Li Xiaomeng sneaked into the encirclement overnight and killed Yang Cheng, the scumbag who always made trouble for himself, with the gunner's gun, and later escaped with the stolen goods. After returning home, Lin Ling and Ouyang Bingbing both slept, and he took a shower and slept in the room.

When I woke up the next day, the news of last night's events had already spread.

The robbers fought fiercely with the police at the construction site, and he was shot dead when he refused to surrender. The police officer Yang Cheng, who first discovered the whereabouts of the robbers, was shot by the robbers, and now all parties are dealing with the follow-up matters, and Yang Cheng has also been posthumously sealed as a martyr, ready to be sent to the martyr's cemetery for burial.

But the jewels robbed by the robbers were nowhere to be found, and the police were still searching the building, but they didn't find anything at all. However, all parties still fully affirmed this action, after all, the heinous robbers were solved in one night, and the panic of the people was relieved, and whether the gold and silver jewelry could be found was not the most important.

Li Xiaomeng drank milk and watched the news, a subtle smile flashed on the corner of his mouth. He alone knows what happened yesterday, and it will rot in his stomach forever.

This news was followed by another incident that happened in the detention center, where the three people who cheated money in the name of teaching were all killed by the mysterious person. The police have a video, but the killer on it is tightly wrapped all over his body, and he can only preliminarily judge that it was done by a plump woman, and there are no other clues, and all parties are shocked.

Li Xiaomeng asked Jin Bao to help track down who had recently taken over what the three of them had stolen from Death Valley, and he soon had an eyebrow. So Brother Jin Bao asked Li Xiaomeng to meet another leading figure in Lingnan, the antique dealer Lao Ma.

Lao Ma is a cattle man who mixes in the antique market all the year round, relying on buying the treasures obtained by tomb robbers, and then buying them out. has a huge net worth and is very awesome. It is said that he provided a large number of calligraphy and painting antiques in the museum in Lingnan City, so even though many people knew that he was selling antiques, no one touched him.

Li Xiaomeng followed Brother Jinbao with a mustache to the city center, and walked around to a ruined place. The center of Lingnan is quite developed, but it seems to have been forgotten, full of low-rise bungalows, and countless families are crowded in small alleys.

On the road, there are people of all kinds of mixed rice to eat, and at the outermost entrance, there are stalls selling pirated books, some selling barbecues, and some elderly pimping bustards, all kinds of characters are readily available, and it is a melting pot. This road is famous in Lingnan for its dirty and messy paths, and is known as an antique street.

A short walk inside, there were stalls everywhere collecting coins and messy utensils. There are also many people who sit on a small wooden bench, selling some ceramics, calligraphy and paintings, and of course there are many imitation bronze objects with rough workmanship.

What calligraphy and paintings of the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, coins of the Tang Dynasty, all the good things that ordinary people have heard of, there are all on the ground here, of course, they are all fakes. 100% imitation, buy back is to decorate the façade, the price is not low.

There are also a lot of buyers and sellers here, especially some people in their fifties and sixties, wearing a pair of black cloth shoes, people who are dangling behind their backs grab a handful, and they all talk very energetically, as if they are all archaeological experts, whatever you say, blue and white porcelain, Luoyang shovel, Kaiyuan Tongbao, Wu Wangjian, any person can blow you for a long time, without drinking water.

Li Xiaomeng followed behind Jinbao and saw a lot along the way, but he was not interested in buying these things. Those people didn't pay attention to the two of them, because these people who were here all day long had poisonous eyes, and at a glance, they knew that Li Xiaomeng and Jinbao were not thieves who came to ship, nor were they buyers who came to buy fakes, so they didn't look at them much.

Here, the most exciting thing for these people who seem to have nothing to do is not that someone comes to buy their fakes, but that people with a rustic and murderous atmosphere come and ask them about the black words of the antique world.

