The Lost Tomb : Restart (The Sound Of Providence)

Chapter 2: Abandoned Weather Station

I rolled up the whole guestbook, pulled it off the string with a hard tug, shoved it in my pocket, and then left the museum. Fatty followed me out, but he didn't seem to understand what was going on. We squatted down in a corner and carefully read the transfer statement several times. I flipped back and forth through the guestbook's other pages and found that all the other messages were normal. This was the only page that had a problem.

"This...does this really count?" Fatty asked me.

I nodded. Although I didn't know much about these kinds of things, all the other documents must have been prepared if Uncle Three really wanted to leave me something.

Fatty immediately went back in, saying that he would go through all the other guestbooks on the wall since there might be other plots that were transferred like this.

I sat on the steps and waited for him. I was in a daze for a long time before I finally recovered and checked the information on my phone. The plot at No.87, Section A, Changping Road, Xiaosongshan seemed to be a large area in Yeshan, Nanjing that used to be a weather station. Uncle Three bought the whole plot after the station was condemned. He had done it more than a decade ago when land prices were very low. Although that plot wasn't very valuable now, it was still a huge sum compared to what it had been worth at the time.

But this wasn't the first time that Uncle Three had bought land. He ended up buying most of the land around his old house, but he certainly hadn't done it for investment purposes.

My initial reaction was, what's underground?

But in this day and age, it was a well-known fact that the things in tombs often weren't as valuable as the land the tombs occupied. With this particular plot of land, it didn't seem to matter what was underground.

Fatty didn't find anything and came back out, but he didn't seem dejected at all. We got in the car and headed for Yeshan Town. Fatty cracked the window, took out a cigarette, and then shook his head, "Mr. Naïve, your uncle is actually quite loyal. Why didn't I have such an uncle? It looks like we've found a career in the second half of our lives. If God wants you to be rich at midnight, who can make you poor just before the dawn [1]? This Fat Master should be the general manager, yeah?"

I didn't have time to talk nonsense with him. I felt my heart start churning as I looked at the simple deed in my hand and the thumbprint that was on it.

Uncle Three might not really be dead.

On the one hand, an unresolved stone in my heart had finally begun to shift in a direction that made me feel at ease. If he wasn't dead, then it wasn't any of my business how he stirred up trouble outside. But on the other hand, if he didn't die and didn't show up, did that mean that things weren't over yet? It was a terrifying thought.

Not only had the Wu family secretly dealt with things for three generations, but I had already used up all my strength. My mind and even the demons in my heart were too old to keep going now. Was it really not over?

I didn't dare think about it.

We asked the Didi driver a bunch of questions as we headed towards the weather station. Yeshan was a mining town full of mountains and valleys. There were even a variety of rolling hillsides and various geological protection areas around the town. I checked the county annals and found that the underground mines in this town were all tunnels from past dynasties. The earliest discovered tunnels were from the Western Zhou Dynasty, and they stretched several hundred meters below ground. I didn't know whether Uncle Three had bought this place because of those mines or if there was something else here.