After receiving the wooden box into the phagosac for safekeeping, Jiang Xin went all the way out of Taihang Mountain, and then smiled and dialed the company's number again.

He is not a fool, the entire country covers an area of 9.6 million square kilometers, relying on him alone, I am afraid that he may not be able to find it until he dies, and he is backed by the big tree of the company, and the best way is of course to ask the company directly.

It is also the largest official intelligence agency in the country, and the company must have some information about the Yang family.

After dealing with the matter of the twenty-four festivals of Tongtian Valley and the arrival of foreign strangers in China, Zhao Dong understood that things had changed more.

Nathan Islanders, Foreign Alchemy Inhumans, Indian Chakra Cultivators... More and more foreign aliens are gradually becoming active, which undoubtedly indicates that something big is about to happen.

Just when Zhao Dong was thinking about the company's foreign strategic policy in the future, the phone on the table rang again, it was Jiang Xin calling, and he asked about the Yang family who was proficient in clay sculpture that Gou Chen said.

"The Yang family? Which Yang family? Hearing what Jiang Xin inquired about, Zhao Dong was a little surprised, and his heart suddenly became interested.

"It's the Yang family who specializes in clay figure sculptures."

"Did that old man tell you that?" Zhao Dong thought about it and suddenly asked rhetorically.

"Why do you ask this?" Jiang Xin heard something wrong: "Could it be that even the company doesn't know about this Yang family?" ”

Zhao Dong was silent for a moment, and reported the name of a city to Jiang Xin: "The specific address is uncertain, it can only be determined that in this range, which Yang family you are talking about is also a hidden family, even the company has no excuse to disturb them." ”

"Thank you, Dong Zhao." Silently writing down the address, Jiang Xin hung up the phone.

A day or two later, the mountain city of Chongqing.

Jiang Xin has never been to Chongqing, but he has been asking about this city for a long time, after all, it is claimed to be able to navigate the map to the city traffic that is lost, and the whole country may be this one, plus the famous Chongqing hot pot, but it is the first time to come, Jiang Xin's Chinese food is settled.

The so-called hot pot is cool for a while, and the chrysanthemum crematorium.

This time I tried it really deserved its name, the bottom of the pot was heavy and spicy, the stomach was delicious and delicious, although I was sweating spicy when I ate it, but I was still reluctant to stop the chopsticks.

After eating the hot pot and paying the money, Jiang Xin left the hot pot restaurant that is said to have been open for decades, but he saw the master who boiled the soup base in the hot pot restaurant, but when it came to the clay sculpture, the first thing that the master thought of was Tianjin Clay Man Zhang, as for the Yang family, it was unheard of.

The start was unfavorable, Jiang Xin was not too discouraged, if he could successfully find the target from the beginning, then he would feel strange.

In the afternoon, with passers-by looking like fools, Jiang Xin wandered around the extremely stuffy city, trying to find something related to the clay sculpture.

It's a pity that urbanization has reduced the number of small stalls and vendors a lot, and most of the vendors Jiang Xin saw along the way were roadside stalls, but as for the clay figurines and sugar figurines, he didn't see any of them, which made him miss his childhood experience.

At no time compared to now, there are always some vendors on the roadside, some of whom use the blowing method to make a hollow sugar mold; Others use boiled syrup to draw the pattern of the dragon and phoenix zodiac on the iron plate; The most clever means is to use sugar balls of different colors to directly pinch out a vivid Monkey King when the sugar balls have not yet completely solidified.

It's just that in this sweltering and hot summer in the mountain city, these skilled vendors seem to have disappeared, and I don't know if they are old or their skills have been lost.

Jiang Xin didn't think of this because he wanted to buy a few more sugars... Actually, there are ideas in this regard, but the main purpose is to see if you can ask something from these people's mouths, after all, they are all old craftsmen, and they may know something.

It's just that looking at the way it looks now, this idea is a soup.

Jumping up and down in the layered city like a monkey, Jiang Xin didn't return to the hotel room he had booked until the evening, and couldn't help but ponder: "It's been a day, even if you haven't finished a city, it is estimated that there is a small half, and no one has ever heard of this Yang family." ”

"From this point of view, the biggest possibility of this Yang family should be separated from the urban system and independent in a township and county outside, and there is also a possibility that it is hidden in the mountains like Fengmen Village, but according to the posture here, this possibility is too low."

The clay sculpture is different from the method of Fengmen Village, but it is not something that can be made by picking up a random lump of mud on the ground. If you really want to pay attention to it, just Jiang Xin, a layman, can tell a little bit of the truth, if it is really hidden in the mountains, the conditions are really a little bad.

"The Yang family..."

Jiang Xin muttered and typed 'clay sculpture' and 'Yang' into the browser search engine, and a moment later, a column called 'Yang Family Clay Sculpture' appeared in front of Jiang Xin's eyes.

Click in to take a look, but find that this is about a clay sculpture family in Ningxia handed down during the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty, and it has nothing to do with Chongqing.

Silently wrote down this clay sculpture family, Jiang Xin then dragged it down, and suddenly, a new name suddenly appeared in front of him—Yang Huizhi.

Yang Huizhi, a native of the Tang Dynasty, studied under Zhang Seng Xuan, and later generations called the painting saint Wu Daozi as a brother and sister, and later chose to abandon painting and follow the plastic because Wu Daozi's talent in painting was superior to him. After several years of study and training, he was called a plastic saint by the world because he far surpassed others in the field of mud and stone sculpture.

Speaking of Yang Huizhi, his teacher Zhang Seng Miao is also a god man. Ordinary people may not know much about this name, but they should be very familiar with the idiom 'finishing touch'.

And it just so happens that this idiom comes from Zhang Sengqiu, which is specifically used to describe the exquisite and ingenious painting skills.

Although one of the four ancestors of this painter does not have the name of 'painting immortals' and 'painting gods', it is enough to see how good his kung fu is when his disciples have become double saints.

After learning the painting art of this master, coupled with his own plastic art for many years, Yang Huizhi, the plastic saint, can even make clay sculptures that can be fake, and his plastic art level has reached a great completion.

It's just that this Lord Yang should be from Suzhou, and he doesn't know whether he has children or not, but he is three thousand miles away from this mountain city.

But considering the change of historical dynasties and the displacement of land wars, it seems that it can be barely understood.

In this way, Jiang Xin's goal was initially locked.

One is the Yang family, which may be hidden in this Chongqing generation and the descendants of the sage Yang Hui; The other is the Yang family clay sculpture in Ningxia.