I dragged Mr. He Liu downstairs, and the two of them smoked half a pack of cigarettes before saying to him, "When I saw this jar for the first time, I felt that it looked like a corpse bone altar, but I had never seen such a big one, and the pattern on the jar, which I saw in Beijing a few years ago, represents a long-standing feng shui secret, so I advise you not to keep this jar, next to this, nothing good." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info", I told him the two dreams I had that day, but I didn't say anything about Fang Mojin, first, He Liu didn't know, second, the story was too long, and I couldn't tell it clearly, and third, I wasn't sure that Fang Mojin was related to the Xuanmen matter. In the process of my narration, He Liu always said nothing, calmly surprised me, and after I finished speaking, he stared blankly at the lights that were still on in the office. He lit another cigarette and began to tell me about the origin of the jar.

He Liu always told me that the jar was not dug up by his project construction team, but received from someone else in Taiyuan, and the reason why he said that was because he was afraid of sending it to me directly, and I didn't want to accept it. Whether this jar is a corpse bone altar, He Liu always doesn't know, but the man told him that this thing is out of Jinnan, a place called a doll's grave in the past, and now it is gone, a few years ago, the new government building was built, and the piece was completely flat, and this jar should have been dug five or six years ago.

"Doll grave, Lao He, what is a doll grave?" I was curious.

"I also listened to the old people in Jinnan said, in the past, especially in the years of war and catastrophe, many children died, but in the customs of Jinnan, it is considered that the early death of children is ominous, and they cannot be buried in the family tomb, so they are all put in one place for unified burial, and over time, this place is called the doll grave. "He Liu always said calmly, but I always felt that something was wrong, for example, how did this jar appear in the doll's grave, and how could there be a mark on the jar with the mark of Haiyan Well?

He Liu didn't care about my doubts, and continued to talk about it, because the doll's grave was simple, there was no patronage of tomb robbers, and the land was not good. But a few years ago, when the foundation of the new government building was being dug, a large Tang tomb was found under the doll's grave. When they first found out, several migrant workers in the construction team became greedy and wanted to go down to the grave to steal some things to sell, but as a result, six of them went down that night, and none of them came back. Something happened and the construction unit had to call the police, the Public Security Bureau and the Cultural Relics Bureau blocked the site, and the project was suspended for half a year. Later, according to the external announcement of the cultural relics department, it was said that the Tang tomb had been stolen many times before, almost emptied, and not many valuable cultural relics were found, and the bodies of the four migrant workers who went to the tomb without permission were found in the tomb, all because of the lack of oxygen in the tomb, suffocation, and warned everyone not to go to the tomb without permission, and to notify the relevant departments in time.

He Liu's project in Jinnan is very close to the new government building, and there is a story of the Tang tomb hanging, and he has a lot of dealings with relevant departments on weekdays, and he is diligent, and he drinks high on the wine table, and he will also talk about some strange things. One is that the scale of the Tang tomb is very large, and there are fake tomb roads extending in all directions below, and there is a three-entry ancestral hall on the tomb, and several migrant workers who went down did not enter the tomb at all, but died in the ancestral hall. The second is that there were indeed six migrant workers who went that day, but in the end only four bodies were found, and the other two were nowhere to be found, and disappeared out of thin air. Third, although the tomb was stolen, the Cultural Relics Bureau still cleaned up a lot of things from the Tang Tomb, but the clean-up work was stopped suddenly, as if because the archaeological team also had people missing, and the cleaned up cultural relics were secretly transported away by the whole vehicle. Fourth, after the archaeological work was suspended, it was not the Cultural Relics Bureau that was responsible for the backfilling, but the people specially sent by the army. Fifth, the architectural plan of the new government building has been greatly adjusted, and it has been shifted more than 100 meters to the south, so that there is now a large square and hundreds of trees in front of the government office building. He Liuzong was just curious and gossiped about these secrets, but he didn't expect that in March this year, he went to Taiyuan on a business trip and wandered around the antique market in Blacksmith Lane of Kaihua Temple, and collided with the big can.

He Liu always talked about this, and I suddenly had a sense of déjà vu, that is, there was the taste of the small courtyard of the sweet water garden, and a little shadow of Chang Ye's story in the Beijing subway project, and the frightened face of Fang Tujin in the jar in my dream seemed to be the key to all this, but in the intricate and subtle connection between these events, I still have many questions that I can't find answers. But he still couldn't help but blurt out, "Is the person who sold your jar surnamed Fang?" His answer disappointed me slightly, but it didn't dampen my interest in his story.

