I walked quickly to the door, but unexpectedly, a group of students who were visiting as a group came in and blocked the corridor in front of the door.
When I pushed aside the crowd and went down to the lobby on the first floor, I could no longer find that person.
I muttered a curse to myself, what a ghost, I seemed to have seen that person before somewhere, but I couldn't remember.
I had a vague hunch that the other person was also here for a few cultural relics brought from Hunan for exhibition.
Just when I was lost in thought, Ai Hongjun rushed over from behind and said loudly: "What's wrong?
The company commander saw someone and felt like he had lost his soul.
You can't just leave this time.
Let's drink when I get off work." go."
I was afraid that Ai Hongjun’s loud voice would affect other people, so I dragged him outside the Natural History Museum and chatted for a few words.
I said, "You are so mischievous, why did you become a police officer?
With your voice like a cannon, you can scare away thieves even two miles away."
Ai Hongjun smiled and said: "The leaders of our branch are interested in my bright voice and my ability to control it.
Last time I heard other comrades say that you are going abroad soon.
It seems that we can't recruit people at home.
Tianjin dialect, Rong I have no idea.
You are really planning to go out and speculate."
I said: "How can there be speculation in foreign countries?
I'm not going out to be a second-rate dealer.
We live a flexible life and do whatever suits us.
Why are you wandering around the museum in uniform and you are not on duty now?"
After asking this, I found out that Ai Hongjun's hometown is Hunan.
After leaving the army, he was assigned to work in Tianjin.
Due to his busy work, he never had time to go home to visit relatives.
This time, a group of cultural relics from Hunan Province came to Tianjin for exhibition.
Among the staff who came with them, there was a girl named Ai Xiaohong, Ai Hongjun's biological sister, so Ai Hongjun took the time to come over to see her.
I thought to myself: Lao Ai has a ready-made back door, so I quickly said to Ai Hongjun: "Let's put the drinking aside for now.
I have something urgent now.
You have to find a way to help me use the back door."
Ai Hongjun said: "If you need any help between us, just ask.
In addition to borrowing a gun, you can also lend me your head."
I said: "Who said that I asked you to borrow a gun?
Your sister-in-law is an American.
Did you know that she looks just like us Chinese and is an old friend of the Chinese people, but in fact she is eating foreign steamed buns?"
Growing up, to put it bluntly, I am a foreigner.
Those foreigners like to see our Chinese antiques.
It is said that the Han Dynasty copper stove on display was collected by her ancestors several generations ago, so it is particularly sentimental. , I burst into tears when I saw it.”
Ai Hongjun interrupted: "Company Commander, you are already married, but I didn't even drink a glass of wedding wine."
I said, "Don't interrupt.
We're not married yet.
When we get married, I'll definitely treat you to a drink.
Do you want to have a wedding wine?
If you really want to have a wedding wine, you have to help, because your sister-in-law said she wants to take a closer look."
Look at this antique, if I can't satisfy her little wish, she'll break up with me.
You said I'm a grown-up, and it's not easy to find a wife."
Ai Hongjun looked embarrassed: "These cultural relics from Hunan Province are locked in display cabinets.
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I am not a member of the security department of this unit, and I don't have the key.
Besides, these are national treasures.
How can we ordinary people just take a look at them?"
Look and touch it if you want, foreign guests don't get this treatment.
But don't worry, company commander, I'll ask my sister, maybe she can find a chance to show you."
After Ai Hongjun finished speaking, he called his sister Ai Xiaohong over and introduced us to each other.
When I saw that Ai Xiaohong had been a commentator before, she spoke softly and spoke very standard Mandarin.
No matter how I looked at it, I couldn’t believe it.
His brother is a biological brother and sister.
After a few words of intimacy, I asked her if she could go through the back door, open the window of the display case, and let us take a closer look at the cultural relics, and then take some photos for study.
Unexpectedly, Ai Xiaohong was not embarrassed and agreed: "No problem, but the items shipped to Tianjin this time are not genuine items, but fake items imitated by experts at a one-to-one ratio, specifically for exhibition use.
According to relevant regulations , first-class cultural relics are stored in special warehouses and will not be moved easily.
It is not a big deal to look at fakes, but it is inconvenient during the day.
In the evening, I will say hello to the night shift worker and take you in through the back door to visit. " When I heard that it was a fake, I couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Those real things might be tightly sealed in an underground treasure house.
Without special opportunities, I might never see them again in this life.
I gave up the idea at that time.
But Ai Xiaohong added: "Although they are counterfeit, they are all made by experts, and the details are accurate.
They are almost indistinguishable from the real thing.
