Chapter 4 Chapter 3 Zhou Qian

two years later. Two years is not long or short.I am already a graduate student under Lao Fan, and Wei Datou and Li Dazui have also been promoted to Ph.D. Wei Datou is still single.But Li Dazui finally failed to meet the MM of S University. After someone introduced him, he married an elementary school teacher in his hometown. Lao Wei and I are both under Lao Fan's sect.However, Li Dazui did not know what magic method he used to successfully fool the director of the Institute of Paleontology and accept him as a Ph.D. in paleontology.Li Dazui's essay was successfully transferred, and for quite a long time, he was proud of himself in front of us, and his shamelessness was beyond words.

As much as we all try to hide the impact of that night two years ago on our lives, our emotions, our spiritual world, the truth is that none of us can really avoid it. Wei Datou was obsessed with seal cutting. Apart from attending classes and in the library, he spent time in his dormitory touching stones and carving knives, pondering his brushwork.Li Dazui also often used his expertise to provide Wei Datou with some weird stones. Wei Datou urged me to play seal cutting together.One thing he often said was: Junior sister, it is difficult to find a job after graduating from archeology, so we might as well open a seal carving stall in Qianmiao.It costs 35 yuan for a Chinese seal to be engraved, and 100 yuan for a foreigner to engrave a seal, plus English is another cost.

Under his vigorous encouragement, I also started to practice Huixingwen, then Yinwen, and even Yangwen.Of course we know that it is immoral and impossible to go to Qianmiao to practice stall slaughtering foreigners.All the ways of killing time are just to dilute the part of the memory that I don't want to touch. Xue Qingqing dropped out of school.Wang Jia changed departments. The two great gods and I are still standing firm, exploring the relics of time in different fields. Ordinary people may be terrified and apprehensive about everything they go through.And after the short-term fear of the three of us, it inspired a huge desire to explore and think about unreasonable events, and some of us were angry at Zhou Qian, Y-man, and Xiaogu for no reason.I always thought that the woman in black might come to me.

It's a pity that in the past two years, it has been calm as usual, and she has never appeared once.I slowly revealed to the two great gods that I had briefly seen the woman in black, including the unexplainable incident that grabbed my right hand inexplicably on the night of 409. We firmly believe that this is not the work of ghosts and gods, and there must be another part of science that we have not touched to explain it. After the days became more and more ordinary, a huge poster was suddenly posted on the bulletin board of the school. On it, the elites of the Department of Archeology tried their best to publicize the content of the report that Fei Fengfeng, a researcher of the XJ Institute of Cultural Relics and Archeology, would go to S to give a report.This incident excited the Department of Archeology for quite a while. In the past, the bulletin boards had long been occupied by rock bands, analysis of the international situation, and financial wars, so it was rare for the Department of Archeology to show its face.After listening to the lecture given by the researcher Fei Style, we learned that through Lao Fei's relationship, Professor Fan has decided to take Wei Datou and me to Yuli Yingpan for the second phase of excavation.

This matter has not only received the full support of the XJ Institute of Cultural Relics and Archeology, but at the same time, the Institute of Paleontology of S City will also send two doctors to the Kongque River area to do cross-research with us. Everything in the world goes in circles.Unexpectedly, the mystery that seems to be far away in the sky actually summons our destiny.Researcher Fei returned to Xinjiang first. According to the plan, he will take us to camp after we arrive in Urumqi. I called and asked Lao Wei if he would go with him, and his answer was firmly in the affirmative.As for Li Dazui, I heard that he has already reported to the director of paleontology to follow this batch of archaeological team.

Wei Datou also said on the phone: "I know which hospital Zhou Qian is recuperating in. Before we leave, we should go and see him." Overnight, we seem to have returned to the era of passionate youth.When other students in the department heard that we were going to Xinjiang to participate in the archaeological excavation of the Yingpan Tomb, they all expressed envy and jealousy.Even students from the Department of Earth Sciences came to visit us, carrying some expired fruits bought in the education supermarket, trying to please us so that we could bring back some samples of local stone flakes.

