deceitful words and deeds

The working time of the Institute of Cultural Relics and Archeology is 08:30 a.m., and after [-]:[-], researchers from various offices arrive at their posts one after another, and the newspapers and periodicals ordered by the unit have been delivered earlier to each department.

Many elderly scholars first drink a cup of hot water and sit down with a newspaper. This is the beginning of a new day.

Although the work is busy, a lot of reading materials and current affairs news are supplemented by scholars when necessary. The latest research results and reports will appear in professional journals in a timely manner.

Zhao Huicheng stepped into the office, and Qian Xinle, who was also a member of the Ancient Books Research Office, swayed in his seat and held the latest issue of the magazine he just got over his head: "Hey, Dr. Zhao is here! Do you remember which issue this is?" Published papers? If not ten, there might be eight."

Zhao Huicheng smiled helplessly, reached out and took down the magazine and threw it on the table: "Are you kidding me?"

Qian Xinle quickly waved his hand: "How dare you, you are a senior, you are a young star who has achieved fruitful research results at a young age and has a bright future. Two days ago, you were put in the front of the publicity picture. I won't come here. Are you flattering!"

Qian Xinle is a student who is four years younger than Zhao Huicheng. After entering the research institute, he has been with him in the ancient books research room for six or seven years, and the two get along quite relaxed.

After finishing work in the morning, Qian Xinle and Zhao Huicheng went to the cafeteria together. They waited in line for 10 minutes until they got their meal.

When eating, people in the institute will talk about the latest research progress or new discoveries, and sometimes the parents will also mention a few words.

The person at the next table caught a glimpse of Zhao Huicheng, and suddenly said: "We must not build a loft in the air when we do research. A towering building must be built on a solid foundation. Without the foundation laid by the seniors, we will have to take a lot of detours."

Several people around nodded in agreement, and he continued: "The influence of the old man will not disappear just because of his death. Let's just talk about Professor Qin. He has passed away for several years, and there are still people who can be taken care of under his name."

Qian Xinle took a look at the man. He didn't have many papers that could be published, and his ability was not good enough.But there were several seniors with seniority and seniority sitting at that table, so it was not easy for him to come forward and say something.

Several seniors changed the topic, Zhao Huicheng quickly finished his meal, Qian Xinle also quickly ate a few mouthfuls, and chased him out of the cafeteria.

Zhao Huicheng didn't say a word all the way, and Qian Xinle was full of anger to fight for him: "Why did he talk like that? Do you know the truth and just talk there? Professor Qin treats everyone equally, and doesn't take special care of anyone. This is what I saw with my own eyes. See, why should you be so slandered? It is your ability to publish the paper, why is he so angry!"

"Okay." Zhao Huicheng interrupted him, "Let him talk. If we don't respond, he will get bored after a long time."

"I just don't think he can talk like that. Brother Zhao, you are kind enough to repay your teacher's favor and take care of Professor Qin's family. Why do you have to give them a bad name? I just can't see it. Good people should be bullied." Qian Xinle muttered.

Zhao Huicheng looked at him and said seriously: "You just need to know what kind of person I am. Anyway, he is the only one who said this, and other people know the situation, so the dirty water can't be poured on me. I can't like everyone, Very few people don't need to care."

Seeing what he said, Qian Xinle didn't say anything more. The person involved was relieved, and if he mentioned it again, it would embarrass Zhao Huicheng.Hey, Brother Zhao is too nice, but it's not a good thing.

About to return to the office building, Zhao Huicheng's steps suddenly stopped, and Qian Xinle almost bumped into him: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Huicheng looked straight at the building in front of him, which was the technical data room and warehouse. Several people walked in just now.

He seemed to see a familiar face. Not long ago, he had seen that face in the Qin family, but it was not exactly the same—it was like the boy who prayed for rain in Rong Town when he grew up.

But it's impossible, how could that person appear here?Zhao Huicheng shook his head, it must have been recalled by Qin Xiaoyuan's question that day, and after that, he remembered from time to time that he had hallucinations for a while, otherwise it would be unreasonable.

