Tomb Raiders Notes - Zhangjia Mausoleum Keeper

This mountainous area is clearly planned in an orderly manner. The villas on the side of the road are all luxury-level ones. It should be that there are many famous people in Changsha city. After driving for a long time, you can gradually see There are fewer and fewer villas, and the mountains on both sides of the road have become flat and empty, gradually turning into a large stretch of endless grassland, which is also known as a golf course. I can’t help but praise it when I see it. Living this kind of life is what is called comfort.

The driver was a middle-aged man who hadn’t said a single word all the way, but occasionally smiled at me politely when he looked at me. When he saw me sighing like this, he probably couldn’t help it anymore, and said proudly: " These are our boss's private courts!"

"Ah, private?" How much does it cost to maintain such a grassland? No wonder this kind of sport is called a sport that can only be enjoyed by nobles.

I laughed a few times, thinking that Wu Xie would own this piece of land in the future, I wished I could immediately ask him to be my brother, and see if I could share an inch and a half to build a small house. An spent his twilight years, just as I was shamelessly thinking wildly, the uncle stopped the car steadily and opened the door for me.

When I got out and looked, I was stunned by the house in front of me. It was not because of its indescribable arrogance, but because of its unexpected simplicity. To describe it in detail, the architectural style should be a bit like that of a building outside the building. I feel that if I didn't know that this is Wu Xie's second uncle's home, I would think that Lou Wai Lou opened a branch in this mountain!

The overall style is very retro. As soon as you step on the mahogany floor, you can smell the thick smell of nanmu and sandalwood. It feels like you are in a temple. It turns out that Uncle Wu is still a reclusive master!

Looking at the neatly arranged antique calligraphy and paintings in the hall, I realized that Second Uncle Wu must be elegant, at least not an unreasonable nouveau riche, and my heart was relieved, and I felt a little more about this man I had never met. tribute.

The driver welcomed me in and backed out. The servant handed me tea and left, leaving me alone in the huge hall. Now I hope that Second Uncle Wu can come out soon so that he can give me some advice.

After waiting for about ten minutes, there was no one. I could only stop and try to calm myself down. I took a deep breath of the fragrance in the air, which seemed to help me calm down. I walked to the corner of the hall. In front of a nanmu qin table, the qin is unsophisticated and refined, and one can tell that it is an antique of the past year. If you pluck the strings on it at will, the clear and melodious sound of the qin will immediately come out, just like the sounds of nature.

I don't know music, and I don't know how to play this kind of instrument. I just think that Guqin is elegant and has a long history. It is a good thing for self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Two words, I can't help but like them in my heart. When I find them and come back, I will definitely keep one, practice day and night, and write and play the piano indifferently to live the day, which is also comfortable.

Thinking about this kind of day, he couldn't help yearning for this kind of day, thinking about it so preoccupied that he didn't even notice that there was an extra person standing beside him.

"You... like this piano?"

A deep male voice came into his ears.

I was startled, my fingers ran across the body of the piano nervously, and I was scratched by the strings, and I didn't care about the pain, so I quickly stood up and saluted, my face was flushed, I felt very rude and embarrassed.

Standing in front of him was an elegant and handsome middle-aged man, who laughed freely and freely, and with the smile, there were traces of time in the corners of his eyes. In fact, he looked very young, and he was only in his early forties by visual inspection.

What Wu Xie wrote most in his notes was about his disappearing heroic third uncle, while his second uncle wrote less. , because Wu Xie is not close to him with this kind of character, and the one in front of me seems to be somewhat different from what he wrote, so I don’t feel that unkind. I stared at his face, lost in thought.

"Little girl, is there something on my face?" His smile didn't stop, but it got stronger.

"No...no, Second Uncle." The Second Uncle almost blurted out this sentence, and immediately felt inappropriate after saying it. He had never lived before, and the first time someone saw you, he would recognize him as a relative.

"No... no, I'm sorry, I was talking too fast, Wu Xie and I are good friends, he regards me as his younger sister, Mr. Wu, don't get me wrong." My face turned redder, as if being burned Feeling hot, he hurriedly waved his hands.

"Hehe... little girl, if you don't mind calling me second uncle! It's been a long time since I've heard someone call me that. Xiaoxie, a white-eyed wolf, rarely calls me all year round. You don't have to be restrained. Let's sit down and take your time." Let's talk slowly!"

"Hearing what he said, I felt relieved. This old handsome guy is quite friendly, and Wu Xie is also true. His second uncle lives here alone, and he doesn't come back to accompany him when he is free, but it seems Strange, the person in front of me knows that his nephew is missing, but he is not in a hurry, and still has the leisure to talk about this and that with me."

