Tomb Raiders: Ghosts

The village head of the village watched them coming, seemed a little excited, and hurriedly greeted them.

"You...you are the scientists sent by the higher-ups?"

"Yes, my surname is Gu. This is Professor Rong, and this is Teacher Zhai. This is our ID." Professor Gu is the oldest here, so he was recommended by several teachers and professors to be the team leader.

The village chief didn't even know any big characters. He took the certificate handed over by Professor Gu, carefully looked through it, and nodded repeatedly when he saw the five-star national emblem on it.

"Professor?" Zhai Ling asked.

"Yes, which old professor is temporarily staying at my house, please come with me." The village head led the way. He probably understood what happened to the old professor, so he has been waiting for the past few days. They come over.

It turned out that more than ten days ago, in a local market, someone was selling two tricolor figurines of female figurines. Because they were covered with stains, no one cared about them. It happened to be an old professor who was visiting relatives in his hometown. I saw that the old professor had a deep research on the antiquities of the Tang Dynasty. After seeing it, he found that it was actually a genuine one. Excited, he bought these two three-color female figurines, and learned from the seller that these two The figurines were fished from the river in their village.

The old professor asked someone to take pictures of the two tricolor figurines and immediately sent a message to the capital, asking the capital to send someone to assist in the exploration. It may be that an ancient tomb was discovered here. The tomb of the popular three-color female figurines must belong to the Tang Dynasty, and the person who wants to send them to help must also have a deep research on the antiquities of the Tang Dynasty, so I thought of the ancient professor of Sichuan University who had a good relationship with the professor, so Professor Gu took advantage of this trip to bring some of his favorite disciples here.

Following the village chief into the house, I saw a vigorous and gray-haired old man in his 60s holding a magnifying glass and concentrating on a ceramic piece, completely unaware of their entry.

Seeing his old friend's eyes shining, Professor Gu turned his gaze and landed on the ceramic piece, and took a deep breath: "Tang... Tang Sancai utensil fragments."

Hearing this, the old professor finally came to his senses and looked up to see a bright smile on Professor Gu's face.

"Ah, you guys are finally here, come quickly, you've fished out a lot of treasures in that river in the past two days." Then he came over to pull Professor Gu and Professor Rong over, and the senior brother who raised his head happened to land beside Zhai Ling On Shan Ling's body, his eyes lit up: "Oh, isn't this Xiao Dan, you're here too, haha!!"

Shan Ling, who was called out suddenly, was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that the old professor might have identified the wrong person.

"Uh, professor, you got it wrong. The Xiao Dan you mentioned should be my father, Shan Xiao."

The old professor was slightly taken aback, thought for a while, and said: "Yes, yes, it has been 20 years, how can Xiao Dan still look like a little boy, um, it turned out to be Xiao Dan's child, no wonder he looks so similar, hey , No, this is a small order, and that will be a big order in the future."

As soon as these words came out, everyone had black lines all over their faces. It turned out that the old professor could tell cold jokes.

The old professor didn't care what other people thought, he waved to Shan Ling, signaled him to go over, and said to Professor Gu: "Hey, Xiao Dan is actually your student, not bad."

"No, Shan Ling is not a student of the Department of Archeology, but a student of the Department of Photography. This time, I came here to help take some photos." Professor Gu shook his head.

The old professor who was originally smiling froze, and looked at Shan Ling sharply, which shocked him a lot. He thought the old professor was going to be angry or something, but unexpectedly he burst out laughing.

"From the Department of Photography, good boy, come quickly, I have something I want you to take a picture of." Then he left Professor Gu and Professor Rong behind, and dragged Shan Ling away.

Another photography student who came with him looked at Shan Ling who had been dragged away by the old professor, with anger and jealousy flashing in his eyes.

Shan Ling quickly took out the camera from the bag, installed the accessories neatly, put the strap on the camera around his neck, and quickly adjusted the lens. Then the old professor came over carefully holding a flat basin, Gently placed on the table, it turned out to be a torn stone slab with some thin lines engraved on it.

"Is this engraved on it... a map?" Shan Ling frowned slightly as she looked at it. There are boxy ones, and there are frequent passages.

"Well, there is a map on it, which came up from the old river. Only half of it took me several days to make up, but I don't know the other half. Although it is not complete, if it is the map of the tomb, That will be very useful for our investigation." As he said that, the old professor couldn't help getting a little excited, and his eyes were shining.

