Tibetan play style

Chapter 2 Midnight Horror
Although Xu Yunhan herself had never participated in any digging activities, her ancestors had many thieves and committed many things.

It's not certain that one day the incident will happen and she will be implicated, so no matter what happens to her, she never takes the initiative to find the police, and she will go around if she sees it from a distance on the road.

"Well, people from Pingyi County, what are you doing in Shimen? Why do you live here?"

It was still the slightly longer policeman who returned the ID card to her, stared at her and asked.The other policeman, who looked younger, took out a notepad and recorded it with a pen.

"Well, I'm from Qingtun Village, Pingyi County. My name is Xu Yunhan. I used to work in the capital. I was fired a while ago and returned to my hometown. I just arrived in Shimen today."

Xu Yunhan straightened out some of her unkempt clothes, clasped her hands and said nervously, after she finished speaking, she took out the train ticket from her pocket and showed it to the two policemen, fearing that they would suspect her of lying.

"I arrived in Shimen tonight, and there was no passenger car back to Pingyi County at night, so I found this hotel near the train station to stay, and I will leave tomorrow. Thinking that the passenger station is next to the train station, living here is close, convenient."

When answering the police's questions, she kept forcing herself not to be afraid, but to look into the policeman's eyes and answer.

This is what she read in a magazine before, saying that there are surveys showing that when people tell lies, their eyes wander, and they dare not look at people, so when the police are questioning people or investigating cases, they always Will stare at people's faces, trying to find clues of suspects.

After explaining the source of her personal information, the two policemen left without asking her any more questions.

After the outside was quiet, Xu Yunhan huddled by the door and opened a crack to look out. There was no one in the corridor. She must have been startled by the police raid, and they all nestled in the room peacefully.

Seeing that there was no danger, she also fell asleep. She was very tired after tossing around all day.

In the end, because she drank a large glass of cold water before going to bed to calm down the shock, and drank too much water, Xu Yunhan was awakened by a burst of urination at night, and she was about to get up to go to the toilet in a daze.

As soon as she got up, she heard intermittent, faint knocking sounds of sharp objects outside the door, which scared away all the drowsiness in her.

Xu Yunhan immediately got out of bed with bare feet, and approached the door cautiously on tiptoe.She secretly rejoiced that she drank a large glass of water at night. If it weren't for this rare night of waking up, her fate would be hard to say.

He walked to the door, put his ear on the door, and listened intently. In addition to the sound of knocking and turning the door lock, there was also the voice of a man talking, which was very low.

Xu Yunhan could only hear voices intermittently, mixed with a strong local accent that seemed to be from Shanxi, and the meaning was unclear, which made her feel confused.

Someone outside is picking her door lock, and she can't just stand by the door and listen all the time. Just when she was about to give up eavesdropping and think about how to deal with the person who is about to break in, she heard the man outside the door say two things about her. Two words that you can understand even if you hear them clearly - local goods.

The so-called "local goods" are funerary objects stolen from the tomb. Good local goods such as gold wares are called "yellow goods", and antiques and the like are called "local goods".

This is a euphemistic and cryptic way of saying that the people on the road call the funerary goods native products, which were born in the field. In those areas and periods where the rumors were not so tight, you could often hear shouts for selling native products on the street. The people on the street thought it was selling local specialties when they heard it, but the people in the shop could indeed understand what kind of business it was.

Hearing the word local goods, Xu Yunhan thought of the three men she saw in the aisle before. The people outside the door must be them or have a relationship with them. Maybe the policemen before were recruited by them.

It turned out to be a tomb robber, and now she had a countermeasure. She gently retreated to the bed, picked up the phone, found a ringtone that was previously downloaded and stored, and pressed play.

After a while, the bell rang loudly.

Xu Yunhan guessed the right time, deliberately made some groping sounds on the bedside table, then turned off the bell, held it to his ear, and said in a rough voice.

"Hey~ who is it? Oh, mom, it's you, what's the matter, calling so late, what happened? Well... I'll be back in a few days..."

Xu Yunhan kept 'calling' on the phone, and then turned on the light with a snap, and suddenly the room was brightly lit.

Continue to talk on the phone loudly, move carefully, move closer to the door, not too close, close to the door with the light on, and the shadow can be seen from the bottom of the door.

After listening carefully, sure enough, there was no movement outside the door.She is well aware of the cautious nature of native masters, and would rather wait for a better opportunity than act rashly.

But she didn't dare to be careless. She looked at the time after three o'clock in the morning. This is the best time for all kinds of invisible professions to do business. won't wake up.

It seemed that she had to call at least after four o'clock to be safe.

So she began to discuss with the "mother" on the phone about "father"'s cheating, scolding the mistress, and together with the "mother" planned to punish the mistress, regain her father, and rebuild a happy family plan.

