I Excavated an Emperor to Become a Wife

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Chapter Fourteen

The first Ming case and the second Ming case in Ninghua Village have similarities in both the place of occurrence and the way of death. Zhang Qishuo and Lin Hongxing, who has not died in the first case, are almost the same. They are the inexplicable xue in the head. Because of .ku.long, Lin Hongxing still sighs, Zhang Qishuo is not as lucky as him.

And, that Jiang Bo... Jiang Ping took a heavy puff on his cigarette, dropped the butt of the cigarette, and walked towards the tunnel where the death occurred. The cause of Jiang Bo's death could not be found out even by Mr. Fan, a highly experienced forensic doctor in China. , which is surprising.

There is no problem with his qiguan, it can't be a sudden death. Judging from his expression and movement, it is obvious that he was frightened and struggled before he died. How can I say that he is like someone who suddenly cut his lifeline when he was struggling... .

Cut off the lifeline... Thinking of Mr. Fan's words, Jiang Ping couldn't help but pay attention to Tan Cheng's fantasy. It's hard, what is it... . .

Deputy Director Jiang, I said how long do you have to stay in the tunnel? I've heard the complaints from those neurotic archaeologists, and I'm panicking. Do you want to come to this strange tomb at night?

Looking back at Xiao Lin, who was shivering at the entrance of the hole, Jiang Ping sneered: I don't know who said this weird and nonsense two days ago, what's the matter, I believe it today?

As if feeling a gust of gloomy wind, Lin Qinyu clasped his arms tightly, Seriously, I really don't believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world, but I don't believe it, but who would come to this cemetery at night, return him Mom is the cemetery where two people died.

Lin Qinyu is one of the rare female inspectors in ju. She is afraid, she really doesn't have one, has she seen very few si.shi in these years? But no one would want to continue working after work. Looking at the deputy director who was working very seriously in front of her, she couldn't help but mutter: So hard work can only be a deputy, you can see that the one who is working is going to leave work on time. , sit and collect the results.

You just let me in when you're okay, what are you standing there muttering?

Yes, yes, I'll come.

The depths of the tunnel were very dark. Jiang Ping could only observe the inside of the tunnel with the help of the searchlight. The tunnel was constructed reasonably and he paid attention to safety. Jiang Ping did not find any signs of collapse in the tunnel when he walked to the end. In addition to some blood stains mixed with mud, there is a hole about ten centimeters deep at the bottom of the tunnel. It was here that they saw Zhang Qishuo, who was half-in-the-earth.

Tentatively, I stepped on the edge of the cave with my foot, and the soil was very firm, which ruled out the possibility of collapse.

Thinking of the situation where Zhang Qishuo's leg bones were almost completely broken, Jiang Ping seemed to be able to see such a scene, Zhang Qishuo was dragged directly into the ground by a strange force...

He couldn't help frowning, and Jiang Ping inadvertently saw half of the objects exposed in the soil in the corner. He was about to squat down and stretched out his hand to take it, but Lin Qinyu, his sidekick, hurriedly stopped it.

I think this kind of thing can't be touched without touching it. After all, it was buried in the tomb. Lin Qinyu also saw the object, licked his dry lips, and frowned: And those archaeologists are not talking about this tomb. Is it the imperial mausoleum from a thousand years ago?

Looking at Lin Qinyu, his face suddenly turned ugly, and his fingernails pinched his Lin Qinyu fiercely. Jiang Ping frowned, realizing that Lin Qinyu's situation was not right, Jiang Ping said, Let's go back first today.

After all, he half-supported and half-pulled Lin Qinyu out of the tunnel.

In the tomb, the man tapped the sarcophagus with his fingers and said with a smile, A thousand years?

millennium......

Zhang Qishuo's home is in Zhengyuan Township, Sichuan, not far from the junction of Shaanxi and Sichuan.

The first seven, it is customary to think that the first seven refers to the seventh day after a person's death. The elderly all believe that the soul of the deceased will return home on the first seven, and the family should prepare a meal for the soul of the deceased before the soul returns. After that, they must avoid it. The best way is to sleep. ; If the soul of the deceased sees his family, it will make him remember and affect his reincarnation as a human being.

