Daomu Biji

The mountain fire finally disappeared, listening to Agui, it seems that it is because of the hot weather, and I do n’t know how it burned. Anyway, there is a mountain fire every summer here, but it is still the first to burn so close to the village. Bo, Wan Xing burned the abandoned house without much loss.

I swear in my heart that my loss can be huge. In this way, the clues that Brother Chu told us are all broken. Now the only way is to find a way to force Brother Chu to speak after going out. This is definitely not an easy task. And it is necessary to use coercion, which is not acceptable to me. However, it is not completely desperate, so I am not extremely depressed-as long as Brother Chu is not burned.

Speaking to the fat man, it seems that we will not spend much time here. After finding the old guide, if there is no special reason, we may have to go back to Changsha, because staying here is no longer meaningful, the so-called Yangjiaoshan inverted fight, It may be broken down next time.

The fat man was also helpless. Although he was a little reluctant, we didn't bring any tools with us this time. Actually, it is not very realistic to go to Yangjiao Mountain. He still insisted on going to the mountain to see and then go back. So finally decided to discuss again.

After, I was uneasy. I always felt that the old guide's things would definitely go wrong, thinking about the worst, so that when the time really happened, I could feel better.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the old guide's things went well. Agui came back and told us that he had made an appointment with the old hunter. We can go to him tomorrow at home. The old man has a strange temper, he and that The old hunter said that we are from the government, the old man may be more active, let us not show the stuff when the time comes.

At first glance, the fat man was not expected by government officials. As soon as he negotiated, he was asked not to go. He said he went to the fertilizer shop to find a way to get some sulfuric acid, to see if he could melt the "iron gourd." what. Then go to the burnt ruins, and maybe find something else.

I think it's not bad to split up, but after all, I don't want to act rashly after I get it back. I have to think about it when we are together. This "iron gourd" is still a bit dangerous. The fat man promised, saying he was not a child.

After we negotiated, we went to sleep, and we didn't talk at all overnight. We each fell asleep with each other's heart. When dawn came the next day, we split up, and Agui and I went to the old hunter. I thought that there would be no trouble, but I didn't expect the old man to release our pigeons when he arrived. He said that he went into the mountain last night, but he hasn't returned yet.

The hunter hunted because it was a roaming mountain, and there was nowhere to go. I said, "What happened?" It is said that the old man is confused. Two years ago, it suddenly began to be a bit abnormal. I often go into the mountains from time to time, and I don't know what to do. Anyone who does n’t listen will say it, and they will go. It does n’t matter how important it is the next day. You can see that the shotgun is still hanging on the wall.

I said that there was no way to do that. I had to wait. Just sitting down at his house, I suddenly entered another person from the door. When I came in, I asked, "Is Father Panma here?"

Daddy Panma is the name of the old guide here. It seems that more than one of us is looking for him. What surprised me is that this man is a Beijing accent.

When we looked out, we saw a five-year-old middle-aged man walking in. When I looked at his face, I felt a little strange. This man has long, fat ears, but it is neatly packed and tanned but I can't see a bit of manual work.

Father Panma's son immediately greeted him, and Agui came to me: "This is Father Panma's distant nephew, I heard it was a big money."

I listened to his accent, Jingjing was pure, and my heart said that this distant relative is far enough.

The middle-aged man seemed to be familiar with the place, and he entered the courtyard without hesitation. Passed a cigarette to my dad's son, he had already seen me, with a look of doubt on his face, he drank, "Has a guest?"

The father ’s son said in the Mandarin with a strong accent: "Yes, I am also coming to see my father. These two are from the government--"

The middle-aged man did not seem to be interested in this, and immediately interrupted him and asked, "What about Dad?"

The father's son was embarrassed, and he again told about his father's unknown whereabouts. The middle-aged man gave a grunt and nodded: "What does Dad mean, and is not there anyway, I'm always letting me eat, and what the boss and I say." He looked at us and said badly: "You Sunzi shouldn't be too scared of money, and he found another customer and wanted to scorn me. "

The father ’s son was busy saying yes or no, saying that we were really looking for the father, someone from the government.

The middle-aged man looked at us again, a little bit doubtful, and came to us: "Which unit are you from? I'm familiar with the people in this town, why haven't I seen you?"

It's a bit rude to ask this question. I looked up at him and it wasn't easy to have an attack. He said, "We are from the province. We asked our dad to do an interview."

"Province?" He looked at us suspiciously, but he looked like we were indeed like an institution, he whispered and turned to his father's son: "Yes, then you persuade your father, my boss The price is not low, keep the stuff, and bring nothing to life or death, what's the use right? Don't be stubborn, sell it is absolutely cost-effective, the old man takes some money and enjoys several years of blessing. "

His son kept nodding.

The middle-aged man said again: "Then you have guests, I'm not here to get together, I'll withdraw first." He laughed as he said, "It's done, I take you to the scenery, take more snacks, and find me to drink at night Go, I ’m going, and I ’ll come back later. "

Said that when he left the yard, he didn't look back, and he was gone. I looked at somehow, and asked his son, who is this man? What does he do?

The father ’s son was relieved to see him go away, and sighed that this man was a distant relative of them, saying that he was the nephew of his father, his cousin, and this man was a gangster who had been living in Beijing for a long time. They I haven't been in contact for a long time. I don't know which boss I followed recently. I ran to Guangxi to collect antiques and introduced him everywhere. This person was familiar with him, especially vain, and dared not offend.

I asked: "Listening to what he means, he fancy what is in your house, and think about it, why is there any ancestral treasure in your family?"