Daomu Biji

I was in a coma for three days. When I woke up, I had been sent to the hospital. The moment I opened my eyes, I couldn't remember anything. I just felt dizzy, nauseous and dizzy.

Two days later, the situation improved little by little. However, my speech ability was completely lost. No matter what I wanted to say, all the sounds I made were strange screams.

I thought my brain was broken, which affected my speech nerves, and I was very scared. However, the doctor told me that this was just the sequelae of a severe concussion and told me not to worry.

I used gestures to communicate with others like a mute. It wasn't until the fourth day that I reluctantly asked the doctor where I was now. He told me that this was the Red Cross Hospital in Beilin District, Xi'an City, and that I was a member of several armed policemen. He couldn't tell exactly how he found me when he brought it back. He only said that I had about twenty broken bones in my body, which should have been caused by falling off a cliff from a high place.

I had plasters on my chest and left hand, but I didn't know how serious my injuries were. Only after hearing what he said did I know that I was destined to die. I asked him again when he would be discharged from the hospital. He smiled at me and said that he wouldn't even be able to get out of bed in less than ten days and a half.

That night, the armed policeman who sent me here heard that I could speak and brought a fruit basket to see me. I asked him the same thing as the doctor, but he didn’t know how to answer me. He only said that several villagers were in Lantian. I was found by a stream. I was placed on a bamboo raft. The wounds on my body had been simply treated. The doctor said that if not for these treatments, I would have died long ago.

I find it strange that my last memory is the moment I fell into the water. Logically speaking, it should have been washed to the river beach at most. How could I put it on the bamboo raft? Secondly, there are seven or eight people in Lantian away from Jiazigou. As for the mileage, could it be that the path we walked on the underground river has already been such a long distance without realizing it?

I made up a lie about climbing a mountain and following the cliff, sent the armed police off with a lot of gratitude, and immediately called Wang Meng. Ask him to come to Xi'an and bring some money and my clothes. Wang Meng will arrive the next day. I paid off my medical bills and bought a new cell phone and laptop.

I asked Wang Meng how business has been lately. He said there was nothing important, it was just that my father had been looking for me many times. When I spoke out from my heart, I didn't expect it would take so long. Maybe I was worried, so I reported that it was safe at home, but my dad was not here. I said a few words to my mother. By the way, I asked for news about my third uncle, but there was still no news.

It seemed that everything was still the same as when I came, I sighed.

In the next few days, I was bored and suddenly thought about my old itch. I felt sad, so I lay on the hospital bed, looking through the completely tattered mountaineering clothes I wore when I fell down the mountain, looking for the diary I had written about. The diary was still there, but it was soaked in water and I couldn't see anything clearly. I read it for a while without forcing myself to read it. I couldn't see anything anymore, so I called the hospital again and made time online.

I checked a lot of information,

However, there is not much information about antique places on the Internet. I can only briefly describe the scene of the bronze tree in my mind and show it to some friends. Later, I received replies one after another, and most of them did not know what it was. , and they didn’t believe my description, but a few letters were quite enlightening to me.

One of them came from the United States. A friend of my father's, with whom I had a good chat, wrote in e-mai1 that this kind of bronze tree is called "Pillar" because it is shaped like "" (ancient musical instrument). ), in 1984, one was found in a mine in Panzhihua, but it was nowhere near as big as I said. There was only one section, and the section that went deep into the ground was completely rusted.

So far, there is no literature that can explain what this thing is used for. However, according to the Classic of Mountains and Seas and some ethnic minority narrative poems recorded in writing, this thing is indeed related to the activity of catching "earth dragons (snake)" in ancient times.

"Zhu Jiuyin" should be a kind of snake that lives in extremely deep veins. Because it has lived in steep rock crevices for a long time, it has almost no chance to face it, so its two eyes have mutated like a flounder. The ancients used blood to draw them out of the deep veins of the earth, then shot them to make candles. It sounds unfair, but at that time, a long-lasting light source was extremely precious, especially for people who were active at night or lived in pitch-black caves.

I think his analysis makes sense, but I still can't explain why encountering the so-called "pillar" will produce that kind of wonderful and terrifying ability. I wrote back to him and asked him if anything similar had happened in history?

