Chapter 13: Archaeological Actions Nine Years Ago

When it was dark, the takeaway I ordered was delivered, and the delivery guy looked at me with fear in his eyes, and when I gave him the money, he took it and ran away in his bag. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Let's eat first, if you have anything to say, you will talk about it after eating." 态

I set the lunch box, took a pair of chopsticks and handed it to him, "Eat first." ā€

Zhang Shiyang didn't take the chopsticks, but looked at me intently, his eyes were full of innocence, as if I had abducted him, but it was obviously me who was deceived.

"Don't look at me like that, can you? If you have anything to say, you will talk about it after eating. ā€

Zhang Shiyang still looked at me, but this time he had one more sentence, and he asked me: "Then will you take me to the ancient city of Loulan." ā€

Rub, or this thing.

I put the chopsticks on his lunch box, and I sat on the stool opposite to eat, I thought that if I ignored him, he would eat obediently by himself, but as a result, he really looked at me motionlessly, and I was ashamed of my persistence.

I couldn't take it anymore, so I put down my chopsticks and just looked at him, and after a few minutes, I surrendered.

"Okay, I'll take you there, isn't it just the ancient city of Loulan? If you find a travel agency, they can take you to the edge of the Gobi Desert bar, not follow me. I picked up the chopsticks from his lunch box again and handed them over, "Eat." ā€

When Zhang Shiyang heard the answer he wanted to hear, he immediately smiled, and said while eating that he was hungry for a long time. I said that since you were hungry for a long time, then why didn't you eat just now, and you had to wait for me to agree before eating, his reason was very simple, eat so steadily.

I looked at him gobbling up food, and said in my heart that it is difficult to have a truly down-to-earth time when people struggle all their lives, but he only thinks that my words are down-to-earth, how much do you believe in me? It's just that this trust makes me feel a lot of pressure.

After eating, I took a flashlight and took Zhang Shiyang down the stairs to the basement on the first floor, there was a big iron door at the staircase, and the big lock on the iron door was rusty, which belonged to the kind that would drop off the slag when touched.

"Oh no, we don't have the keys."

Zhang Shiyang glanced at me, then approached to look at the lock, and suddenly reached over, I don't know how he got it, anyway, the lock was opened.

Bar Length......

After the iron door was opened, there was a corridor paved with blue bricks, perhaps because of the underground, it was very damp, the green brick floor was wet, the flashlight swept over, and some places could even reflect white light, which indicated that the low-lying places had accumulated water.

I don't have a good heart, it's so damp, aren't all the documents in the secret room on the third floor of the basement moldy?

Zhang Shiyang looked at me a little stunned and pushed me, "Uncle Fang, what are you thinking?" ā€

"I'm wondering if this is going to be all the time."

Zhang Shiyang looked at his mobile phone, and he didn't know what he was looking for, and then said in a calm voice: "Tianjin just had a heavy rainstorm last week, and the deepest depth of water in it can reach one meter, and it is so humid here, I think it must be leaking."

When he said that the water leaks is flooded, I can still understand this.

"A heavy rainstorm? Really? "I don't believe it, but if that's the case, it's really bad luck.

As I was talking, I suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some marks on the walls on both sides, and these marks were colorful as if they were the remnants of a painting, but I am not a professional, and this is just a guess. Zhang Shiyang didn't seem to feel much about these, he just walked forward, as if he knew the way.

"Hey, you're walking so fast, you know the way."

"It's the same in the basement, keep going forward, turn left and down, behind the iron door."

"Hehe, you're really right."

The iron door is still rusty, but this time there is no lock, and although the shaft is rusty and becomes an iron lump, it can still be pushed open with some strength.

Sure enough, there was water in the basement.

I don't know how much silt is deposited in the half-meter-deep water, and the smell is bad when walking in it, and the key is, why does there seem to be something strange in this water?

"Uncle Fang, I want to ask you a question."

He stopped in front of me, and I had to stop, "What's the problem?" ā€

"Uncle Fang, do you know anything about that incident nine years ago?"

I was speechless for a while when he asked, but he saw that I didn't speak, and asked again, "Is the owner of this small bungalow related to the incident nine years ago, and did he participate in that archaeological operation?" ā€

I was right now, and all I could feel was a buzzing in my head, something I would never want to recall, but he saw it.

"You're thinking too much!" I pretended to be relaxed and walked forward, in the dim light, I saw three rows of bookshelves neatly standing in the middle of the secret room, the things on the bookshelves were still there, I couldn't wait to walk over, pulled out a folder casually, flipped through the contents, took a long breath, and said that it was okay that they were still there.

Zhang Shiyang also walked over, touched the folders on the bookshelf, and frowned, "These folders were put in by someone in the last few days." ā€

"Impossible!" I panicked, "No one can come into this place except me." ā€

Zhang Shiyang seemed to see through everything, "Uncle Fang, this is just your idea, you come to these folders, it's so humid here, these document bags shouldn't be so dry." ā€

I reached over and wiped them down, and sure enough, the bags were very dry, not at all like they had been sitting here for more than a year.

Why didn't I find such an obvious problem?

I immediately opened one and looked at it, and my heart suddenly felt cold, because it was all white paper.

"This can't be?" I opened another file bag, and it was still a blank sheet of paper.

Continue to dismantle, still blank paper!

I actually felt weak in my legs, stumbled a few steps and almost fell.

Zhang Shiyang looked at me, his eyes were full of sympathy.

"Uncle Fang, the things here should have been replaced one after another, and moreover, it was between this year and half a year."

"A year?" A trace of uneasiness suddenly welled up in my heart, and my frightened eyes swept the secret room with the flashlight, and there was nothing left except three bookshelves!

Is that him?

The person I could think of in my head, the person who could fit into this villa, except for me and the owner who was already dead, I was left with him as the only one left.

Grasshoppers, only this grasshopper that I picked up and took home and ate and lived with me all day long is likely to notice this in the information I inadvertently revealed.

I was thinking about it when I suddenly felt as if I was stepping on a fragment under my feet, and I bent down to fish it out of the water to see that it was really a fragment of a bronze vessel.

Moreover, how to follow the pattern on this fragment...... (To be continued.) )