The hot summer wind is blowing, even in the early morning, people are still sweating as soon as the windows are opened.A young man with a briefcase said "Let it go, let it go!" to the people in front, and trotted into the Qinzhou Cultural Relics Appraisal Office in front of him.The coolness in the room makes people breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhou Ya'an walked very fast. He judged that the door of the second room was not closed, and he slowed down when he reached the door.It's still early, but there's already a figure at the workbench.

The man was wearing a simple, neatly cut silk shirt with the second button unbuttoned, revealing a deep concave collarbone and fair skin.Light brown straight trousers, the belt of the same color outlines her slender waist, looking from behind, it is very tasteful.His thick long hair was tied up in a ponytail and hung lazily behind him, with a slender neck.

It is obviously the simplest style, but it looks different and good-looking on her body.

Sensing someone, Wen Tan stopped the movement of his hands and turned around.

This is a beauty.

Plain face facing the sky, but black hair and red lips.Zhou Ya'an knew that Wen Tan definitely didn't wear lipstick. In their line of work, they often deal with delicate cultural relics.Cosmetics are not allowed to be used, for fear that the chemicals in them will hurt the 01:30 point, even perfume is not allowed.Even though Wen Tan doesn't wear makeup, she actually looks a bit seductive, with the corners of her eyes turned up, which is very attractive.

Wen Tan is a senior in the archaeological field, so Zhou Ya'an's tone is very respectful, "Sister Wen, are you here so early today?"

"I didn't go back yesterday." Wen Tan glanced at him indifferently, without emotion, "Why are you in such a hurry."

"Hey." Zhou Ya'an took out the appraisal result from his briefcase, a little downcast, "Look, isn't this the result of the porcelain piece from the day before yesterday? It's really fake! Sister Wen, why are you so amazing? It's immediately obvious that it's fake."

Wen Tan took the document and casually flipped through it. On the first page of the color picture, there was a photo of an exquisite small-mouthed porcelain bottle.Even if this is a still photo, it seems to be able to see the heavy sense of history.

But Wen Tan knew at a glance that it was fake.

Three years ago, when Wen Tan belonged to the capital archaeological team and came to Qinzhou, she participated in the excavation of the capital ruins and tombs of the Zhaonan Dynasty.At the same time, countless gold and silver jewellery, porcelain, calligraphy and painting relics, etc. were also unearthed. The large number and the significance of the research results shocked the archaeological community.A mysterious dynasty that did not appear in historical records gradually appeared in front of the world.

And Wen Tan has contributed a lot.

In fact, Wen Tan could have a better development after this, but she chose to stay in Northwest Qinzhou.It wasn't long before Zhou Ya'an came to the appraisal office, but when she saw Wen Tan, she felt that this demeanor was definitely not like someone who stayed here.He asked me too much why Wen Tan volunteered to apply for a job in our firm?

People refuse to talk about it, so they keep asking and telling him not to ask.Unable to bear Zhou Ya'an's grinding again, she finally said something, Wen Tan mentioned before that she would stay in Qinzhou to find someone.

Who to look for?

Zhou Ya'an looked at Wen Tan's focused profile, she had already put down the appraisal results, her expression was indifferent, as if nothing aroused her interest—except cultural relics.

This small-mouthed porcelain bottle was brought by a farmer from a subordinate township in Tianqin Prefecture the previous day. He said it had been kept at home for a long time, and it was a family heirloom handed down from the Zhaonan Dynasty.After hesitating for three years, I thought about taking it to the laboratory to see if it was true.

Colleagues from several groups in the institute came to see it, and Zhou Ya'an also looked at it for a long time. He belongs to the porcelain group, so he thought it was a genuine product at that time.As a result, Wen Tan came out to take a look when everyone was watching, and said lightly: "This is fake."

The farmer was happy at first, but when he saw a little girl who looked only 22 three years old talking indifferently, he became angry, "Why do you say my family heirloom is a fake!"

The voice was a bit loud, so that no one spoke.In the silence, Wen Tan suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, but there was no smile in his dark eyes, and his voice was light.

"As long as it is Zhaonan's cultural relics, no one will be more familiar with it than me."

***

"Boom boom boom!"

When there was a knock on the door, voices also came in.

The new girl yelled, "Come to work! Zhou Ya'an, why are you arguing with Sister Wen here in your own group! Sister Wen, Director Wen wants you to go to the office."

Wen Tan replied: "Okay."

Director Wen is nearly 50 years old this year, and he has devoted himself to the cause of archaeology. He has spent half of his life in Qinzhou.Seeing Wen Tan coming in, he smiled amiably: "Little Wen, come on, everyone says you have a sharp eye. There is a piece of jade, I want you to take a look."

Wen Tan's eyes lit up, obviously interested.

Director Wen took out a piece of white jade from the box on the table and handed it to Wen Tan.

This piece of jade is long and slightly curved, only the size of Wen Tan's little finger.There is a texture carved by Yinxian on it, which is incomplete and looks like it was broken or cut by someone.

"Fragments?" Wen Tan asked.

"This is a fragment of a jade pot. The person who sent it said it belonged to Zhaonan." Director Wen said.

