the last priest

Just as he was speaking, the horn sounded again outside the door, and a black off-road vehicle had already arrived.The driver was a woman with dyed brown hair, tied in a ponytail, and wearing a black baseball cap. Her good figure and pleated skin could not make people associate her with another nickname: Little Witch. .

Her name is Leng Yiran, and this is the first time she has come here since the accident of the youngest son of the Cha family.Many years have passed, and she still can't forget that incident. If she hadn't sent her father off today, she might not have the courage to step into the Zha family again.

"Can I go in?" She asked her father in a low voice. She has been buried in the research institute all these years, unwilling to go out, and the family members have been anxious about her state, but they all know that the knot in her heart must be resolved. Wait until he can solve it.So, this time, Director Leng also took this opportunity to ask Cha Wenbin to help his daughter get out of that hurdle.

Her father smiled at her and said, "Let's go, we are old friends." Leng Yiran raised her chest, took a deep breath, and puffed her cheeks.

Before entering the door, she still showed her trademark smile, cleared her throat and shouted, "Brother Wen Bin?"

Opening the door, a figure rushed out like flying, it was Chaozi, he picked up Leng Yiran and circled in the air a few times, causing him to beat him non-stop and said: "Bastard, put me down quickly!" !"

Maybe it's been a long time since we saw each other, but everyone was very excited, teasing and talking to each other.Zha Wenbin had already looked down on the past over the years, that incident was really no wonder to Leng Yiran, he also greeted him with a smile, but Leng Yiran still kept dodging eyes when facing him.

In the living room, Zhao Yunxiao couldn't wait to pull Director Leng to explain the long-sealed file to Cha Wenbin.

There is indeed a very special story hidden in this file. If Zhao Yunxiao hadn't dug out this file, perhaps it would have continued to sleep, because no one wanted to open it again.

Back then, when the Youling Tunnel was being built, a blasting accident killed one person at the construction site, but no one thought that more people would be involved in this accident, and no one thought that it was on the col of the Youling Tunnel. There is a tombstone that has been lying quietly for eight years.

The accident was half accidental and half man-made.When the project progressed to a critical point, a gap needed to be blown up. According to the location at the time, the blasters used enough explosives. After the first shot was fired, it was found that only a small hole was blown out.After cleaning up the site, they discovered that the bottom of this layer of "rock" is extremely hard, and there is a layer of interlayer poured with copper water.

At that time, the awareness of cultural relics protection was not as strong as it is now. The construction party dispatched a drilling rig to penetrate the interlayer, and reburied several times the equivalent of explosives.With a bang, the gap was blasted open, and the flying rocks mixed with bronze plates splashed around like shrapnel, and the man was cut off half of his head just like that.

After the accident, the investigation team entered the scene immediately, in addition to dealing with the aftermath, the more important thing is to investigate the cause of the accident.And the gap that was blasted left a big hole, the hole was unfathomable, and the sound of humming and humming could be heard from far away when lying outside.Elderly people at the construction site said that there lived a dragon, and they destroyed the dragon's veins, so people died, and there will be retribution for this matter.Later, no one dared to continue working. The investigation team thought that this place might be an ancient tomb, so they handed over the situation to the archaeological team at that time.

At that time, Chaozi was still serving as a soldier in Tibet, and this project was in charge of a closed disciple of Director Leng, that is, Leng Yiran's senior brother.His name was Wang Jun, he was from Beijing, and he was assigned to the Provincial Institute of Archaeology after graduation. He was also tall and handsome, with a good appearance of talent, especially in the study of bronze artifacts.This time because of the appearance of the bronze piece, the task was given to Wang Jun. He took three interns to the construction site in Youling.

When unearthed cultural relics are encountered in construction projects, rescue excavations are generally adopted in order not to delay the progress of national projects. It is reasonable to unearth bronze wares in the tombs of nobles from the Warring States Period in Northwest Zhejiang.So Wang Jun also started from this angle at the beginning. When he came to the scene, he found that the pothole was unbelievably deep, and the nearly 100-meter rope could not be lowered to the bottom.Moreover, the bronze flakes left at the site are different from the ones he has come into contact with before, both in terms of texture and shape.