I have participated in some excavation activities through the relationship of Professor Fan before, and accumulated some experience.However, this kind of small-scale internship activities cannot be compared with the upcoming excavation of the Yuli Yingpan cemetery in Xinjiang.In addition to shopping for personal necessities, I'm also keeping fit in preparation for the big excavations that will make history. After Lao Wei's contact, Li Dazui and I finally decided on a time to visit Zhou Qian together. Since Li Dazui got married, his schedule was obviously tight.If we want to meet Li Dazui, we must get the consent of his manager's wife.Li Dazui's wife is quite fierce. Since the honeymoon, Li Dazui has often encountered domestic violence. (After marriage, his wife was transferred to work in S City)

Once a girl went to Li Dazui's office to pick up some documents, and chatted with Li Dazui for a while.It is said that Li Dazui's screams echoed for a long time over the dormitory area of ​​the Institute of Paleontology that night. So we can all understand why Li Dazui, who is usually timid, desperately asked to go to Xinjiang with the Yingpan archaeological team this time.He almost didn't find an organization to write a blood book. The three of us took a taxi and went straight to Qingshan Hospital. Qingshan Hospital is located on the side of a mountain in a certain town in the suburbs. It is basically sterile and desolate.

The driver said sympathetically, "Go to see the patient Ang?" The three of us nodded, with heavy hearts. The entire hospital is not big, with a yard and a small four-story building.When we entered the door, we told the taxi driver to wait for us at the door, and paid a lot of money in advance. There is a wolfdog in the yard, whose vocal cords have been cut off, with black fur and blue eyes, and it barks like ho ho ho ho ho.There was also a flock of chickens wandering around, led by a particularly majestic rooster.We carefully walked around the road, away from the wolf dogs, and tried not to disturb the group of chickens with different expressions, and walked into the hospital building.

Rather than saying that this is Qingshan Hospital, it is more like a hospice hospital.As soon as you enter the door, there is a strange smell, disinfectant and rancidity permeate the whole space. Zhou Qian's ward is on the second floor. We were received by a middle-aged nurse.After registering as a visitor, she led us upstairs. "Although our hospital is simple, the nursing work is quite good. However, the patients here are rarely visited. Are you Zhou Qian's classmates? He is very knowledgeable and a very nice person." I noticed that both the corridor windows and the doors and windows of each ward are surrounded by iron fences.The nurse opened the iron door on the second floor, took us in, walked to the door of Room 205, took out the key to open the door and said, "That's right here. There is a bell in the room, just ring the bell when you want to come out."

