The two of them seemed to have not taken a shower for a long time, and they were still wearing camouflage clothes on a hot day, and one of them was still wearing thick rain boots under his feet.

A foul smell emanated from these two people, with a black appearance, saying that they were migrant workers but they didn't look like them at all.

At the feet of the two men was a nylon pocket for fodder, on which a strange Buddha statue was placed.

This is a gilded Buddha statue, but most of it is covered by mud, and you can only faintly see that the color of the lotus seat is a little black.

The Buddha is sitting cross-legged on a lotus seat, the backlight is folded in half, and some flame patterns can be seen.

The heels and legs were covered by yellow-brown mud, and it was difficult to see clearly, but the head could be seen in the bowl-style Buddha head, and the spiral-like bun was circled around the hair.

Looking at the appearance of the Buddha again, with a high nose and big ears, slightly concentrating and closing his eyes, his face is full and kind, and there is a kind of great compassion for the world.

There are traces of a streamer-style pleated garment on the chest, and the rest is no longer visible.

However, from the ears of the Buddha's head, I can vaguely see a touch of gilded brilliance.

When he was fifteen meters away, Jin Feng had already seen this Buddha statue clearly, but this was not what he cared about.

What Jin Feng cares about is the smell of these two people!

While waiting for the red light, I smelled this vague smell in the hot air.

This kind of smell is too familiar to me.

The strange smell that others avoided was even a little kind in Jin Feng's nose.

Nibbling on the watermelon, he walked straight to the bottom of the tree, his eyes raised and closed, and he had already looked at the two men who were like corpses.

A young man with dark skin, caught in the scorching sun, slept soundly.

Another old man has a scruffy beard, can't tell his real age, wears a hard hat on his head, a camouflage clothes, and a pair of thick but rugged hands, which looks very weird.

There was also black mud between the fingernails.

The strangest thing is that this old man's left hand has six fingers.

Usually those with six fingers grow on either side of the thumb or pinky finger, but this old man grows in the middle.

Jin Feng had just stood in this place for only a second, and the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and his big white eyes rolled out and glanced at Jin Feng, which was terrifying.

Jin Feng nibbled on the chilled watermelon, kicked the Buddha statue under his feet with one foot, and shouted in a fluent Tiandu dialect.

"Does this thing sell?"

The old man's cold gaze retreated in an instant, and he stood up with a bone, bent down slightly, revealing an honest and honest appearance.

The opening was the thick accent of the ancient capital.

"The temple sells the land, the temple sells the land. ”

"Boss, look, this thing is made. ”

Jin Feng snorted, squatted down and chewed watermelon with one hand, slowly took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket with one hand, and raised his hand to buckle it on the chest of the Buddha statue.

"Don't buckle boss, it's not good to sell. ”

The old man hurriedly stopped Jin Feng, and shouted in the dialect of Gu Du'an in his mouth.

Jin Feng sighed and said lightly: "It doesn't look like the real thing." The spiral hair bun of the Buddha statue of the Northern Wei Dynasty is not so big. ”

"You can do it. Fake and sell it for real. ”

The old man's eyes flashed with disdain, but he smiled innocently, revealing his black teeth.

"The boss is really dripping, very much. The hungry nephew dug out the drips from the construction site, and the hungry people didn't eat for two days for this thing. ”

As he spoke, the old man licked his dry and cracked lips.

Jin Feng wiped his sunglasses on his forehead, and handed over the watermelon pocket in his hand: "I'll give you something to eat." ”

The old man's eyes moved, and he hesitated, Jin Feng said lightly: "It's not poisonous." ”

The old man's body was obviously stagnant, and he laughed: "Boss, are you laughing?" ”

took a pocket and broke a watermelon down, took two bites, and the speed suddenly accelerated.

"Tell me where your stuff came from, right?"

The old man chewed on the watermelon in his mouth and cried out indistinctly: "The real drop is a drop from the construction site." It's very good. Boss, you took it. ”

"It's cheaper. ”

The corners of Jin Feng's mouth twitched, one hand pressed the top of the Buddha's head, and tilted his head to look at the back of the Buddha.

Here you can clearly see some basic information about the Buddha statue.

The back is very flat and smooth, the base is similar to the shape of the square tripod, although there is a thick mud wrap, but the back and the base are bright gilt.

"The Northern Wei Dynasty is gilded. ”

"Good stuff. ”

The thick and pure earthy smell entered Jin Feng's nostrils, familiar and refreshing, and Jin Feng couldn't help but feel a little moved.

This thing was unearthed in no more than three days!