Wang Jun reported this discovery to the provincial team, but he didn't pay attention to it, because the archaeological team was very busy at that time, and there were indeed insufficient manpower.What happened later was sorted out from the archaeological notes left by Wang Jun and included in the archives.

The notebook was also included in this file. It was a typical workbook from the 90s, with Wang Jun's name neatly written on the bottom of the yellow kraft paper cover, and the unit was the provincial archaeological team.

Director Leng opened the last few pages with notes and said, "Start from here."

There are six entries in the diary.Among them, the interval between the first three articles is one article per day, while the interval between the fourth and fifth articles is one day, and the interval between the last article and the fifth article is three full days.The first three articles were not long, and briefly described the work of the day. According to the diary, Wang Jun went in alone the next day.

April 93, 4, cloudy

The depth measured yesterday exceeded 100 meters. I personally judge that this is not an ancient tomb, but more like a huge underground project.Two 100-meter climbing ropes were connected, and finally it was found that the initial depth reached 140 meters.Doubtful point: the bronze layer is buried under the rock layer, and it takes hundreds of millions of years to form the rock. Why do these bronze layers appear in the rock? Sample a1 was taken and sent to the provincial team to analyze the time when the bronze was cast.

April 93, 4, cloudy

The weather continued to be gloomy and the light was not very sufficient.I went down to about 80 meters by myself without seeing the low at a glance.There is a "whoosh" sound in the cave, but there is no wind, like some kind of animal, the light is very poor, there is fog in the cave, and the visibility is very low.

April 93, 4, sunny

The weather finally improved and the first attempt descended to the bottom.It is unexpectedly flat, with a large area, and there are traces of human activities. The situation is more complicated than I imagined.There are not enough manpower and equipment, and a report is required.

According to Director Leng’s recollection, on April 4th, Wang Jun returned to the provincial capital to report to him, but he and Mr. He led the team into the mountain and failed to make contact.

April 93, 4, sunny

A colleague in charge of the garrison disappeared last night. Someone who watched the construction site reported that he jumped into the pothole last night. I took Chen Sheng down together, but no one was found, only a button was left on the site. .The buttons are our field training uniforms, the situation may have deteriorated, so we must go back to the provincial capital tomorrow to ask for reinforcements.

On April 4th, Wang Jun returned to the provincial capital again, and reported to the public security and higher authorities, all of which were recorded in the files.

April 93, 4, cloudy

Chen Sheng and Li Chengmin also disappeared one after the other last night, and it was too late for me to wait for their arrival.

April 93, 4, the weather is unknown

It's been three full days since I've been down, I've run out of water and food, my body is at its limit, I can hear the rescue team, but this damn door shuts everything.That crushing voice came again, I thought, I have to keep looking for a way out...

The handwriting on the last diary is already crooked. People of that era had good pen calligraphy. Wang Jun’s previous diaries were neatly written, but this one seems to have been written hastily under extreme circumstances.

Cha Wenbin weighed the diary and said, "Where is he now?"

Director Leng's expression was a little stiff, he seemed very unwilling to bring up that past event: "I didn't find it. The day after Wang Jun went down for the last time, our rescue team arrived, and even the army was dispatched later. We blasted a Shimen, this notebook was found behind Shimen, and the whereabouts of the four team members are still unknown."

"and after?"

"You still remember Lao Wang." Director Leng suddenly mentioned the name, and a complex look flashed across Zha Wenbin's focused expression: "He was there at that time?"

"Yes, he came to our office at that time, and was sent by the superior. The incident was very big. Two rows of people went in to search, but in the end only 19 people came out."

"Why haven't I heard my father mention this?" Chaozi interjected.

"I won't mention it. We people never want to mention that matter again. Originally, we should all be atheists as scientists, but that place made me believe for the first time that those impossible things do exist Yes. Later, it was temporarily closed, because National Highway 104 is the lifeline of traffic, and the superiors decided to bury this matter first, so it was kept dusty for so many years. If you hadn’t asked about that place, I don’t think anyone would have Would like to mention it again."

Cha Wenbin asked, "What happened?"

"Ghosts, ubiquitous ghosts, in your terms, may be dirty things; for me, I am more willing to use supernatural phenomena to explain that place."