The vest magic changes the earth

In the studio of the Bureau of Cultural Heritage,

No one spoke, only figures in a hurry, and the atmosphere was heavy as if it was about to freeze.

"Target A-001, the fourth record, audio number 004. After the target object was touched, the sound lasted for 30 minutes, and the current situation is stable. Repeat... the audio has been transmitted. Finished."

"Received. Hold the order, do not open the target A-001 for now. Over."

"Received, finished."

The person in charge gave an order, "Continue to record the fifth audio. Keep observing A-001."

"Yes!"

The ones who came here were part of the "Secret Explorer" project team.They are the elite selected across the country to deal with the first extraordinary events that appear within their surveillance range.

Before everyone came here, the task content was kept strictly confidential, and even the flight route of the pilot was informed on the spot. After boarding the plane, the person in charge sent each of them a life and death certificate, and a blank of paper.

Blank paper is used to write suicide notes. If there is an accident, their suicide notes will be handed over to their family members after being strictly checked to ensure that there is no leak.

Here, although they have no idea what they are about to face, everyone is mentally prepared for the worst.

The "Secret Explorer" plan has a total of four teams. According to regulations, two teams will go out on missions each time, and two teams will stay at the headquarters.

Now, there is only one team in the Cultural Relics Bureau of the place.

"Secret Explorer" base headquarters,

It was equally busy and dignified.

Everyone is crossing the river by feeling the stones, and the lives of teammates on the front line are under their control.If the first team sacrifices, the second team will take A-001 back to the headquarters for research, and they are also ready to go forward at any time.

Since getting the news of the discovery of the coffin, the top domestic archaeologists and historians have been contacted here, and various experts gathered here and were concentrated in a conference room.

They first signed a non-disclosure agreement.

The old man sitting at the front finally said, "Hello, everyone. I don't want to talk nonsense. I asked you to come today because I want to use your rich industry knowledge. Please take a look at this thing. Next to it is the data we tested."

With a wave of his hand, a projection was played on the screen, showing the coffin, and the data was printed on a piece of paper and distributed to everyone.

"Please tell us all the conclusions you can draw. This is very important. In addition, please stay here for the things you see here. I believe everyone understands the importance."

For a while, only the sound of paper being flipped could be heard in the meeting room.

After a while, the old man drank a glass of water. He had experienced all kinds of storms and waves all his life, but now thinking of the first and second teams at the front line, he was still unavoidably anxious.

"See what?"

"Sorry." The first person to speak was an old man with all white hair. He was thin, kind-faced, and wearing reading glasses. "Can we have a look at the real thing? Archeology is a practical science. On paper, we can't be sure of anything."

Others in the room also nodded.

"Professor Liu, I'm sorry. I don't have anything else to say. I know this is hard work, but please try your best."

"What about other information? Can't you say it? For example, where did you find this coffin, what is the environment where you found it, was it soaked in water, and are there any other items with it? Open it Is there anything behind this coffin that can indicate the identity of the owner?" Professor Liu continued to ask, his academic reputation should be very high, and everyone here is listening to him.

The old man nodded, "We found it at a water hole near xx village, xx county, Yunnan-Guizhou area, by a few expedition friends. This coffin should have been soaked in water before. We only found this coffin, Nothing else. We haven't opened the coffin yet."

Professor Liu picked up those materials again and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he put down the information, smiled bitterly, and said earnestly: "Sorry. There is too little information, and I really can't do anything. I can only guess that this may be a precious ancient relic. If possible, we still want to study the real thing Its wood is precious, and it should be rare golden nanmu. The owner who uses this material should be either rich or noble. It has a large coffin shape, and its style is not like that of Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. It should be traced back further. Its surface has red lacquer traces and traces of drawing, which are of great significance to the age of the owner."

In the end, he said euphemistically, "This kind of thing is more valuable in the hands of professionals."

"What can't be done. This is playing tricks on us! Hiding it! Lao Liu, don't stop me! I don't understand the meaning of holding a precious cultural relic! There are specialties in art, what are you doing?" You are destroying the relics of the ancestors!" A professor sitting next to Professor Liu yelled at him, he had a hot temper and a loud voice.

The old man sitting at the top smiled wryly, "We have our own considerations, and I have nothing to say about the others, but this matter is very important to us. Since this is the case, I would like to invite everyone to listen to an audio."

He turned on the device at hand, and the low voice in the coffin rang again in this conference room.

The experts listened carefully to the voice, and their expressions were a little dazed.

