Chapter 60: The Sound of the Arashi Tree (Part II)
I went back to the hotel room, I drank a little dizzy, watched TV for a while, and saw a few experts in Jinnan to the three-legged golden toad to comment on the TV news, I wanted to laugh, but there was no joy in my heart of successful project planning, I looked at it, and fell asleep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info I don't know how long it took for a knock on the door to wake me up, who could it be? I rolled over and looked at my watch, it was past ten o'clock in the evening. Opening the door, Shijie came in with a few plastic bags and said, "I won't drink at night, I got some porridge and vegetables, and sobered up." Shijie also brought Tieguanyin, hurriedly ate something, brewed tea, and continued the previous topic. Shijie thanked me first, saying that the piece of jade had killed the three people for more than 50,000 yuan, and his cousin told him what happened at that time, and it was all up to me to cooperate. I smiled but praised his cousin a few words, and Shijie interrupted me with a wave of his hand, "He's all clever, and he can't get on the stage." Let's tell you what you care about, some of them are also very aggrieved, and I can't find anyone to say these things in my heart, including my daughter-in-law, I have always felt that I have paranoia, and I want to think about it, and I can only talk to you "At that time, we completely forgot the time, just chatted for a while, drank tea, and then chatted." The tea is as light as water, the sky is slightly bright, and I don't feel tired.
The Shanxi number that woke him up, Jie Shi called, it was Fang Mojin, Fang Mojin told him that Jinnan's affairs were a bit of a twist, and he had to arrange it. After a few days, I came to Beijing to meet, and this time I brought a few things for Shijie to help out. Shijie was apprehensive, hesitated for a moment, and still told Fang Mojin his new address. Fang touched Jin Leng, and seemed to be a little strange about Shijie's move, but he didn't say anything and hung up the phone. Three days later, Fang Mojin appeared in front of Shijie with a snakeskin bag. A copper incense burner, two pairs of copper candlesticks, three or four terracotta figurines, Fang touched the gold and took out the things in the bag one by one, piled them on the small table, and said to Shijie, only get these back, you three and I seven, but to make a quick move, I am anxious to use the money, just to ask the master for advice, check the information, just wait in Beijing for a while, the goods are out I took the money and left, how about it? Shijie nodded and agreed, and asked Fang Mo Jin Jinnan What happened?
Fang Mojin sighed, said that he didn't expect the Tang Tomb under the tomb of Jinnan Doll to be the same as the underground palace at the bottom of Jingzi Lane, Fang Mojin organized eight people to go to the ground, Liu San's legs and feet were not good, looking at the wind on it, he brought six, from the place where he had previously surveyed, he made an inclined well and went directly to the tomb, and after walking along the tomb road, several people came to a wide underground palace, and vaguely saw a small courtyard in front. Everyone was still rejoicing that they had found the tomb so quickly, but Fang Mojin found trouble.
The underground river, a dark underground river in front, although not too wide, but the dark river does not know how deep, everyone did not dare to go down, so they went forward again, about ten minutes later, everyone found a stone bridge, which can lead to the opposite side. But at this time, Fang Mojin suddenly heard the sound of bells, drums, silk and bamboo in the courtyard in the distance, the tune was so familiar, Fang Mojin was not good, took out a cotton ball from his pocket, dragged Feng Si beside him, and blocked his ears, Fang touched Jin to block himself, and shouted a few people in front, but those people couldn't hear Fang Mojin's shout at all, and walked along the stone bridge in a daze, Fang Mojin wanted to chase it was too late, so he watched them walk to the bridge, and fell into the water one by one, the deep black river waves never splashed, and everything was calm again。 At that moment, the small courtyard opposite was suddenly brightly lit, illuminating Fang Mojin and not daring to look directly.
Feng Si was so frightened that he stayed in place, unable to say a word, but Fang Mojin didn't want to go back empty-handed, gritted his teeth, asked Feng Si to wait at the bridge, and walked on the bridge to the small courtyard on the opposite bank. Touching Jin above the bridge felt the breathtaking hollowness under Jingzi Lane in Beijing, as well as the passage of time, the closer to the courtyard, the faster the time passed, and the more difficult it was for him to take a step, this was a process that Fang Touching Jin could not recall, before the strength was about to be exhausted, he finally arrived in front of the open courtyard gate of the courtyard.