Then the nurse pointed her head into the room and shouted, "Zhou Qian, someone is here to see you." The three of us walked into the house, the nurse locked the door behind us, and the sound of high heels gradually faded away. I haven't seen him for a few years, Zhou Qian's appearance has changed a lot.The traitor's head, which was originally 37, is now shaved into a flat head.The pair of glasses remained the same, but his face was full of vicissitudes, not like a young man in his twenties, but more like an old man in his fifties. Zhou Qian was sitting at the table drawing a picture, his expression was not sluggish, it could even be said to be serene.When he saw us coming in, he quickly got up and said, "Why are you here? Please sit down... Hey, I don't have any good tea here." As he greeted us, he poured some water from a plastic jug into a glass.I noticed that there was only one plastic cup on the table, obviously no one was there. Zhou Qian also realized that the three of us couldn't use a cup to drink water, and said a little embarrassedly: "The conditions here can't be compared with schools." "Come on," Li Dazui picked up the cup and took a sip, "You live in a three-person room at school, but this is a single room. I noticed that there are chickens downstairs, and you can eat grass eggs from time to time Right? This is the life our S University graduates dream of, and you went to a well-off life decades earlier than us.” The words made us all laugh, who were a little nervous.A few people chatted about some past events on campus, and they were all a little embarrassed.We brought some food, some fruits like apples and bananas.Wei Datou is an emotional person, seeing Zhou Qian reduced to this point, the circles of his eyes were slightly red.He took out a military knife from his pocket and peeled an apple for Zhou Qian. Zhou Qian kept staring at Old Wei's knife, which made me feel a little terrified.Li Dazui seemed to have the same idea as me, so he started talking nonsense, trying to attract Zhou Qian's attention. "I said, Lao Zhou, you guys are too mean. If I knew you lived in such a beautiful place, my brothers would have followed you here. By the way, Liang Ke is also a graduate student. Look at the Department of Archeology. Although there are few girls, the quality is pretty good. If I hadn’t gotten married, I would have hooked Liang Ke up. As the saying goes, no fat will flow to outsiders, and now this task can only be done by Old Wei.” Old Wei laughed, and I pretended to spit at Li Dazui, but I glanced at Zhou Qian to see if he was still looking at the knife. Zhou Qian suddenly said: "In the past few years, I have changed several hospitals, and many doctors have consulted with me, but I can't find out the reason. I am neither paranoid, nor depressed or manic, nor schizophrenic. But they are Can't explain what happened to me." "They always thought I wanted to escape from the hospital. In fact, they were wrong. There is no safer and more peaceful place than here in the hospital. Honestly, I don't want to leave the hospital in my life." Zhou Qian took the apple handed over by Old Wei, took a bite, held it in his mouth for a while, and murmured, "It's delicious." We are all very uncomfortable.Everyone is running on the road of their ideals, striving hard for their own value goals, but Zhou Qian is wasting his youth in the hospital. Zhou Qian pointed to the water bottles and cups on the table: "Do you know why they are all plastic? Because they are afraid that I will commit suicide. Although this room is small, everything in it has been carefully selected and will never pose a threat to life. Even the floor is on the second floor, and there are iron bars outside the windows. The nurses are on duty under my floor, and if I make any movement, the nurses will run up as quickly as possible.” Old Wei muttered for a long time, and managed to say: "Brother, you are doing well. You are treated like a VIP everywhere." Zhou Qian sneered: "They describe facts as superstitions. Isn't science a kind of superstition? Since Newton's mechanics and classical physics were terminated by Einstein's theory of relativity, which opened the door to modern physics, the so-called science of mankind It has already been possible to push the origin of the universe to three seconds before the explosion of the singularity. How does the singularity, which was originally static in no space and time, gain energy, form the first movement of the explosion, and thus continue to expand? This is the so-called 'first impetus' From this? According to the law of conservation of energy, there is no way to deduce it. Scientists finally acquiesced that its energy source is the "hand of God", which is one of the reasons why many top scientists finally converted to religion. Pity the doctors and experts around me, take it easy With salary and bonuses, but unable to believe what happened to me, I can only prevaricate with mental illness." We opened our mouths wide and listened to Zhou Qian's eloquent talk.Li Dazui sighed: "Zhou Qian, no wonder they want to lock you up." He approached Zhou Qian and said in a low voice, "You know too much." Seeing that Li Dazui was about to start fooling around again, Old Wei quickly interrupted him, and said to Zhou Qian, "Senior Brother Zhou, what's going on, can you tell me?" Zhou Qian stared into Old Wei's eyes, and said in a low voice, "Tell me, after Xiaogu's death, did Y-man commit suicide too?" Should we tell Zhou Qian about Mr. Y? We discussed it on the way here.Since we don't know whether Zhou Qian's access to information in the hospital is smooth, and whether telling him the news will trigger a new round of madness in him, we decided to wait for the opportunity.Now Zhou Qian suddenly asked directly, we looked at each other, and no one answered for a while. Zhou Qian suddenly smiled wryly: "He also committed suicide, right? I knew it, I reminded them..." I couldn't bear it any longer, so I interrupted: "The official statement is that Y man