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Chapter 359 Midnight Adventure (2)

Qilan followed the direction he pointed, and sure enough, dozens of small brass shovels were densely hung on a wall in the yard, exactly the same as the tools used by the legendary tomb robbers.

Qi Jiang asked puzzledly: "It's weird, since they all use real guns, why are you using these gadgets?"

Chen Xing believed in his intuition: "It's possible that they were engaged in the robbery and digging of ancient tombs. The spoils were not evenly distributed, so they fought."

Qilan shook his head, "I don't think so. Have you two carefully looked at those people lying on the ground? Some people were extremely painful when they died, and their bodies were twisted strangely. Not all of them were shot dead. They might just be responsible for the death. Tomb robbery. There are people who are responsible for collecting cultural relics. If there are different opinions, the price cannot be negotiated, or they want to deceive people, they have to kill."

Qi Jiang's eyes fell on a clay pot in the middle of the yard.Inside was a pile of loose paper ash.

"I gonna go see."

He walked over, scraped through the ashes with both hands, and after a while, he actually touched several sheets of unburned paper that were connected together.

"There are oriental characters on the paper!" He exclaimed, and looked down carefully.

"A pure gold Buddha head, [-] oceans—"

"A pair of white jade wine glasses, eight thousand oceans—"

"A pair of bronze swords, twenty thousand oceans—"

Qijiang's discovery is indeed rare.He told them that the remnants of paper appeared to be from a nearly burnt notebook.

The little information left in the book is the transaction details recorded in Japanese. Although there is not much information, it is shocking enough. It is the tip of the iceberg of rare cultural relics transactions.

Chen Xing picked up a brass shovel in amazement, and sighed: "When I first entered college, the teacher told me about the size and style of the tools used by tomb robbers. I didn't expect that in just one year, all these tools could be made. So ingenious!"

Qilan suddenly realized.No wonder Yamada went to the paper-making shop two days ago to force the old man and the old lady to rush to make paper-making people.Not only to hide the cultural relics, but also to hide the weapons, because there are still many forces watching secretly on the way of escort.
"We can't let these bad guys do whatever they want. Find a way to stop their conspiracy."

Qilan thought that Qijiang and Chen Xing would pour cold water on his thoughts, saying that the mud bodhisattva crossed the river and could not protect himself to extinguish his confidence.Unexpectedly, they thought the same as him.

"Although we are ordinary people and cannot do earth-shattering events, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world." Qi Jiang clenched his fists.

"I major in archeology, and my teacher told us to protect the country's cultural relics, save the treasures left by our ancestors, and not to be left overseas." Chen Xing also expressed his determination firmly.

They then searched the yard again and found a half-broken celadon vase.

Chen Xing carefully put the fragments of the vase into his pocket: "I'll take it back and show it to the teacher, maybe there is still hope to restore it."

Although this midnight adventure was not thrilling, it also gave the three of them a sense of mission from the bottom of their hearts.

Qijiang decided to do as many meaningful things as possible before going to study in Japan next year.And Chen Xing was also thinking about how to improve his cultural relic repair skills.

Qilan suddenly understood that when he traveled here, he should use the knowledge and ability of the 21st century to accomplish some things that seemed difficult in the early years of the Republic of China, and this trip was worthwhile.

When they returned to the yard, Xing Yuan had already fallen asleep.The three of them huddled together on the bed to sleep, but it didn't take long before they fell asleep, after all, they were too sleepy during the day.

In a small alley a few blocks away, a few crows perched on a telephone pole.

"Quack quack!"

Lin Yitang couldn't help getting up when he heard this annoying sound on the bed.

Li Yan was on another bed.He was a light sleeper, and when he heard the "creak" of the bed beside him, he guessed that someone couldn't sleep.

He always knew how to act properly, and he didn't say anything when he woke up, just quietly in the dim light, watching the other party put on his clothes and walk out lightly.

The room where Jianhua and Caiwei lived was specially found to take care of their younger sister during the exam and separated by wooden boards.

During the day, Sergeant Liu gave him a severe beating, but he felt at ease. He slept soundly.

Caiwei felt sorry for her brother, and was worried that the bad guys would come after her and cause trouble sooner or later, so she also stayed up all night.

She heard crows calling outside the house, and felt light footsteps by the window, so she couldn't help but quietly crawled out of the bed.

The sound of footsteps, she could tell by her ears, was coming from the same hall.

After staying in the army, his walking steps are so regular and never chaotic.

It's just that it's still dark, what is he doing in the yard alone?
In fact, there was not only one person in the yard, Caiwei soon heard the voice of the conversation.

Mr. Lin is always the first to wake up.This is especially true in the early morning of New Year's Day.

He walked slowly in the cold wind. After walking for a while, he heard footsteps. He turned around and found his nephew standing behind.

"Usually you don't wake up so early, and you don't go out alone when you wake up. Is there something on your mind?"

Yitang shook his head, trying to put on a casual smile: "I think today is New Year's Day, so I want to get up early and exercise."

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Mr. Lin quickly grabbed his left hand.

"You have a habit since you were a child. As long as you tell a lie, your hand will show its flaws."

His left hand is now under Mr. Lin's eyelids—the little finger is trembling slightly.

Yitang had to admire his uncle, elders were elders after all, and even his unknown weakness was well known.

"Uncle, I."

Mr. Lin grasped his left wrist tightly, and asked a question that he had wanted to ask for many days but could not find a suitable occasion:
"Do you want to go back to our hometown in the south with us?"

Yitang was taken aback, tried his best to make his little finger of his left hand more obedient, and replied in a low voice: "I want to!"

Uncle shook his head, "Look, my body doesn't obey orders anymore!"

He didn't dare to look, his damn little finger was shaking again, as if he had betrayed his master in order to stand on his uncle's side.

Lin Yitang, who was at a loss, hurriedly told the truth in order to ask his uncle to forgive him: "I just want to figure out one thing before I go back—"

Now, his fingers stopped shaking, and his heart didn't stop.

"Which thing are you talking about? Are you trying to find out who framed our family? It's too difficult. We don't have to fight for it. Let's retreat."

Lin Yitang hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to remain silent for a while.

He always felt that he couldn't just go to prison for no reason, be beaten, scolded, starved, and almost died in prison, and he couldn't just swallow the debt in a muddle-headed way.

During the day, the woman's figure appeared in front of her eyes again.He only remembered her voice, and those eyes with tears shining.

If he could find out the mastermind behind the scenes and avenge himself while at the same time avenging that Miss Zhu, it would be considered a worthwhile prison sentence.

(End of this chapter)