Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

The weather in early spring in Jiang City is always capricious.

That sudden snow that was neither winter nor spring fell continuously for a full four days, sometimes big and sometimes small, in Hong Ming's words, it was as if God had eaten his stomach, and it would stop and stop endlessly.

Just when everyone thought that they were going to go again like the snow disasters of previous years, it suddenly stopped the car, and the sky that had been cloudy for several days finally cleared up.

However, it is said that the coldest is the snow melting day. A few days after the snow, the temperature in Jiang City dropped several degrees. The little sign of warm spring that was barely visible before was like a cat's tail. It shook twice, swished again Take it back.

This kind of day is the worst for a person like Qi Chen who tolerates heat and fears cold.In fact, it is only about 3 minutes away from the dormitory to the office building, but he still wraps himself up tightly and airtightly.

But even so, every time he entered the office and took off his scarf, his ears, nose tip, and even the eye sockets would still turn red due to the sudden temperature difference, which was particularly conspicuous against his fair complexion.Such a reaction is actually nothing in itself, but in this office, it is so embarrassing——

Because every time Hong Ming saw him like this, he couldn't help teasing him slowly with words.

Although Qi Chen was constantly flashing bullets in his heart, his face was always calm, and he didn't see much emotional ups and downs. At most, he would open his eyes wider when he was surprised.So Hong Ming's favorite thing to do is to tease him to show other expressions. Once Qi Chen can't hold back anymore, Hong Ming will always laugh with a sense of accomplishment.

And every time Master Long Yalong sees him like this, he always finds some bad things for him to do. It seems that when Qi Chen's heart breaks down and he has no choice but to do anything, he will feel very happy, and he doesn't know This is out of some kind of neurotic psychology.

Even Shan Xiao, who has only been acquainted for two days, is used to come in and tease him first, and then walk to his desk with a laugh.

This made Qi Chen feel like he had suddenly become the mascot of the office.

At first, he really couldn't figure out why, until he went to the archive room of Block B to pick up materials one afternoon, and saw rows of file names nailed there.

There are labels attached to those portfolio-like document packages, from "Dragon Tooth, Tiger Wing, Inugami, Hongming, Mandrill" in the first row to "Kowloon Cup, Siyang Fangzun" in the last row, etc... the whole company The names of the employees he knew and didn't know basically matched the names on the portfolio, whether they were homonyms or abbreviations.

Anyway... none of them are human!

Whether it is a legendary artifact or a murder weapon, it is a well-known national treasure-level antiquity, and any one of them is old enough to be his ancestor.

He suddenly understood the actions of the gang of men in the office... Anyone who is used to seeing a group of old and immortal goblins, suddenly a small one, still alive and kicking, can't help but take a couple of walks to enjoy themselves.

Then within two days, he saw the same kind of seal he saw last time on the last page of a document. This time, he finally saw clearly the words engraved on the seal—Three Realms Special Cultural Relics Centralized Conservation and Supervision Center.

This is probably the real name of Guanghe Company.

Thus, after Qi Chen's world view was distorted, shattered and then reorganized, among a group of ancestors, he settled down like a broken pot.

The office environment of Guanghe Company has always been clean and comfortable, with good lighting and greenery. It looks bright and bright, and it is absolutely impossible to see that it is a gathering place for a group of monsters and ghosts.

The drinking water device in the pantry is specially made, three huge machines, each water outlet is marked with a number, corresponding to all kinds of employees in the company, like Hong Ming, Long Ya, and the others who always love the flow of weapons. The thing that looks like water is connected to the No. 3 port of the C machine...Of course, anyone knows that it is not water. What exactly is it? Anyway, Qi Chen has never tried it, and he doesn't plan to try it.

He has been drinking water from the normal water dispenser next to him, and occasionally uses the coffee machine to make coffee.

There is even a refrigerator at the back of their office. Qi Chen opened it that day and found that it was full of fruits, ice cream, and even a dozen of Hong Ming's facial masks... There were a bunch of milk Tetra Pak pillows in the refrigerator drawer Things, one bag after another is full.It wasn't until later that Hu Yi took a pack out of it to drink that he realized that it was animal blood in a bag, which was used to revive the knife...

Once you accept this setting, life and work don't seem so unusual.

Qi Chen's work is still so leisurely that he himself is ashamed. From time to time, he helps Hong Ming get documents and forms, and occasionally helps to make a trip to the cultural administration department to do some registration.For the rest of the time, he almost spent helping Longya search for that person named Chen Xiu.

It's a pity that just like Long Ya said, you can find someone with this name by swinging a stick around the street. Even if you set the time period of 500 to [-] years ago, it's really hard to find.Because the biggest pitfall is that the area cannot be determined.

