In the early morning of the second day, when the sky was just getting slightly brighter, a scream came from outside the tent.
"Help! Help!"
The second master frowned because of the shouting. He opened his eyes irritably and looked around. Dong Lingye was not in the tent.
He scratched his hair and reluctantly got up and went out.
In the open space outside the tent, Dong Wentao was rolling around with his travel bag in his arms, a look of horror on his face.
The faces of the remaining people were not very good-looking either, they were as pale as paper, as if they had experienced some major disaster and were afraid of escaping from death.
Meng Lanlan ran over and slapped Dong Wentao on the face, "Taozi! Dong Wentao! Wake up!"
Teacher Liu grew a lot of white hair overnight, and Bai Ruoxuan lost his innocence and innocence.
The two of them helped Professor Yang stand up. Even though they were holding each other, Professor Yang almost fell down.
Fugui was helping Lingye boil water and make porridge. The second master walked over and sat next to Lingye.
"Good morning, Second Master. Good luck. I'll take Second Master to wash up."
He opened his mouth but said nothing, and was pulled away by Fu Gui again.
Here, Lingye was stirring the small aluminum pot, so focused that he didn't seem to hear Dong Wentao's scream at all.
Professor Yang walked over with great difficulty, panting heavily.
Last night, Lingye had asked Black Lord Baijun to modify their memories. It was precisely because of this that Dong Wentao was so panicked when he first woke up.
In the tampered memory, they went down the ancient tomb passage for the second time. When they tried to open the wall of the ancient tomb passage, the tomb passage suddenly shook violently, and the stone walls collapsed one after another, just like an earthquake. After the accident,
Only a few of them ran out. Mr. Qiao was trapped under the tomb passage. Mr. Li also went in to save Mr. Qiao.
So today, there are only a few of them left, and Dong Wentao is still developing a bit of PTSD.
Perhaps the memory point was too deep, and Professor Yang and the others did not doubt the authenticity of the matter.
The old man's tone was full of vicissitudes of life: "Where did the rice come from?"
Lingye's eyes narrowed slightly, "I went to his house with Uncle Liu yesterday to get it..."
Professor Yang was shocked, "Uncle Liu went up the mountain yesterday?!"
"There was so much movement on the mountain yesterday that Uncle Liu and the village officials came up to see it."
His eyes widened, "Then, what did they say?"
"I didn't say anything. They all went back when they saw that it just collapsed."
After hearing what Ling Ye said, Professor Yang's heart stabilized.
Several people sat together, and the atmosphere was very heavy. Until the porridge was cooked, Lingye asked everyone to come and eat.
Professor Yang and the others just didn't eat a single meal, so they didn't feel very hungry. They just drank a small bowl of porridge and said they were full.
He walked alone to the edge of the collapsed pit, with a sad look on his face and sighed from time to time.
Lingye glanced at it twice and didn't care anymore.
Professor Yang and the others should be worried about the remaining follow-up work.
An investigation team of seven people, two of whom are dead and unable to come back, is indeed a very troublesome matter.
The second master sipped the porridge in small sips, looking very delicate.
Seeing him like this, Fu Gui took a bite of the tea egg blankly.
This look... really like a pretty boy...
Tsk, tsk, tsk, it’s delicious!
No, no, no, what are you thinking about?
Fugui quickly stuffed the tea eggs into his mouth and swallowed them.
He has wondered more than a hundred times if there was something wrong with the Chu family raising their children. Could it be that they were jealous of the scholar and they did not report the truth truthfully? How come the more they get along with each other, the more they seem to have changed as a different person?
During the entire breakfast time, Fu Gui did not dare to look up at the second master, for fear that his thoughts would be guessed. It didn't matter in this life, but if he still remembered it when he went back... he would be dead!
Is the second master really so squeamish?
No, no, no, he just accidentally discovered that Lingye’s eyes would be very gentle when he saw him eating obediently...
Well……
Although this kind of tenderness is a bit strange, but! Just do it and cherish it!
After breakfast, Ling Ye asked Erye and Fu Gui to pack the tents before they went down the mountain.
