At the age of eight, Gao Lin, who was helpless and lonely, experienced bizarre events that made everyone feel a sense of fear and strangeness. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

had to hide in a small land temple and steal sacrifices to survive in the world. But he was taken home by an old woman to take care of him, treated him well, and provided him with education.

At the age of ten, Gao Lin pretended to be a great archaeologist in the future, and he was extremely interested in history and astronomy, and was almost fascinated.

At the age of eighteen, he was exceptionally admitted to the famous archaeological school "Jinshi University".

At the age of 30, he excavated many monuments and became famous in the archaeological world.

At the age of forty, he has already transferred Xia, Shang, Zhou, Qin, Han... The monuments of various dynasties of the Qing Dynasty have been excavated all over again, and many unsolved mysteries of the changes of the times have been explored.

Today, Gao Lin has reached the age of stepping into the coffin with half a foot, and nominally has won the respect of everyone, but in fact he has found nothing.

In the silence of the night, the huge museum displays many antiquities, such as books, bamboo slips, swords, guns, swords, sticks, porcelain, bronze relics, and skeletons. Under the tungsten light, it looks more and more simple.

The sound of argument echoed through the room.

"The age of mythology does not exist, it is just a random fabrication of stories, as an archaeologist, you know the origin of human beings, the course of history, why you still deceive yourself today."

There are two old people, a man and a woman, sitting and standing in the "Jinshi Cultural Relics Museum", and the atmosphere is extremely tense.

The old man sat on a Taishi chair, and his wrinkled cheeks under half a hundred strands of hair revealed an indescribable vicissitudes of life. The old woman, on the other hand, still has jet-black hair, and her perfectly balanced body looks at the slightly hunched back panel from the back, which will give you the illusion that she is just a beautiful woman who has just reached her age. However, the ruthlessness of the years still left sad marks on her face.

"It is precisely because of this identity that I have become more and more convinced of the existence of mythological figures, and you should know very well that the origin of human beings before Xia Shang was unknown, and the so-called conclusions are just so-called scientific inferences." The old man was wearing a military coat to wrap his entire body, his cloudy eyes were annotating the old woman, and his voice trembled slightly but was still strong and powerful, clearly echoing in the old woman's ears.

"Gao Lin, since you entered Jinshi University to participate in archaeology, we have been cooperating for more than 40 years, and our arguments can be unified in any aspect, why are you so stubborn on this issue." The old woman wore a white silk scarf on her shoulders, and her bloodshot eyes looked at the old man, and she shook her head and asked.

"Bing'er, in fact, at the beginning, the original intention of archaeology between us was very different, you like the antique life, and you hate the worldly world of people's hearts and archaeology.

And I, in order to solve these unsolved mysteries, every time I solve a mystery, I am extremely excited, and you will not feel that joy. The old man frowned and said to the old woman in front of him.

The old woman listened to her words, nodded silently, and lamented: "We are all old, it's time to rest, don't be obsessed with this chicken or egg first, this old bone can no longer withstand the toss." ”

"Xia Bing..."The old man's cloudy eyes stared at the old woman affectionately, choked up, called out her name, and was so blocked by everything in front of him and even his emotions that he could no longer speak.

"You have dedicated your whole body to archaeology, and you have not even celebrated your 60th birthday, and you have not celebrated a birthday for yourself so far, what is this for?" The old woman looked at the old man with full of anger, but she was extremely distressed, and asked herself: "Is his life worth it?" Why are you so persistent and refuse to give up? ”

"I, I prove..."Saying this, Gao Lin stopped his tone, and didn't know how to continue, so he had to silently bow his head and lament that creation made people, do you want to say that he has been sleeping in Roundhorn Mountain for a hundred years? This unprovable fact, the fact that he couldn't even spend his whole body to find a conclusion, and even the fact that he was fooled by him, called him how to speak.

The tense atmosphere made the two eyes meet but flashed back, not knowing how to face it.

"Bing'er, you better go and rest early! The body matters. After being silent for a long time, Gao Lin frowned and said slowly.

"In a week, it will be your sixty-eighth birthday, and this birthday will be my sixtieth birthday! Be grand, you should be kind to yourself, life is too short. Xia Bing looked at Gao Lin warmly.

For a long time, under Xia Bing's gaze, the silent and elderly Gao Lin nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Xia Bing couldn't help but put a smile on his face, although he was old, his affectionate smile would never go out of style, and would always bring a different style to the sky.

"That's it, you're afraid of the trouble and leave it to me to handle it, it's not too early, you should rest early." Saying that, Xia Bing walked towards the outside of the museum.

Seeing that the driver of the special car respectfully opened the door for Xia Bing, the car went into the distance, and disappeared under his eyes, Gao Lin slowly stood up.

Xia Bing is two years younger than him, his family is quite good, he was beautiful and moving when he was young, his husband died in the war when he was in his prime, and he never disliked Xia Bing's life experience from beginning to end. But Gao Lin's experience is bizarre, and he is only interested in exploring the cause, and his mind really can't contain the private feelings of his children.

For the cold and warmth that has been accompanying Gao Lin around, after forty years of summer ice, Gao Lin's heart is flooded with five flavors of grains.

He didn't know that Xia Bing was for his own good, and he wanted to let himself know how to live, especially at this age, what else did he want, it was enough to be able to enjoy his old age in peace.

But why only he knows in this life, is it that he has fought all his life, and how can he say that he can let go of it, and he will never be able to do it in his heart. The incredible thing that happened to me should always have a conclusion.

Scanning at his many masterpieces in the Jinshi Cultural Relics Museum, all the excavated cultural relics, and every cultural relic displayed here, each one of them was obtained by himself with great effort and even at the risk of his life.

In the end, he had to shake his head and said, "In addition to bringing me fame and value, what can you give me?" To this day, he has not been found.

"Hey!"

Gao Lin's eyes finally fixed on a corner, looked at the black wooden box, and walked over with a step.

Holding the wooden box in both hands, it sank on the desk, slowly opened it, and took out a worn-out booklet from it.

The number on it is written with the words "Gan Family Tree".

Gao Lin held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't open it, and finally just said slowly: "Ganjun, where have you been?" "Why did Gan Jun, the child who herded cattle with him, disappear into this world?

The lights in the museum were silently extinguished, leaving only the innermost dim light.

Gao Lin was alone in the secluded museum, and I saw him slowly put the booklet into his arms, expressionless, and said to himself: "Is there another week?" It's time to do all the unfinished business. ”

He picked up the pen and paper and wrote the words densely, only to see two big characters written in the center of the first line of the paper: "Will." ”