Wen Tan looked at the fragment carefully, it was warm to the touch, and the texture was quiet, it was indeed a good jade.She put the jade in her palm, her thick eyelashes fluttered, and she lowered her eyes and smiled.

Director Wen didn't know what Wen Tan was thinking, "Did you see something?"

Wen Tan asked: "Who sent it for you to appraise, it's such a big deal."

"I can't hide anything from you." Director Wen smiled, "Tell me what you think of this jade first, and I'll tell you later."

"It's fake." Wen Tan laughed, "You must have seen it, why did you ask me to come?"

Director Wen took the jade she handed over, and carefully received it in the square box, saying: "This piece of jade is sent by the Song family. It is said that this piece of jade will be auctioned at the auction meeting three weeks later."

Wen Tan was surprised: "The Song family wants to buy it?"

Since the ruins were dug out in Qinzhou, burial pits have been discovered one after another.This not only brought results to the archaeological community, but also encouraged the trend of reselling cultural relics and tomb robbery.In Qinzhou City, the black market circulation of cultural relics is very serious.On the positive side, the auction conference is held several times a year.

The Song family can be said to be an all-powerful existence in Qinzhou, and both black and white have something to do with it.In fact, it wasn't so powerful before. When Wen Tan came to Qinzhou three years ago, the Song family hadn't gotten involved in the cultural relics business at that time.

later--

I don't know what happened to Song Chen, the young master of the Song family, who rose overnight like a god.The power is all over Qinzhou, and the skills are all over the sky.Some also said that in fact, the Song family is really powerful.

Wen Tan thought for a while and felt something was wrong, frowned and said, "Is the Song family going to sell it?"

"What I don't understand is this. This is fake jade. Song Chen said that if it is found to be fake, he will send someone to buy it himself." This is the first time Director Wen has encountered such a thing, "My What do you think of Young Master Song when you pay for a piece of counterfeit that you sold yourself?"

Wen Tan and Director Wen glanced at each other, with some vague thoughts in their hearts.Director Wen patted her on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "We also have places in our office to go to the auction conference, so you go there then?"

Wen Tan agreed.

Before she was about to leave, she got close to the door, and heard Director Wen's hesitant voice from behind: "Still... looking for it?"

Wen Tan's steps stopped, and she turned half of her face against the light, her smooth outline undulating in the light, only her tiny eyes and eyelashes moving up and down slightly, her coldness is not like ordinary people.

"Then do you believe it?"

Wen Tan left, she didn't care about answering, and she didn't need to.

Because too many people have told her that this is impossible, after listening to a lot, she naturally knows the shielding.

Three years ago, this was Wen Tan's second year in the archaeological team.Everyone said she was lucky because the world-famous Zhaonan tomb was dug out.But Wen Tan knew that she had seen that person clearly and plainly.

Three years have passed, and Wen Tan still remembers the day they found a wooden coffin submerged in water in the burial pit.The water was extremely strange, showing a glistening light blue color, and the wooden coffin was sealed in the water intact.

Why is this wooden coffin sealed in water?

Who is in this coffin?

No one knows, and there are no remaining documents on the side to indicate the identity of the owner of the tomb.

Three days later, the wooden coffin was hoisted out of the water.

Wen Tan's heart skipped a beat, when she was about to open the coffin, she was the one closest to her.The coffin moved away, and Wen Tan saw all the scenes——

It is a female corpse.

It has been 2000 years since Zhaonan, but this female corpse is lifelike, with skin as thick as snow, and it has not rotted at all.Her long jet-black hair was like a waterfall, and her thick black clothes added a solemn look to her face.Different from the weakness of ordinary women, Wen Tan saw the chill and coldness from her the first time he saw the female corpse.

This must be no ordinary person.

Everyone, including her, was amazed at the celestial appearance of this female corpse.But at the moment when the coffin was completely opened, the female corpse, together with the coffin, disappeared without a trace.

To this day, Wen Tan still remembers the panic and shock of everyone in the tomb that day, including himself.After the emergency meeting of the archaeological team that day, Wen Tan returned home and didn't sleep all night.

But when she returned to the archaeological team the next day, everyone forgot about the thousand-year-old female corpse they unearthed yesterday.

—except her.

***

late at night.

The quiet moonlight poured into the room, revealing a trace of tenderness.The hands of the person on the bed trembled slightly, his eyes were closed, as if he had dreamed of something bad.

Wen Tan woke up suddenly, and sat up as soon as he turned over, breaking the tranquility of the room.She wiped the sweat off her forehead, and as if she was used to it, she reached for the water glass she had prepared and drank it all in one gulp.

In the past three years, almost every once in a while, she would dream of that female corpse, that peaceful sleeping face.It's like he's guiding him something.

who are you?

No longer sleepy, Wen Tan got up and went to the balcony, quietly watching the crescent moon in the sky.Her hand touched the back of her ear bone. In this hidden place, there was a small birthmark.But fingernail size, red drop-shaped.Whenever she wakes up after dreaming about the female corpse, the birthmark will always be faintly hot.

Wen Tan was a little absent-minded, lowered her eyes and murmured: "No matter who you are... I will definitely find you."

The author has something to say: Hello everyone! !Long wait! ! ! !

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