Chapter 470: Roster
Compared with modern technology, the previous decoration technology is relatively backward, even if it is a large family, it is impossible to make a variety of color floor tiles.
The appearance of a piece of the puzzle at the end of the puzzle is really a bit unreasonable.
I followed Ji Canghai's gaze, and the ground was really a black and white puzzle.
The whole puzzle is square in shape, with the odd number being placed in black and the even number being white.
At first glance, it looks a bit like a Sudoku game.
But after looking at it for a while, I immediately noticed that something was wrong.
Yin and yang, black and white, edges and corners on all sides, this is not a puzzle, it is a town thing!
I looked back and saw a rusty hammer poking at the wall outside the door.
I picked up the hammer and smashed it on the ground, and to my surprise, this seemingly sturdy white marble was actually very fragile.
Within a few clicks, the hole in the ground was revealed.
I shook it with a flashlight, and immediately there was something!
I pondered back and forth, and the sun was just right now, so I should be able to ensure safety.
I carefully gouged out the box from the pit and gently blew the dust off it.
The dust flew away, revealing a nearly weathered sheet of paper.
Perhaps it is because of the age and the writing with a brush that it is extremely difficult to distinguish.
Ji Canghai leaned over and took a look: "What is written? It's like a ghost."
I held the box and carefully identified it, and saw the three big characters on it clearly.
"Books."
I pointed to the words, looked at Ji Canghai and asked, "Look at it, is it written in the collection book?"
Ji Canghai grinned: "I'm illiterate, how can I understand this thing?"
I've never heard of anything like this, and out of curiosity, I wanted to open this box.
However, the iron lock hanging underneath put me in trouble again.
"Leave it to me!" Ji Canghai smiled proudly, "I can drive!"
"When are you going to do this again?"
"Okay for you!"
I saw Ji Canghai pick up the hammer with one hand and smash it down according to the iron lock.
Not to mention the iron locks, even the box was shattered into slag!
He flicked the hammer and patted the dust off his hand.
"That's it!"
"You're ......," I hesitated, but gave a thumbs up, "You're pretty good at picking locks."
And I have secretly sworn in my heart that I must let Ji Canghai stay away from Xiaobai.
Xiaobai's madness has spread to him.
The box was destroyed, and immediately something appeared.
Ji Canghai scratched his scalp and muttered, "Isn't this the magic weapon you use?"
Looking at the Tianguan seal that fell out of the box, I began to bite it in my heart.
The black and white yin and yang on the floor tiles are all occupied, and there is also the final payment, which is obviously a town thing.
But this doesn't make sense, it can't be a heavenly official seal sealed with a town thing, right?
It can't be two Taoist priests fighting, right?
"And the book."
Ji Canghai bent down and picked up a booklet from a cloud of dust.
I opened it and saw that it was full of slow names, and there were silver taels written on the back.
I've never seen anything like this.
"Let's find Uncle Ya."
I pulled out my phone and called it directly.
On the phone, I tried to describe this thing as accurately as possible, and when I finished speaking, Uncle Ya was obviously stunned.
"How can you still see this thing?"
He muttered to himself, and I quickly asked, "What does this thing say?"
"You turn to the last page of the booklet, do you have a red handprint on it?"
I turned the book to the end according to Uncle Ya's wishes, and it was all in his hands.
"Uncle, what the hell is this?"
"That's the roster." Uncle Ya's tone was a little heavier: "It was left after the funeral."
it!
In this way, is there not a mass grave under our feet?
On the other end of the phone, Uncle Ya's voice came again.
According to him, the names of the people in this booklet are all prisoners of war, and no one cares if they die.
But in the era when there are wars everywhere, there are countless people who take advantage of the opportunity.
As soon as the war was over, some corrupt officials began to make a move, pressing the names of the missing soldiers on the prisoners of war.
In this way, a large amount of money can be struck out of the country.
When the family members are notified to claim the body, they will find a random corpse that cannot be seen and fool around, and then give a symbolic amount of travel expenses.
This matter is basically in the past, and the silver in vain has re-flowed into the pockets of some people.
Ji Canghai and I listened, and fell silent at the same time.