Era: Starting from cave dwellings in northern Shaanxi

Chapter 104 The secret in the box [Please subscribe]

Sun Xiangyang didn't recognize the wood of the box, but it was very strong.

It looks like it's seventy long, fifty wide, and fifty high.

At least it weighs more than a hundred kilograms.

There was a small rusty lock hanging on it, and Sun Xiangyang pulled it open with direct force.

Then he asked Chen Shuting to step aside while he opened the box from behind.

This is mainly done to prevent traps.

Sun Xiangyang used to watch various movies and novels about tomb robbing, and they always talked about this kind of box with a mechanism.

But this time, he was obviously disappointed.

After opening the box, nothing happened.

And it was covered with a layer of straw mat.

Sun Xiangyang curiously opened the straw mat, and there wasn't much inside, so it was clear at a glance.

The first thing that caught his attention was the dark, rough, fist-sized rocks in the middle?

But when Sun Xiangyang picked up the stone, he realized that his previous guess was wrong. This was not a stone at all, but more like black iron, or a meteorite?

The main reason why he guessed at the meteorite was that he felt that no one would put a few iron lumps in the box, which would make no sense at all.

In addition, there seems to be a melting shell on the surface, as well as bubbles of different sizes.

Seemingly thinking of something, Sun Xiangyang took the dragon-seeking ruler and placed it flat on top of the meteorite.

Sure enough, the magnetic field of Xunlong Ruler was interfered with and intertwined.

It is also consistent with the characteristics of meteorites having magnetic fields.

In other words, these meteorites are the ‘culprits’.

The question is where did this meteorite come from, and who put it in and buried it there?

Sun Xiangyang actually already had a guess about this, but he was just not sure.

Putting the meteorite aside, Sun Xiangyang took out the long cylindrical thing wrapped in oil paper.

As expected, there are patches of ocean inside.

This one costs exactly one hundred yuan.

There are a total of twelve envelopes in the box, which is equivalent to one thousand two hundred yuan.

Although Sun Xiangyang doesn't know how much a piece of ocean can be sold for now, it won't be a big problem if all these oceans are sold, allowing him to directly become a household worth ten thousand yuan.

Next to her, Chen Shuting also stared blankly at the enveloped ocean.

Although the rest has not been opened, as long as you weigh it, you will know that it is not fake.

And these oceans only occupy a corner of the box.

After placing it, Sun Xiangyang took out a rectangular box wrapped in wax paper and opened the wax paper. It was a beautifully shaped jewelry box. As he expected, it contained a lot of exquisite jewelry, including gold and jewelry. Look. There is a dazzling array of things to see up there.

Sun Xiangyang just glanced at it and handed it to Chen Shuting, "Keep it well, it will be regarded as your betrothal gift."

"I don't want to wear these, so I'd better keep them for Dudu and use them as her dowry in the future."

At this point, Chen Shuting asked worriedly: "Are these things really dug out of the ground? Will there be any trouble?"

"Trouble? Do you know who buried these?"

Sun Xiangyang asked.

"Father-in-law?"

Chen Shuting was not stupid and immediately thought of someone.

After all, Sun Xiangyang's family used to be a wealthy family, not an ordinary one.

It's not that he became a landlord and became rich only after he came to Shuangshui Bay, but that he was a wealthy family a long time ago. It was just because of the war that he took refuge in Shuangshui Bay, so he naturally had a lot of wealth.

"Except for my father, I can't think of anyone else who would bury things there, and besides my family, there is no other big owner in Shuangshui Bay. As for these things, as long as we don't tell them, who will know?
  After a few years, the outside world will be different. At that time, no matter how much money you have, it will be fine. "

Sun Xiangyang replied.

He had already anticipated the origin of the box.

As for why his father buried things outside instead of in the yard of his current home or the yard of his old house, he naturally had his own considerations.

I'm afraid that when his ancestral home was confiscated by the working group of the community, his father had already hidden the family's assets in advance.

It is estimated that only a small part of those confiscated were used to cover up others' eyes.

