Chapter 378: Qionglong Stone Shadow · Old Archives

"Where is this place?" I asked.
"This is the archive room before the 1950s. During the Cultural Revolution, I was locked in fear of the troubles of the rebels, and nobody has opened this door for decades."
"Really?" I took a flashlight to take photos, and clearly saw that the rusty chain had been cut by someone, but it was just hanging on it and pretending to be. If you don't look closely, it's really not easy to notice.
The iron chain is broken, and a layer of old rust has formed. The chain is covered with spider webs, which is obviously not what happened recently.
"Huh!" Cuckoo Mountain was also surprised, "What's going on?"
"It's okay, it just means that you're wrong, someone has been in." I said, taking a photo with a flashlight through the fence of the iron gate, and there was a lot of debris on the stairs, not to mention the dust, not to mention Chen. The taste of old age comes up.
"You don't want to go down? How dirty inside!" He said.
I am also hesitating whether it is necessary to go on, which seems to have nothing to do with my purpose of coming here. There may be one million reasons for the chain breaking, and it may not even be locked at all. But even if there is a very bizarre reason, it's all about my farts? Think about it and give up.
Was about to leave. The flashlight flashed under the conditioned reflex and hit the seal near the door.
It may be the sequelae left by Takumoto. I always have to look at the writing on the brush. Or it may be that the position of the seal is erratic, too low, and a bit glaring. In general, I looked at it consciously.
At first glance, I was stunned. The old seal was firmly attached to the door and did not break.
"Strange, you see!" I said to Rhododendron Hill, "It seems that this seal was posted later."
He looked over and found it strange, saying, "It may have been found that the iron chain was cut in the place, so he put a seal on it."
That's even weirder, why not put on a chain and lock it again? What is the use of the seal? I said, according to the words on the seal, "Whoever has broken the chain will be afraid of the seal?"
"There is nothing valuable here. Maybe they think the value of the things inside is not comparable to a chain!"
"It makes sense." I find it a little funny. To own something does not mean to own the value of this thing. These old files are not only of no value to the current people, they may also require a lot of money to be processed, which is why they are still lying here.
The words on the seal are: On July 6, 1999, the seal of the Institute of Archaeology, XX University.
I did Tuo Ben, and I was very intuitive about the notes. Those few brush characters were well written. This calligraphy must be imitated from a relatively common calligrapher, and I feel very familiar.
Looking at the date above, the top seal should be a matter of 1999. At that time, Wen Jin had disappeared, and this matter should have nothing to do with them.
My heart shouted, yes! Hope is completely shattered, go back and start all over again! So greet Dujuan Mountain to open the way. He didn't want to stay here too long. After all, it wasn't a good thing. Hearing my relief, I was relieved.
Going back from the same way, everything went well. The civilized world is much easier than the tomb experience, I am not nervous at all, even if it is seen? There is no cruelty in the hundred guards!
Back to the hotel, I felt very uncomfortable. In fact, the road in front of me was much narrower. If no clues can be found in the archives, what else can we think about?
Thinking that it is a bit weird, why is there no file? Is it really like what Cuckoo Mountain said? The possibility is actually not very big. As long as things happened in Xisha, the archives must be there. Those archives can't be packed in a bag. If you want to destroy them, maybe half the rows of archive racks will be emptied. But all the files are packed very tightly, not as if they had been taken away.
I realized that maybe my preconception was wrong. There are students in the archaeological team, which may not be related to the university. These students may be interns who have already worked, so it is not necessarily the institute where Wen Jin is located.
Thinking of this, I felt much better. I turned on the computer again, and began to look for materials from other research institutes, and copied them down one by one. I plan to continue to ask someone tomorrow. Anyway, I have some time, it is better to check them one by one, so as not to regret.
After copying, lay in bed and filter it again, thinking about the next process. Some of these units are strict and some are loose, and they have to start from the simplest.
Looking at the copied message, it suddenly feels uncomfortable, as if something in this book makes me care a little, but I have no clue about it.
Could it be OCD?
Smiled, and suddenly got a shock, the seal flashed through my mind, Institute, Institute, Institute-XX University Archaeology Institute-
Fuck! I suddenly woke up, why did you read the words on that seal so familiar?
That thing is actually my own handwriting!