After seven consecutive days of rescue archaeological excavations, Mu Zifeng was actually a little tired, but his strong self-esteem made him unwilling to show the slightest weakness. He picked up the fine brush and continued to brush away the dust that had accumulated on the relief for thousands of years, and the dust dispersed, gently revealing the ravines of a dynasty thousands of years ago.

Mu Zifeng, who was born in the first year of the Republic of China, was once a son-in-law who was born with a golden key. Grandfather Mu Jinwen studied in the United States in his early years, returned to China to establish Hongyuan Steamship Industry in Jinling, monopolized the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River steamship freight, with a family capital of more than 10 million, successively purchased a number of villas in Jinling, and expanded the Chang'an Mu family compound known as Mu Mansion.

After graduating from the Department of Archaeology of Jingbei University, his father Mu Dingming returned to his hometown to work at the Chang'an Archaeological Research Institute, during which he excavated many imperial tombs in a row, and was appointed by Hong Jinfa, the commander of the Chang'an garrison, as the director of the Chang'an Archaeological Research Institute and the commissioner of Dongping District.

The seemingly solid and prosperous life did not last long, and in the tenth year of the Republic of China, Mu Dingming and the archaeological team, who were ordered to go to Mobei Province for archaeology, disappeared in the vast Gobi.

The mysterious disappearance of his father caused the Mu family to suffer a series of tragic blows. First, Hong Jinfa, the commander of the Chang'an garrison, confiscated the Mu Mansion on charges of being a bandit. Subsequently, the government of the Republic of China announced that Hongyuan Steamship Industry would be taken over by the government in the name of reverse production, and Mu Jinwen, who was thoughtful, immediately died in Jinling.

"No one asks about the poor in the downtown area, but the rich have distant relatives in the mountains." After the downfall, the Mu family is even more grounded, and the phoenix is not as good as a chicken. The mother and son of the Mu family rented an attic in the sedan chair lane in the north of the city. Thanks to the second aunt's family often coming to help, she barely managed to get by. From a noble son to a poor man, Mu Zifeng has always been unwilling to face the cruel reality. Several times, in my dreams, I saw my own high-rise annex, with fine clothes and food, and my father drove a car with him. When I woke up, I found only a broken window, a cold moon, and a gust of cold wind.

In order to allow Mu Zifeng to continue to go to school and study, Dou even left the label of Mrs. Kuo behind and went to the Tang Dynasty nightclub to be a singer, and he was inevitably teased at work.

For life, for this family, but also for my son. The Dou family endured humiliation and dragged Mu Zifeng to grow up. Whenever Mu Zifeng asked about his father, his mother was often speechless and washed her face with tears, and Mu Zifeng had to give up. But a belief was deeply buried in Mu Zifeng's heart, that is, he went to Mobei to find his father, and in the dark, he felt that his father was not dead.

For this belief, Mu Zifeng studied hard, he did not disappoint his mother and was admitted to Chang'an University. But he went behind his mother's back to study archaeology, but he lied to his mother that he was studying accounting. Perhaps due to the influence of his father's genes, Mu Zifeng has an excellent major in archaeology, especially with a deep knowledge of ancient characters.

For the teacher Professor Wu Zhixuan, Mu Zifeng is a rare archaeological genius, he is not only excellent in archaeology, gold and stone science and other professional courses, but also proficient in history, feng shui and many other traditional cultures, Wu Zhixuan believes that these sciences must be interconnected.

is very different from the teacher's high glance, in the eyes of the senior brothers, Mu Zifeng is simply a fool. Originally, it was difficult to find a good job after graduating from the archaeology major, and in recent years, bandits have been rampant everywhere, and the archaeological team has been running around all year round, not to mention the wind and sun, and often faces the danger of being robbed and killed by bandits. The brothers and sisters are all looking for an errand to stay in school to teach or a museum appraiser.

Mu Zifeng gave up the opportunity to stay in school, but at the recommendation of his teacher, Professor Wu Zhixuan, he came to the Chang'an Institute of Archaeology under Professor Cheng Qingyun as an intern archaeologist.

Joining the archaeological team, in addition to Mu Zifeng's persistence in finding his father hidden in his heart, it also stemmed from two "nightmares" when he was young.

The first nightmare was related to the archaeological team.

still remembers that it was eleven years ago, and Mu Zifeng had just turned nine years old. In the first month, in the Mujia Mansion in Chang'an, the adults who visited relatives were playing mahjong, while several children were playing peek-a-boo.

"Ninety-eight, ninety-seven...... Brother Zifeng, hide quickly, I'm going to be the first to catch you. In the Liufang Pavilion in the Qiyuan, a red-clothed boy about seven or eight years old was blindfolded with his hands and shouted loudly, but the pair of thief's slippery black eyes turned straight through the slightly open fingers.

