Cat Gu Notes

Tomb... a tomb? ! "

Xia Mingruo said with a smile: "Come on, brother Bao, after following uncle for so long, it's time to develop some courage."

"That is, that is," Leopard looked towards the entrance of the cave with lingering fear, "I was afraid that Huang would be inside."

Xia Mingruo heard the words, stared at the leopard silently for a while, and said slowly: "Old Huang, come out, you've been spotted."

Lao Huang poked his head out, shook the sand off his body, and then jumped back onto Xia Mingruo's shoulder.

Leopard spins away.

Xia Mingruo pressed his hands against his back like guns: "Don't move!"

Leopard said: "Hmph! Kill me, and—"

Xia Mingruo said: "Pang pang!"

"Ah—" Leopard covered his chest with his hands, "You are so cruel, my brother is also attacking, what do you want me to do? Build a grave?"

"At least make it the same as the surrounding environment. According to the discipline announced by Huzi just now, our scientific expedition team has limited supplies, and we have to continue on the road tomorrow at the latest, so this time we can only sort out the ground relics of Chishe City without excavating them. The excavation has been delayed. Time is tantamount to making fun of life. So if you encounter an ancient tomb, keep it as it is, and report back. This tomb has already opened, and if you don’t cover it, it will be destroyed by the wind and sand.” Xia Mingruo said, “You do it first, I’ll go and hug it Here comes the dry branch."

Leopard asked: "Do you want to get some marks? What kind of Xinjiang office for you?"

"Don't do it," Xia Mingruo waved his hand, "The marks are all done for the tomb robbers—most likely for your master. In most cases, we are one step behind him."

"Tsk, it's really troublesome." Leopard scratched his head, half squatted and carefully moved towards the entrance of the tomb. When he got close, he just wanted to stretch his neck, but another piece of the ancient tomb collapsed.

The leopard let out a strange cry and fell, Xia Mingruo suddenly turned around and shouted: "Don't step on it!!"

Amidst the dust and dust, the leopard curled up its legs reflexively, and quickly grabbed with both hands. When it encountered a hard object, it hurriedly grabbed it, clenched its teeth, and the veins on its face were bruised.

"Damn it! I forgot that you are heavier than me!" Xia Mingruo rushed over, "Leopard!"

Leopard's eyes were narrowed by Sha, and his expression was very ferocious: "I... I didn't step on it! Help me!!!"

"Here we come!" Xia Mingruo clasped Leopard's wrist while coughing, "Hold tight, don't step on the coffin!"

"Don't step on it!" The leopard hangs up, shrinks its legs and sticks out its buttocks. The posture is very painful. It is only five centimeters below the body. It is a thousand-year-old coffin that must not be stepped on.

"Persevere!" Xia Mingruo choked uncomfortably, "I'll pull you up!"

"Hey, hurry up, little brother!" Leopard said, "Little brother -! My brother -!"

"I can't pull you! Hold on for a while, I'll go to the lake to call someone!" Xia Mingruo said urgently, "Don't step on it! If you step on it and break it, you will be shot!"

The leopard cried and said: "Oh, it's better to shoot me as soon as possible. I will step on you when you call people over. Forget it, little brother, get out of the way."

Xia Mingruo took three steps back.

The leopard took a deep breath and shouted: "Dude, at least you have practiced!" With a sudden force in his arms, he couldn't come out suddenly, and kicked the coffin board away.

"..." Xia Mingruo stood upright with his hands down, standing by the pit and looking at him.

Leopard also looked up at him: "I have a last word."

Xia Mingruo said: "I will shoot you."

"Don't! Don't! Give me a hand!" Leopard begged for mercy, but couldn't help looking down secretly.At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and as soon as his sight touched the coffin, the leopard howled, "Dead man! Dead man!"

"Nonsense!" Xia Mingruo stretched out his hand again and shouted, "Come up to me!"

"My mother!" Leopard screamed hoarsely, struggling to wriggle on the ground, "The dead man is laughing! He's fucking laughing! Ahhhh!"

"Don't be afraid! That's a mask!" Xia Mingruo shouted, "Grab me! Never destroy the inside of the tomb!"

Surprised and frightened, the leopard squirmed up with its own strength, but it managed to break free from its right shoe.

The big-toed army leather shoes weighing two catties accurately hit the dead man's face, causing a cloud of fine ash to rise.

"Ah!" Leopard collapsed to the ground, his face pale.

"It doesn't matter!" Xia Mingruo jumped up, found a dead red willow branch from somewhere, and stretched it down to the grave, "Don't worry, the shoes, just enough to get out, he won't notice, look at me, Look... look... ah!"

He threw away the stick and covered his face with a long sigh.

The leopard panicked: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Is it not enough?"

"I also have a last word," Xia Mingruo sighed lightly, "I took off the mask of the ancient corpse."

"Comrades—! Let us thank comrades Xia Mingruo and Yuwenbao!" In front of the raging bonfire, the bearded man held up the enamel teapot and called out with joy, "Thank them for bringing us one step closer to sepsis! Do it! "

All the team members raised their glasses together: "Do it!"