Qin Cheng was not considered Zhang Qishuo's family, so he didn't need to shy away from sitting and chatting with Zhang Qishuo's neighbors and villagers in the courtyard of Zhang Qishuo's house.

This doll is the heart of his parents. He finally cultivated a graduate student, but it suddenly disappeared. How can his parents bear it?

Tsk tsk, what a pity, what a pity. How could he have the heart to leave his parents behind at such a young age...

The neighbors who were chatting couldn't see it, but that didn't mean Tan Cheng couldn't see it. Zhang Qishuo's soul appeared out of nowhere. He slowly wandered in the yard, then walked into the peach house and sat at the dining table. He watched from side to side, and Tan Cheng knew. He is looking for his parents...

Seeing Zhang Qishuo standing up and hesitating as if he wanted to go inside the house, but seemed unwilling to step in again, Qin Cheng felt a sudden tension in his heart, Zhang Qishuo wanted to see his parents again... After all, Yin and Yang are separated. .

In the end, Zhang Qishuo still did not enter the room, but knelt down in front of the door and kowtowed into the room.

Indistinctly, Tan Cheng heard Zhang Qishuo say: Parents are well... 100 years old...

Zhang Qishuo was eating alone under the dim white candlelight, Qin Cheng raised his head and looked at the starry sky, his eyes were red.

I don't know when, Zhang Qishuo came behind Tan Cheng and said with a sigh:

I'm risking my life...get my

Research done...burn me the book, and...

I'll take care of them.

Qin Cheng's words made Zhang Qishuo, who was standing behind him, stunned.

It turns out... Can Qin Cheng see it... It turns out...

His face changed and changed, looking at Tan Cheng's back, Zhang Qishuo opened his mouth and had a lot to ask, but in the end he just patted Tan Cheng's shoulder: Everything, it's up to you... .

In the deep and slightly bright sky, there are still a few stars scattered, the ground is dark, the weeds are trembling slightly, and everywhere is shrouded in mysterious thin light. A skylark, as if joined with the stars, sings in the sky, and the sky seems to be holding its breath and listening to the ode to the boundless universe sung by this little being.

The sky was bright, Zhang Qishuo disappeared, the rooster also croaked, stood up, Tan Cheng approached the old house step by step, pushed open the door and walked in, Zhang Qishuo's parents did not sleep, but sat in the house silently wiping tears .

A few days seem to have passed a few years, the gray on the temples, the people in their fifties, and the exhaustion from the excessive sadness makes the two of them look many years older in an instant.

From now on, your parents will be your parents......

I won't go down without uncovering the secret of that tomb.

There was a shortage of scientific research personnel at the large tomb of Ninghua Village, and because of this incident several times, the meeting was held several times, no matter how other people quarreled, Tan Cheng said:

continue.

Continuing to study and dig for so many years, Jiang Bo and Zhang Qishuo both lost their lives because of this. If they gave up, it would not only be a pity for them, but Qin Cheng felt that it would be a pity for himself who had spent four or five years.

We don't start work at night. It ends before five o'clock. It doesn't matter if the work speed is slow, no matter how many years I will keep going.

You don't fucking kill us!

Then get out! Angrily dropping this sentence, Qin Cheng ignored the noisy crowd behind him and left.

The meeting broke up unhappily, and the result was good for Tan Cheng. His words angered the opponents, leaving only sixteen archaeologists, but at least the work does not need to be stagnant.

From 8:00 in the morning to 4:00 in the afternoon, commute to get off work on time, and no one is allowed to stay at the mausoleum beyond this time. For the sake of safety, Li Guoxian also found a medium-sized bus and allocated some funds to transport all the personnel to Xi'an city on time, and did not allow the scientific research personnel to live in Ninghua Village.

Avoiding the dark night and early morning, the half-month excavation work is over, and all the archaeologists are safe and sound.

The tunnel leads directly to the lower end of the tomb passage, and the large stone slabs on the edge of the tomb are slowly removed, and the Shinto leading to the tomb, which has been buried for thousands of years, appears little by little in front of Qin Cheng's eyes...

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