In the end, we still didn't go out, and it was the Huo family who sold donkey meat at the door, and persuaded us back, saying that it was too dangerous to go out now, and if we wanted to buy something, we would just open an order tomorrow.

The next day was the purchase day, Xiaohua came over and asked us to list all the things we needed, and they went to purchase. The fat man smacked them hard. After the equipment was delivered in the evening, we found that the hardest knocking was the stuffy oil bottle. Because, among his goods, there is a box that is worth a lot of money at first glance.

Xiaohua said, "My grandmother said you would need this thing. ”

After opening the stuffy oil bottle, he took out an ancient knife from it, and the size and shape were very similar to the one he had before.

Pulling out the sheath, the cold light flashed, and it was a very special color inside, but the blade was not black gold.

"Got it from our house, you don't want to play tricks."

The stuffy oil bottle weighed it and inserted it into his gear bag. The fat man was jealous: "Damn, why don't you get us a handsome?" ”

"This kind of knife is not something that just anyone can use." Xiaohua said, "It's too heavy." ”

Most of the other equipment has been used before, and the fat man's machete is not very satisfied, saying that the blade is too thin, and the chopping tree may collapse, but the thick-backed chopping knife is easy to use.

I didn't even look at my things, they were all written for me by fat people, and I felt very resistant as I watched them pack up their gear, and rested on the side.

After that, it is the rest period, Xiaohua and they have to make preparations, and we will recuperate in this house. Xiuxiu got me a TV, and I usually watch TV.

The stuffy oil bottle pondered the knife on the side, and it could be seen that there was still a difference in weight, and he was adapting.

During this time, I had nothing to do, so I was thinking about the whole thing, trying to add the latest information to my previous inferences and see what would change.

If we call the behind-the-scenes forces that forced them to carry out the "largest in history" tomb robbery activity "it" for the time being, after it got countless Lu Huangbo, it may have cracked the secret of the silk book earlier than Jude Kao, and carried out a series of activities, these activities may have ended in failure, and as a reward for the success of the activity, everyone in Lao Jiumen got something that seems insignificant now, but very important at the time - background, so in the red storm, Although these people who would have been criticized and killed were also quite low-key, their family backgrounds and relationships were retained.

Their children are used as a reserve of talents, and most of them enter the cultural relics system, and it is difficult to say whether this tendency is natural or because there is some kind of unspoken rule. Although there is no substantial evidence, this "it" must have played a significant role in it.

I even suspect that Jude Kao's method of unraveling the silk book was brought out by someone or a group of people related to "it" and secretly revealed to him.

The fat man said that in that era, the people advanced and retreated, the social atmosphere began to be liberalized, many things that were previously unacceptable, such as the role of trade unions and neighborhood committees, became more and more degraded, bold people began to do small business, and the joint production contract responsibility system also began to be carried out at that time, and at the same time, foreigners also began to enter the field of vision of the Chinese. New things replace old things. The system in which this "it" is located may have collapsed in that update.

Like today's enterprises, although the organization has collapsed, the project is still there, and powerful people will take the project with them and continue to find the next investor.

Perhaps, among its forces, there is a person or group of people who, because of some kind of relationship, have cooperated with Jude Coe on unfinished "projects".

The archaeological activities of "Zhangjialou" and the archaeological activities of "Xisha" should be the products of this period, so that it can explain why the scale of these two activities is much smaller than that of the old Jiumen, and even the "third uncle" is required to prepare the equipment himself, and it is difficult to say whether it is intentional or unintentional, and the descendants of the old Jiumen who are lurking in the cultural system are gathered.

Time has passed, and nearly 20 years have passed, the economy has begun to be able to compete with politics, and the old nine doors have fallen apart in terms of power, but because of the foundation of the old times, they have formed their own solid plates in many places, the Huo family and the Xie family married in Beijing, and our Wu family relied on the efforts of the "third uncle" to gain a firm foothold in Lao Changsha, and the other families either completely washed themselves as officials, or simply disappeared from society.

At this time, it is difficult to say whether this "it" really exists, judging from Wenjin's performance, this "it" may still exist, but, like other things in this society, it has become more secretive and low-key.

