I've been lying in this hospital for more than a week, and my injuries are almost healed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

During this period, whenever I had free time, I sorted out the things I brought back from the millet garden.

I found that my second master's voice recorder was not out of power, but it was broken, and I had to find a special person to repair it. I entrusted this to the turkey, and when he came to see me in the hospital, he looked like a zoo monkey, and I was angry when I saw him like this, and I didn't say much to him, and after handing him the recorder, I bombarded him away.

I promised to send the golden bell from the epiglottis door, and since I came out of the rice garden, I have occasionally contacted him online, and according to him, the girl has recovered and is now recuperating at home.

The man said that the gold objects brought back by the girl were all treasures, and he was very happy when he saw it, and planned to buy a few private collections, but the girl's price was too high, and he asked me to intercede with her. I thought to myself, where can I manage this? After teasing it, it went offline.

I didn't look at the seven-door compass carefully, and found a place to put it away. Right now, what makes me most curious is the rag that came out of the coffin in the stone room.

When I first got it, the situation was extremely urgent, and although there were words on the cloth, I didn't have time to read it. Now that I finally have time, I can use it to study and pass the time.

I noticed that the words were written in a dark red pigment, and although they had been washed, they did not fade and the characters were still clear.

I started with the first word and read it carefully, until I finished reading the last word and slowly raised my head, and then I realized that my mind was blank, not only did I not understand anything, but I was even more confused.

“…… What the hell! "I crumpled the rags in distraught.

There is a word called "reconstruction" repeatedly mentioned on the rag, and I remember that on the "Seven Doors Compass", one of the "doors" was called this name. In addition, what blood and bones are written on the rags...... It feels like a mysterious ritual of sacrifice.

This kind of thing is too mysterious, and people who have no knowledge of archaeology and folklore will not understand it at all. I've always thought that I had studied ancient Chinese, but this time I was defeated.

At this moment, I can't help but think of Dadong's words, the most critical issue...... I have to find the old man!

Dadong recovered quickly and was able to get out of bed and walk after a few days. The doctor said that he was lucky not to hurt his spleen, otherwise he would have been unlucky! I paid for the dowry I used to marry my wife, and I paid for the medical expenses, and I was bankrupt!

After Dadong came out of that door, he rarely did not speak. I was bored, occasionally holding a tablet to play chess with him, and every time I asked about his family, he just told me to leave it alone, but didn't say anything.

After being discharged from the hospital, Dadong was taken home by me, and I told the old man that he was a good buddy of mine, and the reason why he came out of the "door" with me was purely because I was involved, and it happened that his family had recently had an accident, and he had nowhere to go now, so he had to live in our house for a while.

The old man was probably used to my willfulness, so he looked at it dryly and didn't say anything. There are a lot of empty rooms at home, so I randomly arranged one for Dadong to live in. For the first two days, I took him around the city and bought him a few sets of clothes.

On the third day, I thought that the time was ripe, so I went to a nearby restaurant and ordered a table of good dishes, asked the waiter to pack and deliver them to my home, and went to buy the old man's favorite white-cut chicken.

The three of them sat down around the table, filled it with wine, clinked glasses, and drank it all.

The old man took a bite of food and asked me and Dadong to drink less. I saw that he was in a good mood, so I took the initiative to get up and pour him a drink, and said with a hippie smile, "Grandpa still loves me." You don't know! I've been hungry in that door these days, when I think of the braised hairtail fish you made, I drool, your craftsmanship is a must in our alley, you don't know, Aunt Li next door is cute and admires you, you are often not at home, she is three days and two ends to find an excuse to send things to our family, what pickles, pickled pepper and phoenix feet, wine stuffed balls, all made by her own hands......"

Dadong shook Erlang's legs, laughed "poof", and saw the old man's face "swish" green, "You have to get it, don't put a high hat on me, I have nothing to offer, it's either a traitor or a thief!" Do you want to ask anything again? Tell you, I don't know anything! ”

"There's no way you don't know!" I sat back in my chair, "You know a lot, if you don't tell me, I'll figure it out myself, even if I enter the door a hundred times, I'll figure things out." ”

The old man said "hi" and pointed at me, "Why are you so stubborn?" I don't even know who you look like! ”

"Like my parents, who else can I look like." I took a bite of food and muttered.

"Do you think you're living too long?"

"Yes, I'm just a long-term suspect!" I'm angry.

"All right," the old man's face sank, and he suddenly took his glass and drank it down, placing it on the table with a "bang", and then twisting his head to the side. As soon as I saw this posture, I was preparing to adopt "cold tactics" against me, and I immediately felt bad. What I'm most afraid of is that the old man didn't speak, helplessly, begged him for a long time, his mouth was dry, and he almost knelt down, and the old man's face changed slightly.

I continued, "I know, there are so many things that we can't understand even one night, or else, I'll just ask you one old question, and you can answer this one...... What is the mystery of this millet garden? What did the 16 of them do in there? ”

The old man was still indifferent, and at this time, he heard Dadong interject next to him, "...... I heard Xu Yongting say that they have a 'secret' hidden in this garden? ”

This sentence seemed to be chiseled into the old man's heart, and he saw that he was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and his face changed completely.

"How do you know? Yongting, she ......! Do you know Yongting? The old man said, and the chopsticks in his hands trembled.

I was afraid that Dadong would be exposed, so I hurriedly interjected, "Tell me what the 'secret' is?" ”

The old man looked at me, "Yangzi, this is not a good thing, not even something that should happen in this world, okay, I told you that you can, but you two have to promise that you will forget it immediately after listening to it, and you will treat it as if you were listening to a play, and don't mention it to anyone......"

"That's a must!" I patted my chest and promised.

"Okay." The old man put down his chopsticks and shook his head as he said, "It's not clear which is right and which is wrong, maybe this shouldn't have happened in the first place, I still remember that it was sixteen years ago, and everything had to start with a small man named 'Rong Feng' from your parents......"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......!" When I heard this, I was drinking, but a sip of wine was so hot that my eyes and tears came out, "What did you say?!" "I couldn't believe my ears, I just felt like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and my brain exploded instantly.

"Rong, Rongfeng...... Which Rong Feng? I exclaimed, so shocked that I even stammered.

"What do you mean by 'which Rong Feng'?" The old man frowned.

"I ask you, are you talking about a young man? Not tall, with clear eyebrows, very white skin, a smile, and two dimples on your face? As I spoke, I pointed to my face excitedly.

I'm grass, could it be that Rongfeng's kid is my parents' hair? Dog's age is a round older than me, and he still calls me "Brother Yang, Brother Yang" all day long...... No, no, no, something is wrong!

It's impossible!

The old man glared at me, "I don't know what you're talking about!" ”

"Yoko, don't interject, listen to the old man continue." Dadong glanced at me and signaled me to restrain myself, but how did he know my mood? I'm so anxious that I'm about to pop out of my mouth!

"First of all, do you have any photos?" I said.

"Nope!" The old man raised his eyebrows and glared at me dissatisfied, "I said that you still don't listen?" ”

"Listen, I'll shut up, you continue."

The old man poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all. The meal was already cold, but none of us had the appetite to eat, and the old man twisted his beard and spoke slowly, from 7 p.m. to 11 p.m., and he told a story that I will never forget for the rest of my life......