I collect cultural relics in the human world

After saying that, several villagers stopped dawdling and pushed Xiao Wuzi and Representative Wu. Uncle Zhao took the lead and headed west in a tacit agreement, which was the direction of the ancestral temple.

"Uncle Qin, what do you think?" Fan Yu was a few steps behind as usual and asked Lao Chaofeng, "Is it a show or is it real?"

"Like real."

"I also think that those two people are still in the dark. At least Xiaowuzi must not know what happened to the spring in the village. If I didn't lend him some courage, he wouldn't dare to stay. He would have run away as early as last night ”

"Money can make the world go round. Who else could it be besides the two of them?" Jun Jiuzi disagreed. "Last night's experience has confirmed that the spring water is a natural thing in the desert. The water source that existed thousands of years ago, because of the ancient artifacts If it dries up once it dries up, this ancient thing must be a foreign thing, the eight characters are inconsistent, and the only outsider here except us is Representative Wu."

"Why must it be an outsider?" Lao Chaofeng asked.

"Because only outsiders have motives." Jun Jiuzi answered matter-of-factly.

"Motive," Fan Yu pondered the word, looking at the villagers in groups in front of him and shaking his head, "People's hearts are the most unpredictable. Nowadays, geographical survey technology is becoming more and more advanced. Mingsheng Urban Construction Company may not be the first to see the wonderful scenery here. You know, it’s just the first one that comes out in the open, how do you know no one else wants to get a share of this pie.”

"You mean there were other people paid off?"

"My people are checking."

"The one who just called you?"

After hearing this, Fan Yu showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and then he laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "That person is helping us check for antiquities. We have no clues yet, but what we are looking for are antiquities, but what we really have to deal with is the human heart."

Jun Jiuzi stopped talking and looked at the three of them thoughtfully. At this moment, He Si stepped forward, patted Fan Yu on the shoulder and said, "Sister Liu just called me, and she was scolded again." ?”

"It's not because of you that we discussed so much in secret and didn't tell me in time. Sister Liu received the task in the middle of the night and stayed up until her beauty sleep. She checked all the eighteen generations of the elephant's ancestors. In the morning, she learned that Director Deng sent a car to transport cattle and sheep, and he has nothing to do with elephants. Can you stop scolding me?"

"Oops, I saw it wrong, I'm sorry," He Si apologized, but her tone was very brisk and she didn't mean to apologize at all, "How about you tell me, what other elephants are there?"

"There are really not many bronze wine vessels related to elephants. Uncle Qin should have given you a popular science. Sister Liu looked up more information about ivory. Do you know why?" Fan Yu deliberately let it slip. , He Si naturally shook her head like a rattle.

"Did you know that ivory is actually a symbol of death on the elephant?" Seeing He Si shaking her head, Fan Yu continued to ask.

"Are you talking about the fact that elephants are hunted by humans because of the huge cultural and economic value of their ivory?"

"Yes, Sister Liu gave me a popular science lesson on loving animals and cherishing life. You may think it is very similar to the fate of the spring that disappeared today."

"That's right," before He Si could answer, Jun Jiuzi took over, "Because of the tourism value and potential economic benefits brought by the spring water, Shaquan Village has been targeted by people. This really makes a connection. Come on, your Sister Liu is really amazing."

"Right, so I got scolded when I was scolded, and I didn't resist." Fan Yu joked a few words and then said, "Another point, you must not know, elephants will undergo six tooth changes in their life, and after the last tooth change , they will reach the end of their lives, and before elephants have a premonition of death, they will go to a place with water alone and quietly wait for death to come, which is the elephant grave."

"So what I saw was most likely an elephant mound?"

"Who knows?" Fan Yu shrugged, while Qin Jian listened silently. He knew that He Si still couldn't let go of the ivory, so although Liu Rui's speculation completely ignored the imagery of bronze and wine statues, Qin Jian didn't refute a word.

While talking, several people had already walked far away, and Uncle Zhao and the others at the front of the team finally stopped and said in a deep voice: "We're here."

In the valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, an ancient temple stood. It was an ancient temple that was completely different from He Si's imagination. She thought she would see an earthen house similar to the previous buildings in the village. At most, it only took up a small area. The area is larger. Unexpectedly, what appeared in front of me was a building made of heavy stones. The top stones were neatly covered with reed woven bedding. The huge stones were stacked closely and orderly. The outer walls had already It was eroded by wind and sand and became mottled, but the structure is still as solid as ever.