I was very hesitant, whether to tell the old lady about Huo Ling, Mrs. Huo's persistence, I seem to be familiar, and at the same time can empathize, my previous thoughts were: I have no right to decide anything for anyone, I should tell everything to others, let him make his own choices, but after so much, I now feel that some truths are really not known, know and don't know, just a matter of seconds, but your life may change, and I don't know, it may not be an unlucky thing.

It's a pity that there are some roads that you can't turn back when you go up, and those who are determined can cut off their feet, but the heart will still move forward.

After agreeing, we exchanged some details, to separate from the stuffy oil bottle and the fat man, I felt a little uneasy and a little excited, but the old lady said it was very reasonable, and the stuffy oil bottle herself agreed, and it was useless for me to have any objections to the position, or to quit, which is impossible. And the fat man was in a hurry to go back to see the clouds, and he didn't pay any attention to my feelings.

On the other hand, I was really physically and mentally exhausted, and it was extremely dangerous to walk the line of the stuffy oil bottle, and I felt anxious when I thought about it, and I was a little worried about the two of them, but when I remembered the situation in that cave, if it wasn't for me, maybe they could have walked away, and I thought back to all the past, almost all the circumstances, I was a burden, so I didn't have a temper. Fortunately, the old woman estimated that they would be back in a week at most.

The old woman, the fat man, and the stuffy oil bottle were sure to leave for Banai in three days, and I reconciled Yuhua to leave for Sichuan two days later than them, because although we were safe here, the equipment was very special, and we needed to order it from abroad, which made me feel a little ominous.

The next few days were very pleasant, because I couldn't go out, I could only eat old wine and bask in the sun, I would always be anxious from time to time, and I would be relieved when I thought about it carefully, but if I didn't think about it rationally; Just thinking about it, I always feel that there is something wrong that I am not aware of, and I don't know if it is intuition or psychology.

The fat man asked Xiuxiu to buy us playing cards, and then a few days all day "hoe big D", the little girl is particularly interested in us, every day to come to us to play with us, the fat man as long as she comes to put the jade seal in her pocket, the two of them stink each other, make me annoyed.

Three days later, they set off in full gear, and I was the only one left in the whole house, and the old house was empty, even in the daytime, it was gloomy, and then I felt the preciousness of Xiuxiu. We talked a lot about things when we were young, and many scenes that I can't remember at all began to be vivid, and there were actually only one or two meetings back then, and a few children went from strange to familiar in just an hour, and suddenly they were very emotional, when we didn't know anything but "the eagle catches the chicken", the adults in the room were trapped in such a complex whirlpool.

Sometimes I always feel that human growth is a process of losing happiness, not the other way around.

The house at night was even more terrifying, I stayed up for two nights and barely slept, I always felt someone gasping in my ear, I scared myself enough, and finally got the equipment, I almost jumped and left the old house.

After another four hours of delay at the airport, the pink shirt completed the cargo procedures, and I found that the name on his ID card was Xie Yuchen, so I wondered how he had two names, he said, Xie Yuhua is a stage name. The rules of the ancient times, when you come out to mix, you can't use your real name, because the drama is a very lowly industry, so as not to affect the reputation of your parents, in addition, others will not accept that the real name of the person who sings Hua Dan is actually called a dog and the like, Xie Yuhua is the name given to him by the master when he learned to sing, but unfortunately, this name is very domineering, and now his real name is almost forgotten.

I think it makes a lot of sense, and it suddenly occurred to me that the stuffy oil bottle is also a stage name. If he also sings, he will probably be able to play a yaksha or something.

I fell asleep on the plane. Everywhere there is a ground pick-up, I don't care about the rare ones, I asked the fat man to send me an MMS message, I found that it was a photo of Yun Cai and him, it seems that they have arrived at Agui's house, the fat man's mouth is grinning to the root of the ear. After that, we went to the airport to pick up the goods and saw for the first time those so-called special equipment.

It was all something like a "rib" made of steel, like the thoracic part of an animal bone made of iron, which was more than half a man tall and could be disassembled. "What is this?" I asked about the pink shirt. "This is our nest," he said. ”