There are indeed two similar records in my previous collections, one is that of Emperor Yongzheng, who wrote that his state at the time of his violent death was "red eyes flowing gold"; The other is the theft of Cixi's tomb, a tomb robber who escaped from the main tomb array later described Cixi's appearance in the coffin as "the body and skin are like living people, but the eyes are too scary, so wide, red, the rivers and mountains are painted into her hands like that, and she can't see it...... The tears shed by the rich and noble people are different from ordinary people, they are gold, stains, gold in their eyes, and they must still be the daughters of rich and noble families after reincarnation. ”

The sentence that wrote Yongzheng in front of it comes from the wild history "Thousand Autumns and Generations", and the back paragraph is the words of a storyteller recorded by an idler, which tells the story of Sun Dianying's army who went through thousands of dangers to rob the tomb of Cixi and stole gold and silver treasures.

I searched the Internet for the term "red eyes flowing gold", but I didn't find any useful information, only two pages mentioned that one is a certain strange force, and the other is more reliable, saying that the ancients in order to prevent the body from decomposing after death, will drink some metal-containing drugs before swallowing, in order to play a role in embalming, these drugs will make the corpse flow out of liquid gold, Egypt also used this method in ancient times, it has long been lost, it is said that this requires a lot of suffering.

I don't understand this, since it is a way to preserve the body, what kind of pain is there at all, how can people be miserable when they are dead?

But I didn't really care about it, after all, they were all claims found on the Internet, and the credibility was very low, so I've seen it.

I carefully analyzed the dream I had that day, most of the scenes came from the description of the girl in the second "Call from Hell" that Peng Liang gave me, the part of the broken mechanism to start the stone gate is a bit far-fetched, how can there be such a simple mechanism to crack, and I was operating by feeling at the time, so that part is completely the logic of the dream, of course, it may also be the logic of my deep memory projected into the dream, who knows. I thought that maybe my subconscious knew that it was a dream at the time, so I took the risk of pressing the stone button on the wall.

Only the old man with white hair and white beard in front of the coffin was the strangest, so impressive that it was still vivid in my mind a few days later, and I felt more and more that he had no ill will towards me at all, and finally looked at my gaze, as if it was sad and loving, which made me think that this old man should be a character in my sealed memory, and the bell on the curtain of Peng Liang's house opened a crack in my memory, so I dreamed of him.

Putting aside the old man, based on the girl's description of the scene in the tomb of Jin Jue in "Call from Hell" and all other clues, regardless of whether King Jin Jue is Fusu or the heir of Fusu, at least the legend about his tomb must be true, and the nine thousand dead soldiers who accompanied the burial used special embalming treatment, and stood in the darkness of the vast forest for at least a thousand years.

It's horrible.

It's a crazy story beyond the imagination, and the more you think about it, the more thrilling it becomes.

For a moment, I even developed a fear of myself.

Who am I?

Why is my memory so horrible that it doesn't really sound like it's real?

On this day, Liu Yimin came to the hospital to visit Mr. Bai after work, and I happened to be there, so he told me about the investigation of He Zhiqin in the past few days.

He Zhiqin's two daughters are studying in Canada, and the annual expenses are as high as hundreds of thousands, and his wife is a professional housewife who does not have any economic income, but spends a lot of money every month, judging from the credit card bill, she spent 260,000 yuan on shopping in Hong Kong last week alone. It is impossible to use He Zhiqin's income, so I investigated it in-depth and found that in March 2011, He Zhiqin's uncle died, leaving them a huge inheritance, the will and inheritance procedures are complete, there is no problem, and then dig deeper, and find that the uncle was completely poor during his lifetime, relying on He Zhiqin for several years, and finally when he was sick and dying, he went out for a walk one day and bought a few lottery tickets, and directly won the jackpot of more than 10 million, and the inheritance is this money.

Liu Yimin asked me to ask him to find out if He Zhiqin was because of the economic process, if so, there may really be a problem here, using lottery tickets to launder money is nothing new, but it happened more than four years ago, and if you want to go back and investigate, it will take a lot of procedures, and it will definitely alarm He Zhiqin.

I quickly shook my head: "Don't, don't check, don't check, that's all, that's it, I just know." ”

Then he said thank you to him many times, turned away, and strode outside.

The weather was so good, the sun was so bright and bright, I couldn't open my eyes, I sat in the car and thought quietly for a while, and became more and more sure that He Zhiqin had a problem.

The things of the world are nothing more than money and love, and he is the former.

Xiaohai called and asked me where I was, I said in the parking lot of the hospital, she told me to wait, and hung up the phone without explaining anything, five minutes later she appeared, banged on the co-pilot's window, I rolled down the window, and asked her what was the situation.

