The darkness of the last night still shrouded the wasteland, and the fading moonlight burst out with the last of its energy, piercing the dense clouds with all its might, and the sporadic brilliance spread the beauty of the Tyndall effect over the night, and then immediately disappeared into the clouds, giving the earth the last quarter of an hour of darkness before dawn. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info wind is also intoxicated by this night scene, whirring and light. A sign hangs on the beam of the artificially built temporary shed, swinging back to the front in the breeze, and it is written in thick ink - Shuling No. 3.

The grinding of wheels on the muddy ground gradually came closer to my ears, and finally the sound disappeared in the carport next to the cemetery, followed by the mixed but orderly sound of hammers hitting each other. Excavators from the Institute of Archaeology have begun a new day of tomb exploration.

Come back to your senses in the blink of an eye.

In one of the rooms of the Archaeological Institute's staff dormitory, the night is still quiet under the blackout curtains. On the bed, the girl is asleep with her body spread out, her mouth is still grinning, silly and silly, like a baby tasting the sweetness of candy for the first time.

The curtain flickered slightly, and a figure appeared on the wall, and the shadow slowly walked towards the sleeping girl, slowly approaching. His figure could be seen in the faint dim light. The man was dressed in ancient clothes, he stood quietly on the side of the bed, looking at the sleeping and smiling girl affectionately, tears blurred the girl's face in his sight, and the wind blew the man's hair slightly around the window. The man gasped, closed his eyes, tears crossed his face, the green tendons on his forehead rose, and then, when he opened his eyes, there was a determination in his eyes, no longer the attachment of the past, he raised his right hand and reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table. Suddenly! The man's figure vanished.

The moment the man disappeared, the mobile phone rang, and the girl scratched her head and answered the phone sleepily. As soon as the other party said a few words, the girl immediately sat up as if she had taken an exuberant pill, fading away from sleepiness, and her eyes were bright.

"Good! Good! Come now! The girl hung up the phone, threw the phone to the side of the bed, and hooked the corners of her mouth, "Fantastic! ”

I changed my clothes three times and five by two, washed my face with my left hand and brushed my teeth with my right hand, wiped the isolation cream, picked up my bag, stretched out my hand, and put an archaeological white coat shirt on my body, and looked down at my watch, "Ha!" Five minutes", pursed his lips and smiled, opening the door and exiting. Get on your favorite Mercedes-Benz smart and drive to the excavation site of Shuling.

The car drove on the loess sand, and the sand and dust rolled up by the tires filled the sky, like the exclusive appearance ceremony of the mysterious protagonist of the costume drama.

No, she doesn't seem to be a mystery.

It should be said that it is a madman.

Her name is Nan'an, a genuine graduate student at the School of Archaeology and Museums of Peking University, who loves history to the point of madness, and if she puts together the historical research that temporarily loses money with the business of continuous money, she will always choose the former. The opportunity to make money is not impossible, and many related historical and cultural tourism companies have applied for her as an executive, but she has refused one by one. In her eyes, holding a pile of skeletons was far more comfortable than holding a pile of gold bars. As a result, "silly child" and "historical madman" became her identity labels. And the only person in this world who can understand this state of mind is probably her mentor Dr. Zhang.

"Nan'an!" Dr. Zhang walked out of the makeshift research institute.

"Huh! Zhang Lao! I'm coming! Nan'an quickly got out of the car, walked briskly in small steps, and skillfully pressed the remote control to lock the car door as he walked.

"Elder Zhang, you said that we dug up a piece of jade, it's really fake! Ancient Shu jade! Nan'an couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and nagged next to Dr. Zhang, "This ancient Shu jade, at least three thousand years now, not to mention how good the texture of the jade will be, the grinder, as well as the jade carvings and texts on it, must be a work of heaven, maybe there is any text that can solve the unsolved mystery of ancient Shu, by the way, this time is jade, or funeral jade, or ......"

