Li Bing yawned and pushed open the window. A gust of cold wind blew in his face, which lifted Li Bing's spirits, which was already drowsy, and he felt extremely comfortable.

Late at night in Nanjing, in early autumn, there is no longer the hustle and bustle of the day. Li Bing turned off the lights in the laboratory, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the floor from the window, making it seem extremely quiet and peaceful. Looking at the drum tower in the northeast corner not far away, which made the neon lights outline a distinct outline, Li Bing habitually raised his wrist, and the blue hands on the luminous watch had overlapped together, and it was already 12 o'clock in the evening. Li Bing felt so hungry that he decided to leave the lab, go to the night stall for a drink, and then go back to rest.

Just as he was about to leave the laboratory, he suddenly thought of something, and put a letter on the table and a small stone drum into his bag. As he walked down the dimly lit corridor, he suddenly heard a bell ringing from the other side of the drum tower. Li Bing thought it strange that since he came to Nanjing University to study for a master's degree in archaeology, he never seemed to have heard the drum tower in the northeast of Nanjing University sound a bell to tell the time. Li Bing thought to himself that maybe it was because he was too nervous about his studies, and because of the hustle and bustle of the city, he usually didn't notice it.

Walking out of the west gate of Nanjing University, Li Bing habitually came to his favorite stall after studying, ordered a plate of screws, a lobster and a plate of braised eggplant, and asked for a few bottles of beer. Start drinking to your heart's content.

"Can I sit down?" A sweet voice rang in his ears. Li Bing looked up and was pleasantly surprised to find a beautiful woman wearing a white dress and a long-haired shawl standing in front of him.

Li Bing smiled and nodded, and helped the woman pull out the chair very gentlemanly. The woman in white said "thank you" very politely and sat down very elegantly opposite Li Bing.

Li Bing generously said to the woman in white: "Sitting together is fate, what does Miss want to eat?" Today I pleased. ”。

The woman in white smiled and said, "Thank you, I'm on night duty, I'm hungry, I said hello to my colleagues, and I came out to eat something casually." ”

Seeing this, Li Bing didn't ask much, turned his head and called a few dishes to the stall owner, who looked at him with surprise and didn't ask much, and then began to stir-fry the vegetables.

Li Bing immediately started talking to the woman in white, and the woman in white told him that her name was Yu Ru. To Li Bing's surprise, the woman spoke well. The two chatted very closely, Li Bing learned that she was working in the Drum Tower Hospital on the side, and when it was her turn to be on duty today, a pride in protecting the weak woman suddenly came up, and she insisted on sending Yu Ru back to the Drum Tower Hospital.

When Li Bing got up to pay the bill and beckoned Yu Ru to go with her, she seemed to hear the stall owner muttering a sentence of "neurosis", Li Bing was in a good mood, just smiled slightly, and didn't mind at all.

The two kept a distance of less than one meter, talking as they walked, and before they knew it, they had passed through the long alley by the wall of Nanda West and came to the street in front. Li Bing told Yu Ru that he rented a house here, and next door was Nanjing Children's Hospital in front of NTU.

When the two walked not far from the entrance of the Drum Tower Hospital, Yu Ru stopped and stopped talking. Li Bingleng paused for a while, and then understood that he knew that it must be Yu Ru who didn't want her acquaintances to see her walking with a strange man late at night, so he said goodbye to Yu Ru. When parting, Li Bing plucked up the courage to ask for Yu Ru's phone. Yu Ru smiled playfully: "Don't you think this kind of encounter is very romantic?" Maybe I'll go there next time I'm hungry and get you treated. ”

After Li Bingyi said goodbye, he returned to the rented place. It was a small attic of ten square meters, and the lime on the walls was already mottled, but Li Bing didn't mind, because it was cheap and quiet.

When he finished washing and lay down on the bed, he stretched comfortably, and closed his eyes to remember the wonderful encounter just now. Suddenly, Li Bing remembered the EMS in the bag, so he turned over and sat up, opened the package, and found a bank card sandwiched in it after opening the EMS.

It was sent to him by Zhao Yiming, chairman of Shanghai's Guangming Construction Group, who told Li Bing on the phone that he would send him a savings card of 100,000 yuan, in addition to the 30,000 yuan to fund Li Bing, the other 70,000 yuan for Li Bing to see what treasures could be found on the antique stalls in Nanjing.