This ancient temple stands abruptly in the endless world, watching over Shaquan Village. In addition to its grandeur, it has a mysterious and ancient charm.

"Uncle Zhao has left." Lao Chaofeng woke up the few people who were obviously distracted by the building in front of them, and took the lead in heading towards the door full of vicissitudes of life.

The villagers took the lead and clasped their hands together at the door of the ancient temple and murmured to themselves for a while before opening the door. The smell of history poured out of the closed door along with the sand and dust. Without the sun's rays, the coolness came. Several people shivered in unison before they walked through the door together.

This ancient temple looks solemn and majestic from the outside, but it is very simple and simple on the inside. It can even be said to be simple. There are no statues, no murals, and not even decorations. There are only layers of wooden frames that line the east side from bottom to top. The walls and wooden frames are all covered with memorial tablets of ancestors.

The wooden frame and the tablets were very clean, and they should have been taken care of regularly. Qin Jian looked at them carefully for a while. As Li Chong and Zhu Bin said before, the names on the lower wooden tablets could still be clearly seen, and gradually went up. It was blurry, but the top wooden sign had decayed, and there was no trace of either Zhu Yunwen or the general who followed him.

No one, including Uncle Zhao, made any move. Zhu Bin took a step forward first, walked to a brand new wooden sign at the bottom, knelt down and kowtowed.

Fan Yu lightly touched Li Chong's shoulder and asked, "Is that the old village chief, Zhu Bin's father?"

"Yeah." Li Chong nodded.

Fan Yu stopped talking. After Zhu Bin finished a set of procedures and stood up again, he said: "I have sent the location. The cattle and sheep will be delivered soon. Uncle Zhao, during this period, will show us the village first." Ambition?"

Uncle Zhao clenched and let go his hands at his side, as if he had made a lot of determination, and finally said: "Turn your back first."

After saying that, seeing the outsiders turn around as he was told, he walked to the wooden frame on the east side, squatted down next to the old village chief's memorial tablet, groped for a while, and took out a box from under the wooden frame.

"Okay," Uncle Zhao did not immediately open the box and take out the village chronicle, but said to a few strangers in his eyes: "I can only read the village chronicle. As for the people who read it, you can choose one by yourself." represent."

"Then let's take care of Professor He." Lao Chaofeng made the final decision. He Si did not shirk, and immediately walked to Uncle Zhao and watched him slowly open the box in his hand.

At some point, light penetrated through the cracks in the stone and shot into the dark room. The long and narrow light was like a hazy ribbon, and the floating dust shone in it, like a constellation of stars, so beautiful and dreamy.

Fantasy...no!
  He Si immediately realized that everything in front of her had changed. The light was not so much entering from the outside world as it was passing through the box in Uncle Zhao's hand. The columnar light slowly pushed outward as the pages of the book were opened. The light shines on the walls and roof of the stone temple, as if the box contains diamonds instead of village chronicles. Looking at Uncle Zhao again, the flesh-and-blood figure was transformed into a sculpture.

He Si was stunned. She instinctively wanted to ask for help. When she turned around, curious, worried, eager... everyone with their own thoughts disappeared, leaving only a room of stone sculptures standing behind her. Fear gripped her heart. What was deeper than fear was the helplessness that hit her instantly.

"Qin Jian!" She trotted two steps and came to the stone statue. Qin Jian, who still looked like an old court servant when he entered the ancient temple, returned to his original form. His face lost its usual calmness, his eyes were wide open, and his expression was ferocious. He leaned forward and stretched his injured right hand forward. It was as if he noticed the danger in an instant and wanted to warn him, but Shi Feng was too fast and failed.

"Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu!" He Si called out twice more, and then she discovered that there was a lifelike bird carving on the roof beam, and it turned out to be Xiaojiu.

"How could this happen?" He Si forced herself to calm down and shuffled to the village chronicle where the incident originated, trying to find some clues from it. But the intense white light enveloped the pages of the book, making me dizzy and unable to see anything.

He Si did not dare to take the book by herself, and her eyes returned to the stone statue. Everyone maintained their calm expressions for a second, completely unaware of the danger coming, but Qin Jian was different.

"Bah."

A very light sound came to her ears, as light as the wind blowing across the dunes, and a grain of sand slipped inadvertently, but He Si did not ignore the sound. She looked in the direction of the sound, and a crack appeared at the gate. The face of the nearest stone statue is Xiao Wuzi.

