There was something inside the bag. It was a thick stack and was tightly sealed. It was coated with a layer of something that looked like wax and was very slippery to hold.

"What is this?"

Li Bingbing frowned and looked at the thing in Ning Tao's hand and asked.

"You'll know when you open it."

Ning Tao smiled coldly and tore the bag open violently. When they touched the contents and reached out to take them out, both Ning Tao and Li Bingbing's pupils shrank.

This is a piece of linen, very rough, with some bright red blood stains on it, as if it has been left on it for many years, giving it a sense of history.

When the piece of cloth was taken out, an invisible coercion suddenly enveloped the middle of the car, making Li Bingbing and Li Bingbing's faces suddenly turn pale. They couldn't help but exclaimed, "What is this?"

Faintly from the top of this piece of cloth, they felt a very depressing feeling, as if it was an invisible cover that wrapped their entire bodies.

If this piece of cloth made Li Bingbing feel uncomfortable, then for Ning Tao, the shock inside was great. His eyes actually lit up, and two groups of light appeared behind him. If you look carefully, it seemed that there were two

A hazy dragon shape, with teeth and claws showing, as if it was about to burst out of its eyes at the next moment.

Wow!

Almost subconsciously, Ning Tao's hands suddenly shook and he opened the piece of cloth.

After opening it, Ning Tao immediately saw the entire cloth. It was indeed similar to what was described in the history books. It was approximately fourteen feet five inches long and three feet eight inches wide.

If you look carefully, there is a faint image of a person's front and back bodies on top of this piece of cloth.

"Shroud of Turin!"

Looking at this piece of cloth carefully, even Li Bingbing, who didn't know much about the Holy See, could see it and subconsciously covered her mouth with a look of shock on her face.

This piece of cloth is so famous that it is difficult for people not to know about it. Legend has it that it was the linen piece used to wrap the body of Jesus after his crucifixion. After that, Jesus was buried and ascended to the sky three days later, leaving only this piece of linen cloth.

But now that he actually appeared in front of these three people, people couldn't believe it.

Even Zhou Ru stopped the car and stared at the piece of cloth with a complicated expression. Her mouth was slightly open, but she couldn't say a word.

As for the authenticity of this quick cloth, neither woman has ever doubted it, and there is no need to doubt it. The smell on it alone confirms it without a doubt.

Different from the shock of the two women, in Ning Tao's sight, the double figures on the linen sheet seemed to be resurrected. The two merged into one, gradually turned around, and looked into Ning Tao's pupils.

boom!

What kind of eyes were they, pure and deep, as if they were two different universes, and he gradually fell into them.

The scalp in his mind exploded, and Ning Tao's vision blurred for a moment, and he appeared in another world.

There is a blue sky and clean air here. He is standing in a square, and there is a whisper in a palace in front of him.

The sound made him forget everything and prompted him to step inside.

In the main hall, a person sat cross-legged on a high seat, and on both sides of him, there were six people listening respectfully.

He couldn't understand what was being said in detail, so Ning Tao just stood there stupidly. As the other party explained, the sky in the hall turned into clouds, and the bricks under his feet turned into the sea.

The other party seemed to understand every word, but no matter how hard Ning Tao listened, he just couldn't understand.

I don't know how long it took, but a man sitting in the hall looked at Ning Tao. He still had those deep eyes, his lips were slightly parted, and he said with a smile, "Do you understand the destined person?"

Ning Tao understood this sentence. He opened his mouth to say something, but found that he could not say a word.

The man above seemed to understand what he meant, shook his head, and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I was too impatient, but since you're here, I can't let you go back empty-handed."

Just when Ning Tao was wondering, everything in front of him changed again.

The hall in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he was on a street. There were refugees on both sides of him. Along the way, corpses were everywhere. Not long after, a young man came from the opposite side, holding food in his hand, helping those around him.

refugee.

Not only that, the young man also took off his clothes and gave them to the poor around him.

Although Ning Tao didn't know this young man, when he saw his eyes, he knew without a doubt that he was Jesus.

Subconsciously, he followed the other person and left.

Along the way, it was eternity. He witnessed many things about this young man, including studying hard, educating people, dispelling disputes, and being charitable.

It was not until the age of thirty that this young man began to promote his ideas until he suffered and was crucified during the reign of Governor Pontius Pilate.

When the other party died, thousands of people cried and prayed. Even Ning Tao knew it in his heart, but at this moment he seemed to be influenced by it, and his whole person was immersed in sorrow and couldn't extricate himself.

However, in Ning Tao's heart, there seemed to be a voice that kept calling him. The voice could not be heard clearly, but it was very anxious, making him gradually wake up.

"Who's calling me?"

Ning Tao stood up, put away his sadness, and stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears.

But when his eyes closed, everything went dark before him, and a heart-wrenching pain suddenly hit him. His consciousness suddenly returned, and all his senses returned at once.

The shouts in my ears came from Li Bingbing and Zhou Ru, who were shaking Ning Tao at the moment.

Ning Tao felt as if his eyes were about to explode, and something was about to crawl out. As soon as he opened his eyes, blood and tears flowed out of them, and his eyes were filled with blood.

If you look closely at Ning Tao's eyes now, you will find that in his blood-red pupils, there is a winding red line, as small as an earthworm. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

"Ning Tao, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Li Bingbing's voice trembled, and she hugged Ning Tao tightly, her words vibrating.

"I...I'm fine."

Ning Tao's teeth were almost broken. He only felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, and the pain was getting more and more painful, as if he was going to die in the next moment.

Just three words made him break out in cold sweat and the pain was unbearable.

Li Bingbing's head was right in front of him. Ning Tao opened his mouth, and Li Bingbing quickly moved closer, with big tears falling from his eyes.

"cell phone."

Ning Tao struggled to say two words, biting Li Bingbing's ear and said, "Call Fang Yan."

After leaving these words, he could no longer suppress the headache. As soon as his spirit relaxed, he fainted.

And in his hands, he is still holding on to the shroud. If you look carefully, you can find that the figure on the shroud has faded and is no longer as bright as before.

You can't even see it if you don't look carefully.
Chapter completed!