At the end of 1975, Pang Weimin returned from rural Shanxi to his long-lost home on the outskirts of Jiangcheng. When the mother and son are reunited, it is natural to have tears. Pang Weimin rested at home for two days, and then he was ready to give a surprise greeting to a few good old classmates.

Pang Weimin left home, rode the worn-out permanent brand bicycle, and drove to the home of his best buddy Zhao Aiguo. Not far from the entrance of the alley where his house was, a hunchbacked old man who was a little hobbled happened to cross the road in front of him and was about to crash.

Pang Weimin's eyes were quick, and he immediately slammed the handbrake of the bicycle with both hands, and there was a creak, although the bicycle braked sharply, but the momentum was unabated. He pedaled the bicycle pedals with both feet, his body used his strength to shake off the bicycle, his feet landed on the brake, and his body leaned back to lift the bicycle head, which could avoid the old man.

"I said, master, can you look at the street when you cross the street, it won't be good if I hit you." Pang Weimin saw sweat on his forehead, put down the bicycle, and reached out to wipe it.

"Ahem, are you Pang Weimin?" The hunchbacked old man coughed violently twice, turned his head to look at him and did not answer the rhetorical question.

Pang Weimin saw the old man's face clearly and was a little surprised. The hunchbacked old man was very emaciated, on a shabby stick, and his back was almost 90 degrees old. His face was full of folds, a few goatee stubbles, a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and a one-eyed one-eyed.

Although this person looks a little thin, he feels that Pang Weimin's one eye seems to be muddy, but from time to time there is a hint of hidden sharpness.

"Master, I don't seem to know you." Pang Weimin felt that this old man was a little weird, he didn't want to make trouble, shook his head and smiled, then turned the handle of the bicycle faucet, ready to bypass the one-eyed hunchbacked old man.

"Like, really like. Mmmm, you can't go wrong. ”

The one-eyed hunchbacked old man took a step forward inadvertently, looking casual, but he happened to be in front of Pang Weimin again. One eye stared at Pang Weimin and muttered to himself, this time Pang Weimin was even more puzzled, and even a little angry.

"Master, I think you have the wrong person. I still have something to do, so I won't talk to you here. Pang Weimin turned the faucet handle again, stepped on the bicycle pedal with his left foot, and stepped on the bicycle with his right foot to step on the ground.

Unexpectedly, the one-eyed hunchbacked old man shook his waist all the time, and stepped out again, his left hand crutch made a sound, and his right hand quickly stretched out, grabbing Pang Weimin's bicycle faucet handle, which was as solid as a rock.

Pang Weimin immediately felt a strong force coming from the handlebars, making him and the bicycle suddenly stunned, and he couldn't move forward anymore.

"The little baby has a good heart, but the strength is too small, cough cough." The one-eyed hunchback let go of his hand and coughed while talking to himself.

"Hey, what the hell are you trying to do?"

Pang Weimin is also a person who has participated in street battles and seen blood, but at this time he was "restrained" by the one-eyed hunchback old man, and a trace of disbelief and anger rose in his heart, and his tone became a little cold.

He thought to himself that I didn't know you, and I didn't offend you, so I can't hide from you, why did I still get started? Immediately, Pang Weimin jumped off the bicycle with his pedals, parked the bicycle, and looked at the one-eyed old man with cold eyes.

"Not bad! Ahem, it's a bit imposing. Far from being provoked, the hunchbacked old man laughed.

This laughter made Pang Weimin stunned, because he didn't feel that the other party was humiliating him, but heard that there was a hint of relief in the old man's laughter, which made him even more puzzled. Do I have any uncles, uncles, uncles? Isn't that nonsense?

Pang Weimin didn't speak, just stared at the hunchbacked old man, his brows furrowed, and those who knew him knew what it meant.

"Why, do you want to fight the old man? Ahem, it's not that I look down on you, you're not a kid. "The one-eyed old man seems to have accumulated tuberculosis and has been coughing incessantly.

Pang Weimin was not provoked, and still stared at the old man. He was observing this one-eyed old man, who had participated in countless real sword and gun fights, and he was not afraid of this kind of occasion at all, what he wanted was to hit with one blow.

Pang Weimin's body was secretly tense, his right foot quietly moved half a step, his left leg was slightly arched, and his ten fingers slowly gathered. If this old man has a bad intention, then he is bound to rush out like a tiger, and if he doesn't make a move, he will hurt people.

"Hey, you really have a bit of the momentum of the earth dragon, let me see if you are a fancy show." The one-eyed hunchbacked old man put away his smile and stepped forward with a little crutch in his hand. With this step, his right hand came out with a punch.

Pang Weimin only felt a slightly earthy fist wind blowing in his face, he had learned sanda for a period of time during martial arts, judging from this sharp fist style, the strength of this punch should not be underestimated.

Pang Weimin hurriedly took a step back with his right foot, his hands tightly clasped together in front of his chest, his head lowered and his body arched, making a standard defensive posture to meet the opponent's powerful blow.

"Smack!"

Just when Pang Weimin gritted his teeth and poured all his strength onto his arms to resist the blow, he suddenly felt that his arm was gently slapped by something, not to mention the pain, it was not even a tickle. It can't be, right? That's it?

Pang Weimin immediately raised his head, and was suddenly a little dumbfounded, where is there still the figure of a one-eyed hunchbacked old man?