Shan Ling nodded, and then began to take pictures of the stone slab. The camera clicked and took several shots in a row, and then adjusted the clearest one for the old professor to see.

"Well, yes, you are a careful child just like your father."

When the old professor repeatedly mentioned his father, Shan Ling was definitely very curious. He followed Shan Xiao since he was a child, but he seldom heard Shan Xiao talk about his past. He knew that he used to study archaeology. He had seen some notebooks and books that Shan Xiao kept at home, and Shan Xiao used to be a top student in the Department of Archeology at the No. Xiao's teacher, otherwise he would not have recognized him as Shan Xiao at the first sight.

"Professor, have you taught my dad before?"

The old professor paused for a moment, then nodded, and said, "I'm Xiao Dan's tutor, hey... If it wasn't for Professor Du, he must have achieved extraordinary achievements in the field of archaeology now."

Professor Du, who is it?

When Shan Ling heard a new name, her heart skipped a beat. His father never said why he never left the capital and hid in the small village in the corner of the mountain, but a large part of the reason was because of himself. .

That Professor Du seems to be very familiar with his father. If he finds out who this is, the old professor will probably blow his hair. I'd better ask his father when he goes back. No, his father never told him these things. If Asking rashly, it is very likely to bring back sad things in his past, um, I'd better ask Uncle Su.

Seeing that Shan Ling was silent, with a serious expression on his face, the old professor's affection for him climbed up several degrees in a straight line. He is indeed the child of his proud student, but he is different from others. Hearing the old man chatter He was nagging, but he wasn't impatient at all, and he didn't see that Shan Ling was distracted at all.

"By the way, how is Xiao Dan doing now?"

Hey, the student who was once the most proud left just like this, and then disappeared for a full 20 years. If he hadn't met Shan Ling, he really didn't know how to get in touch with the student he had been thinking about for so many years.

Hearing the old professor's question, Shan Ling quickly came to his senses, then nodded, and said: "Well, thank you for your concern, my father is fine, and he will go to the capital soon. After this inspection, I will take You go to see him."

Hearing this, the old professor showed joy on his face and said yes again and again.

The students under the leadership of Professor Gu and Professor Rong started to process the ceramic pieces that the old professor asked people to fish out of the river these days. It can be said that those things have been washed away by the water and are in tatters. , but it made a group of archaeologists feel distressed.

"Hey, Xiao Rong, look, the color of this fragment is so gorgeous, tsk tsk... what a pity." Professor Gu held a piece of yellow-green three-color glazed pottery fragment, repeatedly saying it was a pity.

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Nawu was helping at the side, peeking at what the old professor and Shan Ling were doing in the room from time to time, and turned away when he heard Professor Gu's words.

"Professor, I have a strange question. The tomb was built in a mountain. Even if a part of the mountain collapses after a long time, it is impossible for so many buried porcelains to wash down from the river!" A small tricolor shard was on it, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

According to the degree of fragmentation, it is definitely not simple.

Hearing what Nawu said, the village head who was sitting beside him smoking a waterpipe said, "My dear, you don't know about this. If it's just a landslide, it's nothing. I remember it was raining here at the time, and the thunder was scary. Suddenly, the mountain was struck by lightning, and there was a loud noise. After the rain stopped, a lot of these broken ceramics were washed down from the mountain along the current. I went to the town to sell that tricolor female doll The son of Dongsheng's family, who went outside to see the world, said that it was valuable, but he didn't know that he set up a stall and sold it for several days, but he brought you here."

"It's against the law for the village elder to sell antiquities," said a female student.

"If we knew about the crime, we wouldn't dare to do it. Then the old professor said, when you come here, the son of Dongsheng's family will be released."

"Seeing that he doesn't know anything, we will release him when we come back from the mountain for investigation," Professor Rong said.

"Well, of course, the people in our Dongjia Village are all good people."

"Of course, just like you, the village chief." Nawu showed a bright smile on his face, then leaned over and said, "Abo, you are a native of this village, so do you know that this mountain Whose is in the big tomb?"

Seeing Nawu looking at him with admiration and flattery, the old village chief felt that his image had grown up in an instant.

"Of course, when we were young, I heard from my grandfather that a beautiful woman was buried on that mountain, and I heard that she was the emperor's concubine, so that mountain is called Beauty Mountain in the village..."