When the figure called my name, I already started to tremble, because I was familiar with his voice, and then, through the light of the mobile phone, I saw a pale face.
Wu Shengli! The person guarding my door is actually Wu Shengli, who was sent to the morgue this morning!
I couldn't accept this fact. I wanted to faint on the spot to avoid short-circuiting my brain. But when I saw Wu Shengli, my mind was clearer than ever. My various senses were working intensely, trying to distinguish
Is the person in front of me really Wu Shengli?
It's him, it's really him.
"Beifang, don't be nervous." Wu Shengli saw that I was teetering and about to fall down the stairs. He immediately took a step and reached out to hold me. I subconsciously avoided it, but he was still caught. When the two sides were in physical contact,
For a moment, I could feel his hands being cold.
Fortunately, although Wu Shengli's hands were cold, they were very soft, and there was no stiffness caused by the death of a corpse. This made me feel that he did have some signs of life.
But I still can't understand this matter. Although I am a not-so-firm atheist, but when I was completely sure that he was Wu Shengli, I still subconsciously thought that this is not a human being, definitely not. I am trying my best.
Looking back, in the past days of contact with Wu Shengli, what offended him? So much so that he refused to give up even after his death?
Once my thoughts started to unfold, I naturally recalled the scene where I just saw his body in the dormitory building this morning. Lao Gao insisted that Wu Shengli was dead, but I could clearly see that he opened his eyes slightly at that time.
I was very nervous, my scalp felt numb, and I had countless thoughts in an instant. I planned to run away, and I wanted to ask him to clarify the matter. I hesitated for a few seconds, and Wu Shengli took back his hand and said, "Can we enter?"
Would you like to go to the house to talk?"
"Really, Xiao Wu." I swallowed and said cautiously: "If you have something that you can't let go of, I will try my best. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, I am willing to help..."
"To be honest, I really need your help with something." Wu Shengli smiled bitterly: "Let's go inside first."
I hesitated again. Although I live here alone, I don't want to invite such a thing that still can't tell whether it is a human or a ghost to come in. I was thinking of ways to evade it, and then, there was a call from upstairs.
The sound of other people talking was obviously going downstairs. The neighbor upstairs definitely didn't know Wu Shengli, but Wu Shengli seemed to be very sensitive and didn't want anyone to see him. He whispered and urged me to open the door quickly.
I was so flustered that when he urged me, I picked up the key and opened the door. Before the neighbor came downstairs, the two of us got into the house one after the other.
"Beifang, you don't have to be afraid. In the entire cultural relics institute, I only recognize you as my friend, and I won't harm you." Wu Shengli slowly took off the hat on his sweater. Under the illumination of the fluorescent lamp, his face became even more...
Feeling gloomy, I deliberately kept a distance from him and retreated towards the sofa.
However, under the bright light, I have confirmed that Wu Shengli is still Wu Shengli, and he is definitely not a god or ghost. My brain is completely blocked, and the death result given by the hospital should be the most authoritative.
, how should I understand? It was Wu Shengli who climbed out of the freezer in the morgue and came to find me?
"Xiao Wu, let's make the story short." I couldn't help but swallow again and said, "I know you have congenital heart disease, but you also need to know that my heart is not good either. It's not easy for anyone to live.
And if you cherish it, something will happen, so don’t scare me like this, okay?"
"I'm just asking you for a favor. I don't have any other intention to harm you." Wu Shengli slowly sat on the sofa next to him. I saw his hands shrunk in his sleeves trembling slightly.
Tremors are like Parkinson's disease and cannot be controlled by oneself.
"Okay, okay." I also sat down and my mind was a little clearer. Wu Shengli had already come to the door. I wanted to escape, but it was probably impossible. In this case, it was better to calm down. At least, I
You have to figure out what's going on with him: "Before you ask me for help, I have to ask a question first. Haven't you already...died?"
"I don't know how to explain it. Just like you said, I have congenital heart disease. Everyone in the institute knows that I fell ill early yesterday morning. This is what happened."
"You fell ill and then died? Then we sent you to the morgue, and then you jumped out and touched my house, is that right?"
"It's like this, Beifang, there are some things that I can't explain clearly and can't explain. Now I just want you to help me. Really, please." Wu Shengli became a little impatient, and there was a hint of confusion on his pale face.
Dizzy with blood, he said: "I don't have much time left, no time left!"
"Okay, okay, you say it." I began to feel guilty. Now I only had a fear of Wu Shengli. I quickly waved my hand to signal him to be quiet, and then asked: "What do you want me to help you with?"
"I need something." When Wu Shengli saw that I agreed, his tone immediately relaxed, and then he said to me word by word: "I want the inscriptions on the Bird's Beak Cauldron of the Western Zhou Dynasty."
When I heard him mention this thing, my heart immediately skipped a beat, and the hairs all over my body stood up quietly, feeling indescribably nervous.
"Beifang, you have to help me." When Wu Shengli saw that I was silent, he immediately stood up and said, "Only you and Mr. Chen have come into contact with the Bird Beak Cauldron."