"Hmph, damn Zichuan, I won't let you catch me, I'm the Monkey King." Xiao Zifeng, who has a peach-shaped bun, is busy looking for a hiding place at this time. Xiao Zifeng usually likes to listen to the drama "Havoc in the Sky" the most, and often fantasizes that he is the Monkey King, with seventy-two changes, except for the Buddha, no one can catch it.

Just now, Sister Zisu and Brother Zixing hid next to the rockery and pulled them to hide together. He shook his head, although Xiao Zifeng was only nine years old, he was a very assertive person, how could Monkey King hide in the rockery?

But Qiyuan is only one acre square, seeing that the time is coming, Xiao Zifeng hurriedly stomped his feet, he looked left and right, and suddenly fixed his eyes on the southwest corner of the garden, an inconspicuous garden.

It was a forbidden area, and the masters of the Mu family for generations strictly ordered no one to approach this garden. In the eyes of the Mu family, this is a "strange garden", usually the garden has a nice name, but this garden is not only

The plaque was empty, and there was not even a couplet. The iron gate of the garden is locked all year round, and the lush vegetation hides the scene inside, and there is usually not even a bird call. But every time it is clear, there is a faint cry of people in the garden, which is very strange. So after a long time, everyone rumored that there was a suppression of ghosts, but no one dared to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

"If you hide here, Brother Zichuan will definitely not dare to come." Xiao Zifeng raised the corners of his mouth proudly, as if he saw Zichuan sweating profusely looking for him everywhere. Cousin Zichuan once climbed the wall of the "Strange Garden", and when he was about to jump in, he was caught by the second uncle. The second uncle wanted to apply family law to Zichuan, but thanks to the repeated intercession of many aunts, he was only beaten half to death. I remember that when Zichuan woke up, Xiao Zifeng secretly asked him what he saw, but he said two words "stone".

"Brother Zifeng, I saw you, come out quickly." Zichuan's voice is getting closer and closer, and at this time, Xiao Zifeng can't take care of it much, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and he prefers to go to the tiger mountain. Nine-year-old Xiao Zifeng, who has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, has been very neat, he climbed up along the wall of the strange garden, and then jumped and landed steadily in the "strange garden".

The "strange garden" doesn't look strange, in addition to the lush vegetation, there are also bamboo forests, ponds, and rockeries. Because of the ban of his ancestors, Xiao Zifeng just wanted to hide here for a while, and didn't want to go deeper. On the east side of the strange garden is a bamboo forest, which covers the stone path, and on the west side is a lotus pond, and there are two large fish tanks standing on the edge of the pond. Xiao Zifeng stretched out his head to look,

The vat had long since dried up, and it was a good place to hide.

The so-called no coincidence is not a book, at this time another heavy footsteps from far and near, Xiao Zifeng saw that the situation was not good, both hands pressed the edge of the cylinder, jumped into the cylinder, and put the freshly picked lotus leaf on the head. Xiao Zifeng in the "urn" was secretly proud, and Brother Zichuan would never have thought that he would hide here. Outside the garden, the footsteps stopped, and there was another sound of metal striking, crunching, as if the door had opened.

"Someone came in." Xiao Zifeng broke out in a cold sweat. The sound of heavy footsteps sounded again, getting closer and closer, and Xiao Zifeng's hands also trembled, this is definitely not Brother Zichuan, this is the footsteps of an adult. The footsteps came to the edge of the vat and suddenly stopped.

"Did you find out?" Although it was in his own home, Xiao Zifeng was still shaking badly, he knew that trespassing on the forbidden land would definitely be a violent beating, but he didn't regret it, because Monkey King was a daring person, and he Zifeng could too.

Just when Xiao Zifeng was desperate, the footsteps sounded again, it should be moving forward, gradually moving away. Xiao Zifeng breathed a long sigh of relief, but he was extremely excited in his heart, and he actually urged himself to see who it was.

"Dead is dead", Xiao Zifeng gritted his teeth and raised his head, through the gap in the lotus leaf, he saw a back, but he couldn't close his mouth in shock, isn't that the second uncle? How could he have the key to the forbidden land?

The tall back in front of him was Xiao Zifeng's second uncle, who walked very fast, and disappeared into the bamboo forest as soon as he turned a corner. Then another bold idea came back to me, follow along, see?

Xiao Zifeng followed along the bamboo forest path, and after a while, he came out of the bamboo forest, and twenty meters away was a large white stone tablet several meters high, and the second uncle was talking to a man with long hair, and the long hair covered the man's face thickly.

Because of the distance of dozens of meters, Xiao Zifeng barely heard three words: archaeological team.