Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 760 Sandstorm

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound from the glass curtain wall. The man in black broke in through the window, and the blue light of the electric baton danced in the darkness. Shen Zhixia picked up the repair tools to resist, while Lin Shen rushed to the safe. The moment the door opened, he was stunned - in addition to the repaired pair of bowls, there was also a gold-stamped diary with "The Secret Records of Tiangong Kiln" written on the cover. The chase started in the corridor, and Lin Shen ran wildly holding the diary and porcelain bowls. Shen Zhixia pulled off the fire alarm. In the mist, she caught a glimpse of the tattoo on the back of the neck of the leader of the man in black - exactly the same as the logo of the cultural relics smuggling group described in her father's diary. "Go right!" She dragged Lin Shen into the ventilation duct. The metal wall still retained the smell of soil from the archaeological team during the day. After escaping, the two hid in an old warehouse on the outskirts of the city. Lin Shen opened his diary, and the handwriting in 1943 was so strong that it could be seen through the paper: "The Japanese invaders coveted national treasures. My mentor and I engraved the real map on the astronomical instrument and used the bowls as bait to lure the enemy away." Shen Zhixia called up the satellite map, and the intersection of the star tracks was Luoxingdun in Poyang Lake. At dawn, the archaeological ship sailed to Luoxingdun. Chen Huaijin also came after receiving an anonymous clue. He stared at the diary in Lin Shen's hand and suddenly took out a compass from his arms: "This is what my father gave me before he died. He said that it can point to the star track at a critical moment." The compass needle turned wildly and finally pointed to a whirlpool somewhere in the center of the lake. Half an hour after the diver dived, he made an amazing discovery. In the wreckage of the Ming Dynasty shipwreck, the bronze armillary sphere stood quietly in the mud and sand. The inlay of the position of the twenty-eight constellations was surprisingly two crescent-shaped grooves. Lin Shen trembled and put in the fragments of the porcelain bowl. The armillary sphere made a roar of gear rotation, and the star map was projected on the bottom of the water, completely overlapping with the map at the bottom of the bowl. The speedboats of the cultural relics smuggling group suddenly surrounded the archaeological ship. The leader took off his cap, revealing a hideous scar: "Your grandfather stole the bowls and caused my father to die in a foreign land!" He raised his signal gun, and the night sky exploded with scarlet fireworks. At the critical moment, a police siren sounded in the distance - Shen Zhixia had already notified the cultural relics inspection team. In the melee, Lin Shen retreated to the side of the ship with the armillary sphere protected. The leader approached with a gun, but was knocked down from behind by Chen Huaijin. "Your father is my senior brother!" The old man roared, "He used fake bowls to divert the enemy and died in the sea of ​​fire!" In the chaos, Lin Shen embedded the last piece of porcelain into the armillary sphere, and the whole instrument rose up with a bang, revealing the handwritten copy of "Yongle Encyclopedia" in the interlayer. At the cultural relics exhibition three months later, the pair of shadow blue porcelain bowls and the armillary sphere were exhibited side by side. Lin Shen stood in front of his father's photo, and Shen Zhixia handed him hot coffee. In the glass display case, the crescent-shaped gap of the porcelain bowl echoed the groove of the armillary sphere, like a dialogue across time and space. In the visitor message book, someone wrote: "It turns out that what was broken was not only the porcelain, but also the hard work of generations to protect civilization." In the corner of the exhibition hall, Chen Huaijin was explaining to the children: "There is a story hidden in every crack." The sunlight passed through the dome, reflecting a colorful halo on the glaze of the porcelain bowl. In a trance, Lin Shen seemed to see his young father standing in front of the kiln fire, holding in his hands the spark of a literary star that was more precious than life.

