Team Cao bought me a train ticket, and I didn't care about the numbness of my arm, so I hurriedly went through the discharge procedures and went to Chongqing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The city of Chongqing is also very magical, itself is surrounded by mountains and rivers, the terrain is dangerous, but it is also the gateway to eastern Sichuan and the hub of waterways. Strategic significance is very important, which also causes it many disasters and difficulties, when the dynasty changes in history, it is often destroyed in the war, there is no less than ten slaughtered cities in history, the worst is when Zhang Xianzhong is in chaos, there are only a dozen households left in the city, more than 100 people, and all of them are collected corpses. Coupled with the hot and humid climate in Chongqing, the perennial haze, and the lack of sunlight, there is an idiom of the barking day of the Shu dog. But it is the same as Nanjing, the old city is extremely gloomy, and there are many strange things in the streets, which is quite terrifying. Not far to the east of Chongqing, is the ghost city of Fengdu, and further east, is the forest area of the Lao Ba people, the Ba people destroyed the country by Qin, but the people have entered the old forest, mixed with the Miao people in Xiangxi and Qianbei, and retained a lot of primitive religious customs. I have always speculated that Professor Liang's rebirth material is related to Miao Gu, and it is also based on the extension of history and geographical location, and it seems that this speculation is being confirmed step by step.

At the Chongqing Municipal Public Security Bureau, we met with antiquities dealers who had been brought under control. He was about forty years old, a lean man, looking at his dress and calluses on his hands, he should be a farmer in a remote place. Team Cao didn't say a word, threw the photos of several dead people in front of him, and scared a few words, and the cultural relics dealer suddenly changed color, and he was making a fuss, scratching his head, crying bitterly that he was just selling some cultural relics, and the deaths of those people had nothing to do with him. Then, like pouring beans into the bamboo tube, he explained the reason for the incident.

It turned out that this cultural relics dealer claimed to be a native of Qianjiang in eastern Sichuan, an authentic farmer, who was not satisfied with the hard work of farming, and had been trading this cultural relics with his fellow villagers for two or three years, making a small fortune, and becoming addicted. At first, they just went to more remote mountain villages to collect some things and then sell them, but after all, they had no professional knowledge and were often deceived by them. Later, I planned to fight the grave, but found that the technical difficulty of this product was higher, not only was it difficult to find the grave, but it was also life-threatening to dig a hole. Qianjiang River further east is Xiushan, Xiushan is Miao Autonomous County, very remote, few people to, and there are a lot of Miao villages in the mountains, this cultural relics dealers ponder Miao Village silver ornaments a lot, Miao people's old embroidery pieces are now also collected by many people, it is better to go to Miao Village to try their luck.

The dealer of cultural relics pretended to be a dealer of medicinal materials, all the way into Xiushan, this time he simply picked up the most remote Miao village in the depths of the old forest, the ancient road village, thinking that this time no one will take the lead. After a whole day of walking, the cultural relics dealer arrived at the village, and the Miao people in the village welcomed him to collect herbs, and the cultural relics dealer stayed in the village for a while, during which he heard some interesting legends. The old wizard in this village died of a sudden stroke half a year ago, and the people in the village had a small headache and brain fever, all of which were cured by this old witch, and as soon as the old witch died, everyone was very troublesome to see a doctor, and the cultural relics dealer took the opportunity to propose that he would bring more Western medicine next time he would exchange herbs with Miao Min. As a result, he gained the trust of Miao Min, and also learned about some old witches.

Miao people are still Gu, and the old witch of Miao Village is often the master of Gu, which is a bit like today's management, the simplest means to control subordinates. But the old witch of Gulu Village is different from other villages, he is really a descendant of the priests of the old Miao King, he is very prestigious, and most of the Gu techniques used are not passed on to others. But his Gu technique is not known for poisonous insects, but the tools he uses to raise Gu are said to have been left by the high priest, and the poisonous insects raised by the five old jade Gu cups are extremely poisonous, and no one dares to approach. The old witch raised Gu had his own cave, on the top of the hill behind the village, which was also a forbidden area for the Miao people, and no outsiders had ever gone up for decades. The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, and the cultural relics dealer calculates in his heart, this old jade cup should be a valuable thing, since no one dares to go up to the cave, he doesn't have to worry about being caught, nothing more than to guard against poisonous insects, there will be no other dangers. Having made up their minds, the next day the antiquities dealer collected some antidote herbs, put on all his clothes, tied the cuffs of his trouser legs tightly, and went up the mountain.

To the surprise of the antiquities dealers, the old witch's cave was not difficult to find, except for the knee-high grass on the path, the dilapidated rattan bridge, and the entrance of the cave was covered up with firewood and grass. But the trouble is in the cave, this cave is unusually large, there are forks in the road everywhere, the cultural relics dealer only has a flashlight, can not shine a full picture, bumped into more than an hour, found that it is back to the entrance of the cave. He was not reconciled, so he only continued to advance at the right side of the fork, and every time there was an intersection, he put a paper ball as a marker, and the right side became a dead end, and then he retreated to the previous intersection and went along another fork. Soon he ran out of newspapers and notebooks he had with him, so he tore his clothes into strips of cloth as markers. I didn't know how long I tossed, and finally arrived at a simple stone house.

