Shan Shen's car went straight through the playground without any obstruction and arrived at the low building where we were originally imprisoned.
Shan Shen personally led us into the basement.
"This was originally a cellar and was later converted into a warehouse.
The archaeological team's things are on the shelves at the back.
If you need anything, just take it.
That's all I can do now."
I knew it was difficult for him to say anything, so I quickly thanked him and assured him that all research activities would be kept to a minimum and would never affect the construction of the oasis.
He left the key and turned to leave, his back looking even thinner than before.
When the fat man saw that everyone had left, he took a long breath: "Fuck, what's going on?
Can we continue to investigate Gong Chaoyang?"
"Sacrificed.
I heard that the body has been brought back."
I put down my backpack.
"The situation is complicated now, and I don't think there will be peace outside.
Let's try to be as low-key as possible, take the things and leave, so as not to stir up this muddy water."
Lao Chuai looked at me confused.
I was too lazy to explain these political struggles to him, so I turned around and asked Shiry Yang how the situation was.
She opened her sketchbook, and a clear and concise aerial view suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
"According to the patterns on the rice dumplings, I restored the topographic map of the city.
It was very spectacular and basically consistent with the recorded ancient city of Zhenku.
But the story recorded in the double-sided text was very wrong.
I thought about it, maybe because I was familiar with it.
The misunderstanding of the word is caused by inaccurate translation.”
"First tell me what you wrote."
"Murder, a collective murder.
Zongyi records that General Kenudo did not die at the end of his life.
This general who was over eighty years old died on the battlefield in order to protect the people under his city, which is what we call Zhenku City today.
Document The specific situation was not described, but it was mentioned that the people of Zhenku City were led by the general to resist tyranny and fight for their right to survive.
We all know that the destruction of Zhenku City has occurred.
Before Jingjue's demise, Shenyuan was a large city with rich underground mines and an important geographical location.
Its demise directly shook the stability of Jingjue's future generations, but the reason for its disappearance has always been a mystery.
But at least it is certain now.
The Green Sea No. 1 under our feet is the ruins of the ancient city.
We may be able to find a way to enter from the records left by the archaeological team."
I looked around the entire warehouse.
In the building of more than thirty square meters, various materials were piled up, and the information shelves Shan Shen mentioned were just two rows of crumbling wooden bookshelves.
I turned over the snakeskin bag on the floor and climbed to the edge of the bookshelf on the desk and chair.
"With so much material, it's only necessary to find it in the Year of the Monkey, the Horse and the Moon."
The fat man picked up the brown paper bag at hand, opened the thread seal, flipped through a few pages, and then started to rummage in other places.
"Look for it by time.
There is a number on the bag.
We need to locate it accurately, starting from the first file two years ago."
I encouraged everyone.
After careful counting, there were more than thirty bags of files, plus two bags of cultural relic fragments.
The fat man picked up the document bag as if he was resigned to his fate: "If I had known this, I might as well have brought Four Eyes over here.
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Come on, come on, move some space for me, everyone can sit down and watch."
I removed all the cowhide bags from the bookshelf to do some rough sorting, and one of the folders with a lacquer seal caught my attention.
"Lao Chuai, have you brought your copper coins?"
"Yes, I carry it with me.
What's wrong?"
I pointed to the lacquer seal on the folder and said, "Here, there is the same mark."
Lao Cai reached out and took out a small cloth bag from the depths of his pocket, pulled apart the threads at both ends, opened his palm and poured out the copper coins.
This Zhenku coin is a relic left by his father, and it is also the only clue about Zhenku City.
The lacquer seal on the portfolio coincides with the circular pattern on the back of the copper coin.
I was overjoyed and had a premonition that a huge discovery would be made.
"I'll open it," Lao Cai held the cowhide bag, his hands shaking constantly, "Forget it, you'd better do it."
He looked at everyone with wide eyes, and finally stuffed the paper bag into my arms.
I stared at the crumpled file and slowly opened the seal.
There are two thread-bound handwritten books in the bag, one of which is marked "Work Manual" and the other is written "Pattern".
I took the lead in opening the picture sample, and it contained all black and white photos.
As the photos appear page after page, everyone's breathing rises and falls.
This album contains documentary photos from the archaeological site, recording in detail Shan Mingzhi's discoveries in the Green Sea.
At that time, this oasis did not have an official name like "Green Sea No. 1", and researchers affectionately called it It is called "White Dragon's Nest".
Firstly, it is to commemorate the unearthing of the dragon bone inscription; secondly, the shape of the oasis is circular, echoing the white milk beach not far away, like a homecoming.
The romantic and passionate archaeological team excavated a total of three ancient ruins near the White Dragon's Nest, including the Bainuitan dragon bone tomb that we found previously, as well as the Sweet Tears Well ruins and the black copper tower that have not yet revealed their true identity.
I flipped through a few more pages and found that in addition to the precious unearthed cultural relics recorded in the photos, there were also some daily photos of the archaeological team members.
There are very few photos of Gong Chaoyang.
Thinking of the treasured Seagull camera, I estimate that most of the photos should have been taken by him.
While I was pondering for a moment, Shiry Yang had already picked up the work manual and started to look through it.
She turned the pages very quickly, looking more like she was looking for something than reading.
Regarding the affairs of Zhenku City, she has the most extensive contact among the four of us.
It seems that she must have discovered some details that no one has noticed yet.
Her focused look caught the others' attention.
The fat man opened his mouth and asked what he had discovered.
I shushed, pulled him and Lao Cai to sit on the edge and said, "We have never seen the ruins and the black copper tower in the photo album.
They may have been destroyed during the later construction.
These two locations are very suspicious.
I’ll go out later and ask around first.”
"Why don't we just ask Shan Shan directly?
Do they still know about the city they built?"
"It's better not to bother him about this matter."
He took us to the warehouse and risked the world's disapproval.
If the matter can be explained clearly in one or two sentences, why bother to let us find the answer ourselves.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that he is currently suffering from unspeakable hardships.
He is probably being restrained from within the Corps and is unable to interact too much with us.
The fat man instantly understood what I meant, and he cursed dissatisfiedly: "Where did all these bullshit rules come from?
I've given up on them a long time ago."
"Okay, okay, we are here to save people, not to hold a rally."
I continued to look through the photo album and quickly came up with a plan, "I have a plan, it may sound a bit risky, but it is definitely worth a try. .
We have many photos that include details of those two monuments.
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Photos and panoramic photos.
In theory, no matter how the surface characteristics change, the local Feng Shui will not be deceptive.
I can make a simple restoration map based on these photos and reshape the White Dragon's Nest two years ago according to Feng Shui.
Use the magic method to locate the location of the monument."
"It sounds a bit mysterious to me, please speak slowly."
Lao Chuai didn't seem to understand, "How long will it probably take?"
"With the on-site inspection, half a day is enough."
I felt confident, "Now we need a topographic map of the Green Sea, preferably including road facilities for easy comparison."
"I'll look for it," the fat man took out a pack of cigarettes, waved his hand and walked out the door, probably to get close to the guard standing guard.
I laid out the pen and paper and immediately started to draw a sketch of the white dragon's nest based on the landform features in the photo.
There were more than seventy photos related to historical sites in the photo album, and I spread them out one by one, covering half of the room.
Shiry Yang closed the workbook and stepped forward.
She tiptoed around the photos on the ground, squatted next to me and said, "It's a pity.
We missed a great opportunity."
I was busy arranging photos, and after hearing her remarks, I immediately looked up and asked what was going on.
"Do you remember the dead body in the armadillo cave?"
"Remember, that person died in a very strange way
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