"Sit down." He sat on the mahogany chair and pointed to the seat opposite.

I nodded and sat down politely.

He started to make tea slowly, neither of us spoke, I was almost out of breath, my stomach was full of doubts.

There was only the sound of boiling water in the air, and when the atmosphere was almost condensed into ice, he handed me a cup of Biluochun that had been brewed.

He said lightly: "Try it."

I don't have time to drink tea, so I put the cup away and couldn't help but ask: "Second Uncle..." Before I could say anything, he waved his hand and said, "Drink the tea first, then we'll talk."

My face turned green, this uncle is really top-notch, but he is an elder, so it’s hard to appease him, so I picked up the cup and smelled it, a refreshing aroma went straight to my nose, and then I took two sips, The taste is sweet and pure, and the aftertaste is endless. It is really a good tea.

The second uncle stared at my face, finally smiled with satisfaction, and asked back like a child: "It's delicious!"

"Well" I nodded.

"You must find it strange that my nephew is missing, but I'm not in a hurry." He looked at me seriously, and his tone became serious.

"Yes... yes, Second Uncle, I am very anxious and I don't know where they are, so I came to see you." I said truthfully.

"These bastards." Second Uncle Wu couldn't help cursing with emotion.

"Second Uncle, I can probably guess where they went, but I can't find them by myself, so I need your help." I stopped going around in circles and said straight to the point.

"Why did you go to them? Xiaoxie has grown a lot in the past ten years. Even if he is not good enough, there are still fat people and little brothers around, right? Nothing can happen with their skills." After finishing speaking, he slowed down again. He took a sip of his tea and looked at me.

"Second Uncle, Wu Xie is the only child of your Wu family and the sole heir of your group, aren't you worried at all? What should you do if he has something to do?" I felt that Second Uncle Wu didn't want to help me , and then provoked him indiscriminately.

"Hmm." He didn't make a clear statement, but only slightly uttered such a tone word, and then picked up the cup and drank tea.

My patience was almost worn out, and I was about to have an attack when I suddenly saw Uncle Wu's hand holding the teacup shaking slightly, and his knuckles turned white from exhaustion. Is he angry?Still suppressing emotions.

"I'm sorry to disturb the second uncle, I stood up and bowed to him as farewell." Since he didn't want to make a move, there must be something hard to hide, and I can't force others to do it any more.

"Wait... just sit with me again!" The second uncle actually asked me to stay, his expression suddenly became a little helpless and a trace of desolate despair.

I obediently sat down again, momentarily at a loss for words, and did not speak again.

"Are you a descendant of the Zhang family?" He suddenly said this sentence, which caught me off guard.

"Well," now that he knew my background, I could only nod honestly.

"Our Wu family owes your Zhang family." Uncle Wu said this inexplicably, and then continued, "The incident of that year has been entangled for several generations. The whereabouts of the third child is still unknown, and Xiaoxie was also involved in the incident. At the end of my youth, although I tried my best to stay out of the matter to ensure the safety and continuation of my family, I always came out to clean up the bad things. Things are too complicated and often beyond our ability. This is the fate we cannot get rid of. It seems to be a matter of course to pay a terrible price."

"Son, although you are from the Zhang family, I have checked your background, and you know almost nothing about these things, so why bother to wade into these muddy waters?"

It turned out that the second uncle had scruples and good intentions. I was very moved, but still refused to give up. I looked at the second uncle and said, "No matter what happened in the past, it must be important to find someone now. According to speculation, they may go to Qinghai to find the Queen Mother of the West. Go, second uncle, do you know what they are doing there?"

I don't want to go around in circles with him anymore and ask questions directly.

"The Queen Mother of the West?" The second uncle's expression obviously became surprised, and then his face became ugly. He took another sip of the cold tea in the cup, and murmured: "No way!"

"Second uncle, I guessed it based on Wu Xie's picture." After that, he handed him the copy of the shredded paper he found in the garbage bag.

The second uncle squinted his eyes and looked without saying a word for a while, but his face became more and more gloomy and terrifying. Suddenly he put the cup heavily, stood up and said, "Hmph, the Holy Water of the Queen Mother. I think they are probably crazy. .”

As soon as I heard that there was a door, it seemed that the second uncle was really hiding something and knew much more than me.

Quickly asked: "Second Uncle, what is the Holy Water of the Queen Mother?"

