Chapter Ninety-Four: The Venerable Man
The effect of anesthesia had not completely passed, and after Wang Xu stood up, he found that his legs and feet did not seem to obey the call, and he was more sluggish than usual when he walked.
Yun Tian didn't wait for him, and walked straight out the door.
The two of them walked in the stairwell one after the other, all the lighting came from a light bulb hanging overhead, Yun Tian was very tired, and he didn't have the heart to ask why Wang Xu was here, he put his bloodstained hand in his pocket and walked down silently.
"Where are we going?" , Wang Xu asked.
Yun Tian thought for a moment and said two words that even he thought were ridiculous: "Go straight." ”
Out of the neighborhood, they walked slowly down the street, and at first glance they looked no different from ordinary people.
"You should have something else to ask me."
Yun Tian asked him, "Why are you there in Shen Tao?" ”
Wang Xu knew that there was such a question, and came up with the argument that he had planned earlier: "Shen Tao colluded with others and wanted to ask for Hongzhu's relics." ”
Yuntian didn't buy it: "Is the thing you took from the safe really so valuable?" ”
"I have a torn volume of ancient books in my hand, and my family said before my death that some of the fragments may be lost overseas." , Wang Xu stood behind him and said, "It's the ones that Suo Hongzhu hid in the safe." ”
"Ancient books are written in Tangut script, and the Tangut Dynasty is more than 1,000 years old, but the age of the ancient books is at most 1,000 years ago, and the lifespan of the Tangut Dynasty may be much longer than we inferred."
Yuntian: "Don't drop your book bag, get to the point, or I'll kill you." ”
Wang Xu smiled helplessly: "The Western Xia texts left on the market are extremely rare, you can ask the knowledgeable tomb robbers to know that this ancient book is priceless." ”
These words are not adulterated by a word, and the various sects do not act against each other, Yun Tian heard that this was a grievance against the thief, and he didn't ask much.
Something suddenly occurred to him: "The hijacking... Does it have anything to do with you? ”
Wang Xu: "Someone doesn't want me to get these fragments. ”
Speaking of this, Yun Tian's expression finally softened: "You know everything. ”
"Thanks to my hard work, I have done so many things, it turns out that I am escorting you, with you."
He opened a bottle of mineral water to rinse his mouth, and after spitting out the water viciously, he glared at Wang Xu.
"I am not a person who does not repay my kindness, and I will be grateful in the future."
Yun Tian sneered: "Can I trust you?" ”
Wang Xu raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?" ”
After listening to this, Yun Tian really thought about it seriously for a while, and came to a serious conclusion: "I think what you said is true." ”
"Aunt Hong is a member of the Xianmen and an elder who takes care of me, and now that she is gone, of course she has to do things after her death." He let out a long sigh and said, "So this book is not only your business, but also mine, and where you go, I will go too." ”
Wang Xu's eyes lit up when he heard him say this.
As a result, Yuntian poured a basin of cold water on his head: "But I won't be your bodyguard." ”
"I have money."
"I'm not short of money."
"A million a day!"
Yuntian's evil and crazy expression suddenly froze.
Teacher Wang is wealthy: "You don't have to worry about the travel expenses, after six o'clock in the evening, come to the 19th Middle School to talk to me in detail." ”
Last week, they were still plotting with each other, and now they suddenly have the same goal, and there are no permanent enemies in this line.
One contributes money, one contributes, and each does not suffer. On the one hand, Yun Tian felt that this person's ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages was really superb, and on the other hand, he also felt that he had nothing to lose, so why not do it.
Wang Xu left after speaking, the first rays of morning light emerged from behind the clouds, although the sun in winter is like a lamp in the refrigerator, it is useless, but symbolically there is a sunny day, which can also make people feel better.
Yun Tian stretched out his arm and pushed the window even wider.
"It's dawn."
The sun was shining in, and he was facing east, muttering to himself. 652 Literature Network
No.19 Middle School is one of the best schools in Gaofeng District.
Gaofeng District is the old city, the people who live here are old-fashioned, most of them are superstitious about the power of reading, but their horizons are very narrow, in their concept, 985211 is the best school in the world, as long as they can go to the 985211, Feihuang Tengda is just around the corner.
The teaching style of the nineteenth middle school can be seen, at six o'clock at night, the teaching building is brightly lit is not uncommon, Yun Tian deliberately brought a flashlight did not use, he successfully evaded the security guards, climbed over the wall into the school.
