That night I drank with Mrs. Wang in the hotel and drank very late, the fat man drank dizzy, Mrs. Wang also drank a lot, and finally the four of us opened a room in the hotel to stay, after returning to the room, I called my dad and told him about Mrs. Wang, my dad was also pleasantly surprised, let me be sure to invite Mrs. Wang home tomorrow, I know that my father has not seen his adoptive father for so many years, and I should miss it very much. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The next morning, I woke up early, arranged for the driver to deliver the furniture from my hometown to my dad, and then returned to the hotel. The fat man, the old lady Wang, and A-Ning had also gotten up to eat breakfast in the dining area of the hotel lobby, and when they saw me coming back, they hurriedly greeted me and asked me to eat quickly.

"Grandpa Wang, I told my dad yesterday that you were back, and my dad invited you to come home with me," I said to Mrs. Wang while eating.

"Hey, I haven't seen my godson for many years, and I miss him too," Grandpa Wang said, and he couldn't help crying.

"Old man, don't be sad, isn't it right away" The fat man comforted the old lady.

A-Ning took a tissue, wiped the old lady's eyes, and then said to us: "Grandpa usually mentions Uncle Song to me, and every time he mentions it, he is very sad, and he always feels that he didn't take good care of Uncle Song when he went abroad later."

Listening to A-Ning's words, I also felt sour in my heart, thinking that Mrs. Wang was sincere to my father.

After breakfast, I drove to my father's house with Mrs. Wang and A-Ning, talking and laughing along the way, Mrs. Wang told me that he was going to leave in a few days, and asked me to take good care of A-Ning, and I agreed. After returning home, my father and my mother stood downstairs to welcome the arrival of Mrs. Wang, and the two relatives hugged each other and cried bitterly after seeing each other, after all, the two people had not seen each other for many years, and how could they not feel nostalgic when they met again. I went to the warehouse at home while they were drinking tea, checked whether all the things shipped back from my hometown were in order, and after counting the correct quantities, I closed the door in the warehouse and returned home. After lunch, my dad said that he would take Mrs. Wang out for a walk, so I took A-Ning and the fat man back to the store.

In the store, Yang Zhi was sitting on a chair, with a serious face, like a wax figure, and the fat man shouted when he saw Yang Zhi: "Yang Zhi, we are back." ”

Yang Zhi saw us coming over and hurriedly stood up: "Senior brother, morning." After finishing speaking, he kept staring at A-Ning, and A-Ning lowered his head a little shyly.

"This is one of my younger sisters named A-Ning, I will work in the store in the future, and everyone must help each other" I said to Yang Zhi, Yang Zhi nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Don't let him scare you, he's sick in the head," the fat man said to A-Ning with a smile.

"Okay, fat man, let's take a look and arrange accommodation for A-Ning," I instructed the fat man, and then walked into the inner room by myself.

Sitting in the house, I heard the fat man chatting with A-Ning there, so I picked up a newspaper and read it, and I suddenly remembered that the box I got from the cellar of my hometown was still in the car, so I hurriedly walked out of the door to the garage and opened the back box to take out the package, and then returned to the inner room with the package.

I put the package on the table, gently stroking the package with my hand, from the feeling of the skin on the surface of the hand, now there should be no problem to open, the box has been exposed to the air for a whole day, and the humidity inside should also be close to the humidity in the air should be close to balance, thinking of this I slowly opened the oil paper along the seal of the oil paper package, at this time I was very excited in my heart, little by little to open the oil paper, for fear of accidentally breaking it. After more than half an hour of work, I removed all the oil paper, not that I work slowly, but this package is wrapped in a total of 5 layers of oil paper, and each layer of oil paper has been adhered to, it is really not easy to dismantle, when the last layer of oil paper was opened, there was a worn-out blood-red small wooden box in my eyes, the wooden box was covered with various scratches, and there was a copper lock hanging on the box, it seems that this wooden box should have been used often before, but who used this wooden box? I picked up the wooden box and looked at it carefully, and saw that the material of the box should be the wood of the plane tree, and by observing the paint on the box and the color of the wood at the damaged part of the paint, the age of the box should not be more than 50 years. When I slowly turned the box upside down, about to look at the bottom of the box, I suddenly found two words on the box: Song Jiu.

Seeing Song Jiu's two words, I quickly made a judgment in my mind: this wooden box is the wooden box that my grandfather left to my grandmother. A scene came to my mind: my grandfather hurried back home, handed his wooden box to my grandmother, told her to keep it safe, and then left the house in a hurry. Grandmother knew that this wooden box must be very important to the grandfather, after the grandfather left home again to hide the wooden box, but did not find a suitable place, and finally the grandmother inadvertently thought of her own cellar, so the wooden box was wrapped in oil paper and then taken to the cellar, dug out a secret grid on the wall and then sealed the wooden box in the secret compartment of the cellar, because the cellar is generally not entered, and the wooden box was sealed in the secret compartment on the wall of the cellar, so it was not found, and then the grandmother died of illness, My father was young, so the wooden box was forgotten in the cellar, and I knew that I had discovered the hidden compartment by mistake, so that the wooden box was rediscovered.

