"This manuscript can't be sent" The editor-in-chief took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes with both hands, as if he didn't believe that this manuscript was written by Lu Tian himself.

"Why can't you send it?" Lu Tian asked suspiciously.

"I know this paleographer named Li Yun, we had a relationship a few years ago, and most of the content of the manuscript you wrote is true, but you said that you went to interview it in person, which is somewhat ridiculous."

At this point, the editor-in-chief suddenly stopped, wiped the lenses of his glasses with his hand, and put them back on the bridge of his nose.

"Editor-in-chief, I really went to interview in person, how can this deceive you, I write every manuscript carefully, you should know this!" Lu Tian felt very aggrieved, and the editor-in-chief didn't believe him.

The editor-in-chief said: "Lu Tian, it's not that I don't believe you, you know? This oracle expert is no longer in this world! Three years ago, he died of a myocardial infarction, and it is said that someone questioned his research results, and his heart stopped beating in a fit of anger, which is really sad! After the editor-in-chief finished speaking, he looked at Lu Tian with suspicious eyes again.

"You said how can you interview a dead person, isn't this haunted, it's really a mess!" The editor-in-chief was a little angry as he spoke.

It's not in this world, how is it possible, I interviewed him yesterday, is this still fake?

Lu Tian couldn't believe the words of the editor-in-chief, could it be that I really bumped into a ghost! Lu Tian's pores began to enlarge, and his hair stood on end.

Lu Tian picked up the manuscript he wrote on the editor-in-chief's desk and said to the editor-in-chief: "I have to go out and confirm it, and after saying that, he ran out of the editor-in-chief's office."

Lu Tian heard the editor-in-chief behind his back, shook his head and said: "This kid, what kind of evil has he fallen into, he made such a big joke with me, how could he write such an unreliable manuscript, it is really elusive." ”

Walking out of the editor-in-chief's office, Lu Tian was really a little confused, could it really be as the editor-in-chief said, this oracle bone expert Li Yun is no longer in this world, how is this possible?

Lu Tian hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone number of the whistleblower, strange? The automatic voice prompt on the mobile phone said: "You are dialing an empty number, please confirm and then dial" Lu Tian redialed it a few more times, still prompting an empty number, Lu Tian was stunned for a few minutes, and then slumped on the chair in the office.

No, I've got to figure it out.

Lu Tian walked out of the newspaper office, beckoned a taxi on the side of the road, and he told the driver to No. 54 Civilian Road in the eastern suburbs. The taxi driver responded, "Oh, it's the demolition area in the eastern suburbs, I know the place." With that, he started the car.

After a while, the taxi pulled Lu Tian to Guangming Road in the eastern suburbs, the driver parked the car on the side of the road, and said apologetically: "I can only go here, there is no road ahead, and there is an old house reconstruction and demolition area in front, and the car can't get in." ”

Lu Tian paid and got out of the car.

The scenery in front of me is really different from yesterday, yesterday it was still a residential area, but now some of the houses here have collapsed, and some of the walls have big red demolition letters written on them, it seems that this place has not been inhabited for a long time, and people have moved from here for some time.

Lu Tian found a street sign on a wall that was about to collapse, and it read - Civilian Road. Yes, it was here that Lu Tian began to look for No. 54 Civilian Road along the alley where the wall had collapsed and was in disarray.

Finally found the small courtyard that I came to yesterday, the wall of the small courtyard has collapsed, and the big iron gate on the wall is gone, Lu Tian saw a discarded house number in a waste stone rubble, he picked it up and looked at it, it was written - No. 54 Civilian Road.

This house number was bent by masonry, and after a few rains, it had been covered with a layer of red rust, but the bold characters on it Lu Tian still remembered as new.

Who threw this here? Could it be some kind of hint to me? Lu Tian walked into the small courtyard tremblingly while guessing, the door of the wing room was gone, and the windows had been removed, like two big open mouths.

The small fire kang was still there, and the kang mat was gone, revealing the brick and earth structure. A broken bookshelf has been discarded in the corner, and there is not a single book on the shelf, and it seems that this place has been abandoned for a long time.

Lu Tian thought: Isn't this the room I came to yesterday? Now it's like a world away, can I travel through time and space yesterday? Lu Tian wondered if he had really been here yesterday.