"I don't have a rubbing. You don't know. I didn't touch it at all. The repair work was stopped by Mr. Chen."
The Bird's Beak Cauldron that Wu Shengli mentioned was a bronze cauldron that was unearthed not long ago from Daqiang Township, Liquan County. It was a very strange cauldron. When it was unearthed, only half of it was left, and the body of the cauldron was in dilapidated condition.
The heyday of bronze ware in ancient China was actually very long. Let’s not talk about the distance and distance. At least 600 years of Shang Dynasty and 800 years of Zhou Dynasty were the golden periods when bronze occupied the metallurgical field. Although bronze ware existed for a long time, the characteristics of the body and the tripod
The general category of patterns is fixed. No matter where something is unearthed, as long as it is based on these distinctive characteristics, you can know when it was produced, its name and purpose.
The reason why this half-broken cauldron is strange is because after preliminary cleaning, no one can identify what the pattern on the cauldron is. It seems to be a kind of inscription, densely packed, and many of the inscriptions are like beaks.
, is temporarily called the Bird's Beak Ding. Without seeing the characteristics of the body and inscriptions, it is impossible to judge its specific age. Because the broken ding was unearthed from a noble tomb in the Western Zhou Dynasty, it can only be temporarily determined that it is from the Western Zhou Dynasty.
of bronze.
After the things were unearthed from Daqiang Township, they were immediately sent to the institute. The leaders of the institute communicated with the relevant departments in Xi'an and decided to do some rescue repairs here and then send them to Xi'an. I am at the institute
I have always been responsible for the repair work of metal objects, and I have been doing it for about five or six years. However, this job completely relies on patience and time to hone it. It does not mean that you can do it well just by mastering the relevant technical essentials.
Originally, I was barely able to start the work alone, but after all, the Bird's Beak Ding is a bronze from the Western Zhou Dynasty, so the institute arranged for my teacher Chen Kegui to take charge of the restoration, with me as an assistant.
Mr. Chen has retired, but he loves this job, so he was hired back as a consultant. He does not participate in ordinary work unless it is very important. As soon as he received the task, Mr. Chen informed me
, make some preparations for the repair work first, and then officially start it after he arrives.
That was the first time I saw the Bird Beak Cauldron with my own eyes.
In fact, I have always felt that there is nothing special about the Bird's Beak Cauldron except for the messy inscriptions. There is a layer of scab on the inside of the cauldron. It is normal to have this kind of thing on bronze, but it will be cleaned later.
During the process, I found that it was not ordinary patina, but something hard but very loose. I cleaned them and collected them, intending to ask Mr. Chen to come over and identify them.
While waiting for Mr. Chen, I casually took a photo of the inscription on the broken tripod out of a lack of luck. I thought it was no big deal, but as soon as I finished taking the photo, I received a call from Mr. Chen. That was my first call.
This was the first time I heard Mr. Chen talking to me in that urgent tone.
He asked me to leave the bird's beak tripod immediately, not to look at it twice, and not to take pictures or make rubbings.
I heard something unusual in his tone, and then left the studio. When Mr. Chen arrived, his head was covered with sweat. He asked me privately if I had done anything myself.
To be honest, Mr. Chen has always been gentle and gentle in my mind. At that time, his urgency frightened me. Out of this mentality, I concealed the fact that I took the photos and only handed over the scabs that had been cleaned from the cauldron.
things.
Next, Mr. Chen walked to the studio alone. Before entering, he turned back and told me that no matter who asked about it, I had to deny it and never admit that I had seen this thing.
At that time, I asked why, but Mr. Chen didn't say anything.
I don't know what happened next. I only know that that night, people came from Xi'an to transport the tripod away. After this incident, Mr. Chen also became busy. He couldn't tell what he was busy with. In short, from
From that time to now, I have never seen it. I hid the photo. After the incident passed, I didn’t know how to explain it to Mr. Chen, so I continued to hide it.
I don't know why Mr. Chen warned me so seriously at that time, but now that Wu Shengli asked for the inscription on the Bird's Beak Cauldron, I immediately realized that this broken cauldron might really have something terrible inside.
"Xiao Wu, I can't help you with this." I said to Wu Shengli: "When I was making preparations, I didn't have time to rub the inscription."
"You have to help me! You have to help me!" As soon as Wu Shengli heard my words, he immediately became excited, jumped up from the sofa, and fell to his knees on the floor with a thud.
I was overwhelmed. At this time, the mobile phone in my pocket rang. I quickly signaled Wu Shengli to be quiet. The call came just in time, and I ran to the balcony as if I was running away from the living room. I looked through the glass.
In the living room, Wu Shengli was slumped in front of the sofa, feeling weak.
The call was from Mr. Chen's niece. I didn't know what happened to her, but now all I could think about was answering the phone and trying to find a way to send Wu Shengli away.
"Pei Xin." I answered the phone, lowered my tone, and tried my best not to let her hear anything unusual.
"North...North..." The moment I answered the phone, I couldn't tell whether Peixin was crying or doing something. In short, the tone was very strange.