The taxi drove to the front of the Kunlun office and stopped, and when Qi Lu was about to pay, his brain suddenly became excited, and he put his wallet in his pocket again, and told the driver a new address.
Hadron had no regular job, and he was in debt for gambling, so he hoped to make a fortune by robbing tombs to pay off the loan sharks he had borrowed.
Although his death was a bit strange, Qi Lu was more interested in the copy of the ancient tomb map in his hand.
From Liu Chenfei's mouth, Qi Lu learned that Qiangzi had divorced his wife a long time ago, and now he lives in a certain community with his father.
Since he boasted that he had an ancient tomb map at home, Qi Lu hoped that he could learn the truth of the matter from his father's mouth today.
The series of things that happened recently were so weird that Qi Lu felt extremely confused.
There were so many mysteries that he desperately wanted to get answered.
When he came to the community, Qi Lu was dumbfounded.
There are dozens of buildings in the complex, and each building is not marked with a building number.
Just when Qi Lu was about to find someone to ask for directions, an old man walked towards him tremblingly on crutches, and his sick and thin body looked terrifying, as if he would accidentally fall while walking at any time.
Qi Lu hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man, but the old man waved his hand to signal him to let go, and he didn't seem to be so willing to let others help him.
Qi Lu hesitated for a moment, but still took out the note that Liu Chenfei gave him and asked the old man about Qiangzi's address.
The old man glanced at the address above, and immediately raised his head and stared at Qi Lu without speaking.
Qi Lu was a little unnatural by his strange eyes, so he had to ask patiently: "Uncle, do you know where he lives?"
"Follow me."
His voice was very soft, like the moaning of a seriously ill man.
The old man took Qi Lu into one of the buildings, and after taking the elevator to the tenth floor, he stopped in front of an anti-theft door and fumbled for a long time before taking out the key to open the door.
Qi Lu didn't understand why the old man would bring him to the house, but when he saw that the old man was beckoning him to come in, he estimated that he was in trouble and wanted to ask himself for help, so he walked in with his head held high.
The light in the room was very dim, and the old man turned on the light, which was so bright that Qi Lu was a little dazzling, and it took him several seconds to calm down.
The furnishings in the living room are simple, with a few chairs, a dining table, and a quaint bookcase.
The bookcase was spotless, and there were more than a dozen books neatly placed inside, and Qi Lu found that they were all ancient books bound in threads, which had an antique taste.
Just as Qi Lu was looking at the furnishings of the room, the old man walked into the bedroom.
Qi Lu had no choice but to stand in the living room, and only then did he notice a black-and-white photo hanging on the wall, in which the middle-aged man was Qiangzi It turned out that the old man was Qiangzi's father, that is, the person Qi Lu was looking for, Qi Lu suddenly looked embarrassed, he didn't expect things to be so coincidental.
"Please be seated."
The voice of the old man came from behind him, and Qi Lu sat on the chair a little embarrassed.
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be Brother Qiang's father."
"What's your name?"
"Qi Lu."
He quickly took out his business card and handed it to Qiangzi's father.
The old man took the business card and put it on the dining table without looking at it, stared at Qi Lu's eyes tightly and said, "You are finally here, I have been waiting for this day for a long time." ” What does this mean Qi Lu was stunned, could it be some kind of hint, or did he know himself "Uncle, you know I'm coming today" The old man opened his mouth and laughed, his face flushed.
"I didn't know you would come today, but I knew you would come to me."
"You know me" "I don't know, I just know."
"How do you know" Qi Lu was taken aback, wondering if I had met a god today The old man did not answer his question directly, but asked him instead: "Let me ask you first, are you here to ask for the original tomb map?"
"Yes."
Qi Lu stared at the old man's face tightly, he didn't expect that this skinny old man was not an ordinary person, and he could see through his origin at a glance.
Qi Lu asked again: "Uncle, can you tell me what the hell is going on?"
Could it be that from the beginning when he met the mysterious black cat, this was a conspiracy to lure him into the bait, perhaps, everything was a carefully arranged trap, just waiting for himself to take the initiative to get in, Qi Lu fell his eyes on the black and white photo of the strong son again.
"I know you have a lot of questions on your mind."
The old man suddenly said, "But I want to ask you to do something for me." ” "Uncle, please say, I hope I can help you."
The old man's hand was raised, and he held something wrapped in cloth.
When he spoke just now, his hand was hanging all the time, and his vision was blocked by the dining table, so Qi Lu didn't know that he was holding something in his hand.
The old man placed the thing on the table and began to undo the cloth on it.
Three layers inside, three layers outside, the old man untied all the cloth wrapped on it, and finally revealed a palm-sized wooden box.
Qi Lu's eyes widened, staring at this wooden box, it looked old, and the paint on it had completely peeled off, revealing the wood background of the box itself.
But to his surprise, there were many characters carved on the wooden box, much like the oracle bone inscriptions of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
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"Please keep it for me."
The old man slowly put the wooden box in front of Qi Lu.
"Uncle, may I ask what is inside" Qi Lu tentatively opened the wooden box, but found that the lid of the box seemed to be connected to the box as a whole, and he couldn't open it at all.
"There's no way you can open it now."
The old man groaned, "You can open it after a few days." ” "Why" Qi Lu suddenly found that the words engraved on the surface of the box were very much like a lost spell, perhaps for this reason, he couldn't forcibly open the wooden box.
