Lao Meng and I wrapped the corpse layer by layer with a garbage bag in the kitchen, and after making sure that it was airtight, we carried it out at about two o'clock in the morning.

I didn't expect that I could really do everything now, and I was also very good at digging pits and burying corpses.

I've been feeling this feeling of being in a different world lately. It may be that I have slowly become familiar with this mode of life, and I think of the days when I was training in the army or eating at home before, and I feel that it is too old, and I can't even recall it.

Lao Meng and I tossed for most of the day, and finally dug a pit that was neither deep nor shallow, but just right for the corpse. After hurriedly burying it, Lao Meng and I hurried back to the villa before dawn.

"What about the bathroom?" Lao Meng pinched his waist and asked me.

"Don't look at me, the bathroom smells good."

"Then we can't find a cleaner to do it, can we?"

I imagined that the cleaning aunt saw the bloody handprints in the bathroom and a whole bathtub of blood, and I must have thought that the two of us were the kind of perverted murderers played in Hong Kong movies in the early years.

In order to avoid this unnecessary misunderstanding, the two of us finally decided to come on our own. Drain the water, clean up, and the two of us cleaned up until dawn as if we were sorting out the crime scene.

After everything was cleaned up, we didn't leave the room, thinking for a while that we might be back after shaking off the people.

The two of us were nestled on the couch, each barely stretching out our legs, but no one went to bed to rest.

Even though the sheets and covers were thrown downstairs by the two of us, and we were supposed to be constantly observing the situation outside, we were both scared.

Everyone has a mirror in their hearts, but no one picks it out.

I was idle, so I searched the place Shizhai Mountain from the Internet.

It turns out that the ruins of the ancient Dian Kingdom were first unearthed, and it was here. The information about the archaeological excavation is also very detailed on the Internet.

For example, how do you know that there is an ancient tomb on the mountain, how much money has been allocated by the state, and the names of the team members who participated in the archaeology back then.

As I was paddling my hand, I suddenly saw a name that made my eyelids jump - Xiao Baoshan.

I sat up from the sofa abruptly and called Lao Meng to confirm it again and again.

Because there are a lot of live pictures and documentary videos left on the Internet, I can see the person I have only seen in photos at a glance. My grandfather Xiao Baoshan was also among the archaeological team members who excavated in the ancient Dian Kingdom?

In terms of time, the excavation of Shizhai Mountain began in 1950, when my grandfather was estimated to be a young man in his early twenties. From the information Yu Nian revealed before, it is not difficult to judge that my grandfather is very clear about the matter of the corpse craftsman. So what is the purpose of his infiltration into the archaeological team?

Why did my dad never mention this to me for so many years?

I put my phone down and began to scrutinize the box on the floor.

Since my dad left this thing for me, and told me to give it to me after I can't come back, there must be something more important in it.

I opened the box, checked it myself, and found something boxy in the compartment.

Overjoyed, I dug open the compartment and found a notebook hidden inside. Lao Meng saw that I had made a new discovery, so he hurriedly came over to take a look.

On the cover of the notebook, it is rightly signed, Xiao Baoshan, which turned out to be something left by my grandfather.

When I opened it, it turned out to be a work notebook, and the content recorded was actually the details of the work before the excavation of Shizhai Mountain.

It turned out that as early as 1946, my grandfather's archaeological team had excavated a nearby Liangwang Mountain. Finally, on the cover of the booklet, I clearly saw the name and origin of my grandfather's team-the Central Museum.

I was shocked by this result, it was not the local archaeological team in Yunnan, but the Central Museum!

"If you say this thing was really written in 1946, why isn't it in traditional Chinese?" Old Meng asked me in confusion.

As early as 1920, someone proposed to simplify the strokes of Chinese characters, but it did not attract enough attention, and then it was brought up again, and a simplified character list was drafted, but it was later abolished, and it was not until after 1955, after the simplification of Chinese characters was formulated, that the simplification of Chinese characters began to slowly become popular. In other words, before 1955, both printed and handwritten characters were generally based on traditional characters. Not to mention the documents of the National Museum.

The documents are dated to around 1946, but the simplified Chinese characters throughout the text do make Heat feel strange. This also confirms my previous suspicion that none of these notes were originals, or even prints, but copies. The accuracy of the printed matter can be guaranteed at least, but this copy may not be, it is very likely to be added by the person who copied it, or it is possible to change it indiscriminately, so it is not necessary to focus on the content here.

But this whole record made me have to face up to the purpose of my father's trip to Shizhai Mountain.

Involved in the Central Museum, this is something I never expected.

When I opened the note, I saw that the first page of the text read:

On June 16, 1946, it was raining continuously.

