When saying this, Huo Xiuxiu's eyes were looking at the Mujiu Bottle. At this time, the Mujiu Bottle also turned his head and looked, obviously listening to her continue to say this kind of gaze was an encouragement. But at this moment, Huo Xiuxiu shrugged and stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" I asked. She sighed, "It's gone, what's next is very boring."

Jin Wantang is a cultural person. He has no courage and no energy to work. He has only half his life left when he enters the mountains, and it is impossible to force him to do anything further. So he can only stay in the camp on the ground. Others start searching everywhere, and bringing things back from the mountains and five forts. Most of them are silk books and bamboo slips, asking him to identify and classify them. So he doesn't know what the background of the ancient tomb is, and he dares not ask. He can only infer some things from the things he allows him to identify.

What he could be sure of was that first, there seemed to be not only one ancient tomb here, because the preservation of the batches of silk books and bamboo slips that he identified was very different, and the contents contained all-encompassing letters, ancient books, and Juanwen. Many of the recipients of the letters had different names. He felt that there must be a huge group of ancient tombs here, and this group of people were digging a large area of ​​ancient tombs.

Second, he was the only one in the entire team who was classified and identified, and all the stolen things were basically written and ancient books. It seems that their ultimate goal might be ancient books in this ancient tomb group.

Third, the number of people in the team is often reduced, and there are often people fighting in the camp. Listen to the content of the quarrel, and there are often accidents.

The restoration and identification of ancient books was very time-consuming, and what he didn't expect was that the transaction he thought could be completed in one or two months lasted for three years. For three years, he kept distinguishing those difficult ancient Chinese, speculating on dynasties and uses, and trying to translate the meaning. The people in the entire team seemed to be under a huge pressure, with almost no communication between each other, and everyone was silently working hard. He was extremely anxious, his teeth began to fall, and his weight changed from 150 kilograms to 70 kilograms. If that day didn't come, he might die in that place.

Until the Dragon Boat Festival in the third year, this huge depression and obstruction life was suddenly broken, and no ancient books were sent to him. He finally no longer had to squat in the tent every day to do those extremely boring work.

This sudden liberation initially made him uncomfortable, but two days later, his anxiety began to slowly soothe. He had time to walk out of the tent and wander around the camp. Only then did he realize that he was in such a beautiful place.

They are located in a rare flat land in the mountainous area. If it is near the village, this flat area may be reclaimed into farmland. However, now it is full of towering trees, which means they are far away from people, or the transportation here is very inconvenient. Looking at the distant mountains, you can see four huge towering snow-capped mountains connected by the sky, with clouds and fog, holy and flawless. The snow-capped mountains are surrounded by lush green mountains and ridges. The green is not the green grass of Longjing in the south of the Yangtze River or the gorgeous glazed green of Beijing, but deep like the dark green of green ink. All the colors in the entire area show the extremely vigorous vitality of the plants.

The air in the mountains was extremely fresh, and he suddenly felt a complete transformation, as if it was an epiphany, and his darkness over the past three years was wiped out.

After that, his body gradually recovered and he began to become interested in the things around him. He began to restore many normal sensory ideas. He found that there were no traces of excavation in all places around him. The ancient tomb group he speculated did not seem to exist. Even if it existed, it was not on this flat ground. However, the surrounding mountains were very steep, and the chance of large-scale ancient tomb group appearing was very small.

Because he had nothing to do and was curious, one day he secretly followed a group of people into the mountains from a distance. After climbing up a mountainside, the mountain upward suddenly turned into a large area of ​​bare rock cliffs. Some of the mountains above the mountainside seemed to have been chopped vertically with a knife, chopping off all the arcs, leaving only an almost vertical uneven rock surface. There were strange trees in the cracks above the rocks. A small waterfall tilted down from the top of the cliff, hitting the giant tree canopy below, splashing everywhere.

Such cliffs often appear by the river. The famous cliff carvings by the Yangtze River are carved on this cliff. The cliffs here are probably because this was a river channel of a certain river before, but now the river has been diverted and has fallen into a drought. Looking forward, it is true. The cliffs here are at least ten kilometers long and there is no end to see.

On these cliffs, he saw countless ropes and cable devices, as if the cliffs that were rich in bird's nests were full of people. At the same time, he also found that many ropes were being dismantled and obviously had completed the historical mission. He immediately understood where the so-called ancient tombs and ancient books came from.

People in Sichuan practice Taoism, especially the Sichuan area is prosperous. It is said that there are many immortals here who are looking for immortals. When they sense the heavenly summons, they will not bring any food, but only take water to climb up the cliff, find a cave or crack, climb in and cut off the rope, cut off their own way of retreat, and do their final practice in it. If they fail, they will starve to death.

Many people use such decisive means to express their determination to become an immortal, especially some local legendary fairy mountains, which are even more popular. Most of them will bring some ancient books of alchemists with them, and they will come down from generation to generation. In these caves, many bones of dynasties are often accumulated. Those ancient books are probably found by these people climbing on these cliffs and finding them one by one.

Now that some ropes have been removed, they have obviously found what they want. However, it seems that they are not planning to leave yet, what else are they going to do?

He looked at some of the ropes that were not dismantled but were reinforced, and he felt that in addition to ancient books, there was something to do about this matter.

Unfortunately, Jin Wantang couldn't continue to be curious when he got here. With his skills, he couldn't climb up the cliff to see it, and he didn't have the courage to ask for specific details. In the following days, he had a very comfortable life. It was during this period that he, like some people who suddenly reacted during the reform and opening up, began to beat up his own little Jiujiu. He suddenly regretted that why he didn't keep those broken ancient books privately? Even if he was not good at the appearance, it was priceless. Here he had the only vision of appreciating ancient books, and it was easy to hide one or two of the best.

He knew that the consequences of offending Lao Jiumen were serious, but the comfortable life made his greed like a maggot with bones, and he regretted it so much.

People often do this. Afterwards, they think that it should be like this and that at that time. In fact, he may still not have the courage to return to that time.

However, God gave him a second chance this time. On Children's Day in the third year, something big happened first, and suddenly there was a noise. A large group of people came out of the mountains at noon and hurriedly carried more than a dozen stretchers. The people on them were covered in blood, and the camp was in chaos for a moment.

Then in the evening, a large paper of silk book, which was almost covered in blood, was delivered to Jin Wantang. Three years later, he met Mrs. Huo and the other nine-doors for the first time, and all his face was solemn. A group of people almost watched him start the final appraisal work.

He only took a look at the big paper and saw that it was the Luhuang silk book from the Warring States Period.
Chapter completed!