Because these people came with treasures, if they were lucky, they would come across one or two good things, and they would not have to worry about eating and drinking Lazar for the rest of their lives. But this kind of thing doesn't happen so easily, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people setting up stalls on this street all year round.

The place where Jinbao took Li Xiaomeng to was an alley at the end of this street, and when I walked in from the alley, I turned right about fifty meters and saw a very large courtyard, the yard was full of bamboo, and there was a two-story stone building rich in ancient charm, which gave people a sense of tranquility when they looked at it.

Two large bronze doors were tightly shut, and the walls were filled with shards of glass.

Jinbao went over and knocked on the bronze door: "Ma Ye is here, I made an appointment for Jinbao yesterday!"

Jinbao knocked on the door, and there was a frantic barking of dogs inside, which made people's scalps tingle when they heard it.

After a while, a short and fat middle-aged man came over and opened the bronze door, glanced at Jinbao and Li Xiaomeng and said, "Come in!"

Jin Bao smiled, and Li Xiaomeng followed in.

The ground inside the dean was paved with stone slabs, and the three big wolf dogs were chained and barked at Li Xiaomeng and Jinbao.

An old man with gray hair and a face full of ravines sitting next to the bamboo forest casually threw a few pieces of barbecue meat over, and the wolf dogs quieted down.

This person is the leader among the Lingnan antique dealers, he looked up at Jinbao and Li Xiaomeng, and beckoned: "Come and sit!"

Li Xiaomeng and Jin Bao used to sit opposite Lao Ma, this very strange and ugly old man had a much better temper than expected, and all of them had the temperament of a literati, like an old scholar of archaeology.

"Ma Ye, how about the things I asked you to tell you yesterday, by the way, this is my brother, Li Xiaomeng!"

"Ma Ye!" Li Xiaomeng nodded respectfully to Lao Ma.

Lao Ma threw a few pieces of barbecue meat for the three wolf dogs he raised, picked up a towel and wiped his hands, looked at Li Xiaomeng and Jinbao and said: "I found the things, but what do you want these for? You are not in this business, I heard that you have your own territory and career in Xicheng District!"

Lao Ma didn't say that Li Xiaomeng and Jinbao were mixed with the underworld, and he didn't care about these, the big brother of the underworld popped up every three or five years, and he was not surprised.

Li Xiaomeng said: "These things were stolen from an indigenous ethnic group in Yunnan, I have a friend who wants me to help her find the things back, they are all the things of the people in that mountain village, and they are actually of little use to people outside, but those people have special feelings for these things!"

Lao Ma nodded: "Do you know if there are any Buddhist temples or anything like that in that mountain village?"

Li Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment, the tone and tone of this old Ma question seemed to be plain, but he had learned the ability to recognize people, and he felt that there was a special purpose in Lao Ma's question.

"I'm sorry, I don't really know. It's just that a friend asked me to help, I didn't ask so much, if you want to know, I can go back and ask!"

Ma Ye didn't ask any more questions, and asked the fat man who started to open the door for Jinbao to take out all the things and put them on the table: "A lot of the things that the three liars got are here, you can take them!"

Jinbao quickly stood up, grateful.

Li Xiaomeng asked: "Ma Ye, thank you very much, how much does it cost, I'll go get it for you!"

Ma Ye stood up, moved his body, shook his head and said, "No need, it's all worthless things, so I should give it to you." ”

Li Xiaomeng had no choice but to give up, and left the house of Lao Ma, a leader in the antique industry, with these very southern-style things and Jinbao.

After the big bronze door closed, the short and chubby middle-aged man walked up to Lao Ma: "Ma Ye, there are a few valuable things in that bag!"

Lao Ma nodded: "Throw bricks and lead jade, if I guessed correctly, there may be treasures in that mountain, and the ruins of the Binding Spirit Temple, the head of the seven temples that disappeared in Buddhist legends, may be there, you are ready to prepare, let's go to that mountain!"