After entering the courtyard gate, the sound of bells, drums and bamboos disappeared, and everything seemed to return to normal. The main house of the courtyard is placed in the incense case, and the enshrinement is only a round bluestone relief, on which are swirling patterns of different sizes, Fang touches the gold can not see a reason, so he is bold, put the incense burner, candlestick and a few pottery figurines on the incense case into his pocket, and then go to the backyard from the corridor on the side of the main house. The backyard is a very large space, but in the middle is a huge well. The cloister stretches around the platform, but there is no light in the distance, and the cloister disappears into endless darkness, and I don't know how far it will go. It is said that the well platform is huge, because the diameter of the well platform is about three zhang, and the height is nearly one zhang, and there is a stone ladder on the side of the well platform, which can be spiraled up. Fang Mojin's curiosity burst out of superhuman courage at that moment, and he carried the bag and walked up the stone stairs. Standing on the edge of the well, it is really a well, just the scene in the well, Fang touches the gold is unforgettable.
At this point, Shijie paused, as if waiting for my thoughts to catch up with his pace, and as if to reminisce about his previous description. "What's in the well?" I couldn't stand his pause at this critical moment. Shijie spread his hands to me, "I don't know what it is, Fang Mojin doesn't say whether he is alive or dead" "That's it, how do you know that Fang Mojin is not making up a story?" "I had the same idea as you, but what happened later made me think that what Fang Mojin said was true, and that what he saw at the time might be good for all of us. ”
When Fang Mojin returned to the bridge, Feng Si told him that Fang Mojin had been in for six hours, and if it wasn't for Feng Si's tendons, he would have returned the same way a long time ago. But Fang Mojin told Feng Si that he probably knew what was going on with this Tang tomb, this place was the same as the bottom of Jingzi Lane, it was not a tomb at all, go back to Beijing, prepare well, maybe there was a great fortune waiting for it.
Fang Mojin came to Beijing to find Shijie in this way, and only saw him once, and then he disappeared from the world, and he didn't know what he was busy with. Shijie Ben will be suspicious of the story told by Fang Mojin, but the thing is sold, after all, there is an income, so he goes around. It was time for Shijie to be transferred, and in less than a week, the incense burner found the next home, and the price was not low. The bookseller who was called "Banfan Zhang" by Jintai Roadside took a fancy to the incense burner, and the price was not cut much, so he happily invited it.
Hearing Shijie talk about Banfanzhang, my heart was excited, and I blurted out, "Didn't that Banfanzhang die in the store in March and April of 96, this matter is very evil, and then no one dared to take it in the store for more than a year?" "That's right, I can't remember exactly when it was, but I know that it was the third day after I sold him the incense burner, and he lit the incense burner" Shijie rubbed his eyes and could see that he was still worried about this today. "Pian Er's police officer Liu told me that half of the fan Zhang was poisoned by gas" I saw Shijie's uneasy appearance and wanted to enlighten him. "When Beijing was warm early that year, I remember that when I sent the incense burner to Banfan, I put on a coat, who still has a stove? When Fang touched the gold to give me the incense burner, he told me not to light incense on the stove, I was busy counting the money, so I forgot" This time it was my turn to say nothing, but I wondered in my heart, what kind of incense burner is this, can burn gas?
"Anyway, I was very scared in my heart, I was so scared that my brain was dizzy, so I did something sorry for you again"
"I know, you called me back from Gansu just to let Fang touch Jin to see me"
"Yes, brother, I was really afraid of being entangled by Fang Mojin at that time, things are very evil, I think, you are from a professional class, you know more about these than me, you can replace me, at least I can avoid this bad luck, but who would have thought, it's fate." Shijie patted me on the shoulder and poured me another glass of the almost tasteless Tieguanyin.
"It's not all over, don't you mention it, in all fairness, you have this matter on my head, and I can't do it if I can't do it. Let's go on, what happened to this shop and the jar, why did you go with Fang Mojin again?"
Shijie nodded at me gratefully, changed his position on the chair, handed me a cigarette, and said in a low tone, "I'll tell you what I'm telling you next, Ajie, if you want to believe it, stay away from it, don't explore it anymore, curiosity kills people, it's best if you don't believe it, just when I say what I say in my dreams, you can be happy, and it's over." Seeing that I nodded, he continued slowly, but this time, I suddenly felt that Shijie was very strange, as if he had become a person I didn't know at all in the next ten years.