Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1376 Fanyi, the number of hits

A drop of water, dripping slowly.

Crystal clear, translucent, reflecting a strange brilliance——

Mo Jiu walked forward, dragging weak footsteps, his whole body was hot and sweaty, his body and heart trembled crookedly.

She didn't know if it was because the temperature in the space was too high, or because she saw so much gold.

Yes, a lot of gold, a room full of gold, bloomed in front of her so enchantingly.

And that's no ordinary gold, almost every piece is a work of art.

Auxiliary on the ground are flat gold bricks, each of the same size, attractive color, exquisite edges and corners, and exquisite murals made of gold on the walls, or thousands of troops charging into battle, or small bridges and flowing water, cooking smoke, or bow and archery. Majestic, or chariots and artillery ready to go...

Gold, every piece of craftsmanship is so exquisite that it can be called uncanny gold.

"Mom!"

"Gosh!"

"It just blinded my dog's eyes!"

This golden world is an ancient tomb.

I don't know who is buried there, but Mo Jiu forgets that he is in the underground palace, and he keeps praising her so much that his saliva is almost dripping out.

What kind of brave guy is this, who dares to store so much gold in this way, and build such a shocking gold underground palace?

"Ugh!"

There was a sudden sigh in his ears.

Startled, Mo Jiu looked around, "Who?"

No one answered, she continued to walk forward holding the lantern.

"Ugh!"

Another sigh made her tremble in fright, and the lantern fell to the ground.

He raised his head, opened his eyes——

There are some bottles and jars on the antique shelf in front of you, all of which are genuine antiques. A bouquet of perfume lilies in full bloom is quietly inserted in the blue and white porcelain vase, and the wind blows the scent so strong that it is a bit pungent. , the tea on the table had already been completely cold, several bags of snacks had been unsealed and placed in front of her in a mess, next to the snacks was a black signature pen and an old leather notebook, and she In her hand, she was holding an antique mahogany mirror. Due to the nervousness in her dream, she was sweating on the handle of the mirror, and it was so wet that it could almost drip...

"Oh, you're awake."

The voice from behind startled her again when she woke up ignorantly.

Mo Jiu looked back abruptly, and suddenly met a pair of smiling eyes.

"professor?!"

She rubbed her eyes, let out a cry of joy, quickly got up and pushed the dusty old professor to sit on the rosewood chair, made tea, poured water, and pushed away the snacks she hadn't finished eating. In front of the old professor, "Didn't you say that you went to Korea to check some information? You came back so soon?"

"South Korea is not the South Pole, how many days can it take to go back and forth?!" The old professor smiled and took a sip of the tea cup, then nodded, "It's not bad, it's better to drink the Pu'er here."

"Of course, this tea cake was left by my parents. I'm not willing to give it to ordinary people. Of course, it mainly depends on who made the tea. It was made by Mo Jiu. How bad can it be?"

Mo Jiu raised her chin arrogantly, and praised herself severely.

"Hehehe, you're right, it's all thanks to your parents, including giving birth to such a clever daughter like you, it's a pity... Sigh!"

It's a pity that Mo Jiu's parents have passed away.

Both their husband and wife died in an air crash, so this antique shop in E City and the antiques collected in the shop became all their property left to Mo Jiu.

Since then, Mo Jiu has become the small owner of this antique shop.

This is Ejin Horo Banner, E City.

A place close to the Yinshan Mountains, a tourist town.

Mo Jiu likes this place very much, likes this antique shop, and also likes the tranquility at the end of the city.

She takes the store as her home and works with antiques all year round. Gradually, she gets used to being alone. Gradually, she longs for such a day until the end of time. She has a weird panic and aversion to anyone who interferes in her life and breaks her inherent life order. Psychological exclusion.Therefore, she can't fall in love, even if there is one or two men who can get along, they will become buddies in a few days.

"Ugh!"

Professor Yuan looked at her and shook his head.

"Why are you always distracted and can't hear you when I talk to you?"

This is Mo Jiu's habit. She is very focused when thinking about problems, immersed in her own thoughts, and often forgets the world.

Therefore, in the eyes of many people, she is a weird and paranoid girl.

Mo Jiu stuck out his tongue at him, "Professor, so you are sighing?"

"Hmph! Sigh you, you can't wake up no matter what!"

