I nodded blankly, took the black cloth and wrapped my mouth and nose in her style, and as soon as I made a sharp move, I saw her walking towards a stone door. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I don't like to trouble others in plain life, and I'm willing to do it myself in matters big and small, and I'm saved by a girl at this time, and my face is a little bit unbearable, and it's good to owe people money, and it's very troublesome to owe favors. So I hurriedly followed, this ancient cemetery palace looks complicated, maybe there will be something again, if it happens again, let me save her again, this matter can be settled.

Seeing that I was coming, she didn't say anything, the two of us, one official and one citizen, a man and a woman, walked in the bleak corridor like this, without any conversation, like a couple during the Cold War, which made me feel uncomfortable.

Now I got closer, and I saw that the girl, in addition to her nocturnal dress, had a very different object wrapped around her neck, like a scarf. The scarf was not a rare commodity, but the one she was surrounding was now lined with candles in the dim corridor with faint spots of different colors, which looked very colorful, and I had noticed it when I followed her back, but I couldn't see what it was.

I was wondering if the treasures left by a dynasty had been touched out by this little lady for her own use, so she stopped, turned her head, and stared at me again.

Seeing her like this, I didn't feel that my cheeks were hot, and I said in my heart, why are you looking at me in the black light of this barren mountain and wilderness? Isn't it interesting to me?

"Your father, is it Tang Shuwen?"

It was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which made me stunned, and it took me a long time before I came back to my senses.

"Do you know my father?"

Probably sensing the rapid fluctuation in my tone, the woman in black didn't say anything more, only lightly dropped a sentence: "You have to be mentally prepared for what will happen later." Then he turned around and went on.

I thought that there was no reason for what happened today, but I was unlucky, I crashed into this ancient cemetery palace in a daze, and I was lucky to bump into a craftsman who turned meat dumplings, it was a friend or an enemy who saved me, and in the end, maybe I could escape with a little light; I didn't want to hear her say this, but everything suddenly changed, and a huge sense of conspiracy instantly enveloped me.

My father has never had any dealings with ancient tombs or even cultural toys in his life, at least not in my memory, when I was going to apply for the archaeology department, he asked me how I liked such pedantic and boring subjects, I guess his attitude towards this kind of thing is nothing more than that, so in this case, why does the girl in front of him know him? Who is she? What exactly is being done here? And all this seems to have something to do with me, but I don't know what kind of connection, for a while I thought about it like a mess in my head, and when I heard her last words, I couldn't help but feel a tightening heart, and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her arm.

"I ask you why you know my father, who are you? What else is there to come? What's next? Why should I be mentally prepared? "I was in a hurry, and a lot of questions burst out like a cannonball.

She was pulled by me, neither breaking free nor annoyed, still staring at me without saying a word, with a deep pool in her eyes, bottomless. It was a cold look, without a trace of emotion or ripples, as if in her eyes I was not a living person at all, but a discarded object that had been abandoned for a long time and had no use for anything.

I was stared at by her and felt cold in my heart, the soles of my feet were cold, I had never seen this kind of look, let alone this kind of woman, and for a while, the momentum retreated by seven points, and the hand holding her arm involuntarily loosened. When she saw that I had let go, she turned around and continued on her way.

I'm out of the question, can't I force her to say what I want to know, right? Not to mention whether you can persecute people, you can't do this kind of thing just from the perspective of gender, the black light is blind, what do you want to think about a girl and a girl? But I can't let her just ignore it, I have to find answers to many questions, otherwise I will have to torture myself to death this time.

Moreover, maybe she also knows something about Cao Xue, if Cao Xue's little girl is indeed in this tomb.

Seeing her like this, I didn't ask any more questions, thinking that there would always be a time when things would come to light, since I knew my father, most of them came for me, and the top priority was to follow her first, and it was not too late to find an opportunity to ask questions when I went out. I think so, but as the woman in black said, many things that happened after that really brought earth-shaking changes to my life.

My family is born in the north area of HN, I heard the old people in the family say that the ancestors were porters, and from time to time to pull a board for the dignitaries and unload a cargo or something, even if it is a big business, do all the manual work, although it is not a rich family, fortunately, the ancestors have not poked any big baskets, have not been through any big disasters, are very low-key in life, and also believe that peace is a blessing, and the incense is not in the turbulent historical pattern.

