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Chapter 115 The urn

At this time, I was very calm and first backed up all the information on my phone. In addition to photos and recordings, there were many files in the folder. I took a preliminary look at these files and found that many of them were short diaries. Uncle San did not have the habit of keeping diaries, so most of these information was specially typing into notepad for me.

Later I went to adjust the surveillance, but the surveillance when the goods were in stock was long gone.

After I finished backing up, I started reading these diaries. It took almost a week to read them. I was stunned. The information in this diary was extremely incredible. Not only did some things happening back then, but more information seemed to be hidden behind it.

The whole diary started with the beginning of the meteorological investigation of San Uncle San and Chen Wenjin going to the countryside. In the words of San Uncle San, the rural areas in the mountains could not distinguish between archaeological teams and the differences between the agricultural college and the meteorological teams. They could only distinguish between those who played movies and those who played movies. Uncle San and Chen Wenjin were organizing some field surveys, but they were taken to the workplace of a meteorological station by the locals. There was a temporary meteorological station in that place, but no one was left.

The locals thought they were still members of the weather team before, so they took them there.

The locals told them that the meteorological team came here, established the meteorological station and left. They would come once a year and bring some food coupons to the commune, and then asked them for food.

Uncle San felt very strange at that time, because the meteorological team conducted a national census climate, which was a national project and was carried out after liberation. In that era, the geological census and population census had been almost completed. It was really strange that the meteorological team went to the countryside.

Especially when I come back every year, it means that someone is monitoring the climate in this area for a long time, but the weather station in the town is doing this work, so why are there teams coming to the village?

While Wen Jin was dealing with the villagers, San Uncle opened the temperature box of the temporary weather station and found that it was not a meteorological instrument, but a strange urn.

There is a strange little statue of the god painted outside the urn, and you can see traces of people coming back to worship every year.

Uncle San asked the villagers if there was anything special about this place where the temporary weather station was set up.

Because this is not a weather station, it is a shrine for offering ashes. The ashes are not buried in the soil, but are empty in the air and offering them in the rain and dew. It is not said that it is an evil technique, but it can be sure that the motivation is impure.

The villagers were also scared when they saw this situation, so they said that the place was often struck by lightning, so there were no big trees.

Uncle San looked carefully and found that there was a lightning rod on the top of the temperature box, but it had been burned. In other words, the temperature box had been hit by lightning more than once.

Uncle San couldn't understand. The ashes were already ashes and were hit by lightning so frequently. What was the purpose of? How big is the grudge?

Uncle San was puzzled. The villagers wanted to tear down the weather station, but were stopped by Uncle San. He decided to catch the weather team members when they came to the village again and ask them carefully what they were doing. He was already sure in his heart that the weather station members must be fellow men of the same way as him, maybe not tomb robbers, but they must be funny and insane.
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