Notes on Tomb Raiders: God will punish evil

Seeing Song Jianxing's sadness, I said, "Uncle Song, don't think too much, go back and have a rest!"

After seeing off Song Jianxing, I stared at the compass carefully.

Because it has a lot to do with the third child's biological mother, so I must find out the origin of this compass.

Fortunately, there are some tools for tomb robbers in the trunk of my luxury car. Many of the tools are very delicate and are specially used to clean up cultural relics.

Right now, these tools come in handy, just to clean up the moss on the compass.

In fact, I can tell at a glance that this compass is different from other ancient compasses, because there is an obvious grimace on the compass, which looks a bit eerie.

When I was at Peking University, I learned about the compass, which was used by the ancients to worship the sky and tell fortunes. If you want to study it carefully, there is a lot of knowledge in it.

But there is a ferocious grimace on the compass. I have never seen such a compass, and it does not conform to the characteristics of the compass of the past dynasties.

As the moss on the compass was removed, a compass made of bronze appeared before my eyes.

From the bronze casting process, I can clearly see that this compass should be before the Western Han Dynasty and conform to the characteristics of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

At that time, the compass had not been invented, so the compass was used to identify the direction. Many compasses depicted the contents and inscriptions of some shrines, with the purpose of praising the great achievements of the monarch.There are also some compasses that depict maps, but such compasses are rare in the world, and their research value is extremely high.

I began to observe the compass carefully, and after this research, I was taken aback.

Right above the compass, what is depicted is an ugly and hideous grimace.The grimace was half a smile but not a smile, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.I just glanced at it, and felt a chill rising, as if being possessed by a ghost.

No wonder Aunt Song's son threw this compass into the well back then, and the reason was also because the head portrait on the compass was so weird that it made hair stand on end.

But the more shocking content is that the underside of the compass not only depicts the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, but more importantly, there is a strange picture that caught my attention.

Because, just a few days ago, the painting Lao Ding showed me was exactly the same as what was depicted on the compass.

Below the compass is a very majestic mountain. However, although the entire compass has been eroded by the years, the picture is somewhat blurred, but the bound figure on the mountain is still clearly revealed in front of my eyes.

I have thought about all the ancient Chinese myths, but I have not found any similar myths, so why are there many similarities between Luopan and the painting in Lao Ding's hands?

What does this have to do with the third child's mother?

All these questions puzzled me, and in the morning, I checked out of the room and rushed to Dongjiang City immediately.

My purpose is of course to meet Lao Ding. With his rich knowledge of cultural relics, maybe I can find something.

Because I broke up with Ding Yin just now, I am still a little embarrassed to see Lao Ding.However, in order to find out the true meaning of this compass, I can't care so much.

The traffic is very developed now, and I arrived in Dongjiang from Xizhou City in just four hours.

When I arrived at Lao Ding's courtyard, it was already afternoon.From the outside, the courtyard of Lao Ding's house was closed, no different from usual.

Finally, I knocked on the door of Lao Ding's house with trepidation.

To my surprise, the door opened quickly, and Ding Yin's beautiful face immediately appeared in front of my eyes.

I can feel that Ding Yin's life doesn't seem to be very easy these days, because her brows are tightly furrowed, and she seems very unhappy.She glanced at me and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?" Her tone was as cold as a stranger's.

"Yin, is Uncle Ding at home?" I said very politely.

"He was lying on the bed angrily because of both of us. You better not disturb us." After speaking, he slammed the big thick black iron door of their house shut.

At this, I can only smile wryly.

In order to find out the truth about the compass, I still knocked on the heavy iron door of Lao Ding's house, but I didn't expect that after knocking for a long time, no one came to open the door.

Now, I am also anxious.Because I was eager to know the secret of the compass, I used Ti Yunzong's lightness kung fu to climb over the wall of Lao Ding's house from the outside and enter the courtyard.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw no one in the courtyard, so I ran to Lao Ding's studio.Because I know very well in my heart that the third child is either in the yard or in the studio. A reclusive person like him will definitely not go to other places.

Chapter 11 Old Ding's Conjecture

When I entered the studio of Lao Ding’s house, I saw that there was no one in the studio, only the ancient painting that Lao Ding studied was still on the table, everything was the same as when I came a few days ago .

Strange thing, Lao Ding is not in the studio, where will he go?

In fact, I didn't make any sound when I turned into the courtyard. It is impossible for Ding Yin to hear the sound of me turning into the courtyard in the room, unless she was in the room and stared out the window all the time.

The facts were roughly as I expected, because not long after I entered the studio, the door of the studio was pushed open again, and Ding Yin broke in.

Seeing me, Ding Yin's expression darkened immediately, and she said, "Okay, Huang Tong, you dare to break into our house, aren't you afraid that I will call the police?"

There was great anger in her tone, and then she said: "Since it has been completely broken, you don't have to come to me again."

I know that what Ding Yin said was all angry words, because the third child is already dead, if I choose her, why don't I never marry for the rest of my life, and be a bachelor all my life for the sake of the third child.

Ding Yin is an ice-snow and smart person, the reason why she said that was purely out of anger.Because she knows in her heart that I just can't get over this hurdle, and after a long time, she still has a chance.

Seeing Ding Yin's very businesslike appearance, I smiled helplessly and didn't say a word.Next, I heard footsteps outside the house, and Lao Ding walked into the house.

In the past few days, Lao Ding's face is obviously haggard and sick. Obviously, I broke up with Ding Yin and gave him a huge blow.

But he should understand the truth of the whole matter clearly, the third child died for me, I can't let her down no matter what, at least not yet.

Therefore, Lao Ding can accept this ending, after all, there is no chance between me and Ding Yin.

Seeing me, Lao Ding quickly asked, "Xiao Lin, what's the matter with you looking for me?"

Listening to Lao Ding's tone, it seemed that he didn't treat me as an outsider, which made me slightly relieved, and said: "Uncle Ding, I heard that you are sick, and I am worried about you!"

Old Ding sighed, and said, "Xiao Lin, Uncle Ding is getting older, and his body is naturally not as strong as before. Alas, I have suffered from headaches again these days."

In fact, I knew very well in my heart that Lao Ding's illness was not in his body, but in his heart. After all, Ding Yin was his only daughter.Now, seeing her daughter's marriage is in jeopardy, how can you not make him feel sad.

In the world, where can I find a son-in-law as good as me? It's rich and affectionate.

I said, "Uncle Ding, you still need to pay more attention to your body."

Hearing my voice, Lao Ding sighed again, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

At this moment, I didn't know what to say, I just stared at Lao Ding, and said after a long time: "Uncle Ding, I asked you to identify something, and this thing seems to have some connection with this painting."

Hearing what I said, Lao Ding's curiosity was aroused all of a sudden, and he asked, what is it, show me.

I took out the compass from my pocket and handed it to Lao Ding.

Seeing this compass, Lao Ding's face suddenly became serious.

Lao Ding took the compass, looked at it carefully, and then put the compass under the workbench.

The desk lamp on the workbench has been turned on for a few days, but under the workbench, the patterns on the compass are clearly visible.

In the past, when he was young, Lao Ding was a madman of tomb robbers. Since his wife died, he never robbed tombs again, but his obsession with cultural relics has not diminished in the slightest.