After listening to Sun Xiangyang's words, Chen Shuting said nothing more. She was a little flustered when she suddenly saw so many valuable things.

Later, Sun Xiangyang took out another small box from the box.

The reason why I had to move it was mainly because the box was a bit heavy on my hands.

Also unwrapped the wax paper, Sun Xiangyang held his breath and gently opened the box.

It was not dazzling, but the color that made people breathe heavily caught Sun Xiangyang's eyes.

Little yellow croaker!
  Two rows of small yellow croakers laid vertically and flatly were arranged neatly in the box. Although the workmanship seemed rough, its essential color was enough to cover up all this.

Sun Xiangyang squinted and counted, there were twenty on the surface alone.

And below, there is obviously more than one level.

Sun Xiangyang took out the few small yellow croakers on top with a slight trembling, and his breathing became heavier.

He had seen this type of small yellow croaker on the Internet before. According to the saying on the Internet at that time, one small yellow croaker was basically one or two.

However, this tael is not the [-] catty tael used today, but the [-] taels per catty used in the past.

In other words, this small yellow croaker weighs almost [-] grams.

How many are there in the box?

Sun Xiangyang peeled off the small yellow croakers underneath and counted them carefully. There were five layers in total.

Perhaps Dudu couldn't figure it out even with his fingers, but Sun Xiangyang easily calculated that there were exactly one hundred small yellow croakers in the box.

That is: 3100 grams.

Nowadays, he doesn't know how much a gram of small yellow croaker costs, but he remembers that when he was reborn, this kind of gold bar cost about 500 per gram.

That is 155 million.

Of course, this price is for future generations.

And ten thousand yuan now is not the same thing as ten thousand yuan in future generations.

Not counting the meteorites or the box of jewelry, this box of small yellow croakers and the 12 silver coins alone are a huge fortune.

When he discovered the small coal mine before, he was still hesitating whether to hand it over or how to earn the first start-up capital, but now he has everything.

These things directly brought Sun Xiangyang to the level of rich people.

At this time, Sun Xiangyang looked up, and sure enough he saw Chen Shuting staring at those little yellow croakers, with shock on her face.

"Here you go, keep these things together."

Sun Xiangyang closed the box and placed it in front of Chen Shuting.

"No, you'd better find a place to hide yourself. It's best if only you know."

Chen Shuting shook her head vigorously.

"Let's not talk about these for now. Let me see what else is left."

Sun Xiangyang cast his gaze on the corner of the box. The last thing he saw was also a tall box.

After opening it, there is a compass on the top.

Sun Xiangyang couldn't help but pick it up. It was slightly smaller than his palm and heavy, but it was made of some kind of wood. It was a bit old. There was a layer of pulp on the surface of the wood. It was dark yellow in color and divided into countless small grids. There are some symbols and words engraved inside.

In the middle of the disk, there is a small glass cover with a pointer inside.

If the dragon-hunting ruler is used to find various earth and water veins, then the compass is used to determine Feng Shui.

One seeks, the other settles.

The two seem to have similar functions, but they are actually very different.

However, both of these are the magical tools of Feng Shui masters. Even in the eyes of some orthodox Feng Shui masters, the compass is the right path, while the Xunlong Ruler is equivalent to the left path.

Like in some ancient film and television dramas, Feng Shui masters often use compasses, but dragon-seeking rulers are rare.

Previously, when the old branch secretary gave him the dragon-seeking ruler and those Feng Shui books, there was no sign of a compass. At that time, Sun Xiangyang was a little surprised. Why was there no compass, the symbol of a Feng Shui master?

But he didn't think much about it. The old party secretary's sincerity to him at that time was enough to show through the experience value fed back by the system that it was unlikely to deceive him.

So he just thought that Sun's father didn't have that kind of thing.

Unexpectedly, the 'missing' compass would appear in front of him in such a way at this moment.

This compass also proves that these things were buried by Sun's father and should have belonged to Sun Xiangyang.

