I remember it so clearly, as if it all happened yesterday, or just now.

Today is the 96th of 2016, open this file, all the weird and thrilling, and horror, as if still in front of you!

In 2015, on the first day of July, I set out with the archaeological team

The car moved forward, Xia Tong and Yan Nannan sang, "Come with me, we'll set off at dawn..." The pink and delicate face is full of excitement and happiness.

I sat alone in front of the car window, staring out in a daze.

My mind was in last night's strange dream. Could it be that the beauty of the Tang Dynasty in this archaeology will have any relationship with the woman in her dream?

Is that a dream? How could it be so real.

I dreamed that a beautiful woman in a big red costume was calling me, and she called me Li Lang.

"Li Lang, come on, come on!" She cried out and wept.

Suddenly a red flower bloomed beside her. The flowers are incomparably red, and each one is the size of a bowl. The flower, which began to bloom from her side, spread in all directions. Then there is no limit to the extension, and then to the extension

Every flower, without leaves or rhizomes, is just on the ground, open out of thin air, red as if it had just been stained with blood, and the whole earth is like a sea of blood. And she just stood there, waving like me.

A gust of wind blew, and those flowers disappeared. And I saw that the woman had suddenly changed into another person, a modern woman. Déjà vu, she sat on a huge transparent diamond, and that diamond seemed to be in a hole underground. The moonlight on her head was shining right on her, and she smiled like me, and then cried.

Then she became the ancient girl in the red robe, and she was looking up and reciting Tang poems:

Yongxiang has been complaining about Qiluo for many years, and he thinks about turmoil all day long

The traces on the bamboo of Xiangjiang are infinite, and there are many sprinkles in front of the first monument

I couldn't help but read:

People go to Zitai to enter the fortress in autumn, and the soldiers are remnants of Chu tent and listen to songs at night

Asked by the side of the Bashui Bridge, but did not arrive at the green robe to send Yuke

I read it so naturally, and so emotionally, as if this poem by Li Yu: tears, comes from my own experience, and I am deeply sympathetic to the creation.

"What do you think, handsome guy, why don't you speak?" The old professor Ouyang Shuo looked at me sitting alone in front of the car window and asked.

"Nothing." I forced a smile. My mind came back to reality from yesterday's dream.

"How happy to see the two beauties, to see the beauties of the Tang Dynasty, that is something that the world can hope for, I think it should be a legend." Middle-aged archaeologist, Lan Tingnuo pushed his highly myopic glasses and said.

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world, everything can happen, although we are studying archaeology, but some things are also incomprehensible mysteries. Take the princess's tomb where I went with Teacher Ouyang last time, I always heard the laughter of a woman, and I have always been a fan. Later, Mr. Ouyang explained that it was caused by a dark stream passing under the tomb. The rock was hollow, and the sound sounded like a woman laughing. But I felt that the smile was too real, like a beautiful woman, laughing back and forth, giggling, where it looked like some stream! Jiang Chengzi's speech made Peng Fei, who was still obsessed with listening to songs, very interested.

He leaned over and said, "Teacher Jiang, is that princess laughing?" ”

"Hehe, I don't know. But the princess, who has been dead for thousands of years, is really lifelike lying in the coffin, and as for the laughter, no one can explain it.

"Teacher Jiang, who is that princess?" I asked curiously.

"It's the princess of Da Liao, the princess of Yongle." Jiang Chengzi replied.

"Is that the main tomb of Princess Chen?" I asked.

"Yes, that's a tomb that I personally participated in. Some of the artifacts are perfect and of considerable value. ”

"Oh, let's go to the glacier this time, I don't know if we have any gains!" Peng Fei's words did not give a conclusion.

Wu Hao played his guitar, accompanied the two beauties, got drunk in the music, and surrounded the two girls with the other two boys, humming and singing.

I said a few words haha, and then I stopped talking, thinking about my mind alone.

The old professor, understanding what I was thinking, moved to the seat next to my seat and whispered: "Xiao Li, don't think too much, after all, after all these years, your father may have been killed when he went to the glacier, otherwise he would have believed it a long time ago!" ”

I forced a smile, tears clouding my eyes.

In order to find my father, in order to continue his career, I embarked on the path he walked again!

I took out a jade pendant from my arms and looked at it carefully! That was the only gift my dad gave me!