Mo Jiu pursed his lips, thinking of the dream of the underground imperial tomb and the golden house, he couldn't help rubbing his forehead in pain, "Professor, next time you are behind someone's back, don't sigh casually, let alone interrupt other people's dreams easily, too It's not kind... You don't even know, I just dreamed about an ancient underground imperial tomb that is bigger than Qinshihuang's Mausoleum, and there are gold in the underground palace. My God, that amount... Originally, my mathematics was taught by a history teacher Yes, anyway, it is indescribably large, innumerable. How much gold reserves does our country have? According to my opinion, the gold in the underground palace is more than the entire gold reserves of our country. No! Many times more , is many, many times. The most important thing is that it is not just gold, it is a work of art, and the craftsmanship..."

"Student Mo Jiu!"

The old professor slapped the table and couldn't help interrupting her.

"Please pay attention to the difference between dreams and reality!"

Mo Jiu swallowed secretly, giggled, and leaned halfway on the table.

"Okay, let's talk about reality. Professor, how about the discovery of the ancient emperor's tomb in Yinshan? Has the excavation been approved?"

The old professor shook his head, then nodded again. Seeing Mo Jiu roll his eyes, his gaze suddenly fell on the mahogany mirror she was playing with.

"I put together the process of discovering the Yinshan Emperor's Mausoleum, the materials we compiled, and your tomb robbery..."

"Ahem, professor, please pay attention to your wording, and don't hurt the fragile and sensitive hearts of folk archaeologists for no reason."

"Cough, cough, cough!" The old professor cleared his throat, took a sip of the Pu'er she brewed, and reorganized the language, "And you handed in the samples of the ancient imperial mausoleum in Yinshan that you unearthed as a folk archaeologist. The conclusions reached are…”

Having said that, the old professor stopped, sighed and shook his head.

"What is it?" Mo Jiu asked with wide eyes.

"No one believes it." He took the mahogany mirror in Mo Jiu's hand and stroked it gently, "They used the latest scientific and technological analysis, and came to the conclusion that the mahogany was something before the Ming Dynasty, and the craftsmanship is similar. But mahogany can’t represent anything, because judging from the mirror surface, it’s a silver mirror surface after the appearance of glass. Such advanced production technology is seriously inconsistent with the age of mahogany. It looks like a man-made high-end imitation. Some people even privately said, explain……"

"What?" Mo Jiu was very anxious.

"It is said that in order to be unconventional, we made some noise in the archaeological world and deliberately created this kind of thing to confuse the public..."

"We're not crazy?" Mo Jiu raised his voice, raised his eyebrows and asked displeasedly: "Then what's the conclusion I got? What did they say?"

"Oh! It's too much to say!"

Three months ago, Mo Jiu was wandering around the Yin Mountain, and accidentally found an old mechanism on the stone wall in the depths of the Yin Mountain.She regards the mechanism as her life, and rushed in without thinking about it. After passing through the corridor, she entered an underground stone room.There is actually an organ in this stone room, which almost killed her.

However, she also made amazing discoveries in the stone chamber.

That is not a stone chamber, but an underground chamber of a mausoleum.

From the analysis of the environment and objects in the tomb, she believes that this is an attached tomb of an ancient tomb before the Ming Dynasty. From the perspective of scale, it should be the emperor's tomb, but which emperor's tomb it is remains to be verified.Originally, she was going to continue to investigate, but she entered unintentionally, with nothing in her body, and didn't even have a bite to eat. Thinking about it, survival is more important.In order to protect herself, she spent a lot of effort to get out of the tomb by the same way, and brought some treasures found in the tomb with her, planning to come back next time.

However, by the time she was ready to eat food and a set of equipment to explore Yinshan Mountain, the entrance mechanism had already failed.

In other words, because of her intrusion, the mechanism inside may have been reset.

She was so remorseful that she beat her chest and wailed for three days, and told her postgraduate supervisor, Professor Yuan Wenzheng, a leading figure in domestic archaeology, about the incident.

Professor Yuan was also very excited about her discovery.

The master and the apprentice explored the Yin Mountain several times, but they still couldn't find it.

However, what Mo Jiu brought out from inside had an extremely important meaning.

Especially those rare mirrors——

No way, the two calmed down and made a long analysis report for this important archaeological discovery.

Pictures, text, and conclusions from the analysis were submitted to the intersecting department.

They believe that at a certain point in history before the Ming Dynasty, an advanced civilization appeared in our country, which is more significant to human beings than Sanxingdui.Although there is no record in history, this civilization must have existed, and even had a great impact on the society at that time. As for why it disappeared, why it did not continue, and why it was lost in the long river of history, even the waves did not stir up a single flower. , it remains to develop the ancient imperial mausoleum to find the answer.

