Dream of Tomb Raiders Notes

Chapter 9 Silk Book

Hangzhou Museum.Wu Xie quietly put the bull's head in the museum and was walking towards the car.

People coming and going, mixed with noisy voices.A few people came out from the main entrance, and said anxiously: "Jiang Ju's car is here, hurry up!"

Wu Xie and Young Master High walked leisurely, looked at the row of cars behind them, and smiled knowingly.

A middle-aged man got out of the car and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

The female assistant said: "Jiang Ju, Jiang Ju, a bull head from the Qing Dynasty suddenly appeared in the office!" As she said, she took Jiang Ju back.

Jiang Ju asked, "Who sent it?"

"I do not know!"

"Jiang Ju, I don't know who the person who gave the bull's head is, I have searched everywhere."

"Check all the surveillance cameras, and find them out for me!"

in the car. High put his legs together and said very freely, "Wu Xie, have you left your name?"

Wu Xie turned his head, gave High a short look, and said, "Have you ever seen someone who left a name for a good deed?" Then, he looked at him with an incredulous expression, "You don't know how to leave a name, do you?"

High waved his hands less, and said, "How is that possible? What are you thinking?" He turned around and took the things behind him, and handed them to Wu Xie, "Here, here you are, the rags to wrap the cow's head."

"Why do you still keep this rag?" Wu Xie took it, looked at it carefully, and said, "This thangka is a bit strange." Attracting Young Master High to look over, Wu Xie touched the edge of the rag , pulled out something, like a piece of cloth...

Young Master High asked curiously, "What is this?"

Wu Xie frowned, looked at the writing on the cloth, and said uncertainly: "This thing seems to have recorded something."

Young Master High was disappointed immediately, and said, "Axi! I thought I found something good! Let's go, I'm going to be exhausted today..."

"Why are you so uncurious?" He said, taking back the rag again.

Wu Xie's home.

Wu Xie fiddled with fried rice with eggs, and said to High, "Do you feel something is wrong?"

He leaned against the wall and said, "Hey, look! It has been three days since I was able to anonymously donate the bull's head to the cultural relics management office, but there is no news report."

High raised his eyebrows less, and said to Wu Xie, "What? You want to be famous?"

"If I wanted to be famous, I would have already donated with drums and drums." Wu Xie said seriously, "But for such a big event, there is no movement at all, don't you find it strange? This shows that there is nothing special about this bull head. place."

High listened less, and was a little excited: "What?! There's nothing special about it, so why are we desperately sending it back?"

Wu Xie ignored him and continued: "Although it is a cultural relic, it is nothing special in terms of appearance, completeness of preservation, and archaeological value. Since there is nothing special, why did the group The mercenaries are chasing after us? Chasing us all the way?"

The two looked at each other, and instantly thought of the rag.

Wu Xie put the silk book on the table and said, "If the target of these mercenaries is this silk book..."

High snapped his fingers: "Then there must be something in this silk book!"

Wu Xie nodded, and Young Master High continued: "Then is this thing worth more than that bull's head?"

Wu Xie sighed, and said, "Looking at their menacing appearance, it seems that there is such a possibility..."

"Ah? Then don't we have to go to the Cultural Relics Protection and Management Office again?" Young Master High said.

Wu Xie shook his head: "Don't panic, we haven't figured out what is on this silk book yet!"

Wu Xie suddenly thought of something, his family is in the antique business, why go to others to see it? !He pulled out the stool and sat down.

High Shao picked up the phone and took a picture of the silk scroll.

Wu Xie said, "Hey! Look!" As he spoke, he pointed to the marks on the left side again, "From this side, there are obvious marks of tearing and sawing."

"There are traces of tearing and sawing on the left side..." Miss High repeated.

Wu Xie looked at Young Master High who was fiddling with the phone next to him, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Ah? Oh, I'm looking for someone to consult, you continue to talk." Wu Xie gave him a white look, High said less, and typed with his hands, "There are obvious traces of tearing and sawing on the left side. What does this mean?"

"Except for this side, the other three sides are well preserved, indicating that there is a second silk scroll."

"what?!"

High Shao posted the picture of the silk book on the Internet to ask for help from netizens, and attracted a beautiful archaeological girl Chen Chengcheng who brought the other half of the silk book, which she found from her aunt's relics.

Wu Xie put the two parts of the silk script together, but after looking through the dictionary, she still couldn't understand the meaning.At this time, he received a text message from his third uncle Wu Sansheng.

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