Li Bing smiled slightly, and said to himself: "Is Mr. Zhao a prophet?" EMS happened to arrive today. ”

It turned out that after Li Bing graduated from university, he applied for Zhao Yiming's Shanghai Guangming Construction Group Company. Zhao Yiming called Li Bing to the office, held Li Bing's resume in his hand, and told Li Bing: Although Li Bing studied computer science, in view of Li Bing's expertise in history and geography, Zhao Yiming decided to sponsor him to study for a master's degree in archaeology at Nanjing University. Although Li Bing was very surprised, he was also grateful to Zhao Yiming, and immediately said that he was willing to use what he had learned to contribute all his strength to Mr. Zhao in the future.

Li Bing then boredly picked up the small stone drum and pondered it, which he had picked up at the Confucius Temple stall in Nanjing in the morning, and the stall owner told him that it was dug near the Ming Tomb of Ming Xiaoling on the Purple Mountain, and he didn't know what it was. After bargaining, Li Bing finally bought this small stone drum at a price of 200 yuan, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

Li Bing turned off the lamp, a faint ray of moonlight spilled in from the small window, looking at the bright moon in the sky, he remembered that today is the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar. He thought about what Zhao Yiming told him on the phone: Zhao Yiming would go on a long trip around July 15, and if nothing happened, he would rush back to Shanghai around 16 or 17, and asked Li Bing to wait for him to call and inform him to go to Shanghai to help him identify a few cultural relics.

Just when Li Bing was feeling a little sleepy, suddenly, a fluttering baby cry floated from nowhere. Although he knew that the children's hospital was not far away, he could not hear the baby's cry, and the cry always felt miserable, and his scalp tingled.

Although Li Bing is studying archaeology and has been exposed to a large number of folklore and supernatural stories, he does not believe that there are really ghosts and gods in this world. But where did this cry come from? Li Bing couldn't help but feel a little nervous at first, and felt more and more that the voice seemed to be slowly becoming clearer, more as if it was getting closer and closer to him.

Some legends about ghosts and gods flashed in my mind, it is said that when people are yang, ghosts and gods cannot get close, and when yang energy is insufficient and yin is deficient, ghosts and gods have a chance to approach people. Thinking of this, Li Bing was even more nervous, could it be because he often stayed up late to study some time ago and his physical strength was overdrawn, was it really because he was not yang enough to see a "ghost"?

Li Bing hurriedly turned on the table lamp, and although the darkness in front of him disappeared, the baby's cry seemed to be louder and closer. Li Bing stared at the little stone drum deadly, could it be that this thing was doing something?

Li Bing hesitated, picked up the small stone drum from the small desk, knocked it with his fingers, it seemed that it was empty, and made a dull sound with some echoes, which surprised Li Bing, and what surprised him even more was that when he beat the small stone drum, suddenly the baby's cry seemed to become farther and smaller.

Li Bing paused for a moment, listening to the movement outside with bated breath, and after a while, the baby's cry seemed to start approaching him again. Li Bing hurriedly slammed the small stone drum a few times in a row. Something strange happened, and although the little stone drum no longer seemed to echo as it had been at the first time, the baby's cry seemed to grow farther and smaller as he struck it, and finally disappeared completely.

At this time, Li Bing had begun to shake the atheist ideas that he had believed in since childhood. He was determined that from tomorrow onwards, he would look up some information about the supernatural, after all, in the future archaeological work, he would often deal with tombs and bones, whether there were ghosts or gods, it was better to be prepared than to be prepared for nothing.

Li Bing began to realize that this inconspicuous little stone drum in front of him had an incredible power, according to the stall owner, it was unearthed from the Purple Mountain, so could this small stone drum have a great deal to do with the mysterious Ming Tomb?

Ming Xiaoling is the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma buried together in the imperial mausoleum, in addition to some wooden buildings on the surface of the ground destroyed in the Qing Dynasty Xianfeng period of the Taiping Army's war, most of the tombs and the underground palace after many investigations, no tomb robbers have been excavated, has been well protected, perhaps, in the absence of enough scientific and technological support to excavate, Ming Xiaoling will not carry out any excavation archaeology like the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and the Qianling.

Li Bing decided that after dawn, he would take a small stone drum and go to the site to see the Ming Tomb again. It's just that this time it's not a trip, but he wants to get an answer in his heart that he can't say.