Chapter 93: Departure
Mo Feifei followed the fat man and returned to the small courtyard of the farmhouse.
Originally, the so-called "Mr. Iron Fan" was closing his eyes to recuperate, but as soon as the two of them came in, he suddenly opened his eyes and said an inexplicable sentence: "The young man should not be too scheming, he will be unlucky." ”
The fat man chuckled in his heart, thinking he was talking about himself. hurriedly interrupted: "Where is the old man of the iron fan talking about this, my fat man's mind is the purest." That day, I saw a man and a woman bathing bare-bottomed in the river, and I didn't even peek at them, I just took a picture and went home. ”
"Come on, you, you want to go home and by yourself." The bear laughed at the fat man.
The fat man retorted seriously: "Who tmD looks at that, Lao Tzu has resources in the computer." ”
Mo Feifei didn't listen to the fat man and the bear fart, but his eyes flashed, looking at Mr. Iron Fan. It stands to reason that he couldn't have heard the conversation between himself and the fat man, after all, he was so far away. However, it was clear that this man had something to say just now.
Seeing that Mr. Tie Fan closed his eyes again, Mo Feifei secretly breathed a sigh of relief and found a place to sit down.
The crowd giggled and had a meal in the courtyard. The meals were not bad, very local and not too expensive.
After eating, the thin man gave the family 200 yuan, said that there was something important to discuss, and broke them up.
Then, Mr. Tiefan gathered everyone to the table and said in a low voice: "This time, the place we are going to is the Turtle Peak of Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi. Before we set out, we have three chapters of the law.
First, when you leave this door, everything must be arranged by me. Even if you pee, you have to say hello to me.
Second, when you get to the place, don't touch what's inside. Especially the things inside, don't forget your last name as soon as you see something valuable.
Third, never ask why. ”
Mr. Iron Fan shook his fan and looked around at everyone: "Do you all understand?" ”
After listening to this, the fat man stretched out a hand: "Report to the boss, I have a question to ask." ”
On such a serious occasion, the fat man still has the heart to joke.
Mr. Iron Fan's eyes shrank, and a word popped out from between his teeth: "Ask!" ”
The fat man took a puff of cigarette, spat out a smoke ring, and asked, "Whose tomb are we going to rob, won't we run in vain?" ”
This issue is also the most concerned by everyone. Don't be busy for a long time, but you can't find a fart, then it's a big loss.
Mr. Iron Fan closed his eyes, and the old god said, "Don't worry, I've been to that place once, and there are a lot of things." This time it's enough for you little bunnies to live comfortably for five or six years. As for the dynasty of the tomb, it was almost from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. ”
After hearing this, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. You must know that the Kangqian era was the most prosperous time of the Qing Dynasty, and the craftsmanship at that time was also the most exquisite and exquisite. In addition, thick burials have become a common practice, if it is a large tomb in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, it is terrible.
These boys, fledgling, know what danger is, where do they know what is unpredictable. As soon as I heard that there was money to be made, I didn't care about anything.
Mo Feifei had deep doubts about the words of this Mr. Iron Fan.
If he really went once, as he said, why did he take these four living treasures with him. Could it be that he encountered something that shouldn't be touched, and he couldn't deal with it alone?
If he wasn't telling the truth, then what was he hiding and what was his intention.
Mo Feifei is very accurate in seeing people, but I don't know why, but I can't see through this mysterious Mr. Iron Fan. His true body seemed to be hidden in the mist. When the fog is lifted, there may be a demon's face inside.
He narrowed his eyes, and his heart was careful.
"Do you understand?" Mr. Iron Fan raised his face and asked Mo Fei Fei deliberately. Mo Feifei sighed and nodded: "I have heard the three chapters of the law clearly." ”
Mr. Iron Fan nodded and put the fan away: "Everyone bring their own outfits, then turn off their mobile phones and get ready to go." ”
Everyone quickly got busy, and the fat man threw a mountaineering bag of more than twenty catties to Mo Feifei: "Brother Fan, this is your line." There are compasses, Luoyang shovels, kettles, compressed biscuits, oxygen masks, and some miscellaneous things such as quilt tents. ”
In addition to the Luoyang shovel, these things are commonly used by Mo Fei. He took the backpack and checked it briefly, and it was really a small sparrow.
Everyone turned off their mobile phones according to Mr. Iron Fan's instructions. There is a waterproof bag in the backpack, and the mobile phone is placed in the waterproof bag.
After the group was ready, they got into a fifty percent new Wuling Light van and officially set off.
From here to Jiangxi Longhu Mountain, there are about 1,000 miles. This broken car needs to be driven for a day and a night to arrive. During the journey, Mo Fei learned more or less about these people.
In addition to the fat man, the other three people, thin people, bears, and pockmarks, have more or less gone to the ground and poured goods. Although they are not outlaws, they are all relatively powerful characters.
The fat man met a few of them when he visited the antique city.
The fat man has a mouth that likes to brag very much, and often brags about himself and pretends to be a professional. At first, the three of them thought that he really had some way to come, so they went up to get acquainted.
Later, I realized that this guy was just a first-year archaeology student, and he wasn't even a half-pull expert. Fortunately, they were already familiar with each other by this time, and the fat guy was also quite righteous, otherwise his fat face would have to be beaten into a pig's face.
Skinny, bear, pockmark, three people drove in turns. Others rest when they are tired, drink water when they are thirsty, and eat compressed biscuits when they are hungry. Anyway, except for peeing, I basically never got out of the car.
At nine o'clock in the morning of the third day, the group finally arrived at Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi.
Longhu Mountain is a famous scenic spot in the country, known as the ancestral garden of Taoism. It is said that Zhang Tianshi, the founder of Taoism, cultivated the Tao in this place.
This place, since ancient times, has excellent feng shui. In all dynasties, many wealthy people liked to build tombs here. Of course, with the erosion of the years and wind and rain, these tombs are basically no longer in their original appearance.
In the past sixty or seventy years of reform and opening up, it has become a key tourist scenic spot in the country, and ordinary people can not bury their deceased people here. Therefore, outsiders don't know how many treasures and secrets are hidden under this beautiful Longhu Mountain.
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