The old man smiled slightly and said, "This is an ancestral box, our family has kept it for more than 2,000 years, and only people in the family can open it." ” "Two thousand years, it's impossible, is there a treasure in it" Qi Lu was taken aback.
He really couldn't think of any reason for a family to keep a very ordinary-looking wooden box for thousands of years without complaint.
However, what exactly was in this wooden box Qi Lu looked at the old man, eager for him to tell him the answer.
The old man said faintly: "My son is not only unwilling to inherit the responsibilities of the family, but also has the idea of a wooden box.
In the end, he ended up with this fate, and he was also to blame. ” A little sadness spread in the room, and Qi Lu stroked the wooden box in his hand, as if the contents of the box were seeping into his body through the surface of the wooden box.
His body trembled slightly, and he subconsciously put the wooden box back on the table.
The old man let out a sigh of relief, and then continued, "Don't you wonder why I would know that you came to me?"
"Of course."
Qi Lu knew that he still had something to say.
"Our ancestors were the most loyal generals around King Zhou Mu, and since the king's return, they have been responsible for guarding the ancient tomb that is now being excavated by the archaeological team.
And the mausoleum keeper has always been a single inheritance, inherited by the eldest son of the family, to my generation, there is only one son left Xiaoqiang, but he does not want to inherit the responsibility of the family, and "the old man is ashamed, and he can't talk anymore."
The son is not good, not only did he not inherit the duties of his ancestors, but he collaborated with others to steal the treasures in the ancient tomb, no wonder the old man was so sad.
Qi Lu was afraid that the old man would be even more sad, so he hurriedly changed the topic and said: "Since you are the mausoleum keeper, why didn't you report the situation to the leaders when the government decided to dig this ancient tomb, and stop them?"
"Providence is unbearable," the old man sighed deeply and lowered his head in despair.
"Why" "Along with this wooden box, there are also the teachings of the ancestors."
The old man read out a poem in a daze, although Qi Lu was not as knowledgeable as Professor Jiang, but he also knew something about the history of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and he immediately heard that this was an ancient poem of the Zhou Dynasty similar to those poems in the Book of Songs.
Qi Lu pondered a little more, and realized the content of the ancient poem, which means that if the secret of his mausoleum is known to outsiders, the government will personally preside over the excavation, and future generations must not obstruct it.
Isn't this in line with Professor Jiang's archaeological activities, is it really the providence of the underworld?
"The teachings of the ancestors must be followed by future generations."
The old man's voice seemed to come from ancient times, "When the legacy is effective, it is also the time when the family's mission is completely over. ” Qi Lu asked: "The owner in the ancient tomb is King Zhou Mu."
"It's not."
The old man suddenly laughed desolately, "There is a demon suppressed in the tomb, and now that the archaeological team has released it, the city will soon suffer, and it will even be destroyed" "Impossible" Qi Lu cried out in a lost voice, and then he shook his head and pointed out the unreasonableness: "Uncle, if things are really as you said, then why do your ancestors still leave a testament for future generations to dig up ancient tombs without stopping it, can they bear to see the lives of future generations in misery and be indifferent?"
The old man sighed faintly and recited another ancient poem.
Qi Lu pondered again and realized the content of the poem.
It turns out that the meaning of this poem is that the day when the ancient tomb reappears in the world is also the time when the old man's family perishes.
Qi Lu was in a hurry, and he hurriedly said to the old man: "Uncle, don't worry, some prophecies may not be true. ” "There is one last line of poetry in the testament, and I will tell you about it."
The old man coughed a few times and read the last line of the poem.
Although the meaning of this poem is that a warrior will take over this wooden box from the descendants of the tomb guard and assume the responsibility of destroying demons, what surprised Qi Lu was the description of the warrior's clothing in the poem: the young warrior will come in white with a silver sword around his neck Isn't this talking about himself, Qi Lu happened to be wearing a white coat today, and he took off the necklace he was wearing around his neck and handed it to the old man to check.
No wonder the old man recognized Qi Lu at a glance outside, took someone home without asking, and confessed everything to him, it turned out that the ancestor's testament had predicted this meeting a long time ago.
"My old bones are going to be in the coffin, and the rest can only be left to you."
The old man stuffed the wooden box into Qi Lu's hand.
The wooden box had a special feeling in his hand, and Qi Lu asked solemnly: "What is in the box?"
"Topographic map of the tomb."
No wonder Qiangzi can easily find the cultural relics buried in the ancient tomb, because he has the family's mission in his blood, so he can open the box when his father is unprepared, and then copy the map of the ancient tomb.
But Qi Lu was an outsider, and he still couldn't open the wooden box, so he asked again: "I can't open it, what's the use of you handing over the box to me?"
"When I'm dead, the wooden box can be opened by anyone."
"Uncle, don't laugh."
Qi Lu wanted to return the wooden box to the old man, but he refused to accept it.
"This thing is destined to be yours, how can you disobey the destiny of heaven."
The old man leaned back in his chair and said, "I'm tired, come to me another day if you have anything." ” After saying that, he closed his eyes and seemed to fall into a deep sleep.
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Qi Lu knew that he didn't want to be disturbed, so he had to politely say goodbye and leave here in a hurry.
The sun shone through the dense foliage and sprinkled on his face like broken ice. i0 t1706231537: