After separating from the hurried Mengjian, I walked back to the village, and saw the old and young in the village running into the mountains, and was wondering, Hu Yang honked the car horn, poked his head out of the car window, and whispered to me in a very anxious way.

I looked at him a little confused, I don't know what he was flustering about, didn't they all come out? Sitting in the back seat, I just wanted to ask him, but I found that the car had been ignited, and with a slam of the steering wheel, I quickly ran out of the village entrance and drove onto the muddy mountain road.

Looking at the distant mountain village, I complained: "You still want to find a villager to have a hot meal, why are you so flustered?" Hell yes! ”

After the car drove into the mountain road, Yang Junjun nervously explained: "The mountain collapsed, when I just entered the village, I heard a villager say that there were a few travelers nearby, I don't know if there was an accident, it happened that a traveler was resting in the village and did not follow, so he called the police." ”

I was taken aback, this mountain collapsed is basically the responsibility of a few of us, and those few travelers were only affected by the pond fish, I hope it's okay, otherwise I really can't get over it on my conscience. I was a little panicked, if the police and emergency forces arrived, would they interrogate us? At that time, this disaster will really be a big one, and the few things in this car can be said to be national treasures, and if you are caught, you will be shot and killed.

An hour later, we arrived at the high-speed toll station, and after getting on the highway, we saw seven or eight police cars driving from the other lane, hula and the alarm sounded and drove towards the small mountain village of Zhangjia. Yang Junjun looked worried, and said softly: "You say, will those villagers suspect us later?" ”

I thought for a while, shook my head and said, "It's impossible, those villagers at most regard us as travelers who came to explore, and isn't there a traveler in the village who called the police?" Besides, the villagers wouldn't have thought that a few of us could collapse a mountain of this size, right? ”

Perhaps my words played a role, which made them settle down, and the journey back often took less time than when they set off, and it only took more than half an hour to return to Yixing City.

Seeing the traffic coming and going, the bustling crowd, and the quiet and silent ancient tombs form a stark contrast, as if the feeling of a different world, it is a little difficult for us to adapt.

After staying in the hotel when I first came to wash up, Hu Yang and Yang Junjun happily went out shopping, before entering the hotel, I bought a suitcase and sorted out a few things one by one and put them inside.

Gilded jade, serpentine jade, a seven-trick treasure box, a bizarre three-eyed human-headed snake figure painting, and a bronze grimace mask. I ran my hand over the mask and rested on the slit in my forehead, never revealing the secret of whether the owner of the tomb had a third eye. But I don't regret it, because what if I knew? Take his head out and send it to the National Academy of Sciences?

I chuckled, turned the mask over and looked at the inner layer, and found that it was covered with a layer of pale white that contrasted too much with the color of bronze, and it felt a little greasy when I touched it with my hand, and that pale white thing couldn't be the skin on the tomb owner's face, right?

However, he quickly denied his naïve idea, if it was skin tissue or something, it would immediately turn black and corrupt after coming out of the ancient tomb and coming into contact with the sun, how could it be preserved like this?

Curious, I put the mask in front of my eyes to take a closer look, and suddenly white filaments like hairs stretched out from the pale white substance, and the crooked wriggling seemed to want to get closer to my face.

Sudden change, I was shocked and dropped the mask on the ground, at that moment I thought it was my own dazzle, there was a problem with my vision, I saw the bronze grimace mask lying on the ground, there was no movement for a while, so I carefully touched it with my feet, and only picked it up with my hand after finding that there was no problem, and turned it over and found that there was no white filament on it.

There was a sound of the door lock twisting, and Hu Yang walked in alone and looked at me strangely: "What are you doing squatting on the ground?" ”

I put the mask in the suitcase and told him about the strange thing that had just happened, Hu Yang smiled and took out the mask and looked left and right, and then used his fingers to pick at the white substance, but nothing changed.

"You're too nervous, you must be hallucinating, get a good night's sleep! Guaranteed to be refreshed tomorrow and nothing happens! Hu Yang said to me while changing clothes.

I put my suitcase under the bed and lit a cigarette on the bed: "What? Didn't go to Yang Junjun's room to sleep, how long have you started? I haven't taken her yet! ”

Hu Yang threw over a pillow: "Sleep on yours, that idleness!" ”

I laughed, extinguished the cigarette butt, and fell asleep within a minute.

The next day, we drove all the way back to Chengdu, Sichuan. Five days later, Yang Junjun flew directly from Shuangliu Airport to Beijing with the photos of the pictographs on his mobile phone, and I also returned to the leisurely rhythm of life in the past, since Yang Junjun flew to the capital, Hu Yang did not know where he went.

One day, I was sitting in the living room watching an anti-Japanese TV series to pass the night, when suddenly the sound of a text message rang on my mobile phone, it was sent from an unfamiliar number, and my first thought was that it might be Meng Jian.

Flip through the text message with this message written: Bamboo, see the text message I sent, after seeing this text message, quickly dispose of the bronze mask you brought back, if you believe me, find a way to throw it away, or destroy it. The mask was definitely not a good thing, I heard about it afterwards, and I can't tell you the specifics. Don't ask anything, throw it away!

After reading the text message, I was shocked into a cold sweat, so I dialed this number, and only came from the other end: the user you are calling is not in the service area.

Damn, he's not going to go into another tomb, is he? I called Hu Yang again, and he did call, but he was not in Chengdu, but he went to another place and will not be back in a few days.

I hurriedly hung up the phone, went into the study, dragged the safe out from under the desk, took out the mask and put it in a plastic bag, and quickly ran out the door.

I basically believed what Meng Jian said, after all, he would never joke for no reason, I threw the plastic bag into the trash can downstairs along with the mask, turned around and walked home.

To be honest, I'm still a little distressed to lose an old valuable thing like this, but it's nothing to my own life. see

I thought it would be an easy solution, but the next morning I went out for breakfast, and before I opened the door, I saw something that made me creep, the mask in front of the door.

What the hell!

If you basically believed in Meng Jian's words yesterday, then now you believe it 100%. I mustered up the courage to quickly pick it up and run downstairs, and after walking a few streets in the community, I found a garbage can and threw it in, and then watched the garbage truck come over and empty the garbage can into the garbage can before turning around and walking to eat.

After taking a nap, I yawned and walked out of the bedroom, and immediately stayed where I was, and saw the clear bronze mask lying quietly in the hallway, and the cracked mouth seemed to be silently mocking me.

What the hell is going on, I grabbed my hair and looked at the mask on the ground, if it were someone else, I might have been scared crazy, but I had experienced all the strange things in that tomb, and I knew the origin of this mask, but I was still terrified of this strange mask.

How did it come back, it can't really be the ghost of the tomb owner?

Suddenly, I thought of the white filaments that had been drilled, and I thought of a guess that scared me.

It's alive!