He looked down and saw a package under his feet, tightly wrapped in yellow cloth. This must be what the one-eyed old man "attacked" him just now. Judging from the way the yellow cloth is wound, the one-eyed old man is very attentive to this object, and the thing wrapped must be extraordinary.

"Boy, this is what your father left you, so you can do it yourself."

Just as Pang Weimin was looking at the package left and right, the one-eyed old man's voice suddenly sounded. Pang Weimin immediately looked around, and seemed to see him among a dozen figures in front of him, but then disappeared again.

"What do you mean? Playing guessing puzzles? Pang Weimin grabbed the package and shouted in the direction where the one-eyed old man disappeared, but no one answered him except for passers-by who looked back at him in surprise and looked at him in surprise.

Pang Weimin retracted his gaze, and the last words of the one-eyed hunchbacked old man made his heart beat fiercely. Is this really what my father left for him after being missing for more than 20 years? This old man has his father's things, and he is undoubtedly an acquaintance of his father, could it be that his father is in Jiangcheng?

Since this old man is his father's man, it is not strange to know where he lives, but how does he know that he has returned to the city? How do you know you're going to meet your old classmates today?

didn't have to think much about it on the street, and it was not easy to unpack the package, Pang Weimin put away the yellow cloth package, jumped on the bicycle and hurried home. His father's message was too sudden, and he didn't dare to tell his mother like that, for fear that she would be reminded of the past by the news, and he couldn't bear it at once.

The layers of yellow cloth were carefully removed by Pang Weimin, and this demolition was as many as five layers. The last thing presented to Pang Weimin made him speechless for a while, this is what his father left him?

"Weimin, someone is looking for you!"

Pang Weimin, who was still looking at his father's belongings, was interrupted by his mother's shouts in the yard. Someone looking for me? Is it another one-eyed hunchbacked old man? Pang Weimin put away the yellow cloth, carefully put it away, and walked out of the door.

"Who are you?"

When he opened the courtyard door, he saw an old man wearing wide-rimmed glasses, a neat black tunic, and cloth shoes, looking at the courtyard with a smile.

"You're Pang Weimin, right? I'm Professor Wang from the Department of Archaeology at Jiangcheng University. ”

The old man was kind and kind, and he still held this archaeological yearbook in his hand. There was a small car parked not far behind him, and it was by no means easy for people who could ride in a small car these days.

"You're not here to tell me that I'm going to Jiangcheng University early, are you? Department of Archaeology? That's quite to my liking. Pang Weimin clasped his hands on his chest and leaned against the courtyard door and teased. Although he spun his head rapidly, he didn't understand what he would have to do with this Professor Wang.

"You're joking, if you want to enter Jiangcheng University, you have to rely on real skills."

"And what are you?"

"That's right, our Department of Archaeology at Jiangcheng University applied for a project to go to Lop Nur to investigate archaeology. We would like to invite you to join us as a temporary worker. Professor Wang pushed his glasses and said word for word.

"Why did you invite me?"

Pang Weimin's tone was very vigilant. At this moment, there are countless question marks in his mind, the Lop Nur project? How can a university professor find himself as a young man who has just returned to the city? If things are abnormal, there will be demons.

"There is a story in our archaeological community that in the fifties there was a group of tomb robbers, oh, and the young explorers went to Lop Nur to hunt for treasure. But then they encountered a mysterious event, and they all seemed to be killed. Professor Wang said as he looked at Pang Weimin.

"What does this have to do with me?" Pang Weimin also stared at Professor Wang, although his face did not change, but at this moment, his heart made waves.

"There is one person in this group of young people named Pang Huageng, if I am not mistaken, he should be your father." After Professor Wang said this, his hand holding the archaeological yearbook couldn't help but tighten.

"What?! What did you say! At this moment, when Pang Mu in the courtyard heard this, the whole person immediately rushed out and wanted to grab Professor Wang, but Pang Weimin gently pulled him.

"Professor Wang, you said, you said Hua Geng and them, they all had an accident?" Pang Mu's voice was anxious at the moment, and her body was trembling slightly.

Pang Weimin's father told Pang's mother when he was a child that he had a big deal to do, and he might have to leave home for a while, but he didn't expect that Pang's father would be gone for more than 20 years. Now there is finally news of him, but what awaits is bad news.

"I'm sorry if my words have caused you to be sad. But I still hope you can join my archaeology team. Professor Wang sighed.

Pang Mu couldn't hold back any longer, and her tears were like beads of broken threads, dripping to the ground. The whole person seemed to have been drained of his soul, his eyes were black, and he fainted on Pang Weimin's shoulder.

"Please get out of here now! I'm not going to join your archaeological team! When Pang Weimin saw his mother fainting, he was furious in his heart, and raised his eyebrows at Professor Wang with a wave of his big hand and shouted.

"Young man, think again."

"Let's go! Right away! ”

After Pang Weimin shouted, he hurriedly pinched his mother's middle point, then put her flat on the ground, and pressed his mother's heart with both hands for several times, Pang Weimin finally woke up leisurely and cried bitterly. Pang Weimin gently comforted and helped his mother back to the house to rest.

"Pang Weimin, I will invite you to join the archaeological team not because of how good you are, but because of the yin and yang fish pendant left by your father!"

Professor Wang's words made Pang Weimin's departure come to an abrupt halt.