Fenglin was overjoyed, and finally found a trace. Concocted it in the same way, Qin Jue soon found no more, no less, a full twenty-eight words. He recorded them one by one, and then went straight back to the submarine.

Seeing the two coming back, Xuanwu hurriedly stepped forward.

"How's it going, boss? What did you find?"

Qin did not speak, but took a pen and wrote twenty-eight words on the paper.

"Six, ten, have, remain......"

"What do you mean?" asked Xuanwu, puzzled.

"This should be a poem, a poem with a hidden mystery!" said Che Fox, pulling his goatee, in a low voice.

"The Eight Arrays were born and the earliest Fuxi Bagua, according to the Book of Changes, when the Qiangua is the head, if the order of these words written down by the stinky boy has not changed, then this poem should be like this. ”

"Lao Ji came out of his twilight years, the young man stepped on the ten thousand mountains, Lian Po has more than sixty bravery, and went to the sick and weak crown to fight Qilian. ”

Everyone glanced at each other, their faces were full of doubts, after the old man's interpretation, this poem was quite smooth to read, but the hidden meaning in this poem was a little incomprehensible.

"This is Lian Po again, and Huo Qu's illness again, isn't this something that can't be beaten by eight poles? This one is from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, this one is from the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, isn't Zhuge Liang from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty? What kind of mess is this!"

Xuanwu complained and scolded in a low voice: "People in ancient times were good at dragging texts, and people can't understand what they write now, so it's no wonder that so many things passed down by our ancestors have been lost." ”

"If you don't learn and don't know how to do it, you still look cynical and complaining, your skin is thicker than the soles of Lao Tzu's shoes. After scolding, the old Taoist priest simply ignored him and read it to himself.

Qin Jue was also puzzled, shook his head helplessly, and gave an order to the staff next to him, and the submarine began to rise to the surface of the river.

When they finally returned to shore, the crowd began to return. This line is also very rewarding, but unfortunately, it can't solve the secret in this verse at all.

Along the way, everyone was silent, pondering the meaning of this verse, until they returned to the hotel, and everyone found nothing.

Lunch was simply eaten a little, and it was another afternoon, and everyone still had nothing to gain, Qin Jue shook his head in desperation, reading poetry was not his forte, at this moment he was extremely depressed in his heart, explained to Xuanwu, and went out directly. This time, he didn't let Gao Yue accompany him, but he walked around the city alone. It was already evening, and it was a little dark.

Unconsciously, he actually approached a bar, maybe since the wedding, Qin Jue has not relaxed for a moment, and his mood is too boring, so he thought of drinking.

It's a folk bar, where a girl sits and sings, and the lighting atmosphere is soothing and relaxing.

Qin Jue ordered a bottle of red wine and tasted it. In contrast, he doesn't like red wine, because the taste is too light, and he likes white wine, the stronger the better. That cup entered his throat, and the burning sensation all over his body made him feel that his heart was not yet cold.

Unconsciously, Qin Jue had been doing it for an hour, and he had already drunk two bottles of red wine, but he didn't have the slightest drunkenness, and soon he ordered a third bottle.

At this moment, a girl walked over, sat directly opposite Qin Jue, and smiled, "Hello, sir, can I sit down?"

Qin Jue smiled lightly and said casually, "Haven't you already sat down?"

The girl didn't mind, and continued to smile at Qin Jue and said, "What's on your mind? Isn't it boring to drink alone? Invite me to have a drink." ”

As she spoke, before Qin Jue could speak, the girl asked the waiter for a cup and poured it for herself.

Ping......

Touching the glass with Qin Jue, the girl picked up the red wine glass and shook it gently, and took a sip.

"Very good red wine!"

"Meet me, my name is Ye Mei, and I'm the owner of this bar!" she said, and she held out her hand.

"Qin Jue!"

After shaking hands, Ye Mei continued to smile: "You know that I have noticed you since you first came in, you seem to be preoccupied, I don't know if you can tell me? Maybe I can help you, maybe I can?"

"No, thank you. Qin Jue replied coldly, and drank all the wine in the cup.

"Red wine is not drunk like this, if you just want to get drunk, I can take you somewhere else, these red wines are alive, just like a woman, you have to taste it slowly and chew it carefully to feel its unique taste. ”

Ye Mei smiled slightly, pulled Qin Jue up, and said with a smile: "Seeing that you look unhappy, I'll take you to a place to relax." ”

Frowning, Qin Jue still stood up.

"Pay the bill!"

"No, I'll ask you to drink, but wait, you have to help me. With that, he pulled Qin Jue and left.

It was only after crossing three streets that the girl's footsteps slowly stopped.

Qin Jue was a little puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "Where are you taking me?"

"Hey...... and wait for you to go to a place where you can vent. The girl said a word, and directly pulled Qin Jue to a small alley on the corner.

When he got closer, Qin Juechai found that the small alley turned out to be a hidden entrance, and there was a passage below, which obviously led to the basement.