"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy, let's go in." Zhao Huicheng smiled at Qian Xinle, and entered the office building first.

In another building, Di Jie followed behind Gu Xinming, and he was also held by her hand, liking him tightly.

Gu Xinming came early in the morning to ask if Di Xie had any schedule. If there was no plan, as the host, she would come to make the schedule.

Di Xie said that he was not familiar with the place, and would probably lead him to see museums and the like, but he was ignorant and only knew how to agree.

Gu Xinming decided that it was not easy to come this trip, and she wanted to take them to see some things that they would not normally see.

Museum exhibits are selected by the museum before they are displayed outside.In fact, that is just the tip of the iceberg. There are still many cultural relics kept in the warehouse. Some of them may be displayed in front of people during major celebrations, but there are many more that will never see the light of day.

Gu Xinming received special permission to visit one of the slightly larger warehouses.

The things kept in that warehouse are somewhat unusual. The collection has a strong style of the Western Regions, all kinds of utensils, jewelry, and even magic tools brought by the missionaries.

The exchanges and collisions of cultures that originated from the long history of thousands of years are the frequent exchanges of business and trade, sowing and sifting broken gold.

After looking at every item in the warehouse, it took an hour or two. Di Jie remembered the agreement with Qin Xiaoshu. After seeing the warehouse, he told Gu Xinming that he was going to see a friend and that he might come back at night. later.

Gu Xinming reluctantly handed Yexing into Di Xie's hands: "Then you have fun, where are you going, I will ask the driver to take you."

The agreed meeting place was chosen in the middle of the two people's residences, where there is a landmark sightseeing tower, and the goal is clear and easy to find.

The driver drove away after delivering Di Xie, and he would be there with a phone call when he returned in the evening.

Looking for a cold drink shop, Di Xie bought an ice cream for Yexing, sat down and waited.

He arrived earlier than the agreed time, the sun was shining outside the venue, there were far fewer people going out on weekdays than on holidays, and there were still many empty seats in the cold drink shop.Someone sat down across from him, and Di Que looked at him with his brows slightly moving.

Si Que raised his head slightly, with provocative eyes, and Di Que turned around and said softly, "Let's change places."

Ye Xing nodded and slid off the stool.Although it was this person who lured away the bad guy at Feng Siyu's house that day, he still remembered what this person did to him, and he remembered it very clearly!

"Are you only going to run away now?" Si Que said.

Di Chi shook his head: "You don't know how to do this."

Si Que wanted to retort, but remembered that he didn't come to quarrel, and it was okay to look at the vigilant ones, Si Que smiled: "Don't leave in such a hurry, sit down and let's have a chat."

"There's no need to talk about things that are okay, he won't go with you." Di Chie said calmly.

Si Que retorted dissatisfied: "You have the ability to tell him me..."

"That's fine, this person is your uncle." Di Chai didn't change his face.

Ye Xing looked up in horror, the ice cream in his hand was scared away.But the master will not lie to him. A child with a simple brain circuit is not so complicated. He struggled and said, "Master, did I do something wrong? Why do I have such an uncle?"

Si Que: "..." He didn't expect that Di Xie really said it, and his reaction made his face turn blue and red, and his eyes were cloudy and uncertain.

A cold little hand grabbed Yexing's wrist, and Yexing cried out in surprise: "Youyou!"

He pouted, this bad guy took Youyou away, wondering if he bullied her.

The villain who bullied the child also made a face at Si Que.

"You shouldn't come here for no reason, right? If you want to take Yexing away, you should choose it before we leave Xia City. Is there... any mission?" Di Que asked tentatively.

There was an ominous air about Si Que, but it didn't seem to come from himself.

Si Que didn't hide it, opened the bag he was carrying, took out a scoop-shaped utensil from the bag, and gently placed it on the table.

