Chapter 17: Midnight Brushstroke

"What we have to do now is to catch big fish in a long line, are we not acting blindly, not fighting guerrillas, and knowing the way?" The boss spoke with a lot of weight, "We still have to have a good relationship with the locals and develop the downline, just a few of us, now to do big things, we can't do it!" Our task now is to develop eyeliner from each village, and when the time comes, whoever has money, how much money, and where to put it will all be in our hands, and when the time comes, we will wipe them out. We fled without a trace, and the brothers lived a free life. ”

"The boss is really powerful, and he has a long-term vision!" A voice said.

"However, now we can't wait to starve to death, our action tonight is to go to the nearby village and collect the telephone lines, and now is the time when the price of copper metal is at its highest. Second, go get your van, third and fourth, follow me to collect the phone line. The boss's order was finished, and several people began to act separately.

Xue Congliang hurriedly hid his bicycle in the ditch, and then hid under the bridge not far from Qianman.

Unexpectedly, the telephone lines in this village are always stolen, and it turns out that these people did it. Stealing public facilities can be a crime, these people are really deadly.

Three minutes later, the roar of a motorcycle suddenly sounded, and then, several beams of bright light hit the road, and Xue Congliang saw four people, each with a strong motorcycle, heading east and south respectively.

Xue Congliang crawled out of the ditch. The surroundings were much quieter, the time was already early in the morning, and the faint village was darkly lit, and from the village, a few dogs barked from time to time. But it soon fell silent.

A burst of cold air hit, the wee hours of the morning were the coldest time of the day, Xue Congliang couldn't wait to light a fire to keep warm, but his biggest wish now was to hurry back home.

However, before I got home, I suddenly saw someone lighting a fire on the side of the road. Xue Cong's conscience was strange, when was this, there were still people roasting the fire here, which made some people worried.

Whoever it is, what about him, he bakes his fire, and I go my way, and no one hinders anyone, is it not right?

So, Xue Congliang silently approached the fire and the person who baked it. His bike was very competitive this time and didn't make a single sound.

"Doctor Xue, do you have time to stop and sit?" This person suddenly spoke, and it was Xue Congliang's name.

Xue Congliang almost fell off the bicycle and broke out in a cold sweat: "You, who are you?" ”

I saw that this person was wearing a bamboo-woven sunhat and a robe, which made Xue Congliang suddenly think of the image of the angler in the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Zhihe's "Fishing Song".

The old man raised his head, and Xue Congliang suddenly saw the face that he would never forget, although the light was very dim, the white spots on the old man's face were still clearly visible.

"Xue Ye, aren't you dead? How to ......" Xue Congliang didn't know where to start.

"It's just a little trick, if I don't pretend to be dead, will you return to this Xue Zhuang?" The firelight in front of Xue Ye flickered, reflecting his face.

It seems that this Xue Ye is not a ghost, and ghosts are afraid of open fire.

This calmed Xue Congliang's heart a little.

"You have found out all the tasks I have given you! Xue Zhuang's artifact, have you heard about it? Xue Ye said to Xue Congliang.

"I've heard about it, why don't you look for it yourself? Instead, let me, a helpless doctor, go to him? Xue Congliang said.

"Didn't I tell you? I came from more than a thousand years ago, and I didn't want to care about the of your descendants, but seeing that you are getting more and more stupid, I have to come and take care of you. Xue Ye said lightly.

"You said you came from a thousand years ago, what proof do you have to give me confidence in you, how did you come about?" Xue Congliang looked at this old man, he couldn't see any vicissitudes of time, how could he keep saying that it was more than a thousand years ago?

"Hey, you kid, you're just too suspicious, that's your biggest problem as a doctor. Show you something, you might understand! The old man said, his right hand reaching into his broad sleeve.

This aroused Xue Congliang's curiosity, and he immediately walked into the fire, stretched out his hand, and waited for the old man to take out something while roasting the fire.

After touching for a long time, the old man found a small, only fist-sized thing: "Look, this thing, you calligraphers now, still use this thing, this is called pen washing, in the Tang Dynasty, he was a necessary tool for literati." You see, this craft can only be made by people in the Tang Dynasty. Do you people have this level of what you make now? ”

Xue Congliang stretched out his hand to take over the ceramic pen wash, which was only the size of a fist, with a delicate luster and perfect texture, so that Xue Congliang, a layman in ceramics, felt that this was a treasure. Moreover, at the lower end of the pen wash, there is a lishu, Jingdezhen, a few small characters.

"Don't underestimate this pen wash, it is a treasure, if you can collect the dew of the Yin Shi and put it in the pen wash, you can open up the passage from the Tang Dynasty to the present, in the Tang Dynasty, you can use this thing, you can see the current era, people's lives, of course, if you are now, you can also see the lives of people in the Tang Dynasty." Xue Ye said.

"Is this baby really so amazing?" Xue Congliang was a little unconvinced.

"Believe it or not. However, this treasure is not for you, just to prove it to you. Everything in the Tang Dynasty is not like you are industrially produced, but because of people, the craftsman gives this treasure a body, and the user can give the treasure a soul, so, that is to say, only a specific person, with a specific treasure, will exert spirituality. I don't know if you understand what I said? Xue Ye lit a jade-inlaid pipe and said quietly.

"I understand what you're saying, but I still have a question." Xue Congliang said.

"What questions do you have, just say." Xue Ye spit out smoke rings in his mouth.

"The book you sent me said that Xue Zhuang will suffer a disaster once in a thousand years, I don't believe it, we are living very well now, where there is any disaster, it must be a rumor from some people." Xue Congliang said.

"Alas, it's all because you modern people are printing pirated books indiscriminately. That book, written more than 1,000 years ago, was written by a calligrapher, and every word condensed the efforts of many people. At that time, people did not have television, there was no Internet, many astronomers, watching the sky at night, that was not a white view, people were calculating, calculating, according to the Zhou Yi Bagua and the Five Elements, only to calculate what would happen a thousand years later! Xue Ye said very devotedly, and said a little angrily.

"Well, if this is true, what does the Five Elements Artifact you are talking about have to do with me?" Xue Congliang asked.

"As I said just now, each treasure is endowed with a soul by its owner, and you are the owner of these five treasures, and only you can find them. There is no record in the history books, but those who have the talent to heaven are these artifacts made for you, because your birth date is exactly the same as the five elements of these five artifacts. So, their master, you are the only one. Xue Ye said.

Xue Congliang heard it in a fog, but he didn't expect that he actually shouldered such a heavy responsibility, Xue Ye said that his birthday determines his own fate, that is, the responsibility given by the times.

"Doctor Xue, you don't have to doubt it anymore, tomorrow at noon, there will be a phenomenon of overlapping suns in the sky above Xue Zhuang, that is to say, there will be two suns around the sun, just like you modern people wear a headset when you walk. When the time comes, look at that, believe it or not, this is the calculation of the ancients, and this is what you call science. Xue Ye said boldly.

"Really? If you say that, I'll be sure to take a look at it then, and if not, don't come to me in the future. Xue Congliang said.

"Of course, if you think what I said makes sense, on the night of the full moon this month, you are still here, and we will talk about it again, and when the time comes, I will tell you how to find the five artifacts, as well as the secret of the treasure map of Xue Zhuang. All of this will change your life. Xue Ye said.

When Xue Congliang wanted to ask again, Xue Ye had already extinguished the fire, put on a robe, put on a hat, and disappeared into the vast night.