If it was only within the boundaries of Baihe Village, it would not even take a few days. Qi Chen would be able to come up with a list of possible possibilities in a few minutes, and then contact him to eliminate the exclusions. He could help Longya lock the target in minutes.But helplessly, the old lady's son didn't stay in Baihe Village all day.

"Who exactly is the leather figurine master?" Qi Chen, who was so confused looking for someone, finally couldn't help but turned his head and scratched the desk to ask Long Ya behind him.

Uncle Long crossed his legs and explained patiently: "The leather figurines are a kind of witchcraft in the southwest, and the leather figurine masters refer to the group of people who specialize in tearing skins and filling sand to make figurines. Occasionally, people from other places pass by the southwest area. , I happened to meet a terracotta master, and I felt that I hit it off very well, and I was determined to be an apprentice to learn this crooked way, I guess the old lady's son is one of them."

Qi Chen said: "So the leather figurine master is not a righteous person?"

Long Ya clicked his tongue: "You can't distinguish between righteous and evil ways. The crooked ways I'm talking about are not the ones that are not tolerated by the heavens as you understand! It can only be said that the path and method are a bit twisted. It's not orthodox, and it's easy to make mistakes. I It’s not very familiar, but it doesn’t mean that people’s original intentions are evil. Just like this leather figurine master, do you know where the skins they use are peeled off?”

Qi Chen shook his head.

Long Ya continued: "Those skins are peeled off from the corpse of the evil ghost. A certain tribe in the southwest believes that the skin of the corpse of the evil ghost is peeled off, and then the remaining flesh and bones are used to refine the corpse oil. The soaked black sand is poured into the skin of the evil spirits, inflated and then sealed. This is equivalent to reorganizing the evil spirits from the beginning to the end, which means renewing their minds. They think this can calm the evil spirits. So their starting point is also Not bad, but the method used is really disgusting!"

"After such a toss, if the evil spirit hadn't been suppressed, wouldn't it be even more overwhelming?" Qi Chen thought for a while, then hesitated.

"Children can be taught." Uncle Long patted Qi Chen's head hesitantly to show his approval, "Actually, as far as I've heard of the masters of leather figurines, none of them died tragically. The less the reason for the final disappearance. I also know that the evil spirits cannot be completely suppressed with their methods, and the panic-stricken approach will only intensify the evil spirits' grievances, and they will be suppressed by the leather figurine master The time is fine, once the terracotta master is injured and loses strength, the evil spirits hidden in those terracotta figures will seize the opportunity to turn the world upside down. Just like the old lady's son, an ordinary person rolled down from the mountain like a bag of dirt , the bones may not be broken into such a horrible state, let alone someone who knows witchcraft?"

Qi Chen blinked, and guessed according to Long Ya's words: "So what you mean is that his bones were broken like that, not because he fell, but because he accidentally strayed into the circled place and was crushed inside. When he couldn't turn over and was injured, his leather figurines took the opportunity to fight back, and that's why he ended up like that?"

Long Ya let out a "hmm" and rubbed his chin: "Compared with how he was buried, I'm more curious about what happened to the circled place... Hey hey - why are you so dazed! Looking for someone, looking for someone, it’s been almost a week, where is the person?! Where’s the list?! I haven’t seen a single hair, you’re thinking about this here?”

Team Leader Long, who exploded again in less than 5 minutes, knocked on the table loudly. Qi Chen silently gave him a blank look, then slowly turned around and flipped through the list of hundreds of pages in the system, muttering: "I Isn't this trying to find out which areas the old lady and her son may have been to based on the nature of the terracotta master, so as to narrow down the scope..."

Of course, although Team Leader Long has such a characteristic of being picky, he is not without conscience. While asking Qi Chen to investigate, he himself is also searching, and even Hong Ming, Shan Xiao, and Hu Yi are helping. looking for.

It's just that none of these ancestors is patient. Even Shan Xiao, who talks and laughs all day long, and Hu Yi, who is taciturn, can't do such a tedious and boring job, let alone Hong Ming, who is in a hurry, and the ten thousand ringing earth. The red-like Uncle Long is here, and those who compete with each other are all masters who can't sit still.

It was Qi Chen who finally found some traces.

He searched and checked again and again, with all kinds of textual research, and finally made a list, narrowing down the range of possible people to less than ten, which made it much easier to find.

But just as they had some clues, Director Dong lost his job - Ling City, the capital of the neighboring province, plans to hold a folk treasure appraisal conference on the weekend, and invite people from Guanghe to be the invited experts on the spot for a period of time. two days.