"This was originally an air-raid shelter, and then it was abandoned, and there are many air-raid shelters like this in Chongqing, and some have been transformed into hot pot restaurants, which are more famous Dongzi hot pot. Ye Mei introduced, pulling Fenglin and walking towards the basement. As I walked, I introduced it.

"This is an old street for antique trading, which has been around for fifty or sixty years, and you should not underestimate this place, with the total transaction value of antiques sold reaching billions every year. ”

Qin definitely didn't dare to be interested in antiques, but it was better than nothing, and it didn't hurt to accompany her, but he didn't know why the girl wanted him to accompany him, and he was a little curious in his heart.

At the corner of the basement there was a large black iron door, which looked very gloomy, and there was an old man sitting in the doorway, smoking a dry cigarette, his eyes were a little cloudy, and he did not take the initiative to greet them when he sat in a rocking chair, but squinted his eyes and looked tired.

Ye Mei stepped forward and waved her hand at the old man, and chuckled: "Uncle Long, wake up soon, Xiaomei is here." ”

The old man hurriedly opened his eyes and smiled at the girl.

"Xiaomei is here, you little girl haven't been here for many days, have you?

Qin Jue also noticed the old man's gaze and was slightly stunned. From the old man's body, he felt a familiar aura, and he knew what this aura represented, which only an executioner with blood on his hands had, and the aura on his own body was much stronger.

It was clear that the old man was the same kind of person as him, except that he had more blood on his hands.

"Xiaomei, who is this?" the old man asked in a low voice with a slightly gloomy face.

"I forgot to introduce him, his name is Qin Jue, he is my friend, this is the big housekeeper of our entire market, I have called him Uncle Long since I was a child. As she spoke, the girl took out a bottle of Lao Bai Gan from her bag, the wine was not expensive, but it was better than existence.

"You little girl, you will please Uncle Long. Alright, hurry up and get in, your parents should be busy by now!" the old man smiled, slowly stood up, and pulled the heavy iron door open. It seems that this big iron gate weighs more than a thousand pounds, and the old man opened it with only one hand, which is a little surprising.

Qin Jue frowned slightly, the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc, and he was becoming more and more curious about this underground antique trading market.

"Then let's go in, goodbye Uncle Long!" the girl pulled Qin Jue and continued to walk forward.

As soon as he walked to the door, Qin Jue glanced back, and the old man was also staring at him at this time. Neither of them made any movements, just stared at each other.

"Let's go!" the girl urged, her face resentful.

Qin Jue smiled slightly, turned around and was about to leave.

The old man smiled lightly and said in a low voice: "Young man, you are very good, get to know me, my name is Guan Wu, and my nickname is Qiu Long!"

"Qin Jue, code name Emperor!"

The old man was slightly surprised, but soon laughed again.

"What an emperor, very good, Xiaomei is very good at finding helpers, go ahead!"

So saying, he turned and closed the door again.

Boom!

The heavy iron door closed again, and inside was the antique market. The market is big and it's very lively inside. The so-called three holes of the cunning rabbit, the same is true of this market, the other two directions of the market have two passages, which are the special passages for customers, and the big iron gate against the old man is a special passage for vendors, which is the rule set at the beginning of the construction of the market. So it hasn't been broken until now.

Ye Mei pulled Qin Jue towards a large antique shop and introduced: "That is our family, and it is also the largest antique shop in this market, my parents have been in the antique business here all their lives." How's it going?magnificent~"

Qin Jue nodded and smiled slightly.

"It's huge, but I don't know anything about antiques, what do you want me to do for you when you brought me here?"

"Don't worry, you'll find out in a minute. The girl smiled strangely, pulled Qin Jue and walked towards the antique shop.

"Mom, Dad, I'm here. The girl stepped forward and greeted a pair of elderly people at the counter.

"Xiaomei, why are you only here now, didn't you tell you that you were going to come over at noon today?"

"Mom, don't I have something? This is my good friend, Qin Jue, how is it, how is it, you look handsome. Did you receive anything good today, let me see it. The girl chuckled and stepped forward to take the old man's arm, a burst of intimacy.

"What's good there, it's just a few sets of blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty, and now it's not as good as before, there are too many people who know it, and the real treasures are hard to receive. The old man grumbled, and whispered to the girl.

"Xiaomei, tonight is the Raiders of the Lost Ark Conference, have you seen your Uncle Long, have you asked in private what treasures have been taken out from other stores?" the woman asked in a low voice, her face a little gloomy.

"Mom, what do you want, how could Uncle Long tell me?"

"Didn't he secretly point you out before, why didn't he say anything today?" the old man continued, his face a little worried.

"Mom, do you remember, last year Uncle Long said that the store occupied by our family is too big, which has caused dissatisfaction among other families, so how can we leak any information to me this year? And this year's rules are also very different from previous years, and a few antique shops outside will also come to participate, so this year it is not easy for us to keep the current scale. ”