Yellow River corpse hunter

Chapter 64 Yellow River Dredging
in my room.

I walked in with Daoist Mu and the boy with the flat head.

He pulled out two chairs for them and motioned them to sit down.

Just now Taoist Master Mu Zhen said that he had some private matters to tell me about this mission, so I brought the Taoist priest over here, and this boy with a flat head seems to be inseparable from Taoist Mu Zhen, so I didn’t say much What, let them come in together.

"Little friend Lin, can you close the door of your room?" Mu Zhendao asked.

"Oh, yes, yes!" I nodded again and again, and closed the door firmly.

In the room, only me, Taoist priest Mu Zhen, and the flat-headed brother were left.

For a moment, Taoist Mu Zhen's expression seemed to have dropped to freezing point from that moment, and he looked at me with a serious face.

I was slightly taken aback, not understanding what happened to this Taoist priest Mu Zhen.

"Lin Yang, Lin Zhentian's grandson, I finally found you?" Daoist Mu Zhen whispered.

But my mind buzzed, and I stood up straight away, staring at Taoist priest Mu Zhen vigilantly.

"Who are you, why do you know my name? And why do you mention my grandpa?" I shouted hastily.

Grandpa has always been a thorn in my heart, but now Taoist Master Muzhen not only said my name, but also my name, which made me doubt his purpose?
"Hahaha!" Seeing me like this, Taoist Master Mu Zhen smiled instead: "As expected of Lao Lin's grandson, he is a bit alert. I'll show you a photo, and you'll understand everything!"

After all, he took out an old photo that was a bit yellowish in his arms, and handed it to me directly and slowly.

I took it lightly and took a look, and found that it was actually a group photo, and in front of it, Taoist priest Mu Zhen was standing with my grandfather, and the two people at the bottom of the photo were holding a red banner with 13751 written on it!

"This!" I almost threw the photo out.

"Your grandfather and I participated in an archaeological operation code-named Yellow River dredging, so I know you and your grandfather!" Taoist priest Mu Zhen said these words silently.

But my eyes began to twitch slightly, staring at him closely.

"Then what do you want to say?" I said in a deep voice.

"We are not enemies, why make the atmosphere so tense, you are the grandson of Lin Zhentian, you should know something, the purpose of my coming here is actually not as complicated as you think, I really beg you to do something, tell me something About your grandfather!" Taoist priest Mu Zhen waved his hand.

I pinched the photo and looked at him with a puzzled expression. Until now, I am a little confused about the motive of this Taoist priest Mu Zhen.

I just saw this number. The master has a seven or eight pots with this number printed on it, and he told himself that he and his grandfather are also in the same team. Why does the Taoist priest Mu Zhen also say that he and his grandfather are in the same team, and that he is also in the same team? I took out a photo, but there was no master on it, and I was completely confused for a while.

"So what do you want to tell me?" I asked.

"It was almost autumn. I remember it was a bit cold at that time. I was invited to participate in the excavation of a tomb. Don't get me wrong. Although I am a Quanzhen disciple, I am also a well-known expert in antique appraisal, so I At that time, we directly participated in this event. We found some funeral coffins on the bottom of the Yellow River. We used detectors to detect and found a huge space about the size of two football fields underground. We initially suspected it was an underground palace, so At that time, there was this event, and your grandfather was there too!" Taoist Priest Mu Zhen said slowly.

But I nodded slightly, although I don't know what is going on, but it is similar to the incident in my impression.

"Then come back?" I continued to ask.

Daoist Mu Zhen just wanted to speak, but suddenly stopped talking, shook his head and sighed at me: "You still don't want to know, it really doesn't make any sense to know too much about many things, you can still live a normal life now." Lin Yang, do you think you can live a normal life after you know these things?"

"This?" I was taken aback.

"So I don't want to say anything. Your grandpa must have been very secretive. He never said a single word to you, right?" Taoist Master Mu Zhen shook his head again and again.

But I was a little annoyed.

"Wait, you have to make it clear to me today, you too, grandpa too, and everyone else, isn't it just an archaeological operation, since it's all over, you and you are here to cover up, what's the matter Is it easy to cover up?" I shouted emotionally.

When Taoist Master Mu Zhen heard this, he looked at me calmly, and asked suddenly: "Well, since you want to know, I won't stop you, but after you know the secret, you must be prepared to face everything. Are you sure you're ready for this?"

"I..." My lips trembled slightly, I don't know why the words came to my lips, but I couldn't say them.

Daoist Mu Zhen smiled helplessly, stood up and said, "You are not prepared at all, are you? Then in this case, you should not know. There are too many things to know, and sometimes there is really no benefit. You may now I won’t understand, but one day you will finally understand thoroughly!”

"I... oh!" I sighed.

Suddenly I found that Taoist Mu Zhen said a lot. The reason why I want to know the truth now is because I want to know why grandpa did this, why everyone hides this matter from me, maybe it’s a kind of child why don’t you With my mentality of playing, but I didn't make a good plan at all, and I had to bear my fate. Yes, I never made a good plan to deal with this matter.

Daoist Mu Zhen took out a pen from his jacket, quickly wrote down an address on the back of the group photo, and handed the photo to me again.

"However, you are Lin Zhentian's grandson, so you have the right to know. This address can be regarded as a greeting gift from me. You can think about it slowly!" Taoist Priest Mu Zhen smiled faintly.

Then he watched his figure leave the spot bit by bit.

But I quickly picked up the photo, there is no difference in the photo, just wrote an address No. 156, Xizi Village.

"No. 156, Xizi Village!" I repeated in a murmur.

For a while, I couldn't figure out the intention of this Taoist priest Mu Zhen.

At this time, outside the gate of the small courtyard, Taoist Master Mu Zhen said goodbye to the master, and walked out of the gate with the flat-headed brother.

But the boy with the flat head who hadn't spoken for a long time spoke up: "You're trying to induce him, shouldn't he be involved in this matter?"

"Hey, none of us should be involved in this matter, but do we have a choice?" Taoist Priest Mu Zhen said with emotion.

Only then did he take out a real group photo, his eyes were a little red.

(End of this chapter)