In Blacksmith Alley, He Liu always entered an inconspicuous small shop unintentionally. The age of opening the store is not very old, thirty-five or six years old, wearing glasses, and looking very gentle. He Liu chatted with him for a while, only to learn that his surname was Zhang, and it had only been more than three months since he opened this shop. This boss is obviously not a person who is in the mix, and the Tao is not necessarily deeper than He Liu, at most he is a shopkeeper, but he has some skills in partnering with him, but looking at what he puts in the store, it is not a way to receive goods and string goods, but it seems to be the master of working in the field. He Liu always knows that although this kind of shop is inconspicuous, there are often some things that are not on the right path, but it is easy to produce some good goods, so he paid attention, every time Taiyuan did something, he went to the store to sit, chat, and from time to time to find a few small things, and it didn't take long for him to get acquainted with Boss Zhang.

About May and June, He Liuzong went to Boss Zhang's store again, Boss Zhang pulled him to the inner room of the store, and took out the big jar from a large cardboard box. In the antique industry, private transactions are the most taboo two things, one is to ask the source of things, and the other is to make a decision and regret it. Mr. He Liu's question really made Boss Zhang in a dilemma. It can be seen that Boss Zhang really wants to ship this time, and he was annoyed, but he still made up his mind and told Mr. He Liu, if he really wanted it, he could only tell where he came from, but he would never say how it came from.

Boss Zhang's thorough understanding really frightened Mr. He Liu, it turned out that this thing was in the Tang tomb under the new government building in Jinnan. According to Boss Zhang, there is a mass grave on this Tang tomb, which is full of bones of children who died young, which is called a doll grave. It is said that this custom in Jinnan itself is to hide the Tang tomb. Boss Zhang's partner has already stared at this tomb, and after a lot of effort, he went in to take a look, only to find that it was extremely dangerous, there was a yin house on the tomb, there were countless organs, and there were all dynasties and generations who came down to touch gold before, not one thousand and eight hundred, all of them were difficult to return, and the bones were gone, and his partner was also nine deaths and one life, and the four who went down, only one of him came out, and even the tomb didn't look like anything. It was also a coincidence that I found this jar and more than a dozen other things from the Yin House. In the past few years, things have come out one after another, only this big jar is still in hand, there is no duplicate on the market for this jar, it is difficult to do authenticity, on the other hand, its own firing, there is no superiority, it is not a boutique, there are many people who have seen it, but there are not many people who ask the price. If He Liu is always interested, he can do it with less money.

He Liu always heard him say this, and immediately matched the situation he knew in Jinnan, and he already believed it a little in his heart, and after checking the price, Boss Zhang didn't want much, so he bought it back for 50,000 yuan. Yesterday I saw that I liked it, and I looked at the jar for half an hour, and then I had the heart to give it to me, who had ever wanted to lead to so many things, and finally the jar broke into pieces.

That night, He Liu and I were always downstairs in his company, chatting until dawn, he sent me back to the hotel, I was no longer good at reminding him of the evil of this jar, anyway, it was broken. I'm worried about whether I'll still have those can-related dreams, and I really don't know if I'll be able to bear them if I can continue dreaming about them. Fortunately, I fell asleep, and there was no nightmare, as if those bad luck were smashed like a big pot.

The next day in the hotel, I woke up at noon, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, my mind became very clear, everything that happened in the past two days, even with the small courtyard of Sweet Water Garden, the story of Jinnan between Shijie and Li Chan, Fang Mojin and my meal in Guozijian, and a few days of deep conversations in the courtyard of Changye Hufang Bridge, like a movie, scene by scene, I finally realized what connects these seemingly unrelated stories, and what makes me seem to listen to other people's bizarre stories, but in fact I am deeply trapped in them, unable to extricate myself。 But I'm afraid that only I can solve these problems by myself. I rolled over and got up, picked up the phone, and dialed He Liuzong's number. On the other end of the phone, apparently he just got up, I asked him to leave me a few pieces of broken porcelain, and I won't open the meeting in the next two days, anyway, everyone's marketing ideas are basically unified, I'm not the same, I'll go to Beijing, do something urgent. Mr. He Liu sighed on the other end of the phone, told me to be careful on the road, hesitated for a moment, and asked me if the broken jar had anything to do with the implementation of the marketing plan? This, I can only smile and tell him that what I said that night, it was just a thought that suddenly popped up at that time, and it didn't make any sense, if He Liu was not at ease, he invited a senior monk to open the light for Jin Toad, there should be no problem.

I was about to say goodbye, when a thought suddenly flashed in my mind, and I asked Mr. He Liu, what is the name of the owner of the antique shop? Mr. He was stunned for a moment, as if he was going to rummage through the things in the bag, and then told me that the name written on the business card was Zhang Lanshu, but everyone in the store called him Shijie. Hearing these two words, my heart swelled, and the phone fell to the ground.