When I was a child, I didn't know much about these things, and I heard that the old ancestor was just a coolie, and it was inevitable that I was a little panicked, but then I thought of Dongzi in the next village - Dongzi's ancestors were famous landlords in ten miles and eight towns, and those who were criticized in the turbulent years were almost no longer human, and hundreds of Red Guards poured into his ancestors' old house like locusts, and the scene was indescribably tragic and tragic. The huge family business was copied to the bottom, and even the faint old dog in the mansion was not left behind, and it was copied together, and the family road has been in a slump since then. Every time I think of this, I think to myself, in fact, there are a group of ancestors who do hard work, it seems that they are not so shabby, and it is also good.

Life in the countryside is hard, people work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and live all day long facing the loess with their backs to the sky. Later, the spring breeze of reform and opening up blew into all villages and counties, and many young people who cherished the great rivers and mountains of the motherland began to leave their hometowns, and they all wanted to go out to see and break out of the world.

I still remember when I was three years old, I moved south with my father and family all the way south to the Yunnan-Guichuan area, and then stayed in YN for twenty or thirty years. The small village that raised my ancestors and was located in the north along the HN for generations has never been back, and my little face has not had a chance to let my grandfather touch it again, which is a later story.

I still remember my grandfather once said that at noon on the day I was born, lightning and thunder roared, and torrential rain poured, and people who didn't know who thought it was a catastrophe or something, and my grandfather told me that it was a heavenly omen, and that I was not a mortal. Just a few words of these three cats and two cats, let me remember that my chest is full of inexplicable mystery of pride, this sentiment has lasted until high school, by the way, when I was born, it is said that my mother saw my eyes clear, like a star, then my heart was happy, I thought of the word "eight-sided exquisite", and my father said that my father felt that it was definitely not good to be called Tang Linglong, that was the name of the female doll's family, but if it was taken Tang eight-faced...... It seems to be quite cold, maybe when his son grows up, he will really only get mixed up to the point of selling ramen at a street stall, or then he won't hate him to death? Tang Bamian definitely can't either. But Tang Balong, Tang Mianling, and Tang Bamian Linglong didn't seem to be right, and his father thought about it, and blurted out as soon as he slapped the table, "It's called Tang Triangle!" ”

To this day, I haven't been able to figure out how these two always associate the words "eight-sided exquisite" and "triangle", and then someone asked me why my name is so domineering, before high school I would raise my nostrils to say that this is the standard of the dragon and phoenix among people, after high school? After high school, there are actually few people who ask, and when someone asks, they laugh, after all, I think there are still not many people who can associate "triangle" with "eight-sided exquisiteness".

Speaking of my father, in fact, he is a simple and unpretentious authentic farmer, although he ran out when he was young, but the honest rustic atmosphere on his body has never changed, and he usually doesn't talk much, compared to my fierce aunt and the third uncle who will never have a proper shape, this is really not flattering him. If it is really as I think, if anyone in my family can have an inexplicable relationship with this skillful little girl in black, then it is impossible to get involved with my father.

Follow this little girl all the way through the ancient tomb corridor, I have something in my heart, and I don't know how long I have walked, except for adobe stone bricks, stone lamps and stone figurines, I have never encountered any dangerous situations along the way, presumably this girl knows the way and walks. It's quiet and dead in the ancient mound, and I don't know how many days it has been outside, and it's not a matter to walk so silently, even if you don't want to tell me the truth, then let me know what to call it, right? It's rude to always feed and feed, and since you are a child of the rivers and lakes, shouldn't you report yourself first?

"Well, I mean, I don't know what your name is?"

At this time, we have passed through more than ten corridors full of bronze stone lamps, into a slightly spacious Ming Hall, just pushed open the stone door in front of the Ming Hall, in the darkness "ho" a sound of several long lamps lit up together, reflecting the light in all directions.

As if she didn't hear me talking, the woman in black felt out a handful of fire folds, blew up the tongue of fire and threw it into the depths of the Ming Hall, I was about to have a seizure, when I heard a crackling sound where the fire fold landed, as if it had burned something, and then there was a sound of crawling obscure objects like poisonous insects, snakes and scorpions, and I was immediately silenced.

Good fellow, there are still living creatures that have been sealed for thousands of years?

The woman in black took out a sharp blade from between her calves and handed it to me, saying, "Take it." At the end, I chased after it.

"My surname is Liu."