He wrote back and handed over a fragment. It was a notebook novel, which recorded an incident that happened during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. It mentioned that a blue and white stone dragon box was dug out of a mine in Xi'an, and Emperor Qianlong opened it and took a look. , that night several ministers were secretly recruited into the palace, and they talked about it secretly at midnight, and then there was a fire in Qianqing Palace. Among those ministers, except for one who was famous, all the others did not die well, and were all killed inexplicably in the end.

I looked at the time, which is probably the time when the incident written by Li Pipa in "Hemu Collection" happened, which means there should be a connection. It seems that the person who finally dug out the white stone dragon-patterned box and the person who knew about it People were so bad that they were silenced. The emperor was so determined to keep a secret, so what exactly was in the white stone dragon-patterned box? Could this be the origin of this ancient bronze tree?

I wrote back again to ask for his opinion, and he only replied with one sentence. You will have to dig deeper to find out.

I smiled bitterly, knowing that this was impossible. Who knows how deep it is. Maybe it took them centuries to cast this thing. Even if someone is willing to dig it out, I will never see the time to dig it out. .

There are also several letters, which were given to me by my second uncle. He said that at that time, the culture of ethnic minorities inherited the decorative style of the Western Zhou Dynasty. At that time, the exchanges between ethnic groups were limited, and transportation and communication were extremely poor, so there should be There is a time lag, that is to say, my estimate of the time is too early. According to general rules, by that time, the Central Plains area should have been changed to the late Qin Dynasty.

At that time, almost all activities were related to the construction of the mausoleum of Qin Shihuang. They hunted Zhu Jiuyin, probably to refine "dragon oil". Pay tribute to the emperor for refining orders or similar activities. Moreover, according to geological survey, there are also huge metal objects on the lowest floor of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum. Surrounding the entire mausoleum, logically, the metallurgical technology at that time should not have been able to complete such a huge project. The builders of this part should be foreign nations with particularly advanced metallurgical technology.

My second uncle is a loyal fan of Qin Shihuang, and everything can be related to that part. I don’t take his speculation seriously.

A month later, I was discharged from the hospital and returned home. After sorting myself out, I started to sort out my mood. Return to life. I sorted through my mailbox, which was almost full, and after sorting out some magazines and newspapers, I found an unsigned express mail.

Lao Wu:

Can you guess who I am?

Yes, I'm not dead, or so I am. I'm alive again.

I'm sorry to involve you in this matter, but after all, you are the only person I can trust, and I have no other choice.

Now that the whole thing is done, our relationship must also end here. I'm glad to have been friends with you, but it doesn't matter now.

Do you really want to know what happened three years ago?

three years ago. A group of Liao border guys and I went to the Qinling area to trample on plates. According to local legends, we found a tree hole in the banyan forest on the top of the mountain. We considered over and over again to prepare to take the risk. You all know the process. Later, I was trapped in In the cave.

At that time, I was already in despair. Although I would not die so soon, living was more terrifying for me. I would live forever in a narrow, dark depth of the mountain with no future. You should also feel that kind of pain. pass.

I stayed in the dark for four full months. These four months were simply hell. However, during this period, I kept thinking and I learned that this ability is related to the subconscious mind. For example, I believe To open a door in a stone, I must let myself believe that there is a door in the stone itself. Otherwise, even if you try hard, the door will not appear.

People themselves cannot deceive the subconscious mind, so to use this ability, you must guide it. This is very difficult. As I said before, once the guidance fails or there is a deviation, you will not know what the material is. It is very difficult. horrible.

I kept doing things and gradually mastered some tricks. However, at this time I discovered that this ability will gradually disappear over time. This feeling was very obvious, just like a person feeling tired little by little. I realized that if I didn't take a way to get out, I might starve to death here.

I was desperate and tried to use that ability to copy myself. I didn't expect it to succeed. I was also shocked. Suddenly, I found myself outside the cave.

At that time, I didn’t realize that I was a copy. All the memories of me and my original self were exactly the same, so when he called me, I didn’t recognize that I was a copy at all. He started scolding me and said that I wanted to replace him. He exists in this world and wants me to disappear. I was very scared. I thought the thing in the hole was a monster, so regardless of the call sign of the self in the hole, I still found explosives and completely blew up the hole.

