Thirty years ago. Spring 1982. In Sichuan near the Hengduan Mountains in the area, one night suddenly thunderstormed, heavy rain for three days and three nights, washed away a lot of crops and houses, the loss of the disaster is incalculable, but what is shocking is that after the heavy rain, in the low-lying place of the Hengduan Mountain Range, it suddenly collapsed dozens of meters into the ground, 100 meters long and wide, forming a huge sinkhole!

Coupled with the storm that had just fallen, the water in the pit was as deep as two or three meters, and there were countless dried corpses and rotting bones floating on the water, as well as bottles and jars. According to the incomplete statistics of the day and night investigation of the Disaster Bureau at that time, there were tens of thousands of floating corpses and dry bones in the pit that day!

Soon after the incident, this incident shocked the Geological Bureau and the Cultural Relics Bureau at that time, and immediately, the local Cultural Relics Bureau jointly sent the best local cultural relics archaeologists, a total of more than 20 people, (all belong to the local elite.) After receiving the order, he rushed to the local area without stopping and began the archaeological work.

"Wow! This pit is so big! Like an abyss," exclaimed a young girl with long curly hair in the archaeological team, looking at the giant pit ahead. She has a thick black hair, like a black waterfall pouring down from the top of her head, it is not soft, charming, but toned, free and easy, with a very simple and natural charm.

The crowd also turned their heads to the young girl's cry and whispered in amazement.

"Alright, everyone, get ready, check the equipment, and go down to the pit to investigate in a moment," said a burly man at the front of the team, carrying a burden on his shoulder, to the members of the archaeological team who were whispering. The big man was in the prime of life, about twenty years old, and he was very tall. But there are a lot of gray hairs. There was no smile on his face.

"Oh,"

Immediately, everyone stopped the whispering noise, all nodded, and immediately began to take off their backpacks and organize their burdens, without the slightest reply to the big man's words, as if they were afraid of him.

"Professors! Experts! You're coming! At this time, from the inside of the sinkhole, a few people came out, and the leader smiled at the dozens of archaeological team members.

"Director Shan, what the hell is this?" The big man at the front of the team asked the obese "leader" in front of him.

"Well, I don't know, none of the archaeological team members in our small county have surveyed it, it's up to you," Director Shan said after a moment's thought.

"Well," Dahan nodded, and then said to the archaeological team members behind him: "While it's dark every day, let's hurry up and prepare, go down and have a look." ”

"Yes!" The dozens of team members behind him answered, and then prepared to prepare, all walking towards the huge pit full of corpses and rotting bones.

"What a smell, so bad!" The group walked around the crater, and the young girl covered her nose and raised her right hand to her mouth, questioning. Everyone else sniffed with their noses and nodded.

"It's the smell of decomposing corpses. Didn't you say that there were tens of thousands of corpses under this huge pit," the big man explained. "Okay, don't guess, get the rope ready, clean the water and sludge from the wall along the pit wall, and start surveying tomorrow morning!" Immediately, the big man waved his hand.

Immediately, after some preparation, everyone tied the nylon rope for mountaineering and began to go down to the pit to clean the water and sludge on the wall.

The next morning, after assigning tasks, everyone went down to the pit again. Take the brush and detector in your hand to detect the soil on the wall and whether there are any special cultural relics.

"Huh? , how can there be porcelain from the Northern Song Dynasty here! A middle-aged man with glasses took out a broken porcelain jar from the water, and then looked at the carvings under the porcelain jar and said in surprise. Because just now they judged from the corpses that those corpses died within a few years, and it could not be more than 10 years, and the Northern Song Dynasty was not just a few decades away from now...

Dahan looked at the porcelain jar in the middle-aged man's hand and frowned, and then said to several archaeological team members who were working in the pit: "Everyone is now working hard to find the porcelain and see if the carvings on it are all from the Northern Song Dynasty!" “

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In this way, the archaeological team dug from morning to evening, a total of more than a dozen porcelain and plates, and the carvings on them were all from the Northern Song Dynasty.

"How is this possible, if these are all Northern Song Dynasty, then how can those corpses be explained, more than 800 years, they can still be so intact, even if they are soaked in water, they will rot!" The middle-aged man exclaimed. The man with his short, stiff-brushed gray hair resembles a sorghum flower on top of it. Yellow eyes.

"I also surveyed the terrain at noon today, this is a sinkhole close to the circle, there is no structure of an ancient tomb, if you want to investigate further, you have to dig out the water in this huge pit, and then dig it deep again," the big man who led the team looked at the people with puzzled faces.

There was nothing better to do, and they all nodded in agreement.

The next day, with the approval of the Cultural Affairs Bureau of the address, everyone called several trenchers to empty the water, but after hollowing out, the smell was even more unpleasant, and the rotting corpses in the ground were piled up, some of the heads were full of blood, some of the brains had shrunk, and there were no arms, etc. A lot of flies, flying insects, and so on on the corpse. It makes people feel like throwing up when they look at it, and it's very disgusting.

Later, the trencher dug under the pit for three more days, and in three days, the depth of the pit was raised to more than 30 meters, and there were more and more corpses and rotting bones inside. On the fourth day, the archaeological team members prepared and began to continue to go deep into the pit to explore the mysteries of construction・・・・・・

30 years later... 2012.

I took the "corpse diary" left by the second uncle in my hand, and I couldn't help but have many questions, why didn't the second uncle write it after they went into the pit? , why does the back of this diary seem to have been torn by someone, because there are more than a dozen pages of deep tears.

"Zero~~"

At this point, my phone rang, and I came back to reality from my cumbersome thoughts and picked up the phone. "Hello? , Weizi, I have already found the clue of your second uncle, do you want to take a look in a few days? "On the phone, it was my friend Liang Meng who called me. I've been with us for a long time, and it's easier to call him Ryoko, a nickname I've been calling since I was very young.

Ryoko has a golden hair, although she doesn't look very delicate, but it's also very attractive. The body is very strong, giving people a sense of boundless security, and he used to train in taekwondo for five years. So the kung fu on the fists and feet is also very good. He is also very calm, no matter what it is, he never panics. is knowledgeable and young, and is the first choice for many girls.

Moreover, in the few years he was in the academy, the computer technology was also first-class, and there was no code that he could not decipher. He is also one of our "mechanics", but he is always smiling.

He knew that I had been investigating the matter of my second uncle's corpse being fished out back then, and he had wasted a lot of time and mind trying to find out what happened back then. Of course, and most importantly, his father was also in the missing archaeological team.

"Oh, where is that?" I nodded, and then asked quickly.

"Tomorrow morning, at the Red Star Restaurant,"

"Oh," I nodded, and hung up.

By the way, my name is Wang Wei, my friends call me Weizi, I don't know how to recite poetry or have that kind of leisure and elegance, I am just an aspiring young man who graduated from an archaeological college and a material university.

As for why I looked for my second uncle, because when he gave this diary to my father, he said not to open it, and to keep it for his next generation, and he wanted me to open it after 30 years, that is, me, and I had to graduate from college! Or when you're a junior in college! Then when I opened it last month, I saw the words written on the last page of the diary: "When you see this diary, if I am missing, or I don't know where I went, I must follow the clues in this diary and do my best to find all the events I was involved in at that time!" , which contains the great secrets of China's largest cultural relics and national treasures!! ”

So I did my research at the University of Geosciences and started to look for my second uncle・・・・・・

And the big man twenty years ago was my second uncle - Wang Kui

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