Chapter 124: Ancestral Craftsmanship [Ask for Subscription]
"Appear, appear, appear. ”
"Hurry up and show up for Lao Tzu. ”
But no matter how much Wang He pleaded, intimidated, and threatened, the white clouds in the sky could not appear in the shape of a horse as he wished. In the end, Wang He thought about going back to the town, finding a toy store to buy a toy horse, and then going to the edge of the cliff to throw the toy horse into the air, but he didn't believe that he couldn't complete the task.
If that doesn't work, the only way to get a kite in the shape of a grass mud horse is to find a way.
Wang He made up his mind and condescended, and saw Qiu Jianjun and the archaeological team from a distance turn across the pond and enter the old house.
This kind of happy event held in the countryside usually starts early, and after most people finish eating, the genius will be dark. Professor Yang said that the archaeological work here was over, and asked Qiu Jianjun to take the two women to the town's guest house first, and then drive in tomorrow to pick him up and the middle-aged man.
Qiu Jianjun originally planned to send the two women out and then come back to pick them up and take them back to the town, but Professor Yang said that he needed to explain some things to the village chief before leaving tomorrow, so he agreed, and after drinking two cups of tea, he drove the two women out of the village on the sidebike that Liu had left for him.
There are no hotels or guest houses in the countryside, and when each family holds a happy event, if there are more relatives and friends who come from afar to stay overnight, they will arrange for these guests to stay at the relatives and neighbors in the village. People in this era, especially rural people, are not so hypocritical, and it is enough to have a place to live.
When he went to bed at night, Wang Xiangyu took his son and nephew, and the three of them squeezed into a bed, and his alcohol consumption was very shallow, commonly known as "a cup poured", and he fell asleep after lying down for a while. The big hairy people are small, and they sleep more deadly.
Wang He slept until midnight, and somehow woke up with a thrill in his heart, and after waking up, he couldn't sleep, and it was not very comfortable to squeeze on the bed, so he got up to pee, and then went out to the sunning valley outside.
There are no lights in the countryside at night, there is no movement of cars, in the dark night, there are frogs and insects, and there are occasional elongated and short syllables on the dirt bags behind, which is the voice of owls. It sounds like a messy and strange sound, making the night in the countryside seem even quieter.
At this time, on the edge of Shima Stone, the tangible cultural heritage of Shima Village and the former residence of the legendary Tianma, there are two teams of people standing against each other.
There are four people on one side, the archaeological team headed by Professor Yang, in addition to him, the middle-aged man, and Chen Yi, the fourth person is the old Chinese medicine doctor Chen Su.
There are only three people on the other side, it is the trio of Bailongzhai, the owner of the village, Chen Jianfeng, the old fishing boy and a burly man in his thirties.
Chen Jianfeng, the owner of Bailongzhai, held a thick stick more than one meter long, and sneered:
"Lao Yang, have you crossed the line? Liulong Town is the territory of Bailong Village. ”
Professor Yang coughed, raised the small shovel in his hand, and said unhurriedly:
"Jianfeng, you should be clear about my work, it is the duty of our archaeologists to protect cultural relics and monuments. ”
Chen Jianfeng spat and said:
"Phew, I think you're pretending to be used to it in front of others. It's all the craftsmanship handed down by the ancestor of the Sanyin Sect, and what big truth do you have to tell us. ”
Chen Yi was the youngest, and with the hatred of killing his father, he looked at the person opposite and couldn't help but speak:
"Master, there's no need to talk nonsense with them, let them have no return tonight. ”
The burly man in Bailongzhai was holding a spear in his hand, and he sneered:
"Just with your dick, hum, I can pinch out all your shit with one hand!"
"Dog X's ......"
Chen Yi was furious, and he waved a handful of guys similar to Luoyang shovels in his hand and was about to rush out, but Professor Yang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him and said:
"Don't be impulsive just yet. Chen Su, what do you think?"
Chen Su took a step forward with empty hands, stared at Chen Jianfeng and said in a deep voice:
"Chen Jianfeng, there are no outsiders here today, so I'll ask you a word, is my son your poisoner?"
Chen Jianfeng chuckled and said:
"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. You have been working as an old Chinese medicine doctor for decades, don't you still understand this reasoning? According to the generation, Qi Tai still has to call me 'uncle', can I do something to him?"
Chen Yi said in a loud voice:
"It's you, you murderer! Murderer! I must avenge my Abba today!"
He was very emotional, his voice was high-pitched and high-pitched, and he was already roaring and screaming in the back.
"Don't get excited. Calm down. ”
Chen Su patted Chen Yi's shoulder, and slowly exhaled before saying:
"Shifeng, Bailongzhai, I only believe your words, you also hugged Qitai back then......"
Chen Shifeng, an old fisherman, interrupted him and said:
"Chen Su, don't mention the past. Qitai ...... I am also saddened by the death of this child, and as for who is the murderer of him, I believe the police have already explained it to you. This aspect is indeed what we Bailongzhai has done ......."
Chen Jianfeng took over and said:
"The police told me that it was that bastard who killed Qi Tai. It's true that we're not right. But your nephew is dead, and my nephew is dead, and they are worth one life, no matter how you say it, it's enough. If you still have any opinions, go to the public security and say, how the public security will judge, we have no opinion in Bailongzhai. But if you dare to talk nonsense again, don't be bullied by us in Bailongzhai. ”
Chen Su was half angry by Chen Jianfeng's words, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and his breathing involuntarily became thicker.
After Chen Su's marriage, his wife died early, because he had no children, and later asked for a boy from his brother's name to pass on to him, and this child was Chen Qitai. There are many insiders of the older generation in this matter, but none of them said it in front of Chen Yi. Today, Chen Jianfeng does not admit that he has anything to do with Chen Qitai's death, because there is no evidence, and there is no good way at present, but he intends to compare Chen Qitai's death with Chen Zhixiang's death, which is very unreasonable, and he also vaguely said Chen Qitai's succession in front of Chen Yi, which made Chen Su feel sad and angry.
Although Chen Su and Chen Jianfeng are both surnamed Chen, they are not related to each other. Chen Su is a native of Chenjia Village and belongs to the indigenous people of Liulong Town, but the Chen surname in Bailongzhai, where Chen Jianfeng is located, migrated from other places one or two hundred years ago.
Chen Su looked up at the gloomy sky, thinking of his son who died tragically, he knew that with Chen Qitai's kung fu, but with Chen Zhixiang's cheap appearance, if the two were head-to-head, the two Chen Beixiang might not be his son's opponents, so the real cause of his son's death must not be the result of the public security, there must be another hidden story, even if the son was really given a fatal blow by Chen Zhixiang, it must be the result of someone working together.
The sky is overcast, the sky doesn't open my eyes, I don't rely on the sky on my own!
There are four people on his side tonight, and there are only three people on the other side, which may be the most advantageous opportunity since the fall out with Bailongzhai.
Chen Su made up his mind, and suddenly approached the three of Bailongzhai with a short body, and his target was Chen Jianfeng.
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