After more than an hour of bumps, everyone finally arrived in Zhushan County, where there are not many people, most of the people walking on the street are some old people and children, and occasionally there are young people with hurried faces walking by, also vigilant, as if they are guarding against something.

"Hmph, cute boy, do you know what the people who passed by just now do for a living?"

Zhao San asked softly, taking advantage of this opportunity, he has to take a good look at this stupid head, don't count the votes of people in the future.

"It's a farmer, right? You see, they're carrying a couple of big hoes! ”

"Poof...... Peer!"

"Big talk, how do you know?" Zhang Meng said unconvinced.

The sick ghost, who had rarely spoken, explained with a smile: "Meng Zai, your Uncle Zhao didn't fool you. Have you noticed that they have an earthy smell on their bodies, which is unique to people who have been dealing with coffins and graves for many years, and it cannot be washed off with soap. ”

Zhang Meng is a little sluggish, isn't this a joke? You can smell it, he didn't smell anything just now.

"It's rare, isn't it? Like some masters of tomb robbery, when digging up, turn over the top soil layer of the tomb, take a pinch of soil and put it under the nose to smell violently, and then distinguish whether there is a metal smell from the smell of the soil, whether it has been stolen, and even the tombs or other relics of which dynasty. ”

Zhao San said with a sneer.

Looking at Zhao San's proud appearance, Zhang Meng asked faintly, "Third uncle, do you have this means?" ”

The high-spirited smile on Zhao San's face stopped abruptly, and he pretended to be calm and said: "Don't talk about these calves, it's important to hurry up and get down to business, this cute baby is really good!" ”

This kind of miracle of tomb robbery not only requires years of practice, but also its own talent is extremely tight, and no matter how hard you work without talent, you can't cultivate it.

Several people came to the front of the dilapidated pawn shop, and inside was a sleepy young man, Chen Cripple walked in and asked with a smile.

"What's the guy's going on?"

The guy glanced at Chen Cripple and his group, and replied impatiently: "Huan is not the thing that you strangers are talking about and asking for directions, it's annoying!" ”

"Why don't you go into the house and tell us?"

Zhang Meng heard it inexplicably, many of their pronunciations had a strong local sound, and they couldn't hear a fart in ten sentences, but seeing the guy's smile, it was estimated that the code was over.

"Uncles, come into the house and drink tea."

"Don't talk about it, we came here for important things, take us to find Ah Fu." Zhao San said unceremoniously.

"Then Ah Fu settled in the backyard, the old man likes to walk around, I don't know if he has gone out at this time." The young man diligently led a few people into the backyard, Zhang Meng couldn't help but sigh secretly, even this kind of small county town has the Zhang family's secret whistle infiltrated, no wonder the Ye family has not been able to uproot the Zhang family's industry in the mainland for so many years.

"Little master, you're here, I've been waiting for you for a day!"

Fu Bo touched Zhang Meng's flat head and smiled, with undisguised kindness in his eyes. The lame man and Zhao San behind Zhang Meng both nodded slightly, they are both experts in looking at people, if there was any evil intention in Fu Bo's eyes just now, they would not hesitate to slaughter Fu Bo.

"It's been a day's delay in Shenzhen, otherwise I'd have arrived a long time ago, and Fu Bo will trouble you this time!"

"Hehe, don't worry, little master, I was also a know-it-all in Zhushan County back then, there are hundreds of villages here, big and small, as long as you say famous, I know it."

"Ah Fu also made a living by turning over the earth back then?"

Chen lame asked softly, more than ten years ago in Hubei, the economy was almost paralyzed, so Fu Bo could not be a 'fallen master' in business, but he was so familiar with the geography here, I am afraid that nine times out of ten he belonged to the inverted people.

In the early days after the liberation, the situation in the whole country stabilized, and at that time, the whole country set off a wave of cultural relics fever, not only domestic collectors, but even some foreign cultural relics fans also came to China to buy cultural relics on a large scale, I don't know how many rare national treasures, it was from that period to flow out. At that time, the price of cultural relics also soared from the price of cabbage to a shocking point.

During that time, there was a saying of 'nine thieves out of ten', and that thief did not refer to thieves, but to those who fought backwards.

"Well, Uncle Chen has good eyesight, I ate this line of food back then, but at that time, I was obsessed with ghosts, and I went to a big bucket that the Ye family in the south fancied, and got a lot of Ming weapons, and those antiquities have not been sold, so I came to the door for the people of the Ye family, not to mention that I lost all my things, and almost gave this life to them, but fortunately I smuggled it to Hong Kong, so I left this cheap life!"

"You can still succeed under the watchful eye of the Ye family, Ah Fu's craftsmanship is not simple......

Chen lame smiled, with some deep meaning on his face.

"There are two handicrafts, and they are nothing compared to a few uncles, but I haven't done this for almost thirty years, and now I guess I have forgotten about it." Fauber shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Oh, don't talk about anything else, Fubo, you lived here at that time, is the family still there?"

Zhang Meng could hear that Chen Cripple was very wary of this Fu Bo, and had been interrogating Fu Bo's past, which made him a little unhappy, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only divert the topic.

"Family, I was in a hurry at that time, and the old father and mother of the family didn't have time to say goodbye, and thirty years have passed, and they are long gone. When this is done, I will go back to my hometown and see if I can put a pillar of incense in front of my parents' graves, and I will be satisfied. ”

Fauber said with a sigh.

"Come on, come on, come into the house and talk, what kind of idea do you like this time?"

Zhang Meng was a little embarrassed to take out a piece of paper, which was the map he drew on the road, but his pen skills were really not very good, it didn't look like a map, but like a child's scribble.

"Shaoshan? How did you find here? ”

Fauber stared at the map closely, and his eyes widened for a moment.

"What? What else can't be done in this Shaoshan Mountain? As soon as Chen lame heard that there was a play, he hurriedly asked.

Fauber seemed to recall something fearful, and the corners of his eyebrows twitched abnormally on his face.

"When we lived here, there was a group of Hui people living in Shaoshan, and the people in the village were fierce and superstitious. I got lost in the mountains with two friends, and I walked for a few days and didn't know about this village, Ah Meng, the place where you look at your paintings, the three dragons playing with pearls, these three winding and undulating things, are the three huge mountain ranges around, covering Shaoshan in them, and the other lines should be those streams that surround Shaoshan. ”

Fauber fell into the recollection, and he continued; "Three dragons play with pearls, the stars arch the moon, the so-called: "The law of feng shui, the water is the first, and the Tibetan wind is secondary." It is believed that the larger the water surface, the thicker the gathering qi, and the thicker the wealth, this kind of feng shui treasure land, it is very likely that there will be some big tombs. ”

"The three of us immediately decided to go to Shaoshan to explore, but when we went to the village, we found that a ceremony was being held in the village: worship the river god! The whole village drew lots to choose ten tributes, and my two friends were unlucky, and they both won the death lot, and became the sacrifices of Hebo. ”

"Well, this is true, mediocre people respect water. Chu Renqu was originally a mediocre person, but later he was not trusted and threw himself into the river and died. For them, water is a sacred thing, and being able to die in it is the most sacred thing. ”

Chen Cripple nodded and said, he has also studied mediocre civilization for a period of time, and he is no stranger to these things.

"Ah Fu, tell me, how do they worship the river god? Maybe you can judge from their methods to see what age these Hui people have inherited. ”