The bearded man got drunk and ran to grab Xia Mingruo's hand: "Thank you, thank you!"

Xia Mingruo buried his head behind Gulim, and clung to his back tightly.

Chu Haiyang smiled and said, "What are you hiding from, hero? You see how the leopard can let go, undressing while dancing."

"That's it!" Qian bearded said, "Don't get me wrong, my students, the teacher is really happy! Comrades are also really happy! The approval texts for this field trip were originally limited, and now we finally have something to dig. I’m very happy! I dug it up secretly, but the people in the Xinjiang Institute didn’t know about it. After digging it up, I’ll take a look, and I’ll fill it back up if it’s a big deal, wow! Of course, Comrade Xia Mingruo, you won’t be able to escape the inspection.”

"Archaeology is digging!" He stood up, smelling alcohol, and shouted, "Comrades! In recognition of Comrade Xia Mingruo, let's celebrate!"

As soon as the team members heard it, they cheered and gathered around Xia Mingruo, some raised their legs, some raised their arms, and carried him to an open place, and they all chanted together and threw them upwards: "Ula-! Ula-! "

Xia Mingruo screamed and begged for mercy: "I'm afraid of heights! I'm afraid of heights!"

The uncle scolded with a smile while holding the wine: "Be careful, don't drop that kid."

Xia Mingruo was finally let go and crawled back to the edge of Chu Haiyang in a dizzy state. The gang hadn't had enough of it, and even ran to throw the leopard again.The leopard was not so lucky, he would be thrown once if he threw it twice.Lao Huang was also quite interested, meowing and meowing, jumping along with the leopard.

Big Beard Qian was overjoyed, rolled on the sand and lay on his back.The apprentice stumbled back after the uncle finished throwing it away, and lay down on the spot just like that.

After a busy day with their team members, they finally got a basic understanding of the ground conditions of Chishe City.The size of this city is half of the ancient city of Gaochang, which is half a square kilometer, and there are still traces of farming around the city.So in those days, in addition to the pagodas, barracks, and yamen mansions, the city should also have a lively street with hundreds of private houses, tea shops, wine shops, inns, and carriages and horses...

As soon as it is daylight, the city wakes up.

The soldiers guarding the gate will release the first caravan in the morning light, and the lord will go to welcome the envoys from afar from the Tang Dynasty; the farmers outside the city will start to work on the oasis fed by the river, and the stall owner couple will bring out hot The golden scones, the blacksmith and his apprentice swung the hammer tacitly, and the beautiful girl stood in front of the wine shop and yelled "Come, come!"; journey.

Chisheshui, the mother river.

When she finally lost her pity for the land and the people, and diverted to another direction, this vibrant city, like the countless ruins in the Western Regions, became rubble and ruins.The poet described it as: "It's like a gigantic Fuji sand table under the sky."

"My friend," Qian Dazi smacked his lips and said with a long sigh, "Ah, archeology, its allure is that it can restore the long-gone history through clues, whether it is sad or happy, it is vivid."

The uncle drank the wine in the glass and nodded: "How can outsiders understand!"

The bearded man Qian giggled, suddenly got up and jumped on the half of the earth wall beside him, shouting: "Today, we have restored the history of a city superficially; tomorrow, let us restore the history of a person. Tomorrow morning, get up at seven o'clock Digging the grave!"

"Beard, good!" The uncle lost no time in booing, "Brothers, cheer again!"

The half-drunk scientific expedition team members threw the leopard up again: "Ula—!"

A man's history, or to be precise, a girl's life.

She was 16 years old, and it was clearly written on the murals in the tomb.

She lived in the era when Han culture was widely spread to the west. The powerful dynasty in the Central Plains established the Western Regions Protectorate, and managed many small countries like mustard seeds.It can be seen that Chishe City was deeply affected. Except for a small inscription in Kanlu script on the murals, the rest are all Chinese characters, and this inscription in Kanlu script is probably only the signature of the mural artist based on past experience.

The owner of the tomb is at the bottom right of the picture, with a round face, tall, with curly hair sticking to his cheeks, thick eyebrows, big black eyes, and a straight nose.She is tall and tall, with her palms folded, she is looking at the west, and she has not looked away for thousands of years.

"Girl, where do you pray to Buddha?" The uncle climbed down the tomb and asked her softly.

"No," Qian Dabeard interpreted the words on the mural, "The west is her hometown, Shanshan."

"Oh! Miss Loulan!" Xia Mingruo and his gang lay on the tomb entrance, excited.

"It's neither light nor heavy!" the bearded man raised his head and roared, "Hold your head back, and walk backwards—go! If you collapse the tomb, the murals will be gone! And that troublemaker, can you check and write?" Are you ready?"

Xia Mingruo stuck out his tongue, turned over and sat on the ground to write the self-criticism, while Chu Haiyang observed with his arms around him: "Wrong."

Xia Mingruo raised his head: "Huh?"

Chu Haiyang said, "Mr. Xia Baizi."

Xia Mingruo held up the paper: "Which one?"

Chu Haiyang nodded with his hand