In fact, I did know that I was copied, but my subconscious didn't want to believe it, so I chose a damaged state. I killed my self, and then told myself that I just killed someone. alternatives.

The copper tree gives people abilities for a short time, so I took off a bronze branch and went out from the secret passage at the bottom of the copper tree. I hope that taking part of the bronze tree with me can make my ability last longer. In this way, I Only then was it possible to escape outside. It turned out that my idea was right. I went back outside and dug out the things we had dug before we got here. I was afraid that the bronze branches would be too distracting, so I buried him in it, and then returned to Xi'an. I want to find a place to sell my stuff.

It's a pity that when I was doing business, I was arrested by plainclothes at the Gudong stall. Later, as you know, when I got home, my mother was gone. I didn't lie to you about these things.

There are some other things that I must tell you. Having this ability is not without cost. My memory is very poor. Many things must be written down in advance before I can remember them. That is the sequelae of using the ability. I could have settled you well on the way and let you help me complete this adventure without knowing it. But unfortunately, I have forgotten a lot of things in the past three years. I can’t even remember how I got out. It is clear, so it is full of flaws. I estimate that in another two or three years, I may completely lose the ability to remember.

You also have that kind of strange energy. I don’t know if it will affect you. You should take more care. According to my calculations, this kind of energy may remain in you for several years, but it is very weak and can hardly be felt. arrive.

Old itch

I read the whole letter and let out a sigh of relief. I didn’t know what to say. Inside the envelope, there was a photo of him and his mother sitting on the beach, with the sea behind them. She must have gone abroad. My mother is very beautiful and young. Standing with him, they look like a couple. I looked carefully, but I always felt that there was a demonic aura on her mother's face, an indescribable ferocity, maybe it was psychological. Let it work.

Unknowingly, winter has arrived. I stayed in an air-conditioned room and was too lazy to doze off all afternoon. I was lying on the recliner in the inner hall of "Xilang Seal Society". My feet were cold and I didn't know what to do. , while I was half asleep, Wang Mengpo walked in and said to me: "Boss, someone is looking for me."

I barely reacted, yawned, and thought to myself that there were still people visiting the antique store. This person was considered positive, but it was still business after all. I got up, patted my face, and walked out in high spirits.

The air conditioner outside was small, and when the cold wind blew, I trembled. When I saw it, it turned out to be the little girl working for Uncle Hai from Jinan, who was shivering from the cold. I thought to myself that they must have brought me a check, and I felt hot and busy. She asked Wang Meng to make tea and asked her, "Why, girl, did Uncle Hai ask you to come?"

The little girl's name is Qin Haiting. She is a relative of Uncle Hai. She is only seventeen years old and is already a veteran in the antique industry. She nodded and said, "Oh my god, why is it colder in Hangzhou than in the north."

Wang Meng smiled and said: "The weather in the south is dry and cold, which feels biting, and your Jinan isn't too far north."

Seeing that Qin Haiting was only playing with her teeth, I hurriedly pulled her into the inner hall, where the air conditioner was warm. I handed her the water bag for hand heating and asked: "You are too afraid of the cold. Is this warmer?"

She drank a few sips of hot tea to calm down, and continued to chop her feet in the room, "It's a little better. People say how beautiful Hangzhou is. My uncle didn't let me come, but I rushed to come. Who knew that it was so beautiful?" It’s cold, oh no, I’ll never come again next time.”

I asked, "Why did your uncle call you here? Why didn't he call to inform you?"

Qin Haiting took off her scarf, took out a letter from her purse, and said, "Of course it's business. Here is the cash check and the money for the apapyllite."

When I heard that it was true, I took it and took a look. It was a good price. I immediately put it in my pocket and said, "Then thank him for me."

She took out another invitation and handed it to me: "My Uncle Hai will also come to Hangzhou the day after tomorrow to attend an antique appraisal meeting. He asked you to come too. I have something important to discuss with you."

I asked: "The day after tomorrow? I don't know if I have time. Why didn't you say it on the phone, it's mysterious?" In fact, I didn't want to go. Antique appraisal is too boring. Help the old man chat there, but there are actually so many

Whether the allusion is true or false can be seen in a few seconds.

Qin Haiting leaned close to my ear and whispered: "My uncle said that it has something to do with that bronze fish. Don't regret it yourself."