She also found time to go to the toilet, which made her almost unbearable.

After that, for more than an hour, her mouth was dry, she had to keep her tone of anger and dissatisfaction, and she was in a state of excitement, and she had to pay attention to the movement outside the door. Finally, she survived 04:30 and she was so tired that she lay limp on the bed .

Fortunately, she finally escaped. According to her understanding of the people in this industry, they must have left now, but they will definitely come again, as long as the local goods are still there.

As for the local goods they said, how could they put XZ in this room? Could it be that someone lived in this room before them?
Thinking of this, Xu Yunhan began to conduct a carpet search in the house. The two policemen also searched before, but found nothing.

Since it was impossible for ordinary people to find, she thought about it for a while, and then began to recall the psychological and behavioral patterns of people like her father and grandfather.

Under the eyelids. .His eyes lit up, and he patted his butt/buttocks on the bed that he was sitting on. Since the room was so small, there was nothing in the room except the bed and a small bedside table, including chairs.

So when people entered the room, they would subconsciously sit by the bed, and the bed became a temporary chair, and it took up almost the entire bed in the room. The goal was too big, but it would not arouse suspicion.

But under the bed, the two police officers checked it out.

But, Xu Yunhan lifted the bed sheet and quilt to reveal the mattress inside, inspected it carefully, and touched the surface of the mattress with his hands. Sure enough, he found a hole under the mattress. He reached in and found the wire spring space inside. Turned out a black plastic bag.

Open it and look inside, it is full of newspaper-wrapped things, a total of three pieces.

Xu Yunhan took them out one by one and put them on the ground. They were indeed local goods. Everyone said that the things in the tomb were evil, and the present-day Tufu always wrapped them in newspapers.

As the old saying goes, one character weighs one ghost, so the tombstones, that is, the unearthed funerary objects must be wrapped with something with words. In ancient times, rice paper with words was used. Now it is much more convenient to use newspapers directly. There are so many words on it, even if you come to a zongzi, you will be crushed to death.

After washing her hands, she took out two pieces of clothes from her luggage bag and wrapped them around her hands as gloves. Then Xu Yunhan slowly opened the newspaper.

This is to protect the objects inside, but also to protect herself. She knows that some objects cannot be contaminated.

Those urns may have been soaked in poison, or they may be contaminated with harmful substances or bacteria in the tomb. Although such "unclean" urns are still rare, it is necessary to be cautious when touching these things of unknown origin. Less.

Otherwise, sooner or later you will have to stumble.

The three local products are a golden statue about ten centimeters high, which is well preserved, but the surface of Huang Jing has been oxidized for a long time, forming a dense oxide film, which is no longer shiny and looks very foggy.

The strange thing is that it is not the Buddha statue in the usual tombs, but has a strange animal face, a human body, no hands, but a pair of sharp bird-like claws, tall and mighty.

The rough lines are not rough, but a majestic and mysterious beauty. It seems that just looking at it, one can't help but want to respect and worship it.

And after opening it, Xu Yunhan quickly wrapped the golden statue with newspaper, feeling that there was something evil about it, so he didn't dare to look at it again, so he wrapped it tightly and put it back in the plastic bag.

There was another one that seemed to be a pottery bowl, the surface was covered with mud, and only some patterns could be seen vaguely. I didn't have time to clean it at the moment, so I put it back after a cursory look.

She was not interested in the first two items, but she couldn't put it down for the last one.

This is a cicada-shaped jade, also known as "Hanyu", "Kouyu" and "Fanhan". It is a burial jade contained in the mouth of the deceased. , so it is believed that people can be resurrected with cicada-shaped jade in their mouths.

According to the judging standards of jade that she knows, this jade is all first-class in terms of oiliness, inner light, jade texture, and old-fashioned appearance.The simple and simple atmosphere revealed in it, even a little pure, won her love.

Taking a closer look, there was nothing weird about it, so Xu Yunhan started playing with Yuchan directly.

This jade cicada belongs to nephrite jade and Tian jade. It is smooth and delicate, oily and shiny, and feels warm to the touch. When it is placed in the hand, it will cool first and then warm, but this kind of coolness is not cold. It's like pouring out grease.

Since she was a child, Xu Yunhan had seen a lot of local goods with her grandfather and father, but she had never had a good impression of any objects. She only felt that those things, dark and evil, were dead people's things after all.

Strange to say, she fell in love with Yuchan at the first sight, maybe this is the so-called eye relationship? !
After playing with it for a long time, he was reluctant to put Yuchan back into the plastic bag, but put it directly in his trouser pocket, touching it from time to time.

　Rolling all over the floor, begging for support, recommendation, comment, all kinds of begging~~
　　


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