The creative idea starts with the archaeological team encountering a sandstorm while crossing the Taklimakan Desert, leading to the exploration of the ruins of the ancient city of Jingjue. Through clues such as mysterious pottery jars and mural symbols, the charm of ancient civilization is displayed, while the team members' choices and growth in desperate situations are portrayed. The Sand Sea Secret Symbols off-road vehicle bumps among the sand dunes of the Taklimakan Desert, and Su Tang's fingers sink deeply into the leather of the seat. The car radio rustles, and the team leader Zhou Zhengguo stares at the GPS screen, his Adam's apple rolling: "There are still three kilometers to the coordinates of the Niya ruins, but this damn weather..." Before he finished speaking, a dim sand curtain suddenly rose outside the windshield, and visibility dropped to zero. "Quickly put down the sand board!" Deputy team leader Chen Mo opened the car door, and the wind rolled up the gravel and instantly filled the collar. Su Tang grabbed the windshield and rushed out of the car, but was shocked by the scene in front of him-the tens-meter-high sand wall was like a giant beast pressing down, and the setting sun cut a strange blood-red halo at the edge of the sandstorm. She remembered her mentor's warning before departure: "The sand in Taklimakan Desert will eat people." The tent at the campsite shook violently in the strong wind. Su Tang curled up in her sleeping bag and listened to the sound of canvas tearing. Suddenly, the geological detector beeped sharply. Zhou Zhengguo lifted the tent curtain and the headlamp illuminated his eyelashes covered with sand: "There is an abnormal magnetic field fifteen meters underground, like a large metal structure." The team members looked at each other. The archaeological team was here to explore the ancient city of Jingjue. Could they really find the legendary "Eye of the Desert"? At dawn, the sandstorm stopped suddenly. Su Tang stepped on the hot sand dunes and looked into the distance. A blue-gray pottery fragment was vaguely revealed under a sunken sand layer somewhere. "It's a Han Dynasty cloud-patterned tile!" She knelt down and brushed the sand off the pottery with her fingers. There were tiny gold foils embedded between the lines. Chen Mo raised the metal detector and the signal strength soared: "There is something below, like a building." The excavation work lasted for three days. When the third layer of quicksand was cleared, half of the stone door broke out of the ground. There were strange symbols engraved on the door. Su Tang compared it with the "Atlas of the Western Regions" she carried with her, and her voice trembled: "This is Kharosthi, which says 'Only those holding a lamp can enter.'" Zhou Zhengguo inserted a strong flashlight into the groove of the stone door. The sound of the mechanism turning mixed with the rolling sand and dust, and the dark room was filled with the smell of rotten wood and spices. In the center of the dark room stood a bronze lampstand with twelve oil lamps arranged in a circle. Su Tang noticed that the lamp holder was engraved with the Big Dipper. When she lit the oil lamp according to the star points, the wall suddenly lit up with a projection - in the mural, the Queen of Jingjue wore a golden crown and held a scepter pointing to the north. "Look at her feet!" Chen Mo circled the corner of the mural with a laser pen, and a device similar to a compass was vaguely revealed in the quicksand. On the way back, the convoy encountered a quicksand trap. Half of Zhou Zhengguo's off-road vehicle was stuck in a sand pit. Chen Mo untied the safety rope and tried to tow the vehicle, but was stopped by Su Tang: "Wait! The compass in the mural has a quicksand pattern, maybe..." She took out the rubbing of Kharosthi script, "It says 'go against the trajectory of the stars.'" The team members turned the vehicle to the northwest and miraculously drove out of the quicksand area.

While camping late at night, Su Tang studied the bronze lampstand alone. The flame of the oil lamp suddenly tilted strangely to the west. She followed the light and saw a faint blue phosphorescent light flashing between the sand dunes. Following the light of the fire over two sand ridges, she saw a breathtaking scene - the entire sand valley was covered with glowing crystal pillars, and inside the pillars was a complete Han Dynasty merchant caravan. Silk, pottery jars, and even horse manes were clearly visible. "Don't move!" Chen Mo's voice came from behind. He raised the geological hammer, his eyes behind the lens were bloodshot, "These crystals are radioactive, we must report it." Su Tang noticed the incision on the base of the crystal pillar - exactly the same as the Big Dipper pattern on the bronze lampstand.