Even the cracks on it are exactly the same."
I then thought about it, we came to see this alchemy furnace specifically, mainly because we wanted to see some of the alchemy pictures on the furnace wall.
Maybe there would be clues to the golden elixir in the ancient tombs.
If the imitations are enough to be fake, the patterns on them The carvings are exactly the same, just like the photos of the real thing, so they should be worth seeing.
So I made an appointment with Ai Xiaohong to meet at the back door of the Natural History Museum at 11 o'clock tonight.
Ai Hongjun still had work to do, so he gave Ai Xiaohong a few words, said goodbye to me hurriedly, and rode off on a white bicycle.
I waited at the museum gate until Shiry Yang came back, and briefly told her about meeting my former comrades in arms and that she could come in through the back door to visit at night.
She was very happy, but when she heard that what she was looking at was a fake, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. .
That night we came to the back door of the Natural History Museum as promised.
This is a narrow and deserted street.
The cold wind is strong in the middle of the night, making the dead branches creak.
There is not a single pedestrian on the whole street.
I knocked on the door, and Ai Xiaohong, wrapped in a military coat and carrying a long, large flashlight, took me and Shiry Yang in.
The entire Museum of Natural History was quiet, and the lights in the main building were all dark.
In the concierge outside, there was an old man on night duty.
He had already greeted him in advance, asked him to get a bunch of keys, and came directly to the door.
He unlocked the door and entered the hall, which was a dark specimen exhibition room.
The hall is very spacious, and with every step you take, there is an echo of space.
Ai Xiaohong turned on the flashlight and looked around.
The various insects and wild beasts that had been taxidermied always maintained a frozen posture.
It didn't look like much during the day, but it did look a bit different in the dark. fear.
Ai Xiaohong seemed a little scared, and turned to me and said: "The Natural History Museum at night and during the day are really two completely different places.
Maybe it is too quiet, and I am not used to it."
I am very familiar with this kind of silent and strange atmosphere, and I know that Ai Xiaohong is not a staff member of the museum, and she is not familiar with the environment and building structure inside, so I took the flashlight in her hand and walked forward, while As he walked, he said to her and Shiry Yang: "In this building, the first floor is Zongzi and the second floor is Mingqi.
It would be strange if it is not quiet."
Ai Xiaohong didn't know what I meant, but Shiry Yang naturally knew it and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, the exhibits here are all animal and plant model specimens, and there are no ancient human corpses, so there will be no rice dumplings."
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I said freely that I thought animal specimens should also be a kind of "zombie".
In the process of early taxidermy production, I must have learned a lot of experience in making mummies.
Moreover, biological specimens also include "human body specimens", but Zongzi specimens will not become corpses or become moldy.
I heard from my grandfather that in the Qing Dynasty, there was a female rebel leader named "Wang Guanyin".
After she was unfortunately arrested and killed, her body was secretly bought by foreigners and made into a specimen, which was transported by sea to the UK for exhibition. , advertised as the remains of the Virgin Mary, taking advantage of foreigners' curiosity about the mysterious East to defraud money.
This kind of human specimen is very inhumane and has nothing to do with popular science.
Ai Xiaohong's face turned pale when she heard me talk about human specimens, and she quickly said: "Brother Hu, please don't mention these things again.
I heard someone say today that there are two very evil specimens in this museum.
If you weren't my brother's comrade, I wouldn't dare bring you in at night."
Shiry Yang and I both found it strange that the word "evil" should be used to describe a specimen.
Ai Xiaohong stopped and pointed to a glass cabinet at the end of the hall: "In that display cabinet, there is a specimen of a white bat." ”
I wondered: "White bats are indeed rare, but they are not without them in the world.
Why is it worth making a fuss about?
Why don't you tell me and let me analyze whether it is true or false."
Shiry Yang said to Ai Xiaohong: "There are many collections in the museum, and there are naturally many related stories and legends.
Some things have been passed down for a long time, and they will inevitably become distorted and deformed.
You don't need to take them seriously."
Ai Xiaohong said: "Probably I am too timid.
I also heard from an old lady next to the guest house today.
She said that there is a white bat specimen in the Museum of Natural History, which was hunted by a mountain man before liberation."
I have heard what she said before.
Legend has it that children often disappeared at that time.
The common people thought they were kidnapped and trafficked by "players" and did not dare to let the children go out to play easily.
Unexpectedly, children nearby continued to disappear one after another, causing every house to close its doors and remain in panic all day long. .
Later, an old man with a white ribbon around his waist came to the village.
He said that all the children had been eaten by the "Yaksha Hungry Ghost".
