073, inheritance (1/2)

"I was, how, coming down from the mountain?"

Holding a paper cup of hot water in his hand, Xu Nian didn't understand what they meant.

The question is repeated word for word.

Her expression was indeed confused.

The two men exchanged glances imperceptibly, one stood by Xu Nian's bedside, and the other still sat on the chair on the side, continuing to ask.

"Well, yes, we're still asking that.

Can you still remember how you got down from the mountain? ”

Xu Nian was still at a loss.

Seeing the young girl's expression, the two men in the room looked at each other again, and the person with the notebook took out his mobile phone and said, "Do you know what time it is?" ”

Xu Nian shook his head.

The man pointed the phone screen at Xu Nian, and Xu Nian looked at the time a little sluggishly.

4/18/2124

She covered her head, and the fever made her think a little slower.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly.

It's been more than two days?

She's been in a coma for two days?

Putting the hot steam in front of her nose, she felt a little more comfortable, and then she whispered, "I don't know, I was carried down from the mountain." ”

Xu Nian said affirmatively.

"Are you sure? Are you sure you're being carried down the mountain? ”

The man asked unquestioningly.

"I'm sure."

Xu Nian replied.

"You can't be carried down from the mountain, classmate Xu Nian, this is news."

The man took the mobile phone and continued to press it a few times, and handed it to Xu Nian, who took a look at it and found that the news on the phone was the news from the previous days.

[Flash floods broke out, and six places in Xiangxi were hit by mudslides......]

[Frequent outbreaks of extreme weather ......]

【Announcement on the Protection of Tourists in the Deep Mountains of the Mountains......】

clicked on the news, and Xu Nian found that what was said above was one thing.

It was here that extreme weather was encountered, with too much rain and mudslides.

Many mountain roads have been cut off.

Now there are many professionals who are restoring traffic and electricity, and although Xu Nian's brain is dull, she has also figured out what happened, and understands why these people asked her so.

By the time she was descending, a flash flood had already erupted.

She should be buried in the mud.

It shouldn't be here.

She looked up a little helplessly, feeling that she was at a loss for words.

"I was really carried down from the mountain, and those who carried me down can testify, and there are six of them?"

Xu Nian turned his head, wanting to see where the six or seven people were.

The man standing at the head of her bed told her to calm down.

"Herein lies the problem."

The man sitting looked at her and said, "You came down alone, classmate Xu Nian, when you were found, you were at the gate of the township health center, and you still have a student ID card on your body to prove your identity and blood type."

You still have a raincoat on your body, and you look very well protected, but the problem is that it was already raining at that time, and the entrance to the township clinic was a dirt road.

There were no footprints, only your stretcher, which landed at the door, and Dr. Zhou said that she heard someone knocking on the door at night, and when she opened the door, she was lying on the ground.

It's like you're coming by yourself, but it's not right, you can't carry a stretcher and walk down the mountain by yourself, and we don't find your footprints.

You're like, well, the kind that flew over and got wings. ”

Hear the words.

Xu Nian was shocked and couldn't speak.

Standing at the head of the bed, the man who observed Xu Nian's expression also spoke appropriately: "The road on the mountain has long been washed away by the torrent.

Your archaeological team is already trapped in the mountains.

Nobody came down.

Even the satellite phone can't be connected, and now the rescue team has organized a rescue into the mountain, and even the helicopter has been dispatched, but because the weather is too bad, the helicopter has to land several times, but fortunately, the supplies of the camp on the mountain are enough, and more professional rescuers have arrived, rest assured, it will be fine.

So, we thought, is it okay to send you to a bigger hospital.

Also, can you tell us what happened to the camp on the mountain? ”

The two continued to observe the little girl's expression carefully, and found that the little girl was shocked and stunned, so they opened their mouths to ask other questions.

Because of this problem, they can't figure it out.

This thing is really outrageous.

It's just outrageous, he gives outrageous to the door.

Outrageous home!

Even if these two are well-informed.

This scene.

They really haven't seen it.

……

Mountain, camp.

The rain was pouring down, and the lightning was like a whip.

They are still in a safe area, even if flash floods and mudslides erupt, they will be fine for the time being.

Security is assured.

Inside the camp.

Professor Han sat in the camp in despair.

In such bad weather, the power generation equipment is still working, and there is no shortage of food, although everyone is anxious, but it is not to collapse.

But.

The disappearance of the senior brother and the disappearance of Xu Nian.

Or to the whole camp, filled with an ominous atmosphere.

It's a classic Blizzard Villa mode.

An isolated island manor, with all communication cut off, no high technology, only a brutal murderer, who is killing.

Professor Han sat down in a chair and took out several vacuum-packed notebooks from his backpack.

In front of him, these work notes are not his.

It's been some years.

It's his teacher's.

Work notes are something that must be recorded in all kinds of extremely harsh environments, and they always have to leave something behind for the world.

These are the excellent qualities that Professor Han has learned from the teachers he has given him.

Leave a mark.

These things in front of him are also the precious treasures left to him by his teacher and his teacher's teacher.

Archaeology, a continuous inheritance, a treasure weighing more than 1,000 catties.

He intended to leave these things to Dye Wisdom, so that Dye Wisdom would inherit his mantle and his work notes.

But it's a pity that Dye Wisdom can't get these things.

Professor Han knew that Dye Wisdom was probably dead.

Or, life is better than death?

Professor Han opened the notebook in front of him.

Although Professor Han had read these words thousands of times, he still did not want to believe them.

Professor Han's teacher is also an archaeologist.

It's just that this archaeology master.

When he retired in old age, there was some "late insecurity".

He put forward many "fallacies and heresies" that even he, as an expert, could not justify.

Criticized.

Even Professor Han actually did not believe in the conclusions of his teacher in his later years.

Because obviously, these conclusions of the teacher are a bit too civilian.

There are also no excavated artifacts that would prove his point.

In desperation, the teacher has gone to some foreign universities and explained his ideas, which is quite popular, but the problem is that the people who contact him and are willing to believe him are not professionals.

He was approached by some non-governmental organizations such as the "Bigfoot Club" and the "Werewolf Foundation".

But now.

Professor Han opened the teacher's work notes, rubbed his face with both hands, took out his mobile phone, took pictures of all these words, turned on the computer, and stuffed it into a USB flash drive.

Install the USB flash drive again.

In this way, even if everyone in the camp dies.

These things can also be preserved.