He quickly explained: "That's not a difficulty. It suddenly occurred to me that all the newspapers and periodicals published between 1900 and 1912 were mostly publications created by Tsarist Russia and Japan. They have been classified as secret files by the police station and cannot be accessed by ordinary people. I Although I can access the information, I do not have the authority to take out the secret files. I have to trouble you to go to the police station with me and enter the secret files building to see in person."
"good."
The group of people got into the car and drove into the police station as fast as possible.
Entering the secret archives building, Song Qingyang asked the clerk to find newspapers and periodicals published in 1900, and checked them one by one with them. By the time the sun went down, they finally had a clue.
"Sister, sister, you really guessed it right."
Song Qingyang held an old newspaper. The antique ink print printed the "Shengjing News" logo. The edition number and year showed that it was published in late November 1900.
Yue Guanchao took the newspaper and browsed the front page of the newspaper with Song Siyuan:
"In the Year of the Rat, Gengzi, the evil spirits are great, the Xing'an League burns down the forest, and the ancient villages are mysteriously destroyed"
"The ground is on fire, the forest is burning, and the forest is mysteriously destroyed?"
Song Siyuan read the report over and over again and couldn't hide her joy!
The former Guandong bandit Tang Dianrong took 1,200 people to the depths of the Xing'an Mountains to search for the mysterious treasures in Wu Coffin Town. As a result, these people seemed to have disappeared from the world and never appeared from the Xing'an Mountains again for about half a month. , some good people followed their footsteps to Wu Coffin Town, and found that the entire village was deserted, leaving only charred ruins with a radius of hundreds of miles.
"This incident was reported by Shengjing News, Manchuria News, Frontier Post, and Fengtian Times at that time. However, due to the case of a dragon falling on a river beach at the same time that year, its limelight was overshadowed by the news of a dragon falling. The common people didn’t pay attention to the scorched forest.”
Song Siyuan took the newspaper and introduced what she saw to everyone.
Yue Guanchao looked at the newspaper and felt that the fog in front of his eyes was getting clearer and clearer: "If it was the fire burning the forest, then it would be clear. When my second uncle came out, there were wounds all over his body."
"But hasn't Witch Coffin Town disappeared? It's been twenty-five years, can it still be found?"
Although Lu Fengjian's words were inappropriate, they were also true. Song Siyuan looked at everyone and said, "We will discuss this in the long run after we go back. Don't we already have clues? At least we know what happened."
When they returned to Song's house, dusk was approaching, thunder was rolling in the sky, and dark clouds were pressing close to the roof.
Not long after, it suddenly started drizzling outside, and the heat on the ground began to steam, causing beads of sweat to cover people's foreheads, and even shoes and socks became sticky. Uncle Song and a few girls stumbled around to collect the clothes that were hanging outside. clutter.
He walked into the corridor with an umbrella: "Miss, it's raining really hard today. I think it's getting late. Do you want to send your friend back?"
Song Siyuan stood under the verandah, watching the rain dripping on the eaves, and asked Xiang Yue Guanchao: "Have you found a place to live?"
He had been busy looking for clues all day. If she hadn't reminded him, Yue Guanchao would have forgotten about this matter: "I was just busy with work today, and I haven't had time to look for it yet."
"I think the rain won't stop for a while, and there are no rickshaws on the road. You two can stay here today."
Yue Guanchao was so happy, but after all, he was staying with someone, so he had to be humble: "This is not appropriate, are your parents willing for us to stay overnight?"
Song Siyuan nodded: "My parents are diplomats stationed in the UK. They don't spend as much time in the house as Song Bo, so you can rest assured."
After dinner, Yue Guanchao burped and went back to the study with Lu Fengjian again.
Song Siyuan took out an old map with excitement on her face:
"The location of Witch Coffin Town has been found."
Yue Guanchao looked at the table. An ancient map was quietly placed. Song Siyuan called the two of them to the table:
"My ancestors were academicians in the Imperial Academy in the previous dynasty, and also traveled to American countries with the Western Expeditions. There are many maps in our home that are not available on the market. This map is called "Longxing Ancestral Military Mansion Map" and was collected by my grandfather. This is a detailed map of the Northeast, which was used by the military government to manage the military towns outside the Pass, and the terrain and place names are all marked in great detail."
Before Yue Guanchao finished listening, he quickly interrupted her: "Is there a location for Witch Coffin Town up there?"
"Yes!" Song Siyuan picked up a magnifying glass and motioned Yue Guanchao to look in her direction: "Wuciao Town is located in the extreme north east of the Greater Khingan Mountains, surrounded by Maluo Mountain, Kaxi Mountains, Kunwu Peak, and Wuji Mountains. Even now, it is invincible. It is a primitive and barbaric land where people live and hundreds of miles of wilderness. If you go further out, you will reach Tsarist Russia.”
Yue Guanchao listened to her introduction, looking past the large and small mountains, and came to the northernmost border near Tsarist Russia. There was indeed a word written in Manchu among the mountains deep in the Xing'an Mountains. Song Siyuan had carefully translated it, and it was Wu Coffin Town!
I didn't expect to find Wu Coffin Town so quickly. When Yue Guanchao was excited, he praised him repeatedly: "Miss Song, you are really a kind-hearted person. If it weren't for you and your friends, I wouldn't have achieved this even if I tried my best. Who would If I marry you, it will be a blessing for eight lifetimes."
Before he finished speaking, he realized that he was being abrupt and scratched the back of his head with a smile.
A slight blush appeared on Song Siyuan's face, and she didn't want to share the same experience with him: "Okay, I am willing to help you, but I have selfish motives, and it is not too bright."
Her words startled Lu Fengjian, and Yue Guanchao looked at her with surprise: "Are you also interested in the treasure inside?"