She half-squinted her eyes and said impatiently: "What's the situation, there's no situation, take your ride to Huaxiang Road." ”

I almost screamed and said, "I'm not going to go around there, it's not going to be a good way." ”

She was even more impatient and banged on the car door: "One foot on the accelerator, so much nonsense!" ”

I opened the door and let her in, reversed the car and turned around and drove towards Huaxiang Road as she instructed, and asked her where she was on Huaxiang Road. Answer the ancestor cake shop there. I was quite surprised, and thought for a while: "Hey, no, it's not your birthday, it's not Yafeng's birthday, what are you doing at the ancestor cake shop?" ”

She said, "What? But can't you let me eat cake on my birthday? ”

I laughed out loud and said, "I'm going to die, I've been messing with Yafeng for a long time, and my accent is running north." ”

She looked at me with a look of arrogance on her face, not bothering to pay attention to me. I still felt strange and said, "I didn't say that I wouldn't let you eat cake on your birthday, but you are usually so hard that you are reluctant to buy a popsicle on the side of the road, why are you willing to buy the cake of the ancestor?" Do you know how expensive the ancestral cake is? ”

She glared at her again and said, "Swipe your card!" ”

I was choked by her words.

I sent her to the door of the Yuanzu Cake Shop and asked if I wanted to wait for her, she hesitated for two seconds, and said that she still wanted to go to the shopping mall next to her, and it was not a good time, so she didn't have to wait, she should be busy and busy. I laughed again, the northeastern accent she learned from Bai Yafeng was so awkward that she couldn't laugh without laughing. This time, she really didn't bother to pay attention to me, got out of the car and pedaled away, and went right into the Yintai Mall.

I think that today must be an important day for her and Bai Yafeng, otherwise she would not be willing to spend money indiscriminately, no matter whose money it is.

Then I opened my phone and looked at the date, thinking that in a few days, it was my birthday, and then I would also buy an ancestor cake, which should be very large, and everyone who was good to me could get a piece.

I didn't wait for Xiaohai on the side of the road, but turned back to the hospital to see Li Xu, and told her about the recent investigation and suspicions about He Zhiqin, and the two of them buried their heads in analyzing various possibilities and what might happen next.

Regarding the two sets of lists in Dai Wenjing's book, Li Xu agrees with my thoughts, the senior officials of the regime on the list should be the "above" that has been legendary for a long time, otherwise things would not have been able to have such a big situation, the research center's land occupation, scale, construction, various advanced instruments, expert strength, the privilege of giving the green light all the way during the investigation, etc., etc., without a strong background and deep financial support, it will definitely not be possible.

And Li Xu increasingly believes that Shi Yan also has a share, at least indirectly, if their family really has a relative who is a big official in Beijing, that relative is definitely a member of the "top", maybe a very important part.

For Li Xu, this is an extremely painful inference. The beautiful friendship between her and Shi Ling was suddenly mixed with the smell of conspiracy, and she had to doubt her whole life.

In the evening, I went to the restaurant outside alone and ordered a few dishes, packed and prepared to take them back to the hospital, just walked to the side of the road in my hand, the mobile phone rang, I changed the bags in both hands to one hand, took out the mobile phone and then the phone stood in front of the sidewalk with difficulty and looked at the traffic and waited to cross the road, the autumn wind was blowing, and the leaves of the sycamore were flying everywhere.

The call was from a lazy man.

He said that Shi Yan was aware that he was being followed, as if he had called someone to talk to, and then since yesterday morning, there have been suspicious people near his house and in the places where he usually moves, it should be plainclothes police, but he is not too sure, and asked me if I would pause for two days before making plans.

I thought about it, told him to wait for a decision, and then hung up his phone and immediately called Chang Kun and asked him if Shi Yan had contacted him recently. He said no. I asked him to call the people in the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau to see if Shi Yan had contacted them. He said yes.

Then soon, the phone came back and said, "Yes, indeed." ”

Chang Kun said: "The night before yesterday, Shi Yan called one of his former subordinates in the bureau and said that he didn't feel right in and out in the past two days, as if he was being followed by someone. That subordinate arranged for a few auxiliary police officers to go over to check the situation, and they didn't find anything yesterday or today, and they will be withdrawn tomorrow after another day of observation, and you ask your people to stop tracking first. ”

So I called back to the old lazy again, explained the situation, and told them to pause.

Then, anyway, there is no need to follow him, just chat with him about love, do you eat on time, sleep on time, go out and add more clothes, where will this be, whatever, it's all some nonsense about love, talking and laughing, talking and laughing.

Just as the traffic was decreasing and I was about to cross the street, Dai Furong's urgent and panicked scream suddenly came from the other end of the phone: "Be careful! ”

Those two words pierced my heart for a moment.

With Dai Furong's scream, the lazy mobile phone fell to the ground, and there was a crackling noise on the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of limbs falling to the ground and the sound of sudden running.