I was amazed by what he said, so I asked, "How do you know that this lighter is a token?" ”

Jin Sanpang shook his fleshy face proudly, and said: "Thanks to my wide range of people, friends of friends, friends of friends, sold a piece of local goods, the seller is the descendants of the Qingqiu Shouling people, in order to sell it at a high price, he blew that thing into the clouds, and even revealed the old bottom of his ancestors." Later, it reached my ears, and when I asked this person, I found out that he was just a small character who knew about it, and there was a mausoleum guard among the mausoleum guards, and there was only one mausoleum keeper in his generation, and only the mausoleum keeper knew the specific location of the mausoleum, and there was no token, and he would not be revealed if he was killed. ”

I immediately asked curiously, "Did he say who is the mausoleum keeper of this generation?" We can go straight to someone! ”

Jin Sanpang shook his head and said, "He only knew what it looked like after he pulled out the sketch of the token from his grandfather's old things, and he didn't know anything else, let's talk about it later." ”

At this time, Sanjiu took out a piece of paper and put it on the table, and said, "This is the deciphered structural diagram of the mausoleum inside the Qingyu Fox, you can memorize it." ”

Such an important thing has only been taken out now, and it is estimated that he has just deciphered it, and Jin San Fat Man and I are busy putting our minds on the drawings, which is a matter of life, and the two of us naturally remember it carefully and carefully.

After we memorized it, Sanjiu destroyed the map, and I found that I had been using my brain too much recently, but my memory had not decreased but increased, and I not only read all the information they had collected over the years in more than a week before departure, but also memorized all the seven, seven, eight, eight, eight. However, they take risks together, and they are not afraid of more skills, but they are afraid that they will not have enough skills, and I can't wait for them to give birth to a few more skills now.

Staying in the hotel that Jin Sanpang booked online in advance, I stayed in the room to rest, and they went to meet the people who provided us with equipment and tools, many things were inconvenient to carry, we went out lightly, and the required items were purchased locally, these things Sanjiu had been contacted in advance, as long as the things were taken back.

When the two of them came back in the evening, we had dinner downstairs and gathered in Sanjiu's room to discuss the next move, and the last clue they got was a place called Lingcun in Surabaya County, and the mountains around the village were shaped like nine-tailed foxes.

It is said that some experts have found the ruins of Qingqiu Country in the nearby area, but the scope of the whole area is not small, there are many mountains in Jiuwei Ridge alone, and it is really difficult to do things without finding the tomb keeper.

Early the next morning, we drove to Jiuweiling with only a simple travel bag on our backs, disguised as tourists, and the villagers of the nearby villages listened to our inquiries about Ling Village, and their expressions became obviously unnatural.

But we still showed us the way, and drove down the mountain road to the half-man-high weeds of the dirt road for four-wheeled travel, and after about forty minutes we had to stop in the grass and move forward on our legs.

Passing through the narrow ancient road between the two mountains, a village with smoke curling appears in front of us, the village is surrounded by mountains, and is embraced by the surrounding mountains.

Judging from the number of houses, there must be at least 100 or so households here, and it is not so easy to find out the mausoleum guard, we can't shake around in front of people with lighters!

Walking into the entrance of the village, some villagers were working in front of their homes, and when they saw us three outsiders, they seemed to be no stranger, and an aunt with a child pointed out to us the village chief's house, so that we could talk to the village chief about something.

The first in the east of the village is the village chief's house, the village chief is an old man with white hair, I heard that we are travel enthusiasts, enthusiastically let us into the house, this village occasionally has travelers, art students, poets and novelists and the like to feel the original ecological life of no signal, no network, no electricity.

Of course, this kind of remote place can come to one or two outsiders a year, even if it is too much, there is no guest house in the village, and everyone who comes will live in the village chief's house, and they will give some accommodation fees before leaving, and they will not mind giving more to the young and old village chiefs, anyway, their village does not expect to engage in tourism development, and the right is that distant relatives come to the family.

Staying at the hospitable village chief's house, Sanjiu and Jin Sanpang went out to survey the terrain on the pretext of seeing the scenery, and I was responsible for staying to talk to the old village chief, falsely claiming to be a folklore lover, and inquiring about the legend of Jiutailing.

The old village chief drank a little wine, and told the story of the ghosts and monsters in the mountains he heard from the old generation, and was talking about it, when suddenly a figure appeared at the door, and I saw the person who walked into the house, and I was so surprised that I shouted: "Wu Feng?!" ”

The old village chief laughed beside him: "This is my son, Bai Rui." ”

I realized my gaffe, quickly put away my surprised expression, and said, "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person." ”

The young man named Bai Rui shook his head and walked into the inner room, he looked at me completely as a stranger, but his appearance was clearly Wu Feng, and even the birthmark on the corner of his eye was exactly the same.

When the old village chief saw his son walk into the house, he sighed and said: "My little Rui's life is not good, he can't speak when he was born, and he can't be cured well, and he can't even find a partner at twenty-five, so I'm sad!" ”

25？ My heart trembled, I was the same age as Wu Feng, and I looked exactly the same, could it be a coincidence?

Because I saw the same face as Wu Feng, I lost interest in listening to the story for the rest of the time, and I just hoped that Sanjiu and them would come back soon, so that they could tell him about it until the sun went down, and the two of them turned back slowly, just in time for dinner.

The young man named Bai Rui did not come out again since he entered the back room, and the village chief's daughter-in-law brought the meal into his house, and the old village chief noticed my glance at the back room and said to me: "Xiao Rui has been introverted since he was a child, and he hides in the house and refuses to come out whenever someone comes, don't be surprised." ”

I hurriedly replied, "No, no, we bothered us." ”

The old village chief sighed lightly, then put away his sad face, and beckoned us to eat, Jin Sanfat is a self-cooked, and the kung fu of a meal is familiar with the old village chief, and the uncle is long and the uncle is short, and the old village chief is constantly smiling.

After eating, I went back to the guest room and told Sanjiu and Jin Sanpang about Bai Rui, the young master of the Wu family, Jin Sanpang, who also knew him, and compared to them, I knew the least about Wu Feng, so I wanted to hear what they thought.

"Maybe there are two people in the world who look the same, and the world is so big!" Jin Sanpang said disappreciatively.

"Wu Feng has no brothers." Thirty-nine ways.

"Well, it could be a coincidence." Seeing that they were affirmative, I stopped dwelling on it and asked another thing: "Did you gain anything today?" ”

"There's a mountain that looks like a fox's head, and I think it's worth a visit." Jin Sanpang said in a low-pressure voice.

"We'll go tomorrow, and you stay to continue to investigate the clues of the mausoleum guard." Sanjiu simply assigned us the content of tomorrow's work, and I was happy to have one more day off, so I happily nodded and agreed.