There was silence in the room, and time seemed to stand still.

A face, a face that Gu Zhiming never dreamed of seeing again, was now looking at him with a weird smile.

"Remember me? Gu Zhiming, I'm Lu Xiaochuan, the one who looked for you on WeChat. I'm sorry, but I know you won't open the door if I knock on the door, so that's it. A middle-aged man strode in and waved his hand symbolically, no one could have imagined that he was actually only 28 years old.

"Ahh Of course I remember that. Gu Zhiming was a little frightened when he answered, and he really didn't want to think about the past.

"Just remember, we're not to blame for the past. But I'm glad to see that you can study medicine now, and I remember that you were still fainting from blood at that time. He smiled and sat down, easing the mood.

"Since that time, it's been fine." Gu Zhiming accompanied the smiling face, thinking about his broken door. He was the one who dared to enter the door so roughly, except, of course, the robbers

"I didn't come to you for anything else. Looking at today's newspaper, I think you have some impressions. Lu Xiaochuan looked at Gu Zhiming with interest, like a hungry wolf staring at a bloody rabbit.

"Uh-huh. I've seen it. So you're here to talk to me about it? Gu Zhiming asked tentatively, as if confronting a ferocious beast.

"Yes, that's right. Let's talk, of course, if you want, we can also cooperate. I think you'll understand. Lu Xiaochuan casually took out a few old photos from the pocket of his jeans and took them in front of Gu Zhiming.

The person above, not who, was the father he used to admire the most. Bachelor of Chinese Medical College - Gu Deyuan. He wasn't that famous then. In that photo, he posed with a group of honest villagers, behind which were some village mud houses. It looks like it was taken in the 70s.

Lu Xiaochuan sat down again and lit a cigarette casually.

"Gu Zhiming, I've been with your father for so many years, and I haven't told you a lot of things. Now you're almost graduating, look at the pictures. It was taken in '73, when your father was still a medical graduate school, and I didn't have these photos when they were taken. But I always heard your dad mention this time, and said that the most memorable time was with these villagers. ”

Gu Zhiming had never heard his father mention this matter, but the photo was not wrong, and his father's excited and joyful expression suddenly evoked his memories.

"I didn't say much when I asked him, but one time I came across his diary. Guess what I saw? Speaking of this, Lu Xiaochuan smiled like a fox with his tail folded.

"It's a suicide note! You know what?! I thought it was incredible, but it was true that your father died of a heart attack the next day. He began to laugh wildly, and the sad topic became strange and ridiculous under his performance, like a clown on stage.

Gu Zhiming's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at him in surprise, his appearance at that time was very ridiculous.

"My top student, tell you, he was scared to death! Hahaha, scared to death! Lu Xiaochuan laughed wildly again, and some wrinkles on his whole face twisted together.

Gu Zhiming was taken aback, as if he thought of what the other party was going to say next, he seemed to know the answer, but he prayed in fear that it was not the result.

After Lu Xiaochuan had laughed enough, he gradually closed his mouth, and his face slowly became heavy, like a plaster statue that was gradually solidifying.

"That suicide note is the only one I have seen, on the last page of his diary, I don't know if you have turned it. I was asked by someone and said that it was hidden by your mother, and that it was a priceless treasure. Indeed, it is truly priceless. You get the idea. He puffed out his cigarette and looked at Gu Zhiming seriously, "Also, do you know where that village is?" Right at the foot of the hill of frescoes found by archaeology. ”

Gu Zhiming was stunned at that time, his brain was running rapidly, and many things seemed to be connected. Murals, psychotic suicide notes, deformed monsters with three heads and six arms, urban demons, photos of my father, childhood memories, this Lu Xiaochuan, and the past...... These are like endless whirlpools and black holes, attracting and ravaging his spirit again and again. He has never liked to watch horror movies, but he really feels that what is happening around him is much weirder and more mysterious than horror movies.

He came back to his senses, adjusted his breathing, and his fast-beating heart calmed down, and said, "You just want that diary, right?" There are clues about this matter. I don't know what kind of treasure this is, but you know that I'm a college student. You'll have to give it to you, but I'll have to look for it. But please don't involve me in this anymore. ”

He thought about it again and added: "But WeChat is still there for now, if this matter will still find me, I still have some questions for you." "I was a little scared, but I tried to respond in as calm a voice as I could.

Lu Xiaochuan smiled contemptuously, "I already knew that you would say that, it can really be said that you don't look for trouble, things look for you." But I think you also vaguely feel that this matter is inseparable from you or your father. First, I'll get it in a few days. He put away the photo and walked out, and when he got to the door, he said with interest: "Look at the diary, maybe you will change your mind." After saying that, he beckoned and left.

Gu Zhiming closed the door and saw that the door was fine, and his heart relaxed. These things were all too sudden, and as an honest student who had been studying hard since he was a child, he grew up according to his parents' expectations, went to the best middle school, a good university, and studied surgery...... He closed his eyes and thought back to the most dramatic thing he had ever experienced since he was a child, and it gave him a sense of mission, as if it was meant to be. Ever since he was a child, he had a special feeling about everything, as if it had happened, or had vaguely had these images in his mind. And these premonitions told him that this event must be a turbulent sea for his life.

He calmed down and thought about it, everything was so quiet.

Diary? Yes, first the diary, then the news, and so on. Tomorrow I will go to the library during the day and take a good look at that neuropathic suicide note. No, I'll go back to school tonight.

He was thinking to himself.

