"It's not a coincidence, it's deliberate. ”

Wang Feng groaned, turned his head and asked, "Lao Du, what is the origin of the big drum, do you know?"

"Huh?"

Du Nanxing's face changed slightly, and he was silent for a moment before he spoke: "I really know the origin of that drum......

It's greasy.

Wang Feng and Zhang Chu glanced at each other and knew that this matter might not be simple.

Because of Du Nanxing's expression, it was very strange. If it weren't for him, he couldn't have reacted like this.

But the two were very smart and didn't ask questions, just waited silently.

Du Nanxing also fell into the chase of 100 million: "When I was a child, the village had to beat drums to cheer up every New Year's Festival. Everyone gathered in the temple to worship their ancestors and pray for peace and prosperity......"

"Children are very curious, and when they see adults beating drums, they are also pestering to learn. ”

Du Nanxing said slowly: "At that time, the best drumming was the old village chief. He loves to talk about the ancients, so when he taught us to play the drum, he also talked about the origin of the drum. ”

"That big drum is more than 60 years old, and it was not made by our villagers. ”

Dunan Xing said slowly: "In fact, it is a trophy. ”

"Spoils?"

For a moment, Wang Feng and Zhang Chu were stunned at the same time.

"Yes, loot. ”

Speaking of which, Du Nanxing's tone was also a little relaxed: "Didn't I tell you before, the Jiugou Village occupied by bandits......

"Ahh ”

Wang Feng's heart moved, and he was surprised: "You mean, the drum itself is a bandit's thing?"

"Yes. ”

Du Nanxing nodded and said: "The old village chief told us that the drum was originally a means of communication for bandits, and that the state sent troops to suppress bandits, and many people in our village volunteered to help. When the bandits were exterminated and the army received the spoils, they also distributed some supplies from our village, including the big drum. ”

It is also for this reason that for decades, the drum has been kept in the temple and is highly valued. ”

Du Nanxing sighed: "Maybe it's too precious, so everyone hasn't found out, and under the drum, there is still this mystery hidden......"

"In other words, the painting was painted by the bandits?"

Zhang Chu was short of breath, and he didn't know what he thought, his eyes were shining.

"There's this possibility. Du Nanxing nodded and said: "Otherwise, in the village, there were people who repaired drums and changed the skin of drums, but I haven't heard of this......

"I've really changed the drum surface, this cowhide can't be so old. ”

Zhang Chuxing rushed and said: "So this painting must be from the hands of bandits." ”

"I'll look at ......"

Zhang Chu unfolded the cowhide, looked at the drawing carefully, and then became even more excited: "Have you found it, the landscape lines in the painting are very similar to the situation in Jiugou Village." ”

"So what?"

Wang Feng blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "Maybe this picture is the legendary bandit force deployment map." ”

"Don't say it, you probably guessed it. ”

Zhang Chu gestured seriously: "Look at these places, there seem to be circles hooked up. One place after another, it may be an ambush point, guarded by a heavy army......"

"Oh. ”

Wang Feng tilted his head and said, "So this thing, a few decades ago, may have been very important. But now...... Nothing is good for nothing. ”

"Not necessarily. ”

Zhang Chu smiled and said mysteriously: "I feel that this painting, in addition to the deployment of troops, may also have ...... Something else, something more important......"

"What else?"

Wang Feng's eyes were also flashing: "The treasure of the bandits? impossible, right...... After all, the bandits have been exterminated, someone must have surrendered, interrogation...... What can't you ask? ”

"That's right, Lao Du. ”

Wang Feng's eyes burned and he looked at Du Nanxing.

However, looking at his appearance, it seems that he doesn't want Du Nanxing to admit it, and it is best for the other party to deny it.

"This ......"

Du Nanxing smiled bitterly: "It's really hard to say...... Back then, I just listened to the old people in the village and talked about it in a few paragraphs. I don't know what the situation is. ”

“…… Examine. ”

Zhang Chu immediately said: "I'll go to investigate, check the local history, check the military history, there must be information in this area in the county." ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly confessed two sentences and hurried away.

Go down the mountain, drive, and go to the county seat.

"This guy is really ......"

Wang Feng was helpless, and scolded with a smile: "I want to get rich, I want to go crazy." ”

"Check it slowly. ”

After Du Nanxing was stunned, he smiled and said, "I won't accompany you...... If there is any good news, let me know again. For the next month, I'm afraid I won't be able to get distracted. ”

He turned his head to look at the meteorite in the coals.

At this moment, the meteorite has begun to melt the surface, the hard substance, and turn into reddish molten iron.

This is the process of removing impurities.

Wang Feng didn't understand, and there was no room for interference, just watched quietly.

It's a test of patience......

Wang Feng watched for a long time, but he couldn't sit still, and under the persuasion of Du Nanxing, he left the workshop. He returned to Dunant's house and began to study cowhide painting.

He found pen and paper and copied the cowhide drawings on paper.

As a small white-collar worker working in an advertising agency, he also has some art skills. He has dabbled in calligraphy, artistic calligraphy, and wall paintings.

Just a picture, a simple line drawing, he is naturally handy.

Half an hour later, a clear picture slowly unfolded in front of his eyes.

In the painting, the hills, streams, and ravines are clear at a glance.

Wang Feng groaned, continued to lift the brush, and rendered it on the painting.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye it was night.

"Wang Feng, Wang Feng. ”

Zhang Chu hurriedly returned, and broke into the hall in a hurry, with an excited and excited face.

The light is like day, and Wang Feng is still immersed in the painting.

“…… What are you doing?"

Zhang Chu was stunned, walked quickly to take a look, and was immediately stunned: "Ah, this painting ......"

He froze, a little incredulous.

At this time, two or three meters of paper were laid on the long tabletop.

Wang Feng sat on the desk, using a pen on the paper, carefully sketching, leaving thick or light ink marks. The ink faded and turned into mountains, cliffs, and plants.

The mountain-shaped terrain within a radius of 100 miles, the mountains are stacked, and the weather is thousands, which is vivid.

The most important thing is that the terrain of this mountain is very three-dimensional and realistic.

At first glance, Zhang Chu immediately distinguished, and what was depicted in the painting was clearly the scenery they had walked by, passed by, and seen in the past few days.

Familiar, too familiar.

Zhang Chu was amazed, he never thought that Wang Feng would have such a unique skill.

“…… Coming back?"

His thoughts were disturbed, Wang Feng also slowly came back to his senses, he glanced at Zhang Chu, threw down the pen, sat down directly on the sofa, and asked casually, "Have you gained anything?"

“…… The harvest is big. ”

When Zhang Chu heard this, his face was bright, and his eyebrows fluttered: "Wang Feng, we may have discovered the treasure trove of bandits." ”