Chapter 42: The Meaning of Existence
After weighing the weight, the old village chief glanced at the archaeological team members who had fainted on the ground, his voice was heavy, and he looked up at the starry sky, no one knew what he was thinking: "Carry them back, I hope they can't find out what happened here, everything here, I won't allow any outsiders to know." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Obviously, the old village chief is not as simple as it seems, and he does know a lot of things.
This village is not as simple as it seems, it is so quaint, after thousands of years, but it is still unscathed, as if from a thousand years ago to the present, time seems to stand still here, a thousand years of time can not leave any traces on it, there may be an ulterior secret in it.
"Carry them back, they won't wake up for the time being!" the old village chief said softly, his tone was very light, and when he said this, his eyes kept staring at Professor Liu and them, his eyes seemed to penetrate their bodies to think of something, and as if he was remembering something.
"Okay!" Immediately, some villagers agreed, and immediately someone carried the archaeological team members back one by one according to what the village chief said, and carried them to the room that had been arranged for the archaeological team members before.
The air around was still filled with the rich aroma of wine, and the old village chief smelled the wine, frowned, and said, "Put this wine away, come here and clean it up, and don't leave any traces." ”
"Okay!" Immediately some of the villagers began to clean up the things on the table, and the rosewood tables were cleaned up and carried back to the house, even the chairs, and after being wiped clean, they were carried back with the rosewood tables.
The work efficiency of the villagers is very high, more than 200 square meters, the place immediately became empty, on the cyan stone slab, the pattern engraved on it, after a thousand years of time, did not see the slightest wear.
This pattern is like the texture on a bluestone slab, and any person who sees him will only glance at it hastily, and will not pay much attention to the fact that the pattern may not look very clear, but that is because of the carving of the pattern itself, and the carver wants to estimate this kind of pattern that does not look very clear.
The material is a bluestone slab, not how precious, even if the pattern carved on it is clear enough to make people see it clearly, but not many people will care about how precious the things carved on the bluestone slab can be.
On the contrary, this kind of pattern that looks blurry but can be seen clearly when you look closely is not noticeable in itself, but if you let a careful person find it, it will surely arouse people's curiosity and think that something terrible is recorded on it.
Maybe there is some hidden effect, if the careless person thinks that it is the texture on the bluestone slab, and will not do what he thinks, it is impossible to look carefully, and it is impossible to see that the texture of the bluestone slab itself is not the pattern engraved on it.
After the unconscious archaeological team members were all carried back, all the villagers returned here and gathered together.
The fire has not been extinguished, but the light of the fire is much weaker, and the villagers are standing here neatly, even the children who are usually naughty and playful are standing here quietly, and the old village chief is standing in front of all the villagers.
"Village chief, it's all done!" Wang Laohan, who brought the archaeological team members to this village before, was reporting to the old village chief in a whisper.
"Hmm!" the old village chief nodded slightly, signaling that he understood.
Seeing the old village chief nodding, Wang Laohan didn't say anything, took a few steps back, and stood among the villagers.
"Did you go to that ditch," the old village chief said suddenly, "how is it there, do you see anything?"
"Nope. Wang Laohan shook his head, it looked quite heavy, the environment he saw there this time was the same as the last time, there was no change, but Wang Laohan knew that this was just the appearance, and not seeing it did not mean that nothing had happened.
In that ditch, whatever happened, as long as that thing didn't want them to know, wiped out all traces of what had happened, as if nothing had ever happened.
But in fact, something really happened, but it was so clean that they couldn't find any clues, and naturally they had no way of knowing what was going on there.
He had been to the ditch several times over the years, but he had found nothing, there was no life there, no animals, only that dark green strange plant, dark green, and even the flowers were dark green.
The environment under the ditch was very dark and damp without sunlight all year round, and he really wondered how this plant could grow, it didn't need sunlight to grow, and it didn't show the slightest decline, it grew very luxuriantly, and the ground and the rock walls were surrounded by this plant.
It is not easy to see the original environment around it when it grows luxuriantly.
He didn't give up, and every time he looked very carefully at the surrounding environment, hoping to find some clues from it to prove what was going on here, but unfortunately he couldn't find it, and he couldn't find any clues.
But something did happen here, this, Wang Laohan could clearly feel it, and knew what should have happened here, but he couldn't find any clues, it was obvious that the other party had wiped the traces very clean, and didn't want them to know.
Wang Laohan guessed that there must be a life form with intelligence there, and he was not sure whether that life existed like them or in some other form, but for them that life existed, and it endangered them.
They have lived here for more than 3,000 years, and this thing has appeared in the last few hundred years, although the old man Wang does not know whether it is friend or foe, but one thing is very clear is that everything here is everything, including the fact that no one is allowed there, and nothing is allowed to bring out a little news about it.
This is the meaning of their existence, their mission, and their unshirkable responsibility.
"Forget it, don't go again next time!" After so many years, the old village chief had already expected it, and knew that it was impossible to find any clues, but he still couldn't help but ask, because he was too curious about what happened there, why he had to wipe the traces so clean every time, and what he didn't want them to know.
But every time it was in vain, the old village chief thought that there was no point in going there again, since the other party didn't want them to know, then no matter how many times he went, there would be no clues to find, although the old man Wang came back safely every time, but the old village chief still felt uneasy, there would always be accidents.
What they have to do is guard everything here, not allow anyone to break into it, not allow anyone to take away news and anything about it, not even a stone, the most ordinary stone!
"So, what about those people, and that thing?" Wang Laohan asked softly again, it was precisely because on the way back to the village, he saw He Yuxi, no, to be exact, it was that bead, ancient, mysterious, it was because of that bead that he brought these archaeological team members back to the village.