Putting down the compass, Sun Xiangyang looked at the box again. There were also some Feng Shui and Kanyu books in it, but compared to the ones the old branch secretary had given him before, these books looked older and were densely packed with various annotations.

It can be seen that this is the real book.

With these annotations, Sun Xiangyang believes that he will undoubtedly get twice the result with half the effort if he studies it.

And among these books, there is also a book of experience notes.

The handwriting is also Sun's father's.

But just when Sun Xiangyang thought there was nothing else, he suddenly found a porcelain bottle in the corner.

He carefully took out the porcelain bottle. It was about ten centimeters high and had a big belly. The mouth of the bottle was blocked with a stopper.

After taking a lot of effort to open the stopper, I immediately smelled an almond-like smell, and there was some white powder inside.

The next second, Sun Xiangyang sealed the porcelain bottle tightly again and put it aside as if nothing had happened.

He picked up the notebook again and said to Chen Shuting beside him: "The writing on it can indeed prove that these things were buried by my father before, so we are neither stealing nor robbing."

"Well, but the family is not short of money now. Would it be unsafe to keep so many valuable things at home?"

Chen Shuting expressed her worries, took another look at those things, and felt extremely flustered.

"In terms of safety, it is indeed a problem. I will dig a hole in the house tomorrow and bury these again. I will dig them out when they are needed."

Sun Xiangyang thought for a while and said.

As Chen Shuting said, there is no shortage of food or various daily necessities at home.

He had previously withdrawn five hundred yuan from the brigade. Although he bought a lot of things and medicinal materials, in the end he only spent four hundred yuan, with one hundred yuan left.

In addition, before Su Huiwan left, she forced him to give two hundred yuan, and he also gave it to Chen Shuting.

So not counting his mother's accumulated wealth, Chen Shuting alone had at least three hundred yuan in her hands.

From now on, she will still have a monthly salary of five yuan, and Dudu will not have to spend money to go to school. He is now also the captain of the third production team.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like you’re short of money. Of course, this is just because there is no shortage of money in life. If Sun Xiangyang wants to do something big in the future, it will not be enough.

Therefore, these small yellow croakers and silver coins are equivalent to reserves, leaving them for him to do big things later.

"Okay, it's getting late. Put your things away first. You are covered in dirt. Go wash up and go to bed."

Chen Shuting started urging directly.

"No hurries."

Sun Xiangyang said this, but he still put everything into the box and moved it into the cave, where there were usually some sundries piled up.

After putting it away, I found a heavy object to press it up, mainly to prevent Dudu from turning over her delicious food.

Then Sun Xiangyang went outside to wash up.

When she returned to the house, Chen Shuting had already gotten into bed.

Obviously the cotton-padded jackets from before are not ready yet. According to the time, it is only eight or nine o'clock now. Who goes to bed so early?

No more making cotton-padded jackets?
  After a long time.

Sun Xiangyang listened to Chen Shuting's even breathing next to him, but he couldn't fall asleep.

He rested his arm on his pillow and thought about the porcelain bottle.

Even if you haven't seen some things before, it doesn't mean you don't understand them.

It was precisely because he knew what those things were that Sun Xiangyang had trouble falling asleep.

At this moment, he was thinking about what the old party secretary had said to him.

"I saw with my own eyes that your father went around the ancestral graves of that family. Not long after, the person who reported your father got sick and died."

"Since then, your father's body has collapsed."

"Your father sent the Xunlong Ruler and those books to me and asked me to keep them. He said that you are not the material. He will take them away later when he finds the successor."

"Your father said that if I have nothing to do, I can read those books to relieve my boredom. I see there is Turtle Breathing Technique in them. You must be alive because of this."

"You've hidden it too deep, kid."

"Your father has been hiding this from me in order to protect you."

"Now you have surpassed your father and surpassed your father."

In the past, every word the old party secretary said lingered clearly in Sun Xiangyang's mind.

The old party secretary is such a shrewd person, why do you have so much faith in him being a Feng Shui master?
  Why are you firmly on his side?
  I'm afraid what Father Sun did back then is the key.

