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Chapter 9 Feng Dao's Tomb

Ding Changlin was originally in a very low mood, but Lao Chai's quilt made his heart start to perk up. He sat up and asked, "Teacher Chai..."

"How about you call me Lao Chai? If you don't take a rest now, let's chat. After tonight, it will be difficult for you to find someone to chat with here," Lao Chai said.

Ding Changlin nodded, Lao Chai sat on the office chair, took out the cigarette pouch from his pocket, and asked: "I asked you when you came in, who did you offend?"

"I didn't offend anyone. I was just transferred from another unit. What about you? Who did you offend? I heard from Old Zhao in the bureau that you have been here for many years?" Ding Changlin asked.

Lao Chai nodded and said: "Yes, it has been many years, more than ten years ago. At that time, I reported the corruption of the then director of cultural relics, and he sent me here. Later, the director was changed, but no one came back.

Think of me, I have been staying here, guarding this little bump for more than ten years."

Ding Changlin looked at the smoke flickering from Lao Chai's mouth and asked, "What should I do if I eat or drink here?"

"It's simple. There is a village nearby. It's not easy to walk up from here. It's all small roads. The terraces dug by the villagers don't fall into the water. There is a small supermarket in the village that sells everything. But if you want to buy some

It’s so rare that you still have to go to town,” Lao Chai said.

Ding Changlin nodded and seemed to have memorized it, but Lao Chai said: "Young man, don't think about continuing to work here. It's useless. You won't get results in anything you do here. It's better to save some money, find connections, and send money to others."

No matter how you bow, you can be transferred out. Anywhere you go will be better than here."

Ding Changlin nodded and asked, "Even if I want to be transferred out now, I'm afraid no one would dare to take my money."

Lao Chai looked at him and asked: "By the way, you haven't said anything yet. What's the matter with you? Why are you here?"

Ding Changlin smiled and said nothing, and Lao Chai didn't ask any more questions. They were not familiar with each other, so some things were better left unsaid.

"That's it, I'm going to sleep. The most important thing here is free time. You will have a lot of time, so much that you don't know how to kill it." After Lao Chai finished speaking, he got up and left.

Ding Changlin also stood up and turned off the light, lying on the sofa alone. Darkness enveloped everything. Just like his mood at this time, it was extremely gloomy.

When Ding Changlin woke up early in the morning, he was woken up by Lao Chai. Lao Chai couldn't wait to leave here, so he was eager to hand over to him.

All other properties are easy to talk about. They are all on the surface. There is nothing special to pay attention to. Just check them and see that they are all on the handover list.

"The final handover is all about this ancient tomb. Let's go down and have a look." Lao Chai said.

I didn't pay attention at night, but in fact the mound was quite tall, and there was a door dug out on one side. It was locked at night, and only Lao Chai had the key.

Lao Chai turned on the light switch at the door, and the stairs going down became much brighter, and the bottom was very wide.

"Is this tomb really that of Feng Dao?" Ding Changlin asked Lao Chai.

"Experts from the province came to inspect it and said it was the real tomb of Feng Dao. They also took away many treasures. They are all in the provincial museum. If you go to the provincial capital, you can go and have a look. There is a dedicated exhibition room."

Lao Chai said.

"Since this is also a cultural protection unit, why not put those cultural relics here so as to attract more tourists?" Ding Changlin asked.

"You will know later that the transportation here is inconvenient and it is rare for tourists to come here to play. Besides, the security measures here are too poor. Those things will only be stolen if they are left here. We can't stand it, so we still take them.

It's better to go, it saves us the responsibility." Lao Chai introduced some things in the tomb passage while chatting with Ding Changlin.

The two of them went down to the bottom floor, which was a spacious tomb with a huge coffin in the middle.

Ding Changlin stretched out his hand and touched it, and found it was cold.

"Sarcophagus?" Ding Changlin asked.

"Well, sarcophagi. From ancient times to the present, many people have used sarcophagi. Most of them were rich and powerful during their lifetime. In fact, there is nothing to see here. Only this sarcophagus has some value. These patterns are well carved." Lao Chai said

.

Ding Changlin stood next to the sarcophagus and took a look. The lid of the coffin was also made of stone, but it was broken into two parts and put aside. The sarcophagus was clean and there was nothing.

"The so-called cultural relics are just a few things? Then why do we look at them? Isn't it a waste of manpower and material resources?" Ding Changlin asked.

Lao Chai looked at Ding Changlin and said meaningfully: "Although there is nothing here, it can get a lot of money for the bureau. This is also a cultural relic protection unit. Since it needs protection, it needs money, so,

Without this place, where will the money come from?”

When he said this, Ding Changlin understood that the so-called cultural protection unit is actually just a place to defraud cultural relics protection funds. Apart from using a few kilowatt hours of electricity, what other expenses are there? Even the people guarding here are from the bureau.

Regular employees have financial support and don't need to spend any money from the bureau, so Lao Chai is right when he says this is a profitable place.

"Okay, that's all, let's go, go up, it's time for me to leave," Lao Chai said.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the ground, he heard someone calling Lao Chai's name in the yard, and Lao Chai hurriedly walked out of the tomb passage door.

"Secretary Feng, why are you here?" Lao Chai asked.

The man called Secretary Feng saw someone else following him besides Lao Chai, so he said, "Oh, there are tourists today. They came quite early."

"Oh, he is not a tourist. By the way, Secretary Feng, I have to tell you something. You are here just in time. I am going back to the city today. This is Comrade Ding Changlin. He is here to replace me. Your village

I need to take more care of you in the future, and I won’t be kicked out when I go to your house to eat, right?" Lao Chai joked.

"How can I? It depends on what you said, Xiao Ding, right? How much older am I than you, can I call you Xiao Ding?"

"Okay, okay, Secretary Feng, please take care of me in the future. I am not familiar with this place at all, so I will have to trouble you in the future."

"What are you talking about? Let's do this, Lao Chai. You can't leave today. If you delay for another day, I remember I told you that my son will get married tomorrow. I asked you to come and write happy words and couplets today. Thanks to me for coming early.

"If it's too late, you can leave." Secretary Feng grabbed Lao Chai and said.

Lao Chai patted his forehead and said, "Look at my brain, I actually forgot about this matter. Well, I'll leave tomorrow."

"That's right, Xiao Ding, let's go have a wedding banquet with us," Secretary Feng said boldly.

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