Seeing this, Professor Yang couldn't help but sigh, the sadness on his face not diminishing.
"Go on, you guys also go and clean up. Once you're done... let's go down the mountain."
He was so indignant and passionate when he first came, thinking deeply about the great cause of Chinese archeology and that he would also occupy a pivotal position in the history of early Xia archaeology.
But unfortunately...
Alas, Xiao Qiao is gone, and Lao Li has not been brought back.
All the effort he put into going up the mountain was in vain.
As he thought about it, Professor Yang's eyes became slightly moist, and a puff of moisture rose up in his cloudy eyes.
Bai Ruoxuan stepped forward and held Professor Yang's arm, wanting to say something to persuade him.
Professor Yang patted him gently to indicate that he was fine.
Lingye saw it and his mind changed slightly.
The sun is rising higher and higher, and the sunlight is shining down, making shadows mottled, but it is not very hot.
The group of people was speechless, entangled with each other and stumbled down the mountain. When they were far away, they heard a dog barking.
Lingye could tell that it was Uncle Liu's black dog.
While they were waiting for them to stand at the foot of the mountain, Uncle Liu also walked over from there.
Professor Yang's eyebrows were bleak and he was very sad, but when he saw the people in Liu Village, he couldn't help but put on a smile.
"Big brother, we have caused trouble to your village, and I hope you will forgive us."
Uncle Liu didn't understand what Professor Yang meant at first, but he really did think so in his heart. As a result, he accepted Professor Yang's apology unceremoniously.
"Oh, it's all over. Just live well. We've all lived to this age, so we don't think about anything else. If we can live one more day, we've earned it. It's not something we should worry about, so don't even think about expending that much effort.
"
Professor Yang listened with frowning eyes, agreeing but not agreeing.
You are a man who grows crops in the countryside, and you have relied on that land for your whole life. But how are they the same? They are for the construction of the country...
Professor Yang vented his anger. Their activity was not allowed by the state.
For a moment, he didn't know how to describe his activity.
My mind was full of chaos, and it felt like a dream since I woke up.
He said a few words casually, and on the pretext of rushing back to the county to organize relevant work arrangements, he turned around and got in the car.
Professor Yang frowned when he got in the car, why are there three cars?
Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the car opened, and a person got out of the driver's seat. He was dressed casually, with neatly styled hair, and a smile on his face. He looked very easy-going.
It's the smiling tiger.
He walked up to Professor Yang and said with a smile, "Hello, Professor Yang, I am from Fang Xiangshi, and I am here to take our curator and the second master back."
Professor Yang was slightly surprised and a little surprised.
Does this mean Dong Lingye won’t go with them?
He looked over and found Lingye talking to Uncle Liu, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
But he didn't say anything. He nodded and called the investigation team members to get in the car.
After all, Professor Yang has lived for so many years, and he will not speak out directly what he thinks like a young man who can't hide his words.
He sat in the car and closed his eyes to meditate. He didn't respond to Bai Ruoxuan's calls and just pretended to be asleep.
As for Dong Lingye, she is fulfilling her promise to Uncle Liu.
"...It was Qiao Herxi who killed your son, daughter-in-law, and your son-in-law. Your son-in-law was his half-brother. Qiao Herxi committed these crimes because of jealousy and greed. Now he has lived in Poe forever.
You and your family can rest assured that you will be there at the tomb."
When the ancient tomb passage collapsed, she asked Fu Gui to throw Qiao Hexi's body into the tomb passage.
Since he is so obsessed with downhill climbing, she will satisfy him.
Uncle Liu clasped his hands together and kept thanking Lingye, "Mr. Dong, thank you. I really thank you. Our You family will remember your grace from generation to generation."
Lingye smiled and said, "Even if this matter is settled, you should go back quickly."
After that, she took the second master into the car and left.
Uncle Liu looked at the back of the car, slowly knelt down and bowed in five bows. The black dog beside him also followed suit.
This is the highest blessing ceremony of their You family. Even if he doesn't know who this adult is, he also knows that this adult does not need the blessing of their small clan, but they will definitely remember this kind of kindness.