"Ouch, don't nag, with you as an apprentice, my ears are going to be blocked by cocoons, huff, you see for yourself" Dr. Zhang took out a small box of agarwood from the safe, the workmanship of the box is extremely exquisite, the dragon pattern is finely carved, and the edge of the box is inlaid with gold wire, although it has been buried under the soil for thousands of years, but this high-quality agarwood has been infiltrated by the dust of the years, and its fragrance is more and more distant and intoxicating, and it is identified as a royal burial object at a glance.

Nan'an looked stunned, both surprised and excited, stretched out his hands to take the agarwood locket, Dr. Zhang immediately withdrew his hand, "Gloves!" What about gloves! He also said that he wanted to study for a doctorate! I don't even have this basic knowledge of archaeology, don't tell people that you are my student. ”

"Elder Zhang, I'm not too excited, such a good baby, hehe, I forgot about it, I must remember it next time."

Nan'an's eyes smiled like crescent moons, while putting on gloves, he took the agarwood box, and very cautiously brought it to the cultural relics experimental table and sat down. Seeing Nan'an's excited face, Dr. Zhang shook his head lovingly, pursed his lips and smiled, and turned to work on the unfinished burial goods at hand. On the other hand, Nan'an couldn't wait, but had to carefully open the agarwood box, little by little open the lid, the workmanship of the inner layer of the box is more exquisite, two pieces of camphor wood sandwiched and carved, the inner layer of the lid is painted with two words, probably the ancient Yi language that has not been deciphered, without thinking deeply, the eyes are attracted by the gold cloth in the box, as if there is an objective idea urging her to open the cloth. Nan An took the tweezers and slowly lifted the gold cloth wrapped in it, the utensils in front of her first shocked her heart, and then calmed down, she gently put down the tweezers, reached into the box with her right hand, and took it out with her left hand. The just right angle made the sunlight reflect on the utensils, and the late light crossed Nan'an's eyes, and suddenly, a touch of sorrow was added to his eyes. She blinked.

A jade sword hairpin, the butterfly wings of the hairpin tail carved in relief are mixed with a few traces of jadeite color, and there is transparency in the emerald.

For the first time, Nan An held a funeral object and didn't speak, she stared blankly, her eyes didn't wave, but deep down in her heart was surging and blood surging that even she couldn't understand.

"Ann." Dr. Zhang was sorting out a stack of documents, surprised by Nan'an's silence, paused for a moment, and continued to shout, "Xiao An! ”

Nan'an blinked, came back to his senses, and turned to look at Dr. Zhang.

"The No. 3 tomb was unearthed, and we did an age appraisal of this jade sword hairpin before you came in the morning, about 2,500 years ago." Dr. Zhang is still immersed in sorting out the information.

"Oh." Nan An turned his head and continued to flip the jade sword hairpin, quietly watching and not speaking again.

Dr. Zhang felt that Nan'an was very quiet today, looked up at her and lowered his head, stood up and walked to the bookshelf with his documents in his arms.

"Xiao An, why don't you comment today? Usually you have a lot to say about a cultural relic. ”

Dr. Zhang arranged the documents according to the classification.

"Oh, is it? It's okay......" Nan'an continued to look at the jade sword hairpin

"Look so closely, do you see any clues?" Dr. Zhang did not turn his head and continued to sort the documents.

"It's nothing, except for the fine workmanship, the jade material is a little rarer, and it doesn't seem to be anything. Oh, by the way, the two pictures and texts in the box, like the ancient Yi script, can be looked at by the ancient Yi experts, but as far as I can see, these two words have not been deciphered. ”

Since he really couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, Nan An turned his head to look at Dr. Zhang, "Old Zhang, do you think this jade sword hairpin looks very sad?" ”

Dr. Zhang put away the document in his hand and walked to the desk to sort out the next document.

