When it was almost noon, Ling Ye and the others returned to Fang Xiang's family and took a shower before going out to eat. After dinner, the second master went back to his room to sleep. After all, he had not had a good rest for two days in a row.

Lingye didn't take a nap, but she was still in much better spirits than the second master. She started to deal with some matters related to Fang Xiangshi and the underworld, and stayed on the second floor of the front hall.

Besides, Professor Yang and his group returned to the hotel exhausted, not interested in eating, and stayed in their rooms unwilling to go out.

Professor Yang sat facing the balcony, stroking his forehead with one hand and thinking deeply.

Both Lao Li and Xiao Qiao are dead, and he is the only one in Xiao Qiao's family. As long as he gives an explanation to the school, nothing will go wrong. Lao Li also has a wife, children and grandchildren, so how can he speak out.

The more he thought about it, the deeper Professor Yang's brows furrowed, and he fell asleep as he thought about it.

The old man had a very uneasy sleep. The dangers of the ancient tomb passage flashed before his eyes moment by moment, and he woke up suddenly not long after.

It was already dark outside, and the light in the room was also very dim. It felt like being in an ancient tomb passage. Professor Yang hurriedly stumbled over and turned on the light.

His vision suddenly became much brighter, and he slumped down on the sofa, breathing heavily.

"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong...Professor? Teacher? I am Ruoxuan, are you up?"

Professor Yang stood up with difficulty and walked over to open the door, "Ruoxuan, what's wrong?"

Bai Ruoxuan had worry on his face, "Teacher, are you okay? Do you want me to help you buy something to eat?"

It was already eight o'clock in the evening. Professor Yang only drank a few mouthfuls of white porridge in the morning and did not eat at noon. Bai Ruoxuan was really worried about him.

Professor Yang also felt a little hungry in his stomach, "I'd better go down with you to eat and go for a walk while you wait for me to change clothes."

"good."

Professor Yang turned around to change his clothes, but when he put on clean clothes, he felt a little confused.

Taking another look at the clothes that had been changed, Professor Yang turned around and went out.

In the elevator, he suddenly asked Bai Ruoxuan: "Ruoxuan, are the clothes you changed into dirty? Take them and let them wash them together."

Bai Ruoxuan thought for a while and said, "Teacher, my clothes are not very dirty, so I don't need to wash them in a hurry."

Professor Yang lowered his eyes, the doubts getting bigger and bigger.

In the dream, they were all escaping from the tomb passage in panic, but their clothes were all clean, and not even a little dust was splashed on them.

This...is unreasonable.

During the meal, Professor Yang was very preoccupied. Others thought he was thinking about the investigation, or Mr. Li and Mr. Qiao, so they did not disturb him.

It wasn't until the next day that Lingye saw Professor Yang in Fang Xiangshi's hall.

She was a little surprised that the old man reacted quite quickly.

When Professor Yang saw Dong Lingye coming, he immediately stood up and said, "Director Dong."

"Professor Yang, you are here." There was no surprise in Lingye's tone, and Professor Yang could hear it.

"You, do you think you have time? I have something to ask you."

His tone was very nervous. Even though he was old, he was like a student who had made a mistake. He was helpless to see the adults' faces.

Lingye raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's go, you can go to the second floor with me to talk."

After saying that, Lingye turned around and went upstairs first. Professor Yang thought for a moment and followed suit.

After going up to the second floor, the right hand side was the direction of the office, but Professor Yang turned his head to the left unexpectedly, and saw the second master holding a small porcelain cup in his hand, looking at him expressionlessly.

Professor Yang was so frightened that he shrank his head and quickly turned around and followed Ling Ye into the office.

The second master raised his eyebrows in displeasure. Why do you have to go to the office to talk about something?

He stared at the door with cold eyes for a long time, and finally reluctantly returned to his archives room.

The sour scholar saw the second master coming in, glanced at him quietly, and quickly lowered his head.

What's going on? Weren't you fine when you went out just now? Why are you unhappy when you come back?

I glanced out of the corner of my eye and looked again, Huh? Are you out?

Besides, in the office, Lingye made tea by himself in the reception area.

"Professor Yang, you can sit wherever you like and just tell me if you have any questions. I will try to help you if I can."

Professor Yang timidly sat down aside. Lingye handed him tea. He stood up to receive it and kept bending down to thank him.

Lingye chuckled and said, "Professor Yang, why are you so nervous? Were you too frightened in the ancient tomb?"

Professor Yang looked up at her, and seeing the other person looking at him thoughtfully, he quickly lowered his head again.

"This, maybe it is." Professor Yang poured all the tea in the small tea cup into his mouth. He couldn't taste any of the tea, but he felt a little relieved.

Lingye nodded, as if it were the same, and said no more.

Seeing her calm and relaxed look, Professor Yang couldn't hold it any longer for the first time, and a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

Fang Xiangshi was even sweating, which showed how anxious he was.

"Director Dong, I, I came here this time to ask you something."

"Well, you said."

Lingye handed him another cup of tea, and Professor Yang drank it all.

She suddenly regretted it.

Alas, I originally thought of calming him down, but now it seems that it is of no use at all. I might as well just give him a cold drink.

"Director Dong, did we... did we really encounter... a collapse accident in the ancient tomb passage?"

Lingye said: "Don't you remember everything? Why are you asking me again?"

"But if we really encounter a collapse, why are our clothes so clean? Shouldn't our bodies be dirty when we climb out of the tomb passage? Why..."

Professor Yang was really puzzled and his face looked a little pale, showing a kind of panic accompanied by sadness.

"Professor Yang, what do you want to verify? If there was no collapse accident, do you want to go back and excavate again?"

He was suddenly startled, and his eyes became a little wandering.

"I don't want to go back, I just want to make sure we really encountered an accident, or... or I remembered something wrong."

At the end of the sentence, Professor Yang's voice became vicissitudes of life and heavy.

The office suddenly became quiet, as if there was no one there. As if half a century had passed, Lingye spoke.

"Professor Yang, do you still remember what I said in the tomb passage?"

He raised his head and looked at her doubtfully.

"I said - you are born empty-handed, so why worry about having nowhere to go when you die. You come with empty hands and go with empty hands. It is not yours and cannot be taken away. Now it seems that not only the lines on the stone wall, but also the dust and waste

You can't bring the dirt here either."

Just like that day, her voice seemed to have traveled through the rings of time, waking up in language from the sleeping history, and told him in detail that that ancient tomb should not be seen in the world.

Professor Yang's eyes were dilated. He didn't believe in these strange ghosts and gods, but some of his actions showed that he believed in the existence of these things, but he just didn't dare to admit them directly.

Just as he was shocked, there was a knock on the door at the office.

"Please come in."

The man pushed open the door and came in. He was wearing a white T-shirt and a small jade pendant carved into a strange shape around his neck. He was the second master.

The second master sat down directly as if there was no one there. Lingye also poured him a cup of tea, which the man drank happily.

He came in after he got really impatient waiting outside. He didn't know how this old man could talk so well.

Professor Yang saw the second master coming in, but he didn't dare to say something.

He dared to be presumptuous with Dong Lingye, and even misinterpreted it and put all the responsibility for this matter on Dong Lingye's head. However, the second master, he did not have the courage.

Professor Yang stood up and said, "Director Dong, I can understand what you said. This time... I'm sorry to trouble you."

He felt quite aggrieved, so he could only say thank you and leave, looking extremely embarrassed.

The second master looked at Professor Yang's back with a mocking smile on his lips.

When the door was closed, Professor Yang peeked at the second master through the crack in the door. Knowing that the second master despised him, he did not dare to say anything.
Chapter completed!