Jin Feng quietly retracted his hand, poured mineral water to wash his hand, and said softly: "It's too rough, you made it yourself." ”

The old man had already finished nibbling a large watermelon at this time, but the remaining two petals did not move, but shook the young man who was still sleeping soundly.

The young man sat up slowly, his bronzed face pale for a while, and he didn't know whether he was hungry or thirsty.

Holding the watermelon in his hand and staggering for a few seconds before it was put in his mouth, chewing slowly, it looked like this young man was weak, more like a patient who had just recovered from a serious illness.

Hearing Jin Feng's words, the old man shook his head with a smile, slowly squatted down, and said with a smile: "The old thing that feels right." ”

Jin Feng said lightly: "If this is true, do you dare to sell it in Tiandu City?"

"I'm not afraid of the thunderbolt killing you. ”

As soon as these words came out, the old man's smile obviously stopped for a moment, and he took a step back gently, still smiling, but his words were much softer.

The boss said he was smiling. It's not true, the boss sees it himself. ”

"If you don't have money to eat, you will take it from the boss. ”

Jin Feng snorted, handed the old man a cigarette, and said in a man's voice: "No wonder you look so bad." It turned out to be hungry. ”

Laughing and lighting a cigarette with the old man, Jin Feng said in a manly voice: "If you meet the fortune teller next door, you will definitely say that your eyebrows are black, and your relatives are in trouble." ”

The old man's hand shook, and the cigarette fell to the ground.

Then the old man hurriedly picked up the cigarette plug and smashed it in his mouth, and most of the two mouthfuls were gone, as if he had not been addicted to smoking for a long time.

Jin Feng smiled: "Just kidding." Don't mind. ”

"This thing...... How much money do you want?"

"Hey, your hand has six fingers, six middle fingers. Rare. ”

The old man squatted on the ground, smiled astringently, inadvertently hid his left hand in his arms, and said with a smile: "Boss, you really want you to look at it." The hungry don't ask for anything, just give some money to go back to their hometown. ”

Jin Feng nodded, looked at the young man sitting on the stool, and said softly: "It's really hard to work now. It's hard for you. ”

"Don't mix with the construction site in the future. ”

While speaking, Jin Feng took out a few stacks of money from his bag and threw them on the ground, and said with a smile: "The big construction site can't be dug up, and if it collapses, people will die." ”

As he spoke, Jin Feng threw out a few more stacks of money.

But seeing that Jin Feng threw out almost 100,000 yuan twice, the old man also changed color, and the essence light flashed from his eyes, and then turned into an ordinary appearance.

For a while, he was speechless.

Jin Feng stretched out his hand to grab the Buddha statue, got up slowly, and said quietly: "In the early years of digging the construction site, Lao Tzu went down and his son was on top, but nine out of ten Lao Tzu did not get up. ”

Later, the rules were changed to the son going down, and the old man was on top. ”

After Jin Feng said this, he said to the young man, "Does it feel good to be buried?"

When he heard this, the young man's face turned pale, and as soon as his hands loosened, the watermelon fell to the ground.

Then the young man covered his neck, his eyes bulged, and he knelt on the ground and couldn't stop shaking, wow, watermelon residue was vomited all over the ground.

The old man's face changed greatly, and he turned around and violently broke his nephew's hand, and screamed.

But the young man ignored it, as if he was in the middle of an evil spirit, his hands were bruised, and he grabbed his neck and didn't let go.

Seeing that the young man's face turned blue and he was about to strangle himself to death, Jin Feng smiled indifferently, took a step forward, and slapped the young man's chest with a horizontal palm.

"Boom!"

The young man spat out a mouthful of black stuff and curled up on the ground at once, holding himself and shaking.

Seeing this scene, the old man suddenly turned around and stared blankly for a few minutes.

Jin Feng said softly: "The middle finger of the unloading wrestler is six, and he swears to steal the tomb of Yuanmeng. ”

"I didn't expect to see it alive. ”

Hearing this, the old man's gloomy eyes burst out with two rays of light, and he slowly turned around with his head down, and hissed, "Mr. Gao's surname." ”

Jin Feng slowly took off his glasses, took off his sunhat, and said proudly: "The surname is Jin!"

The old man was suddenly shocked, his body was as stiff as iron, and a secret story suddenly appeared in his mind.

His complexion changed drastically, staring at Jin Feng tightly, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Qimen Dunjia, stargazing and breaking the dragon." ”

"You ......"

Jin Feng pursed his lips and laughed, hideous and terrifying.

"That's right. ”

Two hours later, a navigator was speeding on the way to Anxiong City.

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