"What are you doing" The fat man led Yang Zhi and A Ning in.

I didn't speak, just pointed to the wooden box on the table, the fat man Yang Zhi Aning saw the things on the table, the fat man walked over and picked up the wooden box and studied it for a while, then put the wooden box in its place, turned to me and said, "This is what we found from the cellar of our hometown?" ”

"Yes, this is," I replied to the fat man, and Yang Zhianing was puzzled by our conversation.

"I don't think it's a good thing, the age shouldn't be long," the fat man shook his head in disappointment.

"What if I said it was something my grandfather left behind," I said to the fat man with a smile.

"What your grandfather left behind?" The fat man picked up the wooden box with a look of surprise and examined it carefully, and finally his eyes stayed at the bottom of the box before he raised his head and said, "I'll go, really."

"Hurry up and open it, let's see what good things your grandfather left behind" The fat man looked excited.

I took the box from the fat man's hand again, "How do you open it and destroy it directly?" This is my grandfather's relic, what a pity it was directly destroyed."

"Let me come," A-Ning said lightly.

Ah Ning's words surprised me, and I wondered if this young girl could open this locked box without destroying it?

I saw A-Ning take the wooden box in my hand, put it on the table, and then touched his hair, pulled out a hair fork from his hair, and inserted the thin end of the hair fork into the keyhole, A-Ning kept trying to turn the hair fork, and then under everyone's gaze, the lock was opened after making a crisp sound. At this time, I was very surprised with the fat man, even Yang Zhi, who usually had a wooden expression, also showed a curious look, I thought to myself that this girl really doesn't look simple, looking at A-Ning's appearance, I always feel that this girl definitely has a story that we don't know.

A-Ning opened the lock and pushed it aside, then smiled at me and said, "Now you can open it for everyone to see."

I nodded hurriedly, I walked over to the box, slowly opened the lid of the box, the wooden box had not been opened for a long time, it made a creaking sound, and after the lid of the box was opened, there was a folded piece of textile at the bottom of the box. The fabric is dark yellow and appears to have black and red patterns on it, like a lady's headscarf.

"What is this, the sheets?" The fat man looked at the contents of the box suspiciously.

I slowly put the fabric in the box in my hand, and when the fabric touched my hand, with my years of experience in dealing with cultural relics, I knew that it was a silk painting.

I took out the silk painting, put it on the table, put on the cotton white gloves, and then gently pressed the silk painting, the texture of the silk painting was still very soft. In archaeology, many textile things often change their texture after being stored for many years, if the texture becomes hard, rashly opening can only break the silk painting, we can only use modern scientific techniques to soften it and then open it, and the texture of the silk painting in front of me is soft, which means that I can open it directly without worrying about damaging it after opening. I slowly unfolded the silk painting, and when the silk painting was fully unfolded, the fat man, A Ning and Yang Zhi all came to the front and looked at the silk painting curiously.

"Is this a map?" A-Ning looked at the silk painting and asked.

"Is it a treasure map?" The fat man also questioned.

Looking at the silk painting in front of you, you can see that this silk painting is indeed a map, but it is not certain whether it is a treasure map. The silk painting is one square size, with black lines depicting mountains, rivers and place names, although not as accurate as the current map, but it is quite exquisite. There are not only mountains and rivers on the map, but also Qingzhou, amniotic water, and the palace of Xuanming are written in small seals on a river, and the lower right foot is written, the eleventh year of Emperor Gao of the Han Dynasty. "What is this written?" The fat man asked me, pointing to the text on it.

"What is written on it is Qingzhou amniotic fluid, the palace of the underworld." I replied to the fat man.

"What does it mean, I don't understand, Qingzhou can be understood, it is the name of a place, is that amniotic fluid the amniotic fluid when a pregnant woman gives birth?" The fat man muttered to himself.

I thought to myself, in ancient times, Qingzhou should refer to the area of Shandong, when Dayu divided the world into Kyushu, Qingzhou was one of them. Amniotic fluid can never be the amniotic fluid that the fat man said, in ancient times, rivers were usually called water, and amniotic fluid should mean a river, and Xuan Ming translated into modern Chinese means hell, palace? Could it be the dungeon, I myself am in chaos.

Looking at the map, I pondered, where does this ancient map depict? What kind of secrets is hidden in this map left by grandpa? One question after another floated through my mind and left me confused.