"Can I ask the source of this audio?" After a while, a person asked.

The old man shook his head.

No one spoke, and the situation fell into a stalemate again.

The old man played the audio a few more times.

"Any ideas?"

After the silence, a younger expert in the corner, probably in his 40s, pushed his glasses, "Uh, I have a guess."

After seeing the old seniors and the old man in the room all looking at him, he was obviously a little nervous, and he emphasized again, "It's just a guess, and it's just for the teachers."

"It's okay, just tell me, young people always have ideas." The old man said.

"Well, I just wonder if this pronunciation is the accent of a certain ancient generation. The Qin and Han dynasties were ancient Chinese, the Song Dynasty was Middle Chinese, and the Ming Dynasty was very close to the current Chinese. The entering tone is still retained in this passage, There are complex consonants. I guess it is Chinese before Song Dynasty. I have studied Jiarong language, and this pronunciation method is still preserved in this language.”

He added: "It is estimated that many people here have heard it."

Someone nodded to confirm his guess, "I think it makes sense."

The old man nodded and expressed his gratitude to everyone present.Let them study and discuss again, and then walked out by themselves.Shut up the experts in this room together.

As soon as he left, the room exploded with a "buzz" like a room full of bees.

In the past, I was concerned about my academic reputation and various factors. When I was not sure, no one spoke up boldly. Professor Liu is highly respected and rescued everyone. Young experts are purely newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers.

Now that no one was watching, they began talking freely in private.

"What's going on? Is it an overseas cultural relic?"

An expert spoke convincingly with the information, I think this will be a major archaeological discovery!The identity of the owner of this coffin must be extremely expensive, and it has a long history. I think it may be traced back to the Han Dynasty, or even the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods!

The hot-tempered expert over there is throwing a tantrum, "Absurd! Every cultural relic is a priceless treasure. If the cultural relics are destroyed, then we are all sinners! And we are all locked up here. We are scholars, not prisoners!"

The old man walked out of the meeting room and walked into a room with surveillance cameras inside.There are scribes recording every word these experts say.

A person's speech caught his attention. It was still the young expert with a newborn calf. He seemed to be very active in his thinking. He said, "The coffin, or the floating coffin, recording. Hey, I thought of a story."

"what?"

"It was told in "Sou Shen Ji", the story of Gu Zhujun Fuguan. Probably in the Han Dynasty, it was said that a floating coffin floated in Guzhu City in Buqi County. Someone wanted to break it, but someone inside said "I am Boyi's younger brother, Mr. Guzhu." People dared not cut it down, and anyone who peeked into the coffin died suddenly without any illness."

"Professor Zhang, it's a collection of folk tales of magical and strange stories, can you believe it?"

"Hehe, that's why I just said that, and the former site of Guzhu Country is in the north."

The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said to a person, "Call him out, I want to talk to him alone."

When Zhang Hai was called out, he felt uneasy, thinking that he had done nothing out of the ordinary?Could it be that the pronunciation of ancient Chinese has been falsified just now, and they are going to bring themselves out to beat them up?

No way......

He was taken to a nearby room where the old man sat waiting for him.

The old man asked him to sit down and said with a smile: "Professor Zhang, can you tell me more about the floating hall of Gu Zhujun?"

"what??"

Professor Zhang Zhang Er's monk was puzzled, and realized that their every move was being monitored, but he obediently told everything he knew about the Guzhu Jun Fuguan.

In the end, he added, ""Sou Shen Ji" is just a folklore story, just like Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, it can't be taken as real!"

So if you make a mistake, don't look for me!

After the old man finished listening, he ordered the people around him to look for information.Get up and send him off, "It's okay, we know it."

The experts were arranged to eat and rest at the base, but they couldn't go back for the time being.

......

Here, in Fan Yuan's house, everyone happily finished eating the Nanpai made by Fan Yuan's grandmother. His grandmother is from the Dai nationality, and it tastes very authentic when she makes this special delicacy.

After the delicious food, the young people took a rest in satisfaction.

Zhan Peng secretly paid attention to Lu Yi, he felt that he was different from other people from the beginning.With a unique temperament, not to mention, he recalled what happened on the river beach.

He was very sure, he saw that this person had a secret discussion with Li Weiwei.He must know what others don't!

Outside the walls, where they don't notice.There was a party of men hiding in the darkness.

"There is no abnormality in the target, the Second Squadron has applied for contact! It's over."

"Approval of the application! Pay attention to the No. [-] target, he may have a direct connection with the extraordinary event! Over."

"Received, finished."