Su Lan feels that the trajectory of life really can't be measured by common sense many times. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

For example, he, an ordinary freshman, his father is an archaeologist, and he felt that there was no future in this industry, so he volunteered to apply for an economic college for him in the college entrance examination. I thought that life was like the plan of my family, I mixed in college for four years, got out of school, found a job in the financial industry, made some money, and lived a comfortable life, but I could be knocked out by people when I walked on campus at night, and my life was completely chaotic from then on, like a wild horse running farther and farther.

Now, he sits in the first-class carriage of the high-speed train, looking out the window at the trees and crops that are speeding backwards, stunned.

Zhang Xuan sat opposite him and drank milk tea comfortably: "If I have a good impression, your family is not rich, so it should be the first time to sit in the first-class carriage." ”

"You look rich." Su Lan looked back at Zhang Xuan, she was wearing a lake blue dress today, with sapphire earrings on her ears, high heels and a brand-name leather bag, she looked like a hao, "What, your mother has made a lot of money in the past few years?" ”

"I earned it all with all my hard work, and it has nothing to do with my mother." Speaking of this, Zhang Xuan's gaze was a little confused, "I haven't seen her for several years." ”

"You had an awkward run away from home with your mother?" Su Lan asked. After asking, I found that the other party was looking at him with a strange expression.

"Su Lan, you still don't realize the seriousness of the matter at all."

"Huh?"

"But you'll find out soon." With that, the straw slipped between her pale pink lips, "Wait until you get off this train and see those people." ”

"Who the hell are you taking me to meet?"

"Your father went to Inner Mongolia ten years ago under the guise of tourism."

"Can't you explain it to me in straightforward words."

"I can't tell me, you can understand what's going on directly when you go."

This is where the conversation is interrupted. Su Lan took out the train ticket and looked at the unfamiliar ID number and name on it - Robin. Being able to make a person who forges an identity certificate in a short period of time is definitely not a legitimate product. There are too many mysteries about this woman in front of him for him to guess, and he can't even be sure if she is really Zhang Xuan, and it is a bit stupid to follow her directly on the train in this situation. But the note is indeed his father's handwriting, he doesn't know anything, but the other party knows everything about his control, and what can he do but compromise.

Moreover, he has a very bloody feeling, feeling that the person in front of him will not harm him.

Three hours later. The train arrives at the station. Su Lan followed Zhang Xuan into a pure black Ferrari, and the car drove for two hours to a luxury villa, Su Lan looked at the black-clothed bodyguards standing on both sides of the door, and swallowed: "What real guns in their hands?" ”

Zhang Xuan raised her eyebrows: "AK47, do you want to try it?" ”

"You're kidding me!" Su Lan was frightened, looking at the person holding the rifle with an expressionless face, and felt that her scalp exploded for a while, "I said, who are you?" ”

Zhang Xuan ignored him, walked to the door and pushed the door open and entered, but the man in black didn't react at all. Su Lan followed behind in fear, and the two walked up the spiral staircase covered with red carpet one after the other to the third floor. Zhang Xuan led Su Lan through the long corridor hung with landscape oil paintings, and came to a red door and knocked on the door. When I knocked on it for the second time, a strangely sounded Chinese sentence came from inside: "Come in." ”

The first impression is that the other party is an antique lover. There are a large number of Asian and European cultural relics in the room, and with Su Lan's experience and knowledge of observing his father's research on cultural relics when he was a child, he can't tell the authenticity from the fake, even if it is not genuine, it must be an extremely powerful imitation. The most eye-catching thing is the twenty-centimeter-high ivory hollow ball in the middle of the desk, which is supported by an ivory pedestal, hollowed out layer by layer, meticulously carved, and the craftsmanship is so exquisite that Su Lan can hardly take his eyes off it.

"Weng Zhao's work. 26 Layers of Oni Ball Balls. A slender and white hand stretched out, and his fingertips touched the gap in the middle of the outer layer of the ghost ball, and the small ball inside immediately spun around, and the man raised his eyes and looked at Su Lan's pale face with interest, "You are Su Lan?" ”

"Yes." Su Lan replied.