It's like paving the way for everything, so when Sun Xiangyang performs something, the other party will believe it so easily and make up "real" stories in his mind.

Thinking about his father's situation after he was reported, and how his family has never had any major problems in the years since, Sun Xiangyang understood the fundamental purpose of his father's actions.

On the surface, it is Zhang Guihua who maintains the family with her fierce side.

But the truth is that Sun's father kept silent and secretly laid a plan to hold up the sky above his head.

After understanding these truths, Sun Xiangyang did not feel too surprised.

It seems that this is how it should be.

Maybe Sun's father is indeed a Feng Shui master and has some skills, but he is definitely not to the extent that he can kill someone suddenly by walking around his ancestral grave a few times.

Are there any such methods among Feng Shui masters?

Maybe there is.

But it is definitely not something that Sun’s father can achieve.

Maybe not.

Because he had not seen these methods in those previous books.

But these have nothing to do with Sun Xiangyang, and he has never thought of using these things to harm others.

Almost all of his current skills are improved through the system.

Therefore, his real reliance is also on the system. His ability to control Feng Shui and his identity as a Feng Shui master are all used to cover up the existence of the system and give everyone a reasonable explanation.

Otherwise, without the status of a Feng Shui master, how could he say that there is water, black land, and coal mines there?

Why should others believe him?

Therefore, it is impossible for Sun Xiangyang to throw away this layer of skin.

As for other Feng Shui master skills, he planned to take a look at the books he had just dug out and the notes left by his father. Maybe there was something hidden in them that should not be passed on to others.

The next day, Chen Shuting got up early. After cooking, she dragged Dudu, who was looking reluctant, to school.

Zhang Guihua also rushed to Chagouzi.

Sun Xiangyang, who seemed to be doing nothing, stood on the open space in front of the cave dwelling and began to practice grappling techniques.

He didn't know if it was because he had figured out some things and let go of some things last night, which actually gave him a sense of clarity. This was something he felt more clearly when he was standing at the stance.

Now, following Sun Xiangyang's movements, those grasping techniques became more and more comfortable, and he could completely control the power.

At this point, the grappling style is finally introduced.

After practicing it twice more and consolidating it, Sun Xiangyang summoned the panel.

Skills: Water Fetching [First Practice], Dragon-Seeking Ruler [Small Success], Triple Pile [Small Success], Grabbing Style [First Practice]

Looking at the four skills lying quietly in the skill column, Sun Xiangyang suddenly felt satisfied.

At present, except for carrying water, which is not very useful, the remaining three are all first-class good skills.

He has already realized the benefits of Xunlong Ruler and Sanhe Zhuang.

As for the grappling style, it is mostly used for body protection, and can also be used with stances to exercise.

To a certain extent, the more proficient he is in pile skills and grappling techniques, and the higher his level, the greater his overall physical improvement will be.

The reason why he is not in a hurry to improve his personal level is because of this. If there is a way to save, he must save.

Like last time, his personal level experience increased by 500 points out of thin air just by breaking through to [small success].

So if you improve your grappling skills now, how much will it improve?
  Sun Xiangyang spent 500 experience points with great expectations and upgraded the grappling technique to [a small success].

Similar to the feeling of improving skills before, this time the various experiences of grappling were poured into his mind out of thin air, digested and absorbed by him quickly, and completely became his own.

Even Sun Xiangyang could feel the muscles of his body beating and becoming more harmonious.

Ordinary people's more than ten years of experience can be easily transformed into Sun Xiangyang's instincts.

Afterwards, he opened up his frame and tried the grappling style again. He immediately felt that he could feel it with his heart, and the strength was completely controlled by his heart.

There were some things that felt awkward before, but they have all been corrected.

At this moment, if Sun Xiangyang stood in front of Mr. Sha, he would probably wonder if his eyes were dim.

However, Sun Xiangyang did not have such bad taste, and even in a short period of time, he tried not to expose this in front of the other party.

Grappling style is different from Zhuang Gong.