Yes, if they want to find the ancient imperial tomb in Yinshan, they need help.

Because only the official form of excavation is reasonable and legal, and can be done openly.

However, Mo Jiu was heartbroken, but Professor Yuan gave her such a result.

"They agreed to excavate in a small area first, but protection must be the main focus. In addition, we must keep our mouths shut about the conclusions we have drawn about 'dating civilization'. Discussion and other places mentioned this matter.”

"Ah! Why?" Mo Jiu snorted, "People like to hear about such an important discovery, isn't it a good thing?"

"Before there is no conclusive evidence, this kind of rumor will easily cause unnecessary trouble..."

unnecessary trouble?It was too profound, and Mo Jiu couldn't understand it.

Even if the ancestors had already mastered the science and technology and industrial mechanization that modern talents have, wouldn't it be surprising?

She doesn't understand.But many policies are not designed to be understood.

"Professor, it's a pity that you are Yuan Wenzheng, not Bao Wenzheng, otherwise there will be a place to appeal for this injustice..."

"..." Professor Yuan looked at her, smiled and shook his head, "You! The leader has his own considerations and ideas, and it is a special kindness for us to let us do something about the ancient tomb. Don't worry about it so much. The times are advancing, and our Thoughts, you have to keep improving."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Mo Jiu held the mahogany mirror, looked at it over and over again, and asked lazily, "Do those brickmen still think this is a fake?"

Professor Yuan hummed and sighed, "If I didn't trust you, I would think it was a fake. No wonder they are."

Mo Jiu pursed his lips, "Well, if I didn't pull it out from the ancient tomb with my own hands, I would have thought it was a fake..."

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha!"

The teacher and the student looked at each other and smiled. At this time, there was a cough from outside.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Mo Jiu turned his body sideways and glanced outside through the curtain.

The person who entered the store...was actually a monk?
He looks about fifty years old, wearing clean and tidy monk clothes, bald head, branded ring scars, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and looks a bit like an eminent monk.

Mo Jiu walked out with a smile, and put his palms together in front of the mahogany mirror.

"I don't know what the master is doing when he comes to the shop?"

"The benefactor opened an antique shop, so of course I came here to buy antiques..." The old monk said this, his eyes suddenly fixed on the mahogany mirror in her hand, his expression was full of surprise, "The benefactor has a good thing. , I wonder if it will be sold?"

Mo Jiu was taken aback.

She raised the mirror and looked at him, "Master, are you sure you like this?"

The monk clasped his hands together, "Yes."

Mo Jiu smiled, "But she is not an antique, look at this mirror..."

The monk smiled without changing his face, "I only look at things by eye. Everything in the world is empty, so what does it matter if it is old or not?"

Amitabha!Mo Jiu couldn't help chanting the Buddha's name secretly.

I don't know if it's because the mahogany mirror is always said to be a fake and is disgusted by others, which makes her unhappy, so she desperately wants to be affirmed by others, or because the admiration of this great monk makes her feel like she has found a bosom friend. Then he stuffed the mahogany mirror into the old monk's hand.

"Okay, just tell the master, you take it, I won't charge you..."

"This..." The monk was taken aback, "How can I take what the benefactor loves for nothing?"

"It's okay." Mo Jiu turned around with a smile, glanced at Professor Yuan who was frowning at the old monk, and raised the corners of his lips, "I have several more, not only peach wood ones, but also rosewood ones. , rosewood... What's more, as the master said, everything in the world is empty, since everything is empty, how can money be as valuable as treasures and gifts to bosom friends?"

This monk is called Zhan Zishu by laymen, and his Dharma name is Qingkong (Note 1).

He is not only a descendant of the five arts of golden seal and jade letter, but also a famous eminent monk in China.

Traveling to this point, he was attracted by the clear and meaningful couplets at the entrance of this antique shop called "Mojia No. [-]".

"Xia Ding and Qin Zhuan have been passed down through the ages, and Mohist No. [-] finds a good match."

He had a hunch that the owner of the antique shop was an interesting person, but he didn't expect it to be a little girl.

So, after listening to Mo Jiu's words, this eminent monk who had read the scriptures was speechless for a moment.

This mirror looks like an antique to him.

But from the mirror, it is indeed not an antique.

You Qi said that she still has rosewood, rosewood...mass-produced?Then it's even less likely to be an antique.

