Back to the hotel.

Hall and Bryce went back to their room to rest, Jiang Hao and *** returned to their room, put down their backpack, took out the box and opened it, and took out the map from it.

"What is this?" *** asked curiously at Jiang Hao.

"It's not clear yet, but I suspect that the place marked on this map is related to a certain 'prophet', look here." Jiang Hao pointed to the sentence under the map and asked *** to see it.

"The place where the prophet fell, Syria-Marella."

"Who is Marilla?"

“Check.”

When they turned on the computer, they found the name Marila, and many similar introductions appeared. There were politicians and businessmen. They swept them one by one and finally froze on one person.

"Marella, a French explorer, was born in 1909 and has explored the jungles of Southeast Asia and the ruins of West Asia."

At this time, Jiang Hao said, "***, I remember that in your home, there are also records of prophets in your father's notes. It is said that there are relics of a prophet in Syria. It is said that finding a prophet can give people the power of eternal life."

*** nodded vigorously, "I remembered it too."

"Marella and your father have no intersection at all, but there are records about the Syrian prophets at the same time, which means that this remains may exist. The map now marked is probably the address of the prophet's ancient tomb." Jiang Hao analyzed.

The two opened the computer and called out the map of Syria. They took the yellow map and compared it on it. Finally, they found an extremely similar place. *** gently pronounced the name: "Turkman Mountains."

"Oh, Syria is fighting now, and the Turkmen mountainous areas are war zones, which are dangerous." *** said with a frown.

"I think we can end this German treasure hunting trip and go back to check the information to see if there is any possibility of exploring the ruins of this 'Prophet' ancient tomb." Jiang Hao said.

"What should I do now?" *** asked.

Jiang Hao smiled, "Now, of course I'm resting."

Two days later,

The four-person treasure hunting team returned to London and entered the study, studying his father's books and notes, hoping to find more information about the prophet in the literature and notes.

The two found the notes of Earl Crawford. In the notebook that recorded the information of the "Prophet", they saw Earl Crawford's more detailed records of the "Prophet".

It can be seen that this Earl Crawford is also very persistent in tracing the mystery of immortality, because at the end of the notebook, a passage of Earl Crawford's sigh was recorded.

"Life is like a ruthless river. Everything is fleeting. We will grow old, decline, and die, but what do we leave behind? A pile of bones? Or dust? What about the soul? Will the body remain in the world after it returns to the dust? I believe it will."

"There is some truth at the heart of many myths and stories. This is not the truth of science, but something more profound, some key to solving the mystery of eternal life. I may have found some clues, but I am not the only searcher.

They were following me and observing my every move. They were the "Triaster" people. Although I quit, they did not give up surveillance, an ancient organization that planned to control the future of mankind."

Jiang Hao and *** looked at each other. There were countless times when the "Holy Trinity" appeared. They were powerful and they seemed to know everything.

Jiang Hao thought for a while and said, "When exploring the information of the 'Prophet', you must be careful and not let anyone know our actions."

"I know, I will be careful." *** said.

"Okay, you can find information, I'll go back to the manor." Jiang Hao was about to go back and put the oil paintings piled in the space in the underground treasure house. It took too much space to put in the space.

"I'll check the information first when I'm back to dinner." *** smiled sweetly at Jiang Hao.

When communicating between lovers, sometimes you can understand the other person's meaning with one look and one action. Naturally, I want Jiang Hao to accompany her here tonight.

Back at his Jon Manor, Jiang Hao put all the oil paintings he got from the mine in the underground treasure house. As for the gold, Jiang Hao directly absorbed it.

Only then was Jiang Hao in the mood to slowly appreciate these oil paintings.

Some people have scenery, Impressionism and Beasts, and there are a variety of paintings. Some of these painters have been transformed into Jiang Hao, and some are not clear about them. If you want to figure out the true value of these oil paintings, you may need an appraiser to specifically appraise them.

As for now, put it in the storage room first.

If you have time back, you may have another special oil painting show for Charlotte Auction.

Back at the villa, Steven came over and asked respectfully: "Sir, I want something to eat tonight, so I told the chef to do it."

"No, I'll go to Crawford Castle for dinner later." Jiang Hao said.

My girlfriend has no choice but to have money. The manor is much bigger than her. Jiang Hao spends more time in Crawford Castle than at his own house. Steven, the housekeeper, has become the guardian.

When I arrived at Crawford Manor, walked into the study, *** looked up and saw Jiang Hao immediately shouted, "Jon, come here quickly, I found something."

Jiang Hao went over and sat next to him, picked up a thick book and placed it in front of Jiang Hao, pointed to one of the paragraphs and said, "Look here, there is a legend about a prophet entering Syria."

Jiang Hao looked carefully.

In 970 AD, the prophet Jacob came to Constantinople, the capital of the most powerful Byzantine Empire (Eastern Roman Empire) at that time. The state religion was Orthodox and religious power was prosperous.

Before coming to Constantinople, Jacob was already very famous. It was rumored that he had the power of God, and he came all the way to find his supporters and followers, and delivered his own speech in Constantinople.

Jacob's sermon was very successful and gained a large number of supporters, including many nobles, which made the Orthodox Church feel panic. The Holy See began to say that Jacob was a charlatan and a liar, which caused the believers on both sides to fight each other. Jacob chose to leave and go to Syria.

At that time, Syria was also a land of Byzantine, but in the border areas, but on the way, the Holy See sent a knight to assassinate Jacob, and the spear pierced Jacob's heart. However, Jacob had the ability to live and die, and he was resurrected again.

Jacob possesses immortality and medical power, but he does not know how to fight, so the believers wrapped his body and continued to go to Syria, building the tomb of the prophet, trying to hide the world.

However, the news of Jacob's not dead was still learned by the Holy See. The Holy See did not believe it at first, thinking it was the self-comfort of the believers, but he still sent the Knights to investigate again. In Syria, the believers fought with the Knights, and in the end the power of faith glory defeated the Knights.

The record ends here.

Jiang Hao looked up at ***, "You mean, the prophet recorded by your father and the prophet recorded in this map should refer to this prophet Jacob?"

"I think it's because time and things are surprisingly similar." *** said.

Jiang Hao nodded.

The two of them took out the map and studied it. This time, *** found a more detailed map of Syria. The two compared and analyzed it and finally came up with a longitude and latitude coordinate, latitude 36.73, longitude: 37.01.
Chapter completed!