Listening to the antiquities dealer talk about this, I suddenly had a strange feeling that if he had been a farmer before, he would have too much experience in the field, and this courage is not comparable to ordinary people. I couldn't help but look again, and it seemed that I saw a pair of cunning eyes that pierced the world. The antiquities dealer noticed that I was looking at him and hurriedly lowered his head. But my doubts were only for a moment, because my focus was on those few reborn jade materials, and I didn't think deeply.

There was a stone table in the stone house, and some things were piled up in a mess, but the antiquities dealer saw five jars of the same size, not old jade, but clay pots. The cultural relics dealers rummaged through the stone houses and did not see the old jade Gu cup that the Miao people said, could it be that it had been taken away? The cultural relics dealers did not give up, and they were bold enough to lift the lid of the clay pot, but there were no Gu worms in it, and it was empty. But he suddenly found that there was a layer of round stone flakes at the bottom of the jar, which was covered with some dust, but still revealed a warm luster. The cultural relics dealer took it out and saw that it was really an old jade material from Hetian, and it was two fingers thick and the size of a palm. When I opened the other jars, I found a total of five pieces, and all five of them looked like they had been soaked in paint, and the colors were different. Only then did the cultural relics dealers understand that the so-called old jade Gu cup is not a jade carving jar, but a jade stone to pave the bottom to raise poisonous insects and turn into Gu. But it was a good harvest, and the cultural relics dealers hurried down the mountain and rushed all the way back to Chongqing. But when you go to the cultural relics market, you can't ask if you don't have any carving of this jade material, and you can't break the dynasty, and you can't sell it for a price. The antiquities dealer gritted his teeth and went to Beijing, where he accidentally ran into Professor Liang, who was looking for old Qin material everywhere. And then there's everything we know to happen.

After listening to the story of the cultural relics dealer, I let out a long breath and said to the Cao team on the side: "By the way, you see that this old jade piece should have been reborn, and it was obtained by the priest of King Miao after it was excavated from the tomb, and it was specially used to raise Gu. Professor Liang got the jade piece from the hands of the cultural relics dealer, his creative habit is to feel the spirituality of Qinyu, to decide what to carve, and naturally confused by the jade Gu, with a lifetime of cultivation to complete this group of five poisonous jade carvings, but let the jade Gu also complete the transformation from the deified form, but Gu is a Gu after all, and rebirth is rebirth after all, it needs to be supported by people, so it has to suck people's essence and blood, which has the next five lives. It's just that even with this conclusion, how do you write a closing report, Team Cao?"

Team Cao didn't seem to be able to get out of the story just now, and didn't answer. The antiquities dealer pleaded bitterly with the Cao team, and the Cao team relented, got up and said to the comrades of the Chongqing Public Security Bureau, "This person can be ruled out of suspicion, you will be treated as reselling cultural relics, thank you very much for your help," and dragged me out of the interrogation room. Out of the gate, Chongqing is unexpectedly rare sunshine, although it is a little hot, but it still makes people feel more comfortable. "The closing report is according to the original, accidental death, but the important thing is that the five poisonous jade carvings must be sealed, and it cannot be allowed to come out to harm people again, you don't have an opinion on this handling opinion, right? In the past, I always felt that man would win the day, and today I understand what it means that the will of heaven is difficult to disobey, let's go, go home" Team Cao patted me on the shoulder, and showed his trademark smile again. "Team Cao, don't you think that cultural relics dealer is unusual? His accent is not like Qianjiang's, he calculates step by step, it sounds like a blind cat touching a dead mouse, but it is actually extremely accurate, I don't believe him when he says he is a farmer, he is definitely a master of inverted fighting, and I can feel what he is hiding. "I still haven't shaken off the sly glance of the antiquities dealer, and my curiosity is on the rise.

"Chang, you are a master storyteller, and I am a staunch materialist, and they often let you fool around the ditch, but I just love to listen, what should I do? However, if you want to arrest a suspect because he made up a story, then you are also committing a crime, because you have no evidence. Before we came, the comrades in Chongqing had already investigated, and there was no time to commit the crime, and now it seems that he has no motive to commit the crime. ”

"What's the name of the antiquities dealer?"

"It seems to be called Fang, I forgot, let's go"

Sometimes, it's hard to tell if it's good or bad. This is true for Professor Leung, and it is true for me. This is the case of five poisons that occurred in the early 90s in the south of Beijing, and now I am afraid that no one will remember the creator of the crime tool in that case, and the incredible carving realm he reached.

Editor's note: "The Engraver" is the first story of Chang Ye's volume, and it is not arranged according to time, which may have some impact on everyone's reading, but after all, this volume is what I temporarily decided to stuff in, from the overall structure, please allow me to break the time frame, thank you.