His Zhuang Gong may be covered up by his years of being a Feng Shui master, and he has been cultivating it since childhood, which is why he can learn it so quickly and master it skillfully.

But the grappling style is different. It really involves the fundamentals, and only through hard study and practice can one grow.

In just a few days, Sun Xiangyang has made such great progress. Not to mention that his bones have been repeatedly confirmed to be deficient by Mr. Sha. Even those martial arts wizards who are about to emerge with sufficient talent cannot make this kind of progress. .

At that time, the other party will no longer have a problem of being dim-sighted, but will become suspicious.

Fortunately, this grappling style is somewhat different from the pile technique. As long as Sun Xiangyang does not deliberately expose himself in front of the opponent, he will basically not be discovered.

After suppressing this thought, Sun Xiangyang couldn't help but look at the personal level column.

Level: 2 (607/2500)

Only 607?

Sun Xiangyang remembers very clearly that after the previous improvement of Zhuang Gong, he directly increased his progress by 500 points. The next 7 points were the result of his continuous practice of Zhuang Kung in the past few days, even drinking medicine and taking medicinal baths to slowly improve.

In other words, this grappling breakthrough only increased his progress by 100 points.

Far less than he thought.

Is it because Zhuang Gong is equivalent to internal boxing, while the grabbing style is equivalent to external boxing?

After all, other than this explanation, Sun Xiangyang really couldn't figure out why there was such a big difference between the two.

With his physical fitness improved, Sun Xiangyang simply went into the house with his head in hand, moved out the debris from the cave where he and Chen Shuting slept, and then dug in the innermost corner.

Not long after, a large pit was dug, but the depth was only about one meter.

Then he sorted out the things in the box. Except for the compass, the books and notebooks, as well as a meteorite and five small yellow croakers, the rest of the things were put back into the box and buried in the pit.

Finally, the ground is compacted, the excess soil is cleaned out, and finally the debris is put back.

In this way, even if a thief breaks into the house and wants to clear out the debris and get back inside, it will not be possible in a short time.

What's more, no one except him and Chen Shuting knew what was buried there.

As for why Sun's father didn't bury the box directly at home back then, he was probably worried that if something happened in the future, the cave would be confiscated, and someone even had to dig three feet into the ground, so he buried it outside.

It is estimated that even he would not have thought that these things would eventually be found by Sun Xiangyang, who has mastered the dragon-seeking ruler skill.

Those meteorites with magnetic fields are undoubtedly the key.

It is precisely because of this that Sun Xiangyang left a piece and planned to take the time to study it carefully.

As for the five small yellow croakers, they were prepared.

Even if there was an accident and a large amount of money was needed in a short time, those five small yellow croakers would be enough for an emergency.

The days that followed were still uneventful. Although water had been pumped out of Shapingba and there was no need to worry about draft problems in the future, the two hundred people still came to work early every morning and went back after dark.

And when it comes to work, he never cheats.

In the words of Sha Hongcheng, if anyone loses face in Shuangshui Bay, he will let him lick it back bit by bit.

Of course, it is more because everyone is truly grateful to Sun Xiangyang.

However, as time goes by, the reclamation there has also entered the second half.

If there is one major event, it would be the preliminaries for the college entrance examination.

When the registration was over, the person in charge of the examination found after counting that there were too many people. There was currently a serious shortage of space that could be used as an examination room. It was getting colder and colder. By the time we really waited for the college entrance examination, it was already winter and it was snowing. When it's ice.

We can’t let everyone take exams outside the classroom, right?
  How can you write without freezing someone to death?

Moreover, there are too many people who signed up this time who are just pretending to be fake. How to get rid of these people?
  After everyone's discussion, it was decided to do a preliminary test, which is also a pre-selection.

Just clear out those guys who only have primary school education and don't even know a few Chinese characters. In this way, the pressure in the examination room will be relieved, and the remaining work will naturally be simple.

In this case, the college entrance examination pre-selection came before the official college entrance examination.

　A big chapter of [-] words, [-] words were written today.

　　But I still owe you three thousand words.

　　Try to make up for it tomorrow!
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)