"Not good." He Si knew that the situation was not good. She was probably entering someone's game again, and this time the level had a time limit. If she cannot find a way to crack it within the time limit, these stone statues will turn into powder one after another, and the original bodies of the stone statues may no longer exist.

At the end of her rope, He Si stared at Qin Jian's anxious profile, then calmed down, took a deep breath, and slowly closed her eyes.

In the empty stone house, she turned into a particle of dust, floating in the air. She didn't move, but the world began to rotate with her as the origin, showing all the scenes before her eyes.

Light and shadow fold the space, Uncle Zhao's depressed face, Fan Yu's sloppy movements, Jun Jiuzi's curious look, Qin Jian's outstretched hand...

No, He Si opened her eyes - light, it was light. The last place where Qin Jian's hand reached out was not to himself, but to the beam of light in front of him.

He Si once again paid attention to the light emitted from the village record. It was long and narrow, penetrating the entire space, leaving mottled light and shadow, but intentionally or unintentionally avoided the stone statues - maybe the light could wake them up.

The sound of the stone statue cracking continued. Thinking of this, He Si no longer hesitated, and silk spurted out from her fingertips, cutting through the roof beams like cutting tofu.

Xiao Jiu's stone statue fell down, and a beam of light happened to pass through it on the way down. The black wings recovered half of their strength, and before they could regain their ability to fly, they fell into He Si's palm.

He Si touched Xiao Jiu's half-petrified wings and put them completely in the light. Sure enough, the stone melted and the black luster flowed out. Xiao Jiu shook his head, and his eyes became clear from confusion.

"Quick, help me move Qin Jian into the light."

"Chirp." After Qingyue's touching cry, Xiaojiu raised his wings.

Qin Jian was not far from the light. With the efforts of the hurricane, his fingertips finally touched the ray of sunshine. The stones are like ice, gradually melting under the warm sunlight. From the fingertips to the arms, shoulders, chest, head... the body gradually returned to its original texture. Qin Jian pulled the corners of his mouth that had not yet fully recovered and showed He Si a smile of reunion after a long absence.

The arc of the smile was strange and strange, but He Si felt more at ease than ever before, and rushed forward to hug Qin Jian.

"Ouch," Qin Jian's feet had not yet recovered from numbness. He sat down on the ground due to the impact. He looked at He Si lying on top of him and couldn't help but kiss him before saying, "Ah Si is so enthusiastic. .”

"Hurry up and save people." He Si stood up from the ground in embarrassment, shook off the storm in his mind and ordered, telling Xiao Jiu to continue to raise the hurricane.

"Why bother Xiaojiu, have you forgotten my identity?" Qin Jian smiled, raised his hand, and several mirrors rose into the sky and appeared on the path of the light. The light changed its trajectory under the reflection of the mirror. All the stone statues They were all enveloped in light at this moment. The strange thing is that the remaining people did not wake up because of this, but the sound of the broken stone statues stopped.

"what happened?"

"It seems that there are other mechanisms that at least stopped the disintegration of their bodies and bought us time. Even if we succeeded in the first step." Qin Jian said, looking at the stone temple again.

He Si nodded, not knowing whether it was because the crisis was temporarily lifted or because Qin Jian was with her, she felt more at ease. She recalled the first scene and asked: "When you just turned into stone, could you feel the outside world? "

"Yes, Ah Si's movements are very smooth and she has the style of a heroine." Qin Jian answered. He had already walked up to Fan Yu, gently held Fan Yu's hand, and then shook his head, "But they don't seem to have any Perception.”

As if in response to his guess, Xiao Jiu, who was resting on Fan Yu's shoulder, also shook his head and chirped in a melancholy voice.

"It's okay, we can always get through." He Si didn't know whether she was comforting Xiaojiu or herself. After finishing her words, she began to look for clues among the walls, wooden frames and cold stone statues of the stone temple, but the two of them were in trouble. I walked around the stone temple where I could see the bottom at a glance, but found nothing new.

"How about trying that village journal?"

Lao Chaofeng turned his head to look at the dazzling light and nodded hesitantly: "There is no other way, let me do it."

He said, without waiting for He Si's reaction, his slender fingers slowly stretched out towards the dense light.

The roaring sound came not from Qin Jian's fingertips, but from behind the two of them. The stone temple shook, and fine sand fell from the roof with a rumbling sound. The two turned around, and the originally closed door of the stone temple opened. Outside the door, the night was like ink, and a red moon shone in the sky.