News came from Yunnan that an ancient tomb collapsed at Xiaoliangwang Mountain in Kunming City. I rushed to Yunnan with my teammates.

Liangwang Mountain, according to legend, is the earliest place where the ruins of the ancient Dian Kingdom were reported, but the real excavation was carried out in Shizhai Mountain in 1950, which is more than ten years away from what was recorded in my grandfather's notebook.

The strange thing is why there has never been an outsider who has ever carried out a rescue excavation of the ancient tomb of Liangwangshan ten years ago?

June 20, 1946. The whole crew arrived at Liangwang Mountain.

We have made a rough estimate of the extent of the ancient tomb, which is about half of the Liangwang Mountain. Due to the large scale, the preparation in advance is complicated, and the work does not start until dark.

The more I looked, the more I wondered, as far as I know, there are no large-scale tombs in Liangwangshan, so the later Liangwangshan was concluded to be a legend, how could there be an ancient tomb that accounts for about half of Liangwangshan on this note?

The rest of the things are more tedious to write, because there are no anomalies and don't describe them one by one. Curiously, the notebook came to an abrupt end after several people opened the door to the ear chamber.

The last record is as follows.

July 3, 1946. After the previous clean-up was done, we went down to the ear chamber again, with four of us. Time is urgent, the task is heavy, and we have to go back quickly.

All the records stayed on this day, and then disappeared. It may be that these people died down there, or it may be that this copy is only printed here, and in short, I don't know anything about what is behind. I rummaged through the box to see if there was any follow-up, if it was recorded in another booklet, but it turned out that it was not.

Once again, I was in doubt, what was the use of me keeping my dad keeping the notes after all the trouble he had hidden in this box, and there was only one copy of the note, and none of the key information was written on it?

I was looking at what I was holding when there was a sudden thunderclap outside. Lao Meng bounced up from the sofa and shouted out of the window in a hurry, "Which Taoist friend is here to cross the catastrophe." ”

"Maybe it's Pikachu." I said without looking up.

In less than ten minutes, heavy rain poured outside. The raindrops hit the glass as if they were about to knock the glass out, Lao Meng casually picked up a stack of documents and covered it on his body, "This kind of weather is a good time to sleep." ”

I looked at the heavy rain outside, and suddenly I felt a little panicked, but I couldn't say why. Originally, it was just my dad's mystery, and now it's my grandfather. What kind of magic does this place in Shizhai Mountain in Yunnan have, which attracts several generations of our Xiao family to go again and again.

It rained heavily for several hours, and lightning struck in the distance, causing a burst of white light to rise from the ground. A few seconds later, there was an ear-shattering rumble. I was so distraught that I couldn't sleep, and Lao Meng felt like he was sleeping.

But Lao Meng is not wrong at all, this kind of weather is a good time to sleep, no matter how heavy rain and thunder there is, it will not affect the sleepiness at all.

I was drowsy when there was a knock on the door.

Lao Meng and I both sat up nervously, and finally I opened the door tremblingly, still holding a kettle in my hand.

The door opened, and I found that Teng Chongchong was standing outside.

Seeing me appear in Yu Nian's room, his expression was first incredulous, and then he pushed me away and came in angrily, but he was stunned when he saw Lao Meng.

"You, why are you two here? Isn't this Yu Nian's room? ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, put down the kettle in my hand, and pushed the door back on, "Yu Nian has something to do, are you looking for her?" ”

Teng Chong snorted, I thought it was very strange, so I asked, "Haven't you always disliked Yu Nian, what are you looking for her to do at this time?" ”

"I just have something to ask her, why are you so nervous?"

I was inexplicable, "I have something to be nervous about." ”

She seemed to smell something strange, and sniffed carefully, "What kind of smell is this, why is it so bad?" ”

"Ah, Lao Meng, the pickles I bought stink, they smell bad."

She looked at me with a look of disbelief, "You haven't answered me yet, why are you in her room?" ”

"Let's discuss something, she will go out first if she has something, and the two of us will wait for her to come back."

She sighed and nodded, "Suihe and Liao Kao are not here, and no one answered the knock on the door of your room, so I came here to have a look." ”

"Huh? Aren't Sui He and Liao Kao there? ”

"Yes, I went to take a bath, and when I came out, I found that Suihe was not in the house, and the window was still open. After waiting for a long time, no one came back, and no one answered when I knocked on Liao Kao's door. “

I had a bad premonition, and hurriedly asked Teng Chongchong to take me to her room to have a look.

The shoes Suihe wore when he went out were still neatly placed on the ground, and there was still a rag hanging on the window frame, and my heart sank, and I felt that trouble was coming up again.