The utensil was shaped like a bowl, not a regular circle, with skulls engraved on the outer edge, trimmed with gold, and covered with flame patterns.At the bottom of the bowl, there is a holder with chiseled and intricate patterns, and the material is like a metal or alloy.

A cloud of black air gushed out from the bowl, and a huge mass of resentment formed and enveloped the top of the head.A ferocious human face emerged from the black air, pain and gloom continued to spread from the black air, and the sky outside the window seemed to become dark.

Others in the store couldn't see the black air, but they could see it. He reached out his hand curiously, wanting to touch the bowl of unknown material.

Di Xie reached out his hand to stop him: "You can't touch this."

Ye Xing obediently withdrew his hand: "What is this?"

"This is a magic weapon called Gabala, which comes from Esoteric Buddhism... They also believe in Buddhism, but there are many differences. I don't know much about these, so I can only tell you so much." Di Chi looked at the Gabala on the table , Feeling strong resentment and hatred, an unknown feeling arose in his heart, and asked Si Que to put it away.

It's okay to be ignorant, and I don't quite understand.

"Your master said it too implicitly, how could you understand it." Si Que stretched out his hand to press the edge of the bowl, the black air was instantly suppressed and dissipated, "This is the cranium, this bowl..." His other A hand suddenly stretched out and pressed on the top of Yexing's head, "It's made of bones here."

Ye Xing felt chills down his spine, he quickly slapped that hand away and hid it in Di Chai's arms.

The cranium is a magic weapon used in temples, representing "impermanence", and the nectar carried in the cranium represents all blessings and wisdom.The edges are inlaid with gold or silver edges, decorated with patterns representing flames, with a cover on the top and a seat on the bottom.The uncovered part in his hand is already very close to other places.

"However, this is a fake." Si Que withdrew his hand, "Skullware is usually used as a magic weapon. The bones of eminent monks are used. They think that the soul flows, and the body after death is just a skin bag. It is a merit to make the best use of things. This thing is completely unqualified."

Hearing that it was fake, he was relieved, Si Que smiled and added: "The cranium is fake, but the bones are real. It looks like he died in recent years."

Magical weapons are all auspicious, and they can be called magical weapons only if they are used for good, otherwise they are murderous weapons.After a person dies, destroying the bones will have a certain impact, not to mention how the person died.

The resentful spirits are formed after suffering great pain before death, and the bones are made into craniums after death.

Ye Xing pursed his lips: "Master, let's go, it's okay to change positions." He was a little scared.

How painful it is to make these things out of human bones.Bruising bones and turning ashes are the most vicious curses, and it takes a very vicious person to carve or engrave characters on bones.

Di Jie thought of the man he met in the car, and the horse-headed King Ming on his arm seemed to be a god enshrined in the Esoteric Buddhism.There are also some related collections in the warehouse visited today, and it seems that it has been circulating here for quite a long time.

Si Que put the cranial organ back into his bag: "You have also seen that these people suffer from great pain and cannot be relieved. People who do this cannot be left alone."

Di Xi was silent for a moment, then said, "Does it have anything to do with me?"

"I found the source, and it's related to someone from a cultural relics research institute." Si Que propped his chin, "I saw that you entered that research institute."

"That has nothing to do with me, I just went to visit." Di Xie didn't want to have anything to do with him.Facing Chong Jiu's threat, he might consider wooing Si Que, but he hasn't reached that point yet.

The phone vibrated, Di Jie connected, reported Qin Xiaoshu's location, and sat there waiting.

Qin Xiaoshu pushed the door open and entered, saw Si Que sitting opposite Di Chie, and said expressionlessly, "I seem to remember that the person you are going to meet today is me."

Di Xie innocently spread his hands, and raised his hands to answer: "He came by himself, and he still refuses to leave!"

These three people went too far, and Si Que choked his breath in his chest.Facing the olive branch thrown by him, it's okay to wave it down, but even want to kick him away, this nephew can't take it back.

The author says:

Di Chi: If the enemy does not move, I will not move. No one can threaten me. If they threaten me, I will blow myself up. √