Wang Jin saw this Wu Ye's firm gaze, although he spoke softly, he was actually extremely strong in his heart.

Unconsciously, Wu Ye also slowly began to like Wang Jin in front of him: At that time, I was much younger than you.

Wang Jin involuntarily asked: What about later? It's like a hairy boy listening to the old man tell a story.

So, Wu Ye continued: I met a benefactor. I've been standing for a long time, and a lot of people have come to ask me, and there were a lot of good people at that time. I told them about my affairs, and many people heard about ***, turned around and left. But someone secretly stuffed me with some money and food stamps. The most one gave me ten bucks. I still remember what he looked like. However, after all, it is not enough.

I still wanted to jump when I saw a police officer running towards me from a distance. I knew that it must have been a good Samaritan who called the police. So he threw down his baggage and prepared to jump.

Someone, shouting from behind me: I bought, don't jump. I just stopped.

The man was a man in a suit, and in those days only foreign guests would wear that kind of clothes. I thought, it must be a rich man.

The police came, and I had no criminals. I showed him the letter of introduction from our factory. Show him the fragment of Ding. The police left. The man looked very carefully, and he was a very knowledgeable person. Oh my God, I said, is this an eye-opener?

The man looked at it for a long time and asked me who did it. I told him my uncle did it. He asked me to bring a message to my uncle: saying, the appearance of this tripod is still wrong, the original tripod should be from the Qin Dynasty. This tripod was imitated by the Warring States period. The real Qin Ding is now in the National Palace Museum in Taiwan. Saying that, Wu Ye showed a photo to Wang Jin, and then thought that he was deep and said: If you have time, you can accompany me to Taiwan to see the treasure left by the ancestor.

Wang Jin looked at Qin Ding in the photo. Nodding his head, he asked what happened later?

When Wu Ye heard this, the expression on his face was very painful, and the life-saving benefactor gave me 2,000 foreign exchange circles and 500 catties of national food stamps. Gave me a ride to the train station. I was going to give him the package, but he didn't want it. Just took the smallest piece. You see.

As he spoke, Wu Ye took out a blue bun with a faded skin from under the table. The package was quite large, and he held it in both hands and gently placed it on the table. Then open it up. Wang Jin saw the fragments of broken jade inside.

The color of the jade is very familiar to me. Then, Wu Ye handed Wang Jin a delicate mahogany square box. Wang Jin opened it for some reason, and inside was the peace buckle he was wearing in the yellow silk. He looked at the broken jade pieces, and then at the peace buckle. I understood what Wu Ye meant.

Wu Ye asked in an almost trembling voice: Where is he? Still alive? Wang Jin thought about it and said, alive. Live well. It's just that there is no way to find him by himself. Let Wu Ye call Shao Zhuang, and let Shao Zhuang go to find the phone number that wants Gao Fei. Later, you can contact Ge Ye. When Wu Ye heard this, he said happily: Is his old man's surname Ge? Okay, good!

The next afternoon, in the courtyard, Wu Ye and Wang Jin sat down to chat, Wang Jin didn't know what he and Ge Ye had said. At this time, Wu Ye returned to his original calm.

Wang Jin asked him: There is something I don't understand, I want to ask you. Wu Ye said: Little brother, please speak!

Wang Jin opened the door and asked him: You are fighting, can your uncle and his old man agree? Why are you doing this?

Wu Ye thought that he would ask himself: what did he let him do, who let Wu Ye arrest him. I didn't expect this kid to think about others at this time. No wonder Ge Lao explained a lot of things to himself last night, and he couldn't tell him right now. So he said, "The story is not finished." When I went home, the factory director collected the money and food stamps. But they still don't let people go, and they still coerce confessions with words and deeds, I don't want to go into details.

When my uncle was dying, he called me to his side and told me that he had gone down several large tombs with the national archaeological team.

He was confused. The purpose of the tomb is more than just the burial of the dead. In particular, the tombs of Xia Shang were originally very few. But only with sacrifices in the tombs of the Qin and Han dynasties. He had a vague idea.

He felt that the ancients, that is, our ancestors, seemed to want to reveal some important information to future generations through the tomb. This may have something to do with the fate of humanity. However, as the times have passed, it has become more and more obscure.

My uncle told me that he had encountered strange phenomena at some important tomb more than once, which science could not explain at present.

When Wang Jin heard this, goosebumps got all over his body: Do you mean ghosts or something?

Wu Ye nodded: As for ordinary people, I can only say that there is no such thing. But for you, well, it's hard to tell. Indescribable. It's just my uncle, who hopes that I can help him fulfill a dream, not just to be a craftsman who can eat well for the rest of his life. I hope that I will continue to look for clues left to me by my ancestors on his behalf.

In recent years, I have compared the historical traces of Maya, Egypt and Northern Europe, and I feel more and more that his hometown has vision. So he died not long after his hometown.

I worked in the factory for another ten years, and then I went to the sea to do business after the reform and opening up. Until now, he has fulfilled my promise to his hometown. As for me, it's not a thief, to be precise, it's a probe. What I want, not the burial goods in the graves. As for what exactly is meant by "fighting camp", this is not for outsiders.

Wang Jin was satisfied and said: But what you did was illegal. You are sinning, do you know?

Wu Ye may feel that there is nothing to hide, or he at least thinks that Wang Jin has the right to ask this, so he replied to him: The way of heaven, the way of heaven, the law of all things. Truth and law are common to all people in the world, and they are not unique to that person. If the truth is like that, as long as you do what is true, you are a martyr. Even if Copernicus was burned against the will of God? Doesn't the truth exist?

Now the archaeology of cultural relics, first talk about the world or the country? Is it in terms of academics? Or is it in terms of protection?

Little brother, your proposition is not clear, how can you casually buckle people's hats? Besides, you don't do anything that is forbidden by law. What is not forbidden by law, what are you worried about? Wrong, continue to improve the legal system. It's a bit far-fetched. However, at least don't do such high-sounding things that deceive the world and steal fame, and have some human dignity.

In my personal opinion, the current level of human science and technology is not enough. Many of the tombs, including those from all over the world, can give a lot of information to humans. But once the environment of the tomb is broken, much of the content will disappear. Now that it has been dug up, there is enough information extracted, food and cultural information. Why do you need a state to organize excavations? In addition to registering them one by one, in fact, many things that cannot be recognized have disappeared.

It's a lot of loss, it's not worth it.

What's more, give a rescue room the name of excavation. Do you think there are more and more graves that seem to need to be salvaged over the years? These tombs have been underground for thousands of years, so what about staying for another thousand years? Rescue generally occurs in the graves that are accidentally discovered by social development and construction projects. There's nothing wrong with using these as salvage. It can be estimated that the artificial archaeological excavation is still under the banner of the government, isn't this an official thief? If you don't want to steal, what are you looking for him for? Do you know how many cultural relics have been circulated privately over the years from these channels?

I never do this kind of business, but I don't go for it. In this regard, who is a thief? Almost everything possible to find my answers. When Confucius asked Lao Tzu for his salute, Lao Tzu just told him: The Zhou rites you talked about, now I think there is nothing left except the words of some dead people and a pile of white bones. Where is the Tao? The road is in the rubble, and the road is in the defecation. I understand the Tao here, which can be understood as the truth and truth, the law of heaven and earth. It's not in a book, it's not that person's theory. Traditional Chinese culture is just a matter of different interpretations by millions of human beings. The purpose is simply to awaken each person to their own understanding of the Tao. This is not in the tangible matter, but in everyone's cognition.