Sitting on the plane to Pishan Airport in the northern suburbs of Luoyang, the old man was anxious. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

More than 40 years have passed, and even though the appearance has been completely renewed, it cannot change the memory imprinted in the depths of the soul, and every grass and tree is still so kind.

keeps saying that it's time to let go, but who can really let go?

The old man returned to Houli Village first, which was the homeland where he was born. The village has long since changed, surrounded by tall buildings and smooth roads, and it is impossible to know where the home is. I saw a crowd chatting at the intersection, so I walked up.

"Young man, where does Lao Li's family live?"

"My village is all surnamed Li, what is the name of the person I am looking for?"

The old man forgot about this stubble for a while, and said with an embarrassed face: "Li Wangcheng! ”

"Li Wangcheng? Li Wangcheng...... I heard my father say that the broken courtyard behind me used to live in a house called Li Wangcheng, and it has been a wooden person for decades! One pointed to the north of the village.

The old man nodded, as if he remembered something, and walked all the way, touching the scene and chanting poetry: "The young man left home and the eldest returned, and the hometown voice has not changed and his sideburns have declined." When children don't know each other, they smile and ask where they come from! ”

Some young people on the side of the road pointed and giggled, probably wondering where the crazy old man came from!

From a distance, I saw the familiar tiled house, sandwiched between two buildings, extremely bad scenery, the old man smiled, the villagers are still honest and simple, and no one has touched the broken tiled house that has been empty for decades.

The old man choked and coughed when he removed the rotten wooden fence and raised a cloud of dust. A foot-thick pile of fallen leaves in the courtyard was mixed with some garbage, and the door was open and deformed, which was a sign of his hasty departure.

When he walked into the house, the cobwebs were sticky, and the old man "snorted" twice and wiped them with his hands. The bed on the table was as before, and there were many thoughts for a moment.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes lit up, he remembered something, walked quickly to the table, and opened the drawer. The brocade lay quietly inside, and it had not faded for decades. The old man held the brocade silk in both hands, stared intently, and said to himself for a long time: "It's all fate...... It's all fate! ”

"Where did this thief come from?" Suddenly there was an old man's voice outside the door, followed by the "click" of a cane hitting the threshold.

The old man was startled, turned his head, and his eyes widened: "Brother Bangmaw? ”

"Wangcheng ......? Crooked day, he's going to die! ”

"My brother is still alive, how dare I!"

"Hahaha!"

"Haha!"

Tears flowed from the wrinkled corners of their eyes, the good brothers who grew up together since childhood, they were both strong young men when they parted, but they were both gray-haired when they said goodbye.

"Where have you been all these years? I'm thinking about whether I'm going to Taiwan with Lao Jiang! ”

"Haha, brother mallet, we shook hands with Chairman Mao!"

The old man had lived in Shanghai for a long time, and suddenly met an old friend in his hometown, and he felt very cordial, and the two sat in this dilapidated tiled house and chatted for an afternoon.

The old man looked at his watch and said, "It's not too early, Brother Banggavel, I still have to see an old friend." ”

"We're all old bones, what friends do you have that you can't let go?"

"Go to Zhuangwang Village and give her incense!"

"Alas......" The old man shook his head, "It just so happens that my niece came to see me today, and I heard her say that she is also going to Zhuangwang Village and taking her car, right?" ”

"Medium!" The old man was still thinking about how to get a ride in this village, so he smiled and said, "You are now full of children and grandchildren, but you are happy!" ”

"Haha, Qin Xiaoxiao, this girl, she doesn't come once a year, and this time she was bumped into by an old man like you!"

"What's your niece's name?" The old man looked surprised.

"Qin Xiaoxiao, this girl has a future!"

Qin Xiaoxiao...... Well...... Nice name! The old man nodded, thoughtful.

Sitting in Qin Xiaoxiao's car, he drove all the way south to Zhuangwang Village. On the way, Qin Xiaoxiao quipped: "Uncle, Zhuangwang Village has your old looks, okay?" ”

The old man laughed: "The woman who can walk out of the Three Tombs of the Eastern Han Dynasty alive is really smart!" ”

"Uncle...... Do you recognize me? Qin Xiaoxiao was a little surprised.

"As long as it's a person on the road, who doesn't know the famous Qin Xiaoxiao!"

"So uncle, you also dig a hole?"

"Haha, I'm an old bone, it's okay to do business."

Qin Xiaoxiao herself never robbed tombs, but no one in the cultural relics world knows black and white, as long as she goes to the underground palace, she will find Qin Xiaoxiao to lead the way, of course, she is more willing to do things for the underworld, because of the high remuneration.

Qin Xiaoxiao was born with an absolute sense of sound, she could hear sound waves of almost any frequency, and she could listen to echoes to perceive everything around her, even surpassing the perception ability of bats. And she also has an absolute sense of space, her brain is like a navigation system, and she knows where she is in any environment.

The three mausoleums of the Eastern Han Dynasty on the mountain are arranged in a line from the outside, and they can enter the underground palace like an endless spiral nest, interlocking.

Inside, the compass will fail, and even the clock will stop turning, as if there is no concept of time and space in it, and as long as people enter the underground palace, they will wander around like lonely ghosts, and there will never be daylight.

The first people who went in that year for the archaeological team all died inside.

Qin Xiaoxiao heard that after Mao Sui recommended herself, she took three people into the underground palace again, it is said that she closed her eyes from the beginning of entering the tomb, never opened them, and the three of them followed her and were scared half to death, and finally found the bodies of the first batch of people and successfully brought them out.

Since then, everyone knows that there is a person named Qin Xiaoxiao, who walks in the dark as if in the day, and calls her Catwoman.

If Shangguan Hai is just a master who is well versed in feng shui and mechanisms, Lao Li is just an expert in geology, and the tiger is just a congenital lack of fear, then Qin Xiaoxiao is really talented.

But this is just speculation, perhaps, the four ghosts of Bishan have unknown talents.

After arriving at Zhuangwang Village, the old man instructed: "Since you have promised to do things for others, do your best, but ......"

"But what?" Qin Xiaoxiao was curious.

"But take care of ......"

When he came to the door of the old courtyard, the gate was locked, and the old man's heart was heavy.

The moment he turned back, it was as if he saw the old man standing at the door smiling and waving to him, and the old man stretched out his trembling hand, but what he touched was the cold gate covered with rust.

The person who used to live in the hospital is the person he owes the most and loves the most in his life.

Thoughts come slowly, and the past is unbearable.