard to say it all. I'm crying when I say it. By the way, how are you lately?"

I didn't say anything straight to the point.

"What else can we do? It's the same as usual, but we are going to Daci'en Temple with the curator to give a report recently. It is said that the curator has researched a new thing, and maybe he can win a prize or something."

Li Dakui said.

I asked, "What, you are coming to Xi'an?"

"What, you are in Xi'an?"

Li Dakui was stunned.

"yes."

I briefly talked about some things and came to Xi'an to investigate some situations. Unexpectedly, Li Dakui asked me to stay a few more days and he would also come over to catch up on old times.

"That's no problem, I'll wait for you." I smiled. I decided to tell him in person about this matter. After all, I couldn't explain it clearly on the phone, and they would also come to Xi'an, so I didn't have to worry.

But about what new research Li Dakui and others are talking about.

I don’t know if this matter has something to do with the curator, but in my eyes, it’s a bit unlikely. At this time, I checked the news about my disappearance in that library, and there seemed to be no reports. It seemed that this matter had long been forgotten.

Is this all an illusion?

I was a little dumbfounded.

In the past few days, I have been looking up some information about the curator. The old man naturally wandered around the city, firstly to inquire about information, and secondly, to make money, so he would not go to sweep the courtyard every time he ran out of money. Street, right?

Also, I originally wanted to visit Daci’en Temple in the past two days.

However, because it is currently under renovation, it is not open to the public and no one is allowed to enter, except the staff.

So this plan can only be put on hold for the time being.

But in the next few days, the weather here seems to have changed.

This place originally had a semi-arid climate, especially in winter, the air should be extremely dry, but for some reason, the air here always feels sticky.

It seems like it's going to rain, and it even feels a bit sultry in the cold winter.

"What a strange thing!"

Every time, the old man would complain about the horrible weather here after returning home. It was really not a place for people to live.

And every time at night, the red clouds dye the sky red like blood, changing into various weird shapes. Very scary.

In the northwest of this urban area, there are some arid areas, mostly Gobi and desert.

"I think something is wrong."

Finally one day, after the old man came back, he made a prediction.

"How's it going?" I asked quickly. I wasn't very clear about the hexagrams, so I just looked at the old man at a loss.

"This... is really strange."

The old man looked at the hexagram.

"What's going on? Stop showing off."

I asked.

"This hexagram that is rare in a thousand years has actually appeared. The ancient hexagram of Earth Spirit. I have never seen such a terrifying hexagram." The old man stared at the blood-red mist-like sunset outside and said thoughtfully.

"What will happen?"

I don't understand.

"It's either a natural disaster or a man-made disaster."

The old man answered directly.

"A natural or man-made disaster?"

I asked in surprise, "When?"

"I think it may show up recently. We still don't go out much during this period. No wonder when I look at people's faces recently, there is always a dark cloud above everyone's head. It seems that everyone is in bad luck. I don't dare to go out." said.

"Then, is there any way to crack it?"

I asked quickly.

"Well... you are overthinking it. I can only look at the hexagrams and nip problems in the bud. I can't change my destiny against the will of God." The old man replied.

"Does that mean the disaster wave can't escape like this?"

I said.

"So to speak."

This is what the old man meant, but at this moment he seemed a little helpless about everything.