committed suicide. But none of us believed it. In fact, we also found the body, but... oh." Wei Datou nodded, with a sad expression on his face: "Whether Y man died by suicide or some other reason, he must have been in pain before he died. I will never forget that look in my life. Brother Zhou, tell us what happened to you What? Or, what can we do for you?" Zhou Qian stuck his fingers in his hair and buried his face in his knees for a long time.It took me a long time to hear his low choked sobs, which seemed to be unbearable sadness after trying his best to restrain himself.The afternoon sun streamed in through the window, and dust danced in the brilliant beam of light.We quietly surrounded Zhou Qian.If it weren't for the extremely depressed pain, this should have been an afternoon of reunion with old friends, gathering and chatting. After a long time, Zhou Qian raised his head and said in a low voice, "Is there any news about the Yuli Yingpan ruins in Xinjiang?" We looked at each other again.Li Dazui said cautiously: "Don't dare to hide it, brother. We have already decided to go to the Yuli Yingpan site to participate in the second phase of the excavation work. Professor Fan will lead the team and set off in the near future." Zhou Qian looked at me suddenly, the sadness in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by fanaticism.His lips trembled, but his voice became more and more uncontrollable: "She finally succeeded. The woman in black has been pestering me for a long time, and she is everywhere. She always whispers beside me, but they say I am crazy ...Liang Ke, where did you hide the black cloth bag in my drawer? You don't know, you are so stupid, she comes from the dark world, she is the lead to hell...Liang Ke! You bitch! You Possessed by her! You are the woman in black!" Caught off guard, Zhou Qian had already rushed in front of me, grabbed my neck with both hands, looked fiercely, and struck viciously. "Finally, you still have to use human power to complete your mission. I'm going to kill you! You can't go to the camp, don't go to the camp! Don't go to anyone! Moshan is already a city of death!" I was pinched so that my eyes turned white, and Lao Wei and Li Dazui rolled over and pulled Zhou Qian.Zhou Qian, who usually looks like a scholar, is full of brute force at this moment. If the nurse and the male nurse hadn't rushed over and knocked Zhou Qian down with an electric baton, I'm afraid that my little life would be put in Qingshan Hospital. I stuck out my tongue and didn't recover from it for a long time.Old Wei hugged me tightly, putting his body between me and Zhou Qian.Li Dazui stopped the nurse, trying to delay her giving Zhou Qian a sedative. I understand what Li Dazui means, he wants to ask more information from Zhou Qian.But the nurse ignored his actions and quickly gave Zhou Qian an injection.Zhou Qian suddenly became sluggish, huddled in the corner of the wall, seemingly asleep, and repeated in his mouth: "Mo Shan is dead. Mo Shan is dead. Mo Shan is dead..." The nurse looked back at us, and said strangely: "What are you guys doing? He just had an illness when he first came here, but he has been fine since then. You are lucky, you have stimulated the patient and made him sick as soon as he came." Li Dazui apologized and said with a smile: "It's nothing, housework. Love breeds hate, you know." He winked at the nurse and pointed his chin in my direction. The nurse suddenly realized, and said: "Say it earlier, I won't let you in. Zhou Qian is the key guardian of the higher-ups. Hurry up and pretend to be some classmate. You can tell that you are not a college student from S by looking at you. .We can't afford to make another mistake." We were almost kicked out of the hospital, and even the wolf dog at the door stared at us fiercely.After fleeing in embarrassment and getting into the taxi, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Li Dazui asked: "Liang Ke, you...you have indeed seen the woman in black. You can't really be possessed?" I felt aggrieved and said, "Do you have any brains? If I am possessed, can I still be paralyzed by Zhou Qian? Just use a dynamic light wave to fix him." Li Dazui slapped his head, "Let me tell you, it makes sense for Zhou Qian to be locked up in the hospital this week. He's really crazy. Hey," he glanced at Wei Datou coldly, "I said you can't eat tofu if you eat junior sister." Enough is enough, it's time to let go." Wei Datou moved his hand away from mine awkwardly, and in the midst of embarrassment, he suddenly thought of something and asked me: "Junior Sister, what did Zhou Qian say is in his drawer?" I replied: "Once I went to see Zhou Qian alone... I happened to see a lot of cosmetics in his drawer and a black cloth bag. But I didn't touch it, I didn't touch anything, I swear." Li Dazui said casually: "There is no need to swear. Zhou Qian's things are stored in the warehouse of the department. You will find out when you go back and look for it. If you can really possess a body, you might as well possess me, and scare the mother-in-law at home to death." He was immersed in the fantasy of intimidating his wife, and couldn't extricate himself for a while. The team list for the excavation of the ancient Moshan country site in Yuli Yingpan, Xinjiang has officially come down.I, Lao Wei, and Li Dazui were all among them, and the team leader was our mentor, Professor Fan Mingxian.Other members of the group include Dr. Dou Miao from the Institute of Paleontology, Lecturer Chen Wei who is a postdoctoral fellow in our Department of Archeology, and associate researcher Gao Hong and assistant researcher Xiang Zhiyuan from the S City Museum. Because this project was won by Professor Fan through his relationship, the entire excavation team is mainly based on the scientific research force of our S University, and the other two units, the Institute of Paleontology and the Museum, joined the team as assistance and interdisciplinary research.At the meeting and mobilization meeting, everyone