Chapter 870

"Very good insight."

Su Ze commented.

Although Professor Anji ridiculed his former servant with the pride of intellectuals and gentlemen and seemed unfriendly, Su Ze had to admit that for a petty thief and a servant who likes drinking, being rich would only make him more scum, not good.

So Professor Angie doesn't indulge such people, and it's not cold.

If you are soft hearted and indulge such a person, the servant will soon kick his nose and face and turn away from the guest

Professor Anji was very happy for Su Ze's approval and raised his black tea.

"Elegant gentlemen always have the same opinion, which is a virtue God has given us."

Su Ze said with a smile: "in ancient oriental words, this is called a hero. Think alike."

Professor Angie was curious: "what do Heroes think alike?"

"A hero is a strong and smart man. This sentence is called a strong and smart man. He always has the same idea." Suze explained.

Professor Angie laughed: "that's right! you 're right! This is the adjective I need most! "

"Although I'm 90 years old, I'm still strong and smart!"

After laughing for a while, Professor Anji tasted black tea for a while and finally got to the point.

"Mr. Suze, you are a very rare guest."

"Are you here to chat with me today? Or is there anything else interesting you're going to tell me? "

Su Ze smiled: "yes, I do have something I want to discuss with you."

His spiritual power has swept through this place and detected some secrets hidden in Professor Anji's heart, secrets related to kesulu.

Therefore, he also has a way to open the topic.

"In 1908, 17 years from now."

"I hope the American archaeological society will hold its annual meeting in St. Louis. Professor Angie, did you also participate?"

When Professor Angie heard the words "1908, St. Louis", he was like being bitten by a poisonous snake. "Bang" he put down his black tea cup and stood up.

He stared at Su Ze with his old, not muddy eyes, as if to see something secret from him.

But Su Ze's eyes were calm, his mouth was smiling, and he even had the opportunity to sip a good Darjeeling black tea.

Perhaps because of Su Ze's drinking tea, or Su Ze's calm attitude, Professor Anji's attitude unconsciously relaxed.

He finally did not stare at Su Ze, but began to talk about the old past: "old people like me always get some special status. Some people regard me as the authority of archaeology, and some people talk about my academic achievements."

"I am an important guest at all seminars."

"Mr. Suze, do you have anything to ask?"

Su Ze nodded slightly: "yes, at that time, some people took the opportunity of the archaeological annual meeting to take some strange objects and seek the most correct explanation. They found that" it has huge claws on its front and rear feet and long and narrow wings on its back. This thing seems to be full of an unnatural and terrible malice. Its slightly fat body is viciously crouching on a rectangular stone or base - and the stone is covered with incomprehensible symbols. "

"Its Octopus like head leans forward, the ends of its facial tentacles sweep to the back of its huge front claws, and those claws grasp the knees that stand up as they sit curled up. The whole statue is very lifelike, and because people know nothing about its origin, it also shows a slightly more vague sense of terror. "

"It undoubtedly has a long, amazing and immeasurable history; But no one can associate it with any known artistic style of early civilization - in fact, it has nothing to do with any known artistic style of any period, which is almost against all my archaeological common sense. "

"Apart from all this, the material of this statue alone is an unsolvable mystery; Because this smooth dark green stone, as well as the gold or edge colored spots and stripes on it, are different from any discovery in geology or mineralogy... "

Speaking of his major, Professor Anji kept talking and describing Su Ze.

When it came to the rise, he ran into his bedroom, took out a bookcase, and took out a thick stack of manuscripts, which recorded in detail inspector Legolas's process of seizing the evil sect and some records.

“PhngluimglwnafhCthulhuRlyehwgahnaglfhtagn.”

"In laleier's house, the sleeping kesulu is waiting for you to dream."

This is the most obvious remark in the manuscript.

Below is another sentence.

"It is not the dead who will sleep forever. In the mysterious ages, even death itself will disappear."

Next is what inspector Legolas told in the manuscript.

"On November 1, 1907, the New Orleans Police Department received emergency help from the villagers of the southern swamp. Recently, some unknown things often disturb their lives at night and make them fall into fear.

They said that malicious hand drums continued to ring in the nearby black forest, and there had been many disappearances of women and children. Some people heard crazy cries and painful screams, and others met the chanting that made the soul tremble and the evil fire that kept jumping.

Towards evening, the villagers who called the police led twenty policemen to set out in two carriages and a car. They drove all the way to the impassable section, then trekked nearly eight kilometers in the woods, and finally arrived at the villagers' houses, a pile of messy and crowded poor shacks. "

Ah - this——

When Su Ze saw this, he couldn't help touching his forehead with his hand.

What a death it is - in the sparsely populated United States of hope, we don't live in a gathering area, but in a deserted place eight kilometers into the woods where we can't drive. We have to build a shed to live.

These people can really play. It's no surprise that they are found by the believers of kesulu. How can madmen and perverts not like such people living in the wilderness?

"Professor Angie, can you change me for a cup of black tea?"

"The story is quite interesting."

When Professor Anji heard Su Ze's words, he looked at him uneasily, but he still didn't say much. He made another cup of black tea for Su Ze.

Soze sipped his black tea and continued to read the story of inspector Legolas, which Professor Angie had recorded.

On November 1, 1907, after the villagers called the police, the police officers went to the swamp area in the evening. After hard arrival, they received a welcome from the villagers. They surrounded the police officers to try to get a sense of security.

The police officers were carrying lanterns and could hear the indistinct sound of hand drums in front of them; When the wind changes, there is an occasional blood clotting scream.

Looking down the forest path, you can see a little red fire jumping.

The villagers were frightened and refused to be the guide of the police officers. Inspector Legolas and 19 police officers entered the terrible dark forest path they had never set foot in without a guide.