Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

There were about twenty items on the list.

All of them were shipped from Europe, and it is said that many of them are treasures in the British Museum.

Among them are some rare fine Tang Sancai and stone servants, and there are quite a few of them. There are even dozens of unique copies of some scriptures stolen from Mogao Grottoes.

I was dumbfounded.

After the man finished speaking, he explained some things and left. It seems that everyone is very busy. I seem to have misunderstood. Why does everyone look so anxious for such an idle job?

Hou San told me that he would get used to it after waiting for me for a long time.

"Hey, what's the matter with the ghost you said last night?"

I asked him.

"What, ghost, you heard it wrong... It's still haunted in broad daylight, what a joke." Hou San quickly replied, "Don't think too much, eat..."

Maybe it was delayed on the road, the car arrived at the museum yard in the middle of the night. I waited for almost three or four hours before stopping in the yard. The driver handed over the things to me and asked us to unload the goods quickly.

Hou San was responsible for patrolling the area at night, but at this time he was sitting on the steps smoking.

More than a dozen people carefully moved the wooden boxes, some of which looked very heavy, and should be stone statues.

"New here?"

The driver seemed very bored and asked me.

"How do you know?"

"It was another person before." The driver stared at me for a long time, making me uncomfortable.

I smiled faintly.

"Hurry up."

The driver kept urging, and as the last box was lifted off the car, the driver fled the backyard like a fly, as if he was afraid of something, and didn't look back.

"So anxious?" I looked at the truck that was leaving in a cloud of dust, and was about to check to see if I had left anything behind, but the car had already driven several kilometers away.

I counted, and the number was correct.

After putting it in the warehouse, I ignored it. These classes were some precious exhibits, and they had been checked at all levels. I was just responsible for guarding here.

The huge air pressure door was also locked with several large locks before I left with peace of mind.

"Bad luck."

Hou San spat at this time.

I asked him what happened.

"Nothing...nothing." He stammered.

I said I was off work first, said hello and left.

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a scream.

I broke out in a cold sweat, not knowing whether I had a nightmare or there was a real strange sound.

I hurried downstairs, thinking that the museum had been robbed.

How could that be? I walked into the exhibition hall in two steps. Some lights were on 24 hours a day, so it was very bright even at night, and there was no need to worry about not being able to see the way.

However, there seemed to be no one in the exhibition hall except me.

I clearly heard a sharp voice coming from all around.

"Hou San."

I shouted.

Tonight is his night shift.

But I shouted for a long time but there was no sign of him. I walked slowly along the stairs of the exhibition hall to the warehouse.

The warehouse is divided into several areas, more than ten, mainly to store exhibits from different places and some cultural relics that are not planned to be exhibited for the time being.

Suddenly, I reached the corner of the stairs, and a hand directly covered my mouth.

I was dragged to a corner.

"Who?"

"Shh, it's me." Hou San told me mysteriously, asking me not to speak.

"You've seen a ghost."

I said.

Hou San stared at the front, still holding the rubber stick in his hand, but at this time he didn't want to joke, staring straight ahead.

"Did you hear it?"

After a long time, he asked me.

I nodded.

"What's the sound? Is there a thief?" I asked.

Hou San shook his head.

He stared at Warehouse No. 2 with his eyes fixed, and then said, "The sound came from inside."

"Impossible, there is no one in here?"

I was a little surprised. These two warehouses are all some newly excavated antiquities, those cultural relics about the archaeological research of the Silk Road, so they are also relatively precious. I checked several times before closing the door. "

In other words, even if there is a thief, it is impossible for him to get out.

"Who said that only humans can scream!"

Hou San actually said this to me.

"Could it be..."

I couldn't think any further.

Hou San told me to open the door and go in to take a look. I hesitated for a while, and in order to find out the source of the sound, I decided to go in and take a look.

After all, this is my job.

A few minutes later, I opened the door, but found nothing. An area of ​​more than 100 square meters was almost completely exposed.

Except for the piles of wooden boxes and the messy wood and newspapers on the ground, there seemed to be nothing.

"Are you sure it's in here?"

I asked him.

Hou San affirmed.

"That's strange."

I walked around and found that there was nothing that could make that sharp sound.

Suddenly, I walked in front of a wooden box, and then I heard a strange sound...