was very excited and talked about the upcoming tough battle. The Yingpan area is located in the north of the Taklamakan Desert, on the north bank of the Kongque River Ancient Road, and belongs to the semi-desert and semi-Gobi area.The place is extremely desolate, with a large temperature difference between day and night, and lack of supplies. It can be said that staying here for more than a month is a huge challenge for anyone.So when Gao Hong and Xiang Zhiyuan, two comrades from the museum, saw that there was a female worker among the team members, they did not hide their surprise at all. I pretended not to see their gaze.Li Dazui sneaked over and chatted with two comrades from the museum: "Hey, that girl used to be my junior sister, do you want to get to know her?" I know that Li Dazui is considering two ways out after his Ph.D., either to stay and work in an institute, or to enter a museum.But it's too much to set up porcelain with people from the museum and to sell friends outright for glory. Gao Hong smiled and said, "When we get to the deserted camp, we will naturally get acquainted with it." Li Dazui laughed, pretending to be mysterious and said: "Don't underestimate her. Back then, I tried to make love to her with the strength of alcohol, but she slapped her away. It's Hua Mulan." Li Dazui had a lewd smile on his face, just like when I first saw him. After the meeting is the usual dinner.Although the dean of the department is used to being stingy, he loves face, and opened two tables in the Zhuangyuan building for the first time in order to entertain the leaders of the institute of paleontology and the museum. I have been poisoned for a long time in the S cafeteria, and when I suddenly saw a table full of big fish and meat, and thought that there might not be enough meat in the next few months, the few of us all ate with all our strength.After eating, the face of the head of the department turned red and turned white, and he kept calling the waiter for more food. When Li Dazui and Wei Datou and I jointly PKed a river fish, a man who looked like a manager walked up to the table surrounded by the leaders and whispered a few words to the department head. That river fish was both fat and beautiful, and the three of us ate it so happily that we didn't notice the sudden change in the dean's expression after hearing those whispered words. He hurried to Professor Fan, and whispered to Professor Fan for a while.Professor Fan's expression also changed.The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange. Everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked at the leader suspiciously. Li Dazui said in a low voice: "Finish the game! It is estimated that the funds in the department are not enough to pay for the meal." Professor Fan hurried towards us and said in a low voice: "There is something urgent. The comrades from the Public Security Bureau are waiting for us at the school, and we will take a taxi back immediately. Li Wenchang, you come with us." We looked at each other, and the meat in our mouths was swallowed in a panic.Professor Fan walked in a hurry, and the original Mediterranean-style bald head was styled into a country-surrounded city hairstyle, which was also disheveled in the evening wind, revealing a bright commanding height.Following Professor Fan to the door of the restaurant, I couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Fan, what happened?" Professor Fan's voice was low and hurried: "Zhou Qian is missing." As if it was a long-lasting haze, or a prophecy of fate, Zhou Qian was wrapped up in this long and strange event in a strange way.Whenever I see the four words "unbelievable", I can't help but think of Zhou Qian, his long, thin and fair face, slightly trembling fingers, and thick and blurry glasses. Zhou Qian disappeared.The voices of the three of us in unison are: Impossible. This is impossible.We just went to visit him, and the building that looks like a hospital is actually a prison, the management method, the order of key monitoring, and even the carefully selected daily necessities in the room, all of which are impossible to make a living person disappear for no reason. In front of the public security personnel, we truthfully explained the whole process of visiting Zhou Qian.Li Dazui made a list of our purchases, so accurate that he even explained the number of apples we brought.Except for the part involving feudal superstition, we have said everything that can be said.For the black cloth bag that Zhou Qian valued very much that Wei Datou confessed, the public security personnel also specially sent someone to the warehouse of the department to check it. But not found. The black cloth bag also seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. As a result, our trip was delayed for two weeks, and the public security organ asked us to assist in the investigation.The doors and windows of Room 205 where Zhou Qian was staying were undamaged. The door was locked from the outside, and it was intact. Even the large iron door in the corridor was still strong.But Zhou Qian just disappeared.No matter what guesses and puzzles we had, Zhou Qian evaporated perfectly, leaving a group of people thinking hard about the reason. We have nothing to hide from Professor Fan.Regarding the process from the beginning of Jintan to the final visit to Zhou Qian, we Three Musketeers sat in the living room of his house and worked together to reveal all the process and everything, including those abnormal events and feelings that could not be spoken in front of comrades in the police.Professor Fan didn't say a word, just sat on the sofa and smoked non-stop, listening to our anxious talk quietly. In front of Professor Fan, no matter how old we are, there is always an emotion between a child and a father.In the face of such an upright, even a bit dead-headed and upright scholar, who is also our respected elder, those pretending to be strong can be put down.If there is anything in this world that we can trust