As planned, he walked out and walked towards the basement of their old house. The house had been around for a long time, and many of the surrounding walls had been peeled off, dark and silent, and he walked towards the darkness little by little with his flashing lights, thinking about those strange things, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

He took out the iron key from the basement of the old house and vigorously unscrewed the rusty lock. Opening it was a mess, and he began to feel a little overwhelmed. Father's diary, yes, should be at the bottom. In order to get rid of these fears as soon as possible, I quickly rummaged through the old things. But I never turned it over, and I thought about a diary for a long time, where would it be? Where is it?

Finally, a thought popped into Gu Zhiming's mind, when his father was alive, there was a cabinet for books, and he looked at the junction of light and darkness on the mobile phone in front of him, and now he was in this basement.

So he cautiously walked to the cupboard, which was covered with dust and spiders that were forming webs. He opened the drawer underneath, and a strange smell came to his face, and he coughed twice and took them out one by one. Finally, the old journal was revealed.

Gu Zhiming wiped the dust on it and carefully turned it open.

Page 1: Human beings are very self-righteous in their perception of everything in the world, the universe is very large, and human beings are just humble beings in the intersection of time and space. Human beings live self-righteously, and those who seek the truth are only a minority after all, but that may be the real world. Everything unknown is an eternal mystery, and these bizarre mysteries have always fascinated humanity, and it is a courage to unravel the truth.

Page 2: Today is a small harvest, medicine is the most immature discipline of human beings, human self-righteousness is what I am accustomed to, everyone is drunk and I am sober. I am one step closer to the truth.

On the third page, I finally found my direction, a direction that no one else wanted to think about or talk about. Hahaha, the truth always comes with the abnormal, and I will unravel the scars of humanity to this day.

On the fourth page, I felt as if I had found the key to the secret of mankind, opening the door little by little, and groping in the dark.

Page 5: Today I did the research I dreamed of again, but unfortunately it failed, if I had expected it earlier, probably it wouldn't have been like this

The middle pages are all the results of the success or failure of the experiment, and it seems that he has experienced incredible successes and failures again and again.

.......

The penultimate page: I have finally unlocked the code of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas"!! This absurd book has finally shown its true face to the world after thousands of years!! I'm on the verge of success!

And then it was always blank......

Last page:

Gu Zhiming, my dear son.

By the time you read this letter, I was no longer alive, and I knew he would come to take revenge on me. I'm sorry, I know I'm being selfish, but I still hope that you can go to the medical school of our family's alma mater, the medical school, as my mother and I wanted, to do medical research. Have you ever experienced the ecstasy that followed a successful experiment? Dad experienced it, and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world.

At the beginning, I only hoped that you could go to a good school, any major, find a job after graduation, find a girlfriend who can be passed, and have a home in the future, warm and happy. But it backfired, everything was something I hadn't thought of, and the desire for the truth was like a drug, which stimulated my nerves little by little. Little by little, I fell, and now I can't turn back, and it's a shame that I can't be with you when you need me most.

My life's achievements are in our shared memories, yes, memories, music is like a gift, that is the best memory.

I'm not a good father, but you'll always be my best son. If time could be repeated, I would give up everything and give you back a good childhood.

Love your Father

Goodage

The tear stains on the yellowed pages had dried up, but Gu Zhiming seemed to be able to vaguely see his father's tearful eyes, and his heart was sour. Everything was different from what he had thought, he felt as if he was in the middle of a strange mystery, everything had already been arranged.

Gu Zhiming slowly recalled Lu Xiaochuan's words:

Priceless? It's not just the success or failure of these experiments.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas"?? I think he watched it once and remembered it

So what could it be?

A lifelong achievement? That secret?? Recall??

He worked hard to figure it out along the way...

Music? Gift? It's all .....

His brain suddenly had a thrill

Right! Come to think of it!

The Music Box!! It was a gift from his birthday dad, which was his favorite when he was a kid, and they used to say that this was a container for their memories.

Where's that music box? Remember it was in the basement

Gu Zhiming searched and searched, and after two hours, he finally found it in the wooden box in the abandoned pile, which made him disgraced.

At the time, I liked it, so I was very careful when I put it, and there was no wear at all except for dust. He cautiously opened it. The music box battery is still charged.

In the dark, under the illumination of the mobile phone lamp, the music box is like an open crystal ball, blooming with light, and a ballet dancing villain is lifelike, still dancing after ten years. Soothing music echoed throughout the dark room. His massive shadow was reflected on the walls.

All memories are so wonderful and magical.

As the villain turned around, Gu Zhiming was gradually surprised to discover a secret on the villain. The eyes gradually opened wider and wider.

It has a string of codes on it: 180

Engraved on the stage:

Library, storeroom, medical encyclopedia p442

He came out of the intoxicating atmosphere, as if he had found some clue. Medical Encyclopedia p442 Library....

He instantly understood that this must be the storage room of their school library. The books there are almost all archives, and few people are able to look through them. If there's a secret, it's the safest place.

Gu Zhiming felt in his heart that the key to the matter had been found, and everything would be solved. But when he looks back on it when he grows up, he always feels that he was too naïve at that time.

Gu Zhiming, who has never had a sense of existence since he was a child, feels that he is about to become a ruthless character such as Gul Holmes, Detective Zhiming, and Wise Little Gulang. There is only one world of oneself, and no matter who is a god-like being. No matter how humble and inconspicuous a person is, even if he is a beggar begging for food on the side of the road, he may be an emperor ten thousand times in his own world, commanding his ministers and ruling the world.

The turntable of the mystery reincarnation has been slowly pushed up by him, and all the weird and bizarre things have just begun....