"Huh? Sadness? Haha, you kid, to be honest, have you been in love lately? ”

Dr. Chang smiled, like a loving father.

"How is that possible!" Nan'an carefully placed the hosta, sorted it back to its original state, and put it back in the safe.

"If your career is not successful, you will never get married. Besides, how tiring it is to get married, you see my parents, they gave birth to me early, and in the end, they didn't fly separately for their careers. Nan'an said these words without pain, probably having already accepted the fact of being a single parent and getting used to this kind of life in the tempering of the years, she walked to the bookcase, took the cultural relics identification report of Nanmu locket, and looked at it.

"Just don't delay yourself." Dr. Zhang didn't have much reason to argue anything, because he himself was a late marrying family, for the cause of archaeology.

"I call it contributing to society." Nan'an finished the appraisal report in two clicks and put it back on the bookcase.

At this time, a person came in, Xiao Liu, the person in charge of the archaeological excavation project.

"Dr. Zhang, Dr. Zhang, there is a new discovery in Tomb No. 3." Xiao Liu didn't know where to put it.

As soon as Nan'an heard that there was a new discovery, he immediately returned to a state of excitement. Dr. Zhang put on his glasses and the three of them rushed to Tomb No. 3 together.

Because of the age, the tomb pit of Shu Ling is not more complete than the tomb pit after the Han and Tang dynasties, and it is mostly made of sand and mixed with some stones.

Xiao Liu jumped into the slightly shallow grave pit.

"Dr. Zhang, after excavation, we found that this is only the tomb door of the No. 3 tomb, and when you enter from here, there is the main burial chamber inside, and there is a ship-shaped coffin in the burial chamber, which should be the ship coffin of Gu Shu."

Dr. Zhang nodded with satisfaction, after all, the ship coffin has a great effect on the exploration of ancient Shu culture.

"Ship coffin?! After reading so many history books, why don't you see it with your own eyes, can I go in and have a look? Nan'an couldn't hold it anymore, what she loved most was to go into the tomb, and the closer she got to those coffins, the more satisfied she became.

"Yes, we're still cleaning up the burial goods, just be careful with your step." Xiao Liu couldn't help but agree, he looked at the doctor, and the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly. I still remember that last time they refused Nan'an's request to enter the ancient tomb, Nan'an told them in their ears about the deeds of the tomb owner for three days and three nights, and even when they slept, their ears were full of Nan'an's demonic history teaching.

Nan'an changed his construction boots and carefully entered the tomb, and the staff put a lamp in the tomb, so that he could see clearly.

The tomb is not small, at least 370 square meters horizontally and vertically, according to the tomb pit, there are regular foundation grooves and wooden foundations around the tomb, presumably there are ground buildings on the tomb at the beginning. There are not many decorations in the tomb, but the funerary goods are abundant, bone beads, bronze ritual vessels, and jade and jade, which seems to be a royal family. Yes, there are ivory combs, jade huang, bronze statues of chariots and horses, presumably husband and wife burials, and ...... Nan'an's sight captured the coffin in the center of the tomb, the figure of the porter turned into a virtual shadow in an instant, the world seemed to be left with her and the coffin, as if there was a strong gravitational force to hook Nan'an, she walked towards the coffin step by step, every step was so heavy, every step seemed to step out of a beautiful poem, a sentimental text. Step by step, until she saw the bamboo slip placed above the coffin, she held it up and slowly opened it. At that moment, it seemed familiar. Continuing to roll it open, a cloth appeared, reflecting the faint light, faintly visible, on the cloth painted two people, and the seal inscription, just as she took a step towards the bright light, from the mouth of the tomb came a shout.

"Come out, everyone! It's windy and sandy! Come out! ”

Nan'an was startled, just took a step forward, but suddenly fell into the sand under her feet, and she didn't even have time to shout for help, the sand where she fell was flat, just like before. Only a book of burial and a piece of cloth lay in place.

In the burial chamber, the lights are extinguished.