The iron chain was broken and the old rust chain was full of spider webs. Obviously, it was not the case recently. (Benpiao Astronomy                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            �

"It's okay just means you said it was wrong. Someone has been in." I said through the fence of the iron door, I shone it down with a flashlight, and it was piled with debris and dust on the stairs, not to mention a scent of old smell.

"You won't think about it, are you? It's so dirty inside!" he said.

I was also hesitating whether there was a need to continue. It seemed that it had nothing to do with my purpose of coming here. There may be a million reasons for the chain to be broken, or even no locked at all. But even if there are extremely bizarre reasons, it has nothing to do with me? I gave up as I thought about it.

Just as I was about to leave the conditioned reflex, the flashlight shone on the seal beside the door.

Maybe it's the sequelae left by making rubbings. I always have to look at the calligraphy when I see the brush. It may be that the position of the seal is weird and too low and a little dazzling. In short, I subconsciously looked at it.

At first glance, I was stunned. The old seal was firmly attached to the door and did not break.

"Strange, look!" I said to Du Juanshan, "It seems that this seal was posted on it later."

He leaned over and said strangely, "Maybe the iron chain in the institute was cut so he put the seal on it."

That's even more strange. Why don't you put a chain on it again? What's the use of a seal? I said and read the words on the seal, "Will people who have all the chains be opened are afraid of the seal?"

"There are no valuable things here. Maybe they think the value of the things inside is not as valuable as a chain!"

"It makes sense." I find it a bit funny. Owning something does not mean having the value of it. These old files are not only worthless for people today, but also may require a lot of money to deal with. This is why they are still lying here now.

The words on the seal are: sealed by the Institute of Archaeology, XX University on July 6, 1990.

I am a rubbing man who has a very intuitive thought of notes. The handwriting is well written by the handwriting, which must be imitating a relatively common calligrapher and feels very familiar.

It should be that the seal on the date above should be in 1990. At that time, Wen Jin had disappeared. This should have nothing to do with them.

I said happily! I hoped completely shattered and went back to start over! So I asked Dujuan Mountain to open the way. He didn't want to stay here for too long. After all, it was not a good thing to breathe a sigh of relief when I heard me say I left.

Everything goes well when I go back from the same path. The civilized world is much more relaxed than the experience of the ancient tomb. I am not nervous at all even if I am seen. So what if I come to see a hundred guards, it is not as cruel as the Zongzi!

When I returned to the hotel, I felt very uncomfortable. In fact, the road ahead is much narrower. If there is no clue in the archives, what aspects can I think about?

I thought it was a bit incredible why there were no files? Is it true as Dujuanshan said? The possibility is actually not great as long as the Xisha incident has been created, the files must be there. Those files are not enough to be filled in just one bag. If they really want to be destroyed, half of the file racks may be empty. But all the files are stuffed very tightly and not like they have been taken away by someone.

I realized that maybe my preconceptions were wrong. There were students in the archaeological team that might not have anything to do with the university. These students may be interns who have already worked, so Wen Jin is not necessarily the institute.

I felt much more uncomfortable when I thought about this. I turned on the computer and started looking for materials from other research institutes and copied them one by one to continue asking people tomorrow. Anyway, I have some time to check them one by one to avoid regrets.

After copying, I lay on the bed and filtered it and thought about what the next process was. Some of these units were strict and some were loose and started from the simplest.

I suddenly felt uncomfortable when I looked at the message I copied. It seemed that the things on this book made me care about it and think about it carefully but I had no clue.

Could it be that obsessive-compulsive disorder?

After a smile, I suddenly shook my whole body. The seal flashed through my mind. Research Institute, Research Institute, Research Institute... xx University Archaeology Institute...

**! I suddenly realized why I saw the words on the seal so familiar!
Chapter completed!