"Huh?" Tang Yi immediately looked at Uncle Hong.

"Your grandfather stuffed something in my pocket and wrote two words on my back with his fingers!" Uncle Hong continued.

Two words? Could it be the name of the two words that appeared in my intuition? However, in my own intuition, it seems to be a guess full of doubts. And these two words are so messy, Tang Yi doesn't know how to digest them for a while, let alone express them.

Uncle Hong took a piece of paper and wrote down two words: lamp oil.

Tang Yi looked at it, it was not the two words that appeared in his consciousness, and he was slightly disappointed.

However, these two words are also difficult to guess. Kerosene? What does that mean?

"After they left, I made a comparison for myself, and yes, the structure is simple, it's easy to recognize, it's just these two words." Uncle Hong explained: "But these two words have nothing to do with his identity or what happened in our relationship, so I gradually forgot about it. Thanks to this thing, I can still remember. ”

"Can this thing burn?" Tang Yi took the thing and looked at it again. Looking at the color of this thing, it looks a bit like beeswax, but the hardness and weight are obviously wrong. The hardness of beeswax is very low, and the weight is very light, although this thing is lighter than jade, but it is also heavier than beeswax, and the hardness seems to be higher than that of jade, not to mention the beeswax that is easy to break.

"I'll not tell you the boy. I burned it. Uncle Hong smiled, "I've been holding it in my hand for a long time, and I've used almost everything, but after I burned it, there was no change." ”

Tang Yi thought to himself, seeing that there had been no change in this way, he couldn't help asking, "Then in the past fifty years, has this thing changed anything?" ”

Uncle Hong looked at this thing again, "It doesn't seem to be, and it seems to have become a little bigger." However, this thing is lighter in winter and darker in summer, so to speak, but the difference is very subtle.

No matter how subtle it is, there is a difference.

This thing will change depending on the season, which shows that this thing is definitely not metal and jade. Generally speaking, only living things change according to the seasons!

Thinking of the name that appeared in his intuition, Tang Yi's heart seemed to tremble a little. His face also seemed to rise and fall slightly.

Seeing Tang Yi's appearance, Uncle Hong gently patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao Tang, you can take it back and study it slowly." Like you said, it was originally your grandfather's thing, since your grandfather has ・・・・・・ me, this is also considered to be the end of Zhao, I didn't expect to stumble into it by mistake today, and actually found the main owner! ”

"This ・・・・・・" Tang Yi looked at Uncle Hong. Just based on his words, Uncle Hong gave him the things that he had kept for more than 50 years, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Put it away. It's been over fifty years, and I can't figure out what it is. In case you find out later, and I'm still alive as an old man, then just tell me. Uncle Hong looked at Tang Yi, "There is a word called disrespect, this is not my thing, if you push it now, you will be disrespectful to me!" ”

Tang Yi looked at Uncle Hong's kind smiling face and nodded, "I'm not disrespectful, I'm respectful rather than obedient." ”

"Hahahaha." Uncle Hong stood up, "In this way, we are also fated, let's drink two cups today, and I'll get a few dishes!" This is also respectful, it is better to obey fate! ”

Tang Yi didn't hesitate this time, "Okay, I'll get it with you!" ”

Tang Yi sent a text message to Wen Jia and stayed at Uncle Hong's house at noon.

Braised eggplant, stir-fried meat with celery, tiger skin pepper, green onion egg cake, the two worked together to make a few home-cooked dishes, Uncle Hong drank two pot heads, and Tang Yi drank a small can of beer.

"Uncle Hong, what other impression do you have of my grandfather?" Tang Yi asked while eating.

"He was a few years older than me at the time, but he also looked calm, a little old-fashioned to put it mildly. Don't say it, you're talking about your grandfather, you two are really a little alike. However, when your grandfather was young, his appearance was more delicate than yours, and you have a tougher face. Uncle Hong took a sip of wine.

"If I hadn't met your grandfather, I wouldn't have liked antiques." Uncle Hong put down the cup, and suddenly seemed to remember something, "Hey? You said that your father died when he was ten years old, and your grandfather died when he was ten years old, and you are not a family heirloom, you are so young, who did you learn from to identify antiques? ”

"I'm all wild people, don't mention it, my father runs an antique shop, my little kung fu can be regarded as coming from the store!" Tang Yi explained very vaguely. He didn't lie either, yes, he came from the store, didn't he break the blue and white armrest, and when he saw the tortoise shell, he estimated that he couldn't find the north in the antique world now.

"Uncle Hong, you two stayed together for five days, did my grandfather talk about anything besides telling you about historical relics?" Then, Tang Yi asked again.

"It's mostly these things. By the way, if he hadn't told me about some ancient astronomical instruments, I wouldn't have known it was called a muddy elephant! It will not be sold separately from a pile of copper pieces. You see, the fate of the two of us was actually planted by your grandfather back then, hehe. ”

"What else?" Tang Yi still seemed unwilling.

"I know what you want to ask, but he doesn't say anything about his identity or private affairs. You are the grandson he has never met, if I knew, could I not tell you? Uncle Hong took a bite of food.

"Oh, and he told a story. I once asked him, what is your archaeological team doing in this vast Kunlun Mountain? It's all plateau peaks, where will there be any monuments? As a result, he didn't answer, but he told me a story! It's a secret, to be exact. Uncle Hong actually blinked like a child.

"Oh? Tell me about it! Tang Yi picked up the can and touched Uncle Hong's wine glass.

Uncle Hong took another sip of wine, "Have you heard of the Gate of Hell in Kunlun Mountain?" ”

Uncle Hong studied geology in his early years, and once went to Kunlun Mountain for scientific research, so the terminology is very standardized.

The Nalengrad Gorge of the Kunlun Mountains is known as the Kunlun Death Valley. The canyon is more than 100 kilometers long and 30 kilometers wide, with a minimum altitude of more than 3,000 meters. Although the mountains around this valley are covered with ice and snow, and the rivers and lakes are also very clear, according to legend, the herders living in the Kunlun Mountains would rather starve their cattle and sheep to death than enter this deep valley.

Because this valley is the legendary Gate of Hell, it is said that in addition to the bones of animals, there are many hidden tombs inside. But whoever goes in, there is no return.

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