The hungry ghost had eaten many children and was about to turn into a human form and be reincarnated.
Pregnant women with big bellies within a hundred miles may be pregnant with "ghost fetuses".
Now they have no choice but to take medicine to abort the fetus, or throw the stillborn fetus into the mountains.
Before liberation, people were very superstitious, and they immediately believed it to be true.
There were countless fools and followers who forced pregnant women to drink medicine to cause miscarriages, and then threw stillborn fetuses into a ravine, killing countless innocent lives.
There was a hunter in the mountains who chased a white rabbit one day.
He lost his way and got into a cave.
He saw the cave was full of bones.
When he was panicking, he saw a white shadow flashing deep in the cave.
He immediately struck the rabbit with his hunting fork. , actually stabbed an old gray-white bat to death, and since then no children have been lost nearby.
Some people say that this old bat was transformed by an evil spirit between heaven and earth during the early days of chaos, and it specialized in cannibalism.
It also transformed into an old man and deceived people in the market, tricking people into using medicine to cause miscarriages and throwing them into the mountains to support it.
Guanyin Bodhisattva must have appeared and asked the white rabbit to lead the hunters into the cave, eliminating this harm for the people.
It can be seen that Buddha and Heaven are very close, and he is truly a rescuer.
Otherwise, if there is no comprehensive Buddha Dharma, how can a mere hunter have the ability to kill the hunter in the cave?
The old demon hunter got the white bat carcass, and his deeds were widely spread.
Several foreigners came to buy it back with money, made specimens and put them in the museum in Tianjin, where they have been preserved to this day.
Eighty percent of this kind of legend in divination is false.
It may be true that white bats were caught by white bats by hunters and resold to foreigners to make specimens.
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The rest cannot be verified.
Most of them are passed around and become increasingly unclear.
Reliable gossip.
I walked closer and shined a flashlight on the white bat specimen.
I couldn't tell that it had been a man-eating devil when it was alive.
I was about to ask Ai Xiaohong to come over and have a look, not to be so suspicious, but suddenly I heard footsteps above my head.
Ai Xiaohong was startled when she heard the sound, and almost fell to the ground in fright: "The old bat spirit is really alive."
Suddenly a thought flashed in my mind, and I immediately remembered the figure I saw from behind during the day.
I called to Shiry Yang and Ai Xiaohong: "There is a snitch on the second floor."
Before I finished speaking, I rushed upstairs first, but the door on the second floor was blocked.
The lock was locked, and the key was still in Ai Xiaohong's hand.
I had no choice but to hold up a flashlight and shine it through the glass window.
Sure enough, there was a figure in the darkness, squatting near the alchemy furnace.
He suddenly saw me outside the door, and was quite surprised.
He turned around and ran to the window and climbed out from the window sill.
At this time, Ai Xiaohong and Shiry Yang also followed and hurriedly took the keys to open the door.
I couldn't wait to push the door open and go inside.
I saw that the window was open and the cold wind was blowing into the house.
But the man ran away so fast and had already disappeared into the night.
Seeing that we had nowhere to chase, we had to close the window and look around.
Fortunately, nothing was lost, and they were all imitations.
It didn't matter if it was really damaged or lost.
However, when I first saw these exhibits, I mistakenly thought they were real things due to the distance.
This museum does not have strict security measures, so it is no wonder that someone would be interested in these antiquities.
I said to Ai Xiaohong: "Since there is no loss, I don't think there is any need to tell the police.
Thieves have the most guilty conscience.
After being alarmed this time, they will definitely not dare to come here again."
At this time, Shiry Yang picked up a red plastic-covered notebook from the ground.
This kind of notebook is very common.
Most of them are issued by the work unit for use.
They have work records printed on them.
They may have been thrown on the ground in a panic when the snitch left in a hurry.
I took the work record from her hand, opened it and looked at it.
I saw the owner's name "Sun Xuewu" written on the first page.
I read it twice in my mouth and asked Shiry Yang: "Who is Sun Xuewu?
I seem to have heard the name somewhere.
Do you have any impression?"
Shiry Yang said: "Old Hu, you forgot, this is the name of Professor Sun.
Professor Sun, an expert who often travels to villages to collect dragon bone scriptures and studies ancient symbols and characters.
What is he doing at the Natural History Museum late at night?"
I didn’t have a good impression of Professor Sun, so I sneered: “This old thief, I caught him and showed his face, let’s see what he can do in the future and say that I’m a backstabber.”
As he spoke, I casually flipped through the work record, and it turned out that The more you look at it, the more thrilling it becomes.
The image of the priceless bone mirror of King Qin is clearly drawn in it
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