"How do I know? It's probably something like fairy water in myths and stories. It's a trick to deceive ghosts. They almost couldn't come back when they went there last time. After two years of peaceful days, they began to feel restless again. It's gone." The second uncle gritted his teeth in hatred, with a taste of hating iron but not steel.

Come on, how can this person be restrained and deep? I think it's quite straightforward. Wu Xie is talking nonsense. I really doubt that he will describe him indiscriminately if he doesn't know his second uncle well.

The second uncle may have consciously lost his composure, sat down and stopped talking, changed the tea, and started to brew the second pot.

"What and what! This kind of emotional change is simply nonsensical." I curled my lips to avoid embarrassment, so I picked up the cup and drank all the tea in it, waiting to drink the newly brewed tea.

"Girl, my room is full of treasures, why did you just fall in love with that Mingfengqin?"

"This, I really didn't think about it, it was subconsciously attracted." At this moment, I remembered the hole that was pulled by the strings just now, and the blood oozing out had solidified at this moment.

"It seems that you have a destiny with it! Why don't I give it to you, this Qin has an extraordinary history, you should treasure it carefully!"

The topic of the second uncle changed faster than the rocket, and I couldn't react to Ben, so I hurriedly waved my hands and said, "No, no, it's too precious, I can't take it, your help last time in Hangzhou is already a great kindness , I haven't returned your favor yet!"

Speaking of Hangzhou, I thought of Xiao Rong again, so I couldn't help but say: "Second uncle, in fact, we were targeted again in Hangzhou before, and the other party seemed to be very interested in the things in Qaidam. Know if you have escaped their eyeliner."

"Oh? There are some people who don't know what to do, hehe~" The second uncle suddenly sneered, with a stern look in his eyes, yes, this is the original appearance of the helm of the Wu family!

"Girl, you can stay here for a few days with peace of mind, I have some things to deal with first." After speaking, the second uncle put the teacup away, and walked out the door quickly.

This man is so strange, he said that the wind is the rain, and his words don't match the words, and he can't understand what he is thinking at all.

Just as I was thinking about it, the servant at home welcomed me upstairs respectfully, arranged a comfortable guest room for me, and brought some snacks. I took a few casual bites, and finally felt a little tired. It was getting dark outside. Woke up, spent the whole night in the taxi yesterday, thought so much that I basically didn't sleep, now my eyelids started to fight when I was full, so I jumped on the bed without hesitation, and fell asleep in the dark.

This sleep lasted till noon the next day. After lunch, the second uncle hadn’t come back yet, so he could only go out for a stroll by himself. The yard was surrounded by a circle of birds and flowers, just like the beautiful scenery in the painting. , if it wasn't for something in my heart, this paradise would definitely make me very excited. I leaned over and smelled the fragrance of the flowers. It was already autumn, and the leaves in other places were starting to fall, but here it was full of spring, very There is anger, it seems that the second uncle also attaches great importance to the maintenance of this garden on weekdays.

At this time, a thought popped into my mind, "Is this the kind of life that the super-rich all yearn for after retirement? To have grandchildren and live in seclusion?"

I looked at the patches of green grass in the distance, as if I was in another world. There were no secrets, no scheming, no fights, and I didn’t even need to think about what would happen tomorrow. After just a few glances, I began to fall in love with this place deeply.

I began to think in my heart, first of all, the house, even if those antiques were not placed inside, a house with this structure would probably cost tens of millions, plus the garden and those lawn fields, my God!I'm afraid that with my income, I can't afford to write a book until I die. If I buy it together with Poker Oil Bottle, I'm afraid it's not difficult to find some treasures from the tombs of emperors with my expertise. Possibly, thinking of this, I suddenly babbled, extremely despising my own shitty thoughts, the No.1 family has worked hard for hundreds of years, and just after being free, they want people to go out and run around, or for money, it’s really immoral, second, what are they doing? I bought this kind of place together with you, and I still have to show the big head?Thirdly, and most importantly, he is not related to you, why must he live with you, and you, a girl, always want to live with a man, don't you feel ashamed?

The above questions were listed one by one, and the answer proved that this idea is really shameful, and I can’t think about it anymore. I sighed and thought to forget it. A castle like a princess.Poker-Face hasn’t mentioned the responsibilities of the guardians of the Zhang family’s mausoleum yet. Maybe I’ll spend the rest of my life as an underground worker. Maybe I’ll go back to see the entrance to the master’s tomb of the Zhang family. Inside the mountains, they lived a life of semi-isolation.

Fate seems too precarious. Although I never believe it, what should I do if I really want to live that kind of life?Should I fight against fate?Or be a runaway mausoleum guardian?