I remember when I was only 11 years old, in the fifth grade, and when I came home from school that day, my father picked me up and said, "My son has grown up, and I went out this time, and when I came back, I couldn't hold it, so I can still hold it, and I will hold it again." "He kissed and kissed me on the cheek.

From there, my father never came back!

At that time, I didn't know that there was such a thing as death, and I didn't know what death was. I never thought it would befall me. So my mom and I were waiting for him all the time. This is more than ten years!

The car moved forward

The scenery in the itinerary is so charming, there are endless green waves, and there is also Lantian Mirror Lake; There are flocks of white geese, and there are hundreds of birds singing pleasantly.

The natural scene, I don't know if I don't see it, and I am shocked when I see it! It's not something that can be done by man!

Along the way, we spent most of our time looking at the scenery, although our eyes were so greedy, we wanted to take in all these beautiful things, and then quietly savored its beauty, its strange and incredible sights when we were lonely! However, too much, too much

When we approached the glacier Yarlung Zangbo Grand Canyon, it felt like winter, and we saw the continuous mountain peaks in the distance, with white snow caps, ups and downs, like waves in the sea, calling a few young people to shout excitedly: "Wow, glacier, I love you!" The Tang Dynasty beauty in the glacier, I'm here to marry you! ”

I also coaxed: "Buddy, the person who was specially invited by Han Bing, but our buddy." The ownership of the beauties of the Tang Dynasty should be our buddies. ”

"Pull it down, little white face, little plum with no good eyes, and a humble gentleman, you bullshit. What's yours? Why would it be yours? I think Han Bing likes you. ”

Among the eleven people, there is an old professor, Ouyang Shuo; Middle-aged archaeologists, Jiang Chengzi, Lan Tingnuo. Female team members, Yan Nannan, Xia Tong. Young recruits: My name is Li Jun, Yang Jun, Gu Hao, Xia Yushu, Peng Fei, Cai Shuangdiao.

Yang Jun, this kid, looks like a monkey, the monkey is bad, the monkey is bad, not only that, because of the thin body, but also very flexible, if you climb the mountain, go up the tree, and the monkey really has a fight.

"You kid, it's weird, I'm a talented man, how can I be better than you monkey, right? Just my size! This eyebrow, this knowledge or something, that's not better than you monkey? So you'd better not compete with me for beauty, and it's a Tang Dynasty beauty. ”

Xia Tong and Yan Nannan covered their mouths, I know that the two beauties always secretly send autumn spinach to me, I am a fool, I don't like that dish. And the monkey and Xiao Cai like it, they don't give away their autumn spinach in the open, how can they send it in secret!

"Laughing?" I said, "We guys just feel good about ourselves, cut!" I shook the board a little.

This hair is all to blame on that Japanese devil, (my college classmate, Japanese student, Jiro Ono) If it weren't for his image, our buddies wouldn't be shaking their heads, and their hair wouldn't be floating!

Everyone here laughed at me, I am such a person: when I am quiet, I am like a delicate flower shining on the water, and my action is like a weak willow supporting the wind!

Let's see, damn it, how did you become Sister Lin!

"Phew, what are you thinking?" I muttered to myself.

"Neuropathy again!" The old professor looked at me and smiled.

For the old professor Ouyang Shuo, I am his protégé, just like I am his own child, and those are all raised by my stepmother. I always eat 'small stoves', and they are 'big pot rice'.

Xiaozao, always at night, he and I are like friends, walking under the moon, he will tell me history and humanities, tell classic stories. For archaeology, these are all must-knows.

He is like a computer with a wealth of knowledge, an inexhaustible feeling. So I clinged to him, like my own father.

Strange to say, since the archaeological team left Inner Mongolia, I have had similar dreams every night.

Ten days later, at dusk, the glacier was far away, but there was still a vast prairie away. The car was speeding across the grassland, speeding happily like our hearts that had flown out.

"Oh no, look what that is!" Gu Hao suddenly screamed.

Oh my God, the snow was flying towards us, and these birds were quite big, none of us had ever seen them in real life. Even if they stand on the ground, they are one and a half meters tall. White feathers, brown pointed beak, triangular forehead, resembling the head of a snake. Not only the head, but also the eyes. Two claws, more like the talons of an eagle. Thousands of them will come at us!

"They won't take us for food, will they?" Xia Tong was so frightened that his face changed