Walking on the empty playground, red banners can be seen everywhere, what "there is a road for the road in the book mountain, and the sea of learning is endless", as well as "rise one point, kill a thousand people", "three years of hard work, a happy life", full of incitement, but also a little insincere sadness.
Some people don't have to be wronged at all, some people just have to be wronged, and some people not only have to be wronged, but they may die at any time Yuntian is the kind of person who may die at any time, but he is more able to accept his fate, it's a big deal to bottom out, who is afraid of whom.
He shuttled from one school building to another alone, thinking peacefully.
The teacher's office is on the fourth floor, and it is terrifyingly quiet at this point, only the whirring sound of the floor air conditioner, Wang Xu was busy for a while, raised his head from behind the computer, and found that the keys hanging on the wall had been removed, and finally there was one left.
He took off his glasses, stretched out in his seat, and said to himself, "Every Friday, one by one runs faster than a rabbit." ”
After thinking about it, other colleagues have all started families, and maybe they will have to teach their children when they go home, where can they compare to his leisure.
Mr. Wang, who was sticking to his post, got up to open the window, and as soon as he twisted the lock, his movements stopped.
In the cold wind, Yun Tian grabbed the windowsill and raised his hand to knock on the glass in dissatisfaction.
Why is the teaching building not closed, do you have to be here COS Spider-Man? Wang Xu opened the window with a smile: "Can't you knock on the door and come in?" ”
Yun Tian's long legs stepped into the office, and after landing on the ground, he patted the ash on his hands: "Don't mention it, the security guard's eyes are too poisonous." ”
"Sit down."
Before the word "bar" could be spoken, Yun Tian grabbed a chair and sat in front of Wang Xu, blinking his big Samoyed eyes, and setting up a posture for conversation.
You shouldn't be polite to him. Wang Xu silently held his forehead, and without saying a word, turned the notebook to face him: "These are all scanned copies, you look at them slowly." ”
Yun Tian pulled the computer into himself and opened his eyes wide, for fear of missing any detail.
First the letter written by Suo Hongzhu, and then the contents of the cloth bag, it really looked like the fragments of an ancient book, there were dozens of pieces, the shape was extremely irregular, and it was densely filled with words, which looked like Chinese characters at first glance, but he didn't know any of them, and the strokes were much more cumbersome than Chinese characters.
Turning it back is the ancient book ontology, for Yuntian, it is full of heavenly books, no wonder he has a low level of education, and there are not many people who can understand the words on it.
Yun Tian read it and pushed the mouse: "The things of the ancients are really different. ”
"I know a friend who has a family in the antiques business, and he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and when he grows up, he can't hide any fakes from his eyes. I was once curious and asked him how he saw it, and guess what people said? ”
Regardless of whether Wang Xu was listening or not, Yun Tian vividly learned the tone of his friend: "Modern counterfeiting technology is already very advanced, and it can be almost exactly the same as the real thing, but the things that are old have their own charm, I never look at the details, only to see if there is charm." ”
When he finished studying, he laughed at himself: "Actually, it makes sense." ”
Wang Xu easily approved a homework, and "snapped" it onto dozens of homework books: "This ancient book, the family teacher saw it unearthed with his own eyes, you don't have to doubt the authenticity." ”
The three words "Lu Yiwei" were written on the top of the homework book.
Yun Tian glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, he looked at Wang Xu with a smile: "Since that's the case, I have something I want to ask you." ”
"But it doesn't hurt to say it."
Yun Tian put the computer on his lap and turned his chair in a different direction, turning his back to Wang Xu so that he could see the screen.
He opened two windows, one for the original and one for the fragments.
Yunyun pointed to the first one and said, "According to what you said, this is dug out of the grave." ”
pointed to the second one: "This is Aunt Hong's hiding at home." ”
Wang Xu listened, and seemed to think of something, and his face became solemn.
Yun Tian turned his chair in a complicated mood: "Don't you think it's strange?" Even after a thousand years, the ancient books are not well preserved and broken, they should be put together, why do these two parts appear in different places? ”
Wake up the person in the dream with a word, Wang Xu suddenly reacted, it turned out that he had drilled the tip of the horns, obsessed with clues, but forgot to sort out the logical relationships.
A little more courteous to Yun Tian in an instant, he used the coffee machine in the office to make two cups of coffee, and handed him one: "Then what do you think?" ”
Yun Tian poured all the coffee into his mouth as soon as he tilted his neck, and after swallowing it, he grinned and complained: "It's bitter." ”
Wang Xu is a standard loser, such a box of capsule coffee cost thousands, a total of only twenty, each is a concentrated RMB, he takes this to entertain guests, but people are bitter.