"Zhang Xuan, you can go out."

"Yes, Mr. Sun." Zhang Xuan replied respectfully, gave Su Lan a look and left behind the door. Su Lan was pondering what the purpose of this look was, when she heard the man's voice sound:

"There are no dogs in Humen, it seems that you don't know anything about this business, so things are much easier." The man smiled reassuringly, withdrew his hand and slowly rubbed his fingers. His knuckles were as slender as bamboo, and there was a rhythmic beauty in his movements, and all ten of his nails were painted with pitch-black nail polish. In Su Lan's impression, women are generally willing to decorate their nails, but I have to say that his hands are not bad with this color.

Su Lan didn't speak, as far as he could observe now, a person who could use AK47 in China and put a national treasure like a ghost ball on the Forbidden City's desk to play with on his desk, was definitely not a character he could deal with. He came to himself, and he should have taken the initiative to explain the situation. The real man said: "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Sun Yue, I think you should have heard of this name from your father." ”

Su Lan gasped. I saw the man raise his eyes to look at himself, his dark eyes were like a deep pool: "It seems that he did mention me to you, what did he say?" ”

Father said...... You are one of his seniors when he first entered the Cultural Relics Bureau," Su Lan carefully searched for words, "Later...... It seems to have disappeared by accident. ”

"Heh," Sun Yue sneered when he heard this, "Accident? He's so clean. ”

"Uh......" Su Lan only felt that cold sweat was oozing out of his forehead, listening to this Sun Yue's tone, he had a big holiday with his father when he was in the unit, and he came this time to find their father and son's bad luck?" It's all more than 20 years ago, and my father was sorry for you back then, and he was able to let go of it for so long. My father is now in his fifties, and his body and bones can't stand the toss, you can do it, let him go back, and return the normal life of our father and son......" Halfway through speaking, looking at the cold expression on the man's face, a thought suddenly crossed his mind, and his scalp exploded, and he almost screamed out in fright!

The man in front of him, with sword eyebrows and thin lips, a gloomy expression, and his skin was an almost sickly pale, definitely not the face that a person over fifty years old should have.

"Strange, isn't it?" Sun Yue laughed, revealing his white teeth, "Twenty years ago, your father was just a newcomer who had just graduated from the Department of Archaeology and was assigned to the Cultural Relics Bureau by his superiors, and I was the deputy director. Twenty years later, your father became the deputy director, and I am still like this, forgotten by the whole world, and I have not even changed my appearance. ”

"In this world...... There are many things that are mysteries that the science of modern man simply cannot explain. Sun Yue muttered, his fingers lightly pressed on the white ivory carving, "Su Lan, do you believe in the existence of ghosts and gods?" ”

I'm here to find my father, not to listen to your nonsense here! Su Lan couldn't figure out what he wanted to do, or whether his father was really in his hands, this feeling was really terrible. Su Lan thought for a moment and replied, "If you are telling the truth, then I believe it." ”

"You think I'm not Sun Yue?" Sun Yue asked lightly.

"I haven't met Uncle Sun before, but if you really are him, then you are at least sixty years old now, and you look no more than forty years old now." Su Lan decided to make his words clear, and his palms were sweating again-if he hadn't lied, then he had met a ...... One...... Ghost?

"I am indeed Sun Yue."

Sun Yue stared at his hand: "The reason why I am like this is because of the strange and unbelievable things I encountered twenty years ago. Your father and the other chose to sacrifice me to save themselves, to escape the mud and push me into the abyss. ”

"And where are they now?" Su Lan asked urgently.

Sun Yue sneered: "It's dead." ”

"You-"

"Your father is not dead, and I sent him to 'that place.'" Sun Yue said slowly, "He needs to find something and bring it back to me, so that all the grievances between me and him will be written off." But now he's missing. Only if you go can you find him. ”