However, even if it is not a pure antique, regardless of the flaws on the mirror surface, the mahogany age and craftsmanship alone can be worth a lot of money.

"Amitabha! Thank you, Miss, for your gift, but you will not be rewarded if you don't have merit. If you don't want money, I won't dare to take away this bosom friend."

"Oh! You're really long-winded." Seeing that he was about to put it on the counter, Mo Jiu waved his hand, "Okay, you can just give 800 million to Qian'er, it's very interesting."

"..." Monk Jing Kong's face was slightly cracked.

But Mo Jiu laughed at this moment, and put the mirror in his hand again.

"I'm just joking with you, it's good, it's auspicious, you give me 66 yuan, how about it?"

66 yuan is too low.

Master Jing Kong finally took out 600 yuan from his purse, forced it to Mo Jiu, and left her the address of his temple and a pair of calligraphy inscriptions, and then left contentedly.

"Oh, this old monk Jingkong is so fun." Mo Jiu put the money in the drawer, and said to Professor Yuan, "If it wasn't for his business, it would be quite interesting to invite him to have a meal and give me lectures."

"You! How shameless to let the abbot of Ciyun Temple give you a lecture alone?"

"What's the matter? I even sold him my beloved mahogany mirror. This is called a bosom friend."

Professor Yuan just smiled and said nothing, but Mo Jiu sat down and looked at the inscription on Jing Kong, tsk-tsk in his mouth.

"Don't talk about it, this old monk's handwriting is really good, strong and powerful, like a pine... Hey, professor, I want to do something."

Having said that, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Professor Yuan with flickering eyes.

"Teacher, have you read the words written in my notebook?"

Her cowhide notebook has been placed on the table.

Hearing this, Professor Yuan picked it up and glanced at it.

"Your handwriting is also good. Compared with the last time I saw it, it seems to have improved again——"

"No, that's not what I want to talk about." Mo Jiu seemed to have discovered a new world suddenly, his eyes shone with a mysterious luster, "Professor, didn't I tell you? I was on the stone wall of the underground tomb. Did you find an inscription?"

"That's the sentence?" Professor Yuan pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and read word by word: "Beautiful pen and ink, behind the dust in the courtyard. The sky is light and cloudy, not wandering. Three thousand miles of rivers and mountains, also 40 Nian Penglai. The blue silk is stained with frost, and the mirror luan is full of colors... Did you find anything strange about this inscription?"

"Yes." Mo Jiu looked serious, staring at Professor Yuan without blinking, his expression was full of mystery like the moment when Liu Qian performed magic tricks in the Spring Festival Gala to witness the miracle, and his voice suddenly lowered, "Is it strange, I It suddenly occurred to me today that the words in that inscription are very similar to my handwriting..."

"..."

Professor Yuan looked at her for a moment and saw that she was staring at him motionlessly with eyes like a little witch, so he couldn't help raising his hand and shaking it in front of her.

"Mo Jiu, wake up! Don't be possessed!"

"Oh, professor, I'm telling you the truth." Mo Jiu smiled and complained, turned the notebook around again, pointed to those words and said, "Look, I just wrote these few sentences silently just now, to match the words in my mind. I compared the characters on the wall. Although the characters on the wall are old and somewhat weathered, I can still feel the brush strokes. I am sure that the handwriting really resembles mine."

Professor Yuan stared at her and pushed his glasses again.

"Mo Jiu, what day is today?"

"Professor! When have I lied to you?"

"Often!" Professor Yuan looked at her seriously, "Tell me, what day is today?"

"February [-]th is Valentine's Day, not April Fool's Day! Did I lie to you that you have flowers?"

"It seems that the mind is not confused." Professor Yuan began to ponder her words seriously.

"Professor, if you are confused, I will not be confused, okay?"

Mo Jiu laughed angrily, but Professor Yuan continued to ask solemnly: "Do you have a lover?"

"Ah!" Mo Jiu raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, "...No, what's wrong?"

"That's good." Seeing her confused face, Professor Yuan frowned, took her pen in hand, and drew a sketch of the Yinshan Mountains in his notebook. Mausoleum!"

"Oye-"

"..."

"Great! Professor, I have a hunch that we will be the first witnesses of a special history."

Mo Jiu laughed excitedly, dancing around Professor Yuan.

But they don't know that there is a destiny in the dark, and history is watching her with its eyes open.

Of course, she is not a witness to history.

Rather, participants.

……

(End of this chapter)