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I spent the whole night caving last night and slept until the afternoon. After I woke up and washed my face, I called Xiaomi into my room.

"Hold it for me." I handed the flashlight to Xiaomi.

I used a flashlight during the day because the curtains were closed and the incandescent lights in the hotel were only around ten degrees Celsius, which was not bright enough.

Pour the red soil in the instant noodle bag onto the table, and I slowly spread the soil.

Xiaomi used a flashlight to help me with lighting. She said curiously: "Brother Feng, how strange is this soil that it has two colors?"

"Huh?"

"What is this?"

Using the light of a flashlight, I used tweezers to pick out a red lump from the soil. It was not soil.

I held it in my hand and looked at it closely. After studying it for a long time, I couldn't tell what it was. It was only a quarter of the size of a fingernail.

"Is this that thing, Brother Feng?"

"What? Did you see it?"

Xiaomi said uncertainly: "I used to learn to repair things with my grandfather, and I have seen similar fragments. This seems to be silk that has not been completely oxidized."

"What?"

I stood up from the chair in shock.

“Tang Dynasty Silk!”

"You're kidding!"

How difficult is it to preserve silk in the Tang Dynasty!

The cultural relics protection team spent a lot of money to preserve the batch of silk unearthed from Famen Temple, which took fifteen years!

Xiaomi said this casually, and the more I looked at it, the more it looked like it, and I felt like it was silk.

There was silk in the soil, which scared me, because it definitely didn't conform to the common sense of burials.

Referring to Mawangdui, if there is a large amount of silk fabrics in the tomb, it is 100% certain that the tomb owner's body must have been wrapped layer by layer in the coffin. Xin Zhui was wrapped in sixteen layers of thick silk at that time.

Why did all the silk run out of the coffin?

There are so many of them that they have adhered to the surroundings of the tomb, blending with the rammed earth and turning half red and half yellow.

I scratched my head so hard that my scalp almost broke. I really couldn't figure out the reason for this.

I couldn't solve it, so I called and asked for help.

After hearing this, Tou Tou also found it strange that a large amount of silk fabrics were oxidized in the rammed earth layer. Tou Tou said that he had never seen such a tomb before.

"Yunfeng, are you listening?"

"I'll listen, tell me your head."

He put his head on the phone and pondered for a moment and then said: "Although we are in this business, we cannot know everything. That is unrealistic. Xi'an is the distribution center for underground cultural relics in the north, and there is no shortage of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

"I know this person, but I haven't had much dealings with him. Go find him and ask him, and try to figure this out."

"Who are you looking for?"

Baotou said: "People in the industry call him Mr. Wu. When he was young, he was the backbone of the Changsha Clan in Hunan. He also served as the leader of the Northern Clan. He has extensive knowledge and is familiar with both the North and the South."

"Then where is this man named Master Wu now?"

"It should be in Xi'an. I'm not sure. I only know that his registered residence is in Xi'an. There is no news about this person in the past few years. Although there are rumors that he died of illness, I don't believe this."

"You are leading the team this time. If you encounter problems, try to solve them yourself."

"Well, I know the trick. Please take a rest. I'm hanging up."

"Xiaomi, go get some food for me. I'm hungry."

"What are you eating, Brother Feng? You won't wake up even if we eat dumplings for lunch."

"The dumplings you eat? What kind of fillings are they?"

Xiaomi said it was stuffed with leeks and had noodles, but the ones I made didn’t look very good.

"It's okay. Go and make a basin for me. As long as it's edible, it's pretty but useless."

"Oh." Xiaomi wiped her hands and went to work in the kitchen.

"Lao Pi, it's me, Xiang Yunfeng."

"Xiang Boss, what's wrong? Do you still want to buy some from me?"

"Hurry up and get it. I'll pay you 80,000 yuan for your money. I want to ask you if you know someone named Mr. Wu in Xi'an. He was from the Changsha Gang when he was young."

"Master Wu"

"Master Wu"

Lao Pi read it twice on the phone.

"I remembered, this man has not been active for several years. His name is Wu Xilin, and he is indeed from Xi'an. Why are you looking for this man?"

I said that when I encountered some problems, I needed to find an expert to help me solve the problem.

"What's the problem? I can't understand antiques or something? Tell me and I'll listen. Maybe I'll know."

I immediately asked the question that I couldn't figure out.

Lao Pi was silent for a long time, and then said in frustration: "I have never heard of such a thing, and I can't help you. I'll ask a few friends for you to see if anyone knows where the person named Wu lives, and wait for my call back.

"

"Okay, sorry for the trouble, I'm waiting for your reply."

"Brother Feng is here!"

"Eat it while it's hot!"

My hands were full of millet and flour, and a full bowl was brought to me on the table.

"What is this?"

"Chive dumplings." Xiaomi said.

"Why are your dumplings so big? How can you eat them? A pot of three is enough."

Xiaomi said a little embarrassedly: "The noodles were too soft and I couldn't wrap them around my mouth, so I wrapped them a little too big."

I waved my hand helplessly and said Xiaomi, go ahead and do your work. I will eat your dumplings as steamed buns.

It's really a giant dumpling, as big as a man's fist.

In fact, it tastes good. I was eating it when I called back.

"We have news. It's really hard to find Xiang Baotou. If it weren't for my friend Duona, he would be nowhere to be found. He is now in a nursing home in Xianyang. I will confirm the specific address and send it to you later."

I put my phone on the table, holding the dumplings in both hands, blowing on the hot air and said, "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner when I have time. I'll hang up."

Not long after, I received a text message from Lao Pi.

"Lao Gan Center, Tongwen Road, Qindu District, Xianyang City."

After reciting it silently twice, I wrote down the address and got up to put on my shoes. I had just woken up and was still wearing slippers.

"You want to go out, Brother Feng?" Xiaomi asked.

I nodded: "I'll come back if I can come back tonight. If I can't come back, I'll come back tomorrow morning at the latest. Tell Bean Sprouts and Brother Yu not to go out and wait for me at home."

Xi'an is relatively close to Xianyang. In order to find this person named Wu as soon as possible, I took a taxi directly from Xi'an. The address I told the driver was Ginkgo Nursing Home.

It is now 2021. The owner of Ginkgo Nursing Home is a man named Cui. He was arrested on suspicion of illegal fund-raising fraud. The Ginkgo Nursing Home brand has disappeared and turned into Xianyang Guilin Hospital. It was newly opened that year and the conditions are very good. The elderly are living there.

All agreed.

I named the big tomb in the sulfuric acid plant "The Tomb of Silk."

Because the rammed earth is full of oxidized yellow-red silk pigments.

If I don't understand the reason, I don't dare to take people down rashly. I can only ask experts in the industry to ask what's going on.

I brought a bag of rammed earth and took a taxi from the hotel downstairs in the afternoon. I arrived in Xianyang as soon as it got dark.

The driver was also a tough guy. If he didn’t know, he didn’t know. He insisted on saying that he knew where the Ginkgo Nursing Home was, so he took me for more than an hour and drove me around several times.

At that time, the Ginkgo Nursing Home was not as big as it is now. It was a two-story building with a small courtyard. The outside of the building was painted yellow. The main door was an iron door. There was a sign on the left side of the door, "Ginkgo Senior Center."

In winter, it gets dark after 6 o'clock. At that time, there were a few old men playing chess in front of the nursing home. They almost went blind and refused to leave.

"Uncle! Uncle!"

The old man playing chess said you scared me, but I am not deaf.

"Uncle, I want to ask you if Wu Xilin lives here."

"Give the pawn! You fool! Just bow the pawn and win!"

"Get lost! I won't hump!"
To be continued...