and rely on, then people like Professor Fan are one of them. Zhou Qian couldn't find it after all.This also cannot be explained.In the end, the public security agency concluded that Zhou Qian suffered from severe schizophrenia because he had been immersed in his personal spiritual world for a long time. Black cloth bag. This conclusion sounds ludicrous.But one still needs an explanation, in the absence of a better one. Zhou Qian's matter finally came to an end.However, the trip to Yingpan was destined to be ill-fated, and even more unfortunate things happened. Professor Fan fell ill. Every July is the saddest day in college.From the beginning of June, those guestbooks circulated among the dormitories, selling old books, second-hand bicycles, even second-hand water bottles, prohibited electric stoves, old basketballs and jerseys, large and small dinner parties, under the sycamore tree The hooking of shoulders and backs, and uttering the truth through wine, all indicate the end of a life.The special month of July is like a watershed. On one side is the carefree university life of fighting wits and courage with teachers, and on the other side is the worrying and suspicious social life. Walking in July is walking in parting. The spread of this kind of sadness made me feel very uncomfortable about Teacher Fan's illness. Teacher Fan fell to the ground suddenly when he was handling the handover of next semester's courses in the school's teaching office. After being sent to the hospital, he was found to be cerebral infarction. The mortality rate of this disease is more than 96%.The doctor did two CT scans in an attempt to determine the location of the thrombus, organized a consultation with experts, and finally performed an operation. I know Teacher Fan has been looking forward to the excavation of the Yingpan site.He has expressed his high opinion of the Yingpan site many times before, and believes that the Yingpan site has its specific historical value as an independent site, and at the same time can combine the Loulan culture to make a more reasonable and detailed explanation of the development history of the ancient Silk Road.In view of the fact that objects related to foreign cultures were unearthed in both Loulan and Moshan in the previous excavations, and the degree of cultural intersection is very complicated. Teacher Fan had the idea to open a gap in the sacrificial and funeral ceremonies to explore the ins and outs of the ancient Moshan Kingdom. Maybe Teacher Fan's wish was not fulfilled, or he was too tough. He still survived on the operating table 12 hours after the local blood supply to his head stopped.But he never woke up again.Doctors said he had entered a vegetative state, and the possibility of waking up was slim.Even when awake, the brainstem suffers from irreversible trauma leading to intellectual impairment and memory loss. Both Li Dazui and Wei Datou cried.Li Dazui, in particular, threw himself on Professor Fan, crying so hard that he almost lost his breath.The family members of the patients who did not know the truth thought that Li Dazui was the son of Professor Fan.We didn't want to explain, but stood silently beside Professor Fan's bed.Wei Datou kept wiping away his tears, while I handed them both tissues. It's not that I'm more cold and tearless, in fact, when I saw Professor Fan lying there who was only breathing but unconscious and speaking, my heart throbbed with pain. Crying is useless. I vaguely felt that Professor Fan's illness was too coincidental and there was no warning, as if there was some kind of power playing chess in the dark.The seemingly chaotic events piled up together, and the signs of logic can only be seen slowly. We changed the team leader to Professor Tan Yundan, another doctoral supervisor in the department.She made a condition to bring one of her Ph.D.s to participate in the excavation.Professor Tan Yundan is quite prestigious in the field of porcelain appraisal in the Song Dynasty. If he looks younger, he may be able to attend hundreds of lectures.She came to be the leader of the team. Although the frontline excavation work may not be experienced, no one would be dissatisfied with her academic achievements and reputation. But the doctoral student Li Renxi she brought was really annoying.He always looks superior in everything he does, and his dizzying cologne smell is all around five meters away. Although he is very respectful to the teacher, he often says to us: "You people, I Think lacking…” Every time he thinks what is lacking is different, basically the basic qualities that human beings need to have have been "lacked" by us. It’s not for nothing that we collectively hate him.Even if Professor Tan Yundan loves him very much, we still hate him. By the way, he is a Korean student studying abroad. In mid-July, after we visited Professor Fan for the last time, we finally boarded the train to Urumqi.The platform was full of students saying goodbye to each other.We mingled among them, as if those who waved goodbye also had us. This kind of sadness, uneasiness, worry about the teacher, and a trace of excitement and anticipation are mixed together alternately. Turning around in the maze of fate, it took us three years to finally reach the mysterious ancient ink mountain ruins.As if predestined, one after another puzzle gradually appeared before the eyes, but the answer is confusing.Zhou Qian strongly objected to going to the Yingpan ruins and then mysteriously disappeared. Xiaogu and Y man committed suicide bizarrely. Not only did not shake our desire to explore, on the contrary, we became more and more determined to treat what we experienced and what we will experience with a rigorous academic attitude and scientific spirit. everything of.Youth is a catalyst for passionate blood. Now recalling the tragic and firm mood at that time, there are two versions that can be interpreted—— One is Mencius's "Although there are thousands of people, I will go!" The second is Gillian's "very silly and naive."