Daomu Biji

Chapter One Tomb Robbery Notes

Hangzhou in August has a pleasant climate. Although the temperature in summer has been getting higher and higher in recent years, you can still feel the mood of "the water is bright and clear" on the edge of the West Lake.

I leaned on the lounge chair of the shop and read through the things I have organized over the past few months.

It has been more than three months since I came back from Golmud. I haven't seemed to slow down. What happened in the end is really beyond my tolerance. I didn't imagine that things would end in such a situation.

During these three months, I couldn't get out of the nightmare at that time. I dreamed every night and dreamed of countless passing pictures.

But can I really get rid of it?I really doubt that the stagnation in my heart has not lost any less with the unraveling of those secrets.

"What others desperately want to cover up, must be what you don't want to see, so tracing someone's secret must bear the consequences of knowing the secret."

This is what I finally realized, but even the oil bottle ca n’t escape that fate, what can I do?How many people can put all their questions in their hearts for a lifetime?

After I came back, I wrote down all the things in this year, starting from my grandfather's notes, until now, one by one things, one by one details, the unclear parts at that time, gradually in my The mind is clear, the truth is like this, and it is just that. Thinking about the desire for these puzzles at the time, the absurd feeling in my heart made people feel emotional.

When I finished writing the last word, I thought about when I would forget these things. It is unlikely to think about it.But I know that I will forget the day after all, just like the mask of the third uncle, if I wear it for too long, I can't take it off.Time can always change something.I just hope that this day will come earlier.

In the whole thing, there are still many parts that I do not understand, for example, where is my real uncle?The true identity of the dull oil bottle, where did the disappeared Wenjin go?What is the ultimate?Who built the huge ruins underground?What is the identity of Wen Jin's people, and what plans are they carrying out?

These things are still a mystery one by one. What originally attracted me the most is the latter, but in the present view, these issues are not very important.

After the dull oil bottle came back, we sent him to Peking University First Hospital for a full-body examination.He has basically no physical problems, even though his consciousness is not sober, we left him in the hospital and looked for someone to take care of him.But this is not a long-term plan. I have asked some people in Changsha to find out some backgrounds of stuffy oil bottles and let them go and ask me, but no one has responded to me so far.

The fat man said that he had a way, and there was no response. It seems that it is much harder to understand what is behind the stuffy oil bottle than I thought.Now I can only hope that he can get better soon and provide us with something useful.If not, it can only be raised by us for a lifetime. For him, maybe it is not a bad thing.

Few people have the opportunity to forget everything, and those who are lucky to forget, but want to remember desperately, this kind of reincarnation is simply a paradox of human nature.Speaking in private, I'm not afraid that he will never remember, but I am afraid that he remembered something, but it is not clear.

Pan Zi was taken to the hospital, and it was a miracle that he survived. I always felt a little weird.In fact, he didn't receive much, and he soon recovered.

There is now chaos in Changsha. Pan Zi told me that when the old man was still there, even if Sanye was not there, the situation there would be easy to control.But now it doesn't work anymore, the trees are falling and scattered, and there are rumors everywhere, and he doesn't know what to do.Fortunately, the industry of the third uncle was shrunk a lot by Chen Pi'a's four fights, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with. He could only take one step at a time, which was really impossible, so he could only dismantle his partner. Don't worry about wearing it, now may be the time to retire.

I told him to let him quickly find a girl to become a family, so do n’t worry about the third uncle ’s property, the third uncle is also old, and he has no children and no daughters. We have no way to turn the tide.

Pan Zi didn't respond very much, and the third uncle's life and death were unclear. I think he would never be at ease, and he might still find him forever.I can only wish him luck.

When the fat man broke up, he returned to Beijing. He was the least feeling. He went back to open business as usual. According to Pan Zi, this person is not only shallow, but the city is still very deep, but I really ca n’t tell that he is deep. where.The fat man said a few words before leaving: "The green mountains will not change the green water and there will be a period in the future." It is quite a feeling. If it is not for so much time to get along, and people who are born and die, it is difficult to realize the meaning of this type of phrase How gentle and bleak.

Tashi said goodbye to us in Golmud. If it were not for him, we would definitely not be able to get out of Tarim, so we wanted to raise some money for him at the time. Tashi said that this matter was a career for him and could bring us alive. It was already a bodhisattva blessing. He could n’t ask for our money anymore. Later, I gave him my watch to keep a memorial.

Aning was dead. I didn't contact Judeka's company for a while. I sent several e-mails to my acquaintances. All of them were sent back. I don't know if they would continue.In any case, the failure of this time, the old ghost should also die, if you still persist, you can only ask for blessings.

Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, and everyone's life seems to be back on track.At that time, I had just returned to Hangzhou and continued my life of 9: 5 to 9: 5. I sat on the wicker chair and took a nap. When I woke up, I turned my grandfather ’s notes out of boredom, and suddenly felt back in time. , As if it were another world.

Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, after waking up, did not know whether he was a butterfly in the dream of humanity or a mortal in the dream of the butterfly. I used to listen to Xuanhu, now I understand his feelings at once.I only feel that everything in this year is like a dream, passing by, and feeling that I am still in the snake swamp. The leisurelyness in front of me may be the speculation before my death.

Either way, I want to accept it.Sometimes, the end of a thing is more exciting than the result of this thing.

However, in the deepest part of my heart, I understand very well that this matter is still very early to say.Even, what I experienced before was just the beginning.(To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)