The contents of the small cloth bag left by Wu Po immediately attracted all my attention.

In my judgment, this should be a dzi. But the dzi in the Qikongqiao market are all fakes, I have been doing ancient travel for so many years, in fact, I have never seen a real dzi. I haven't seen the real thing, so I can't tell if the one in my hand is real or fake.

However, judging from the experience and eyesight I have accumulated from doing ancient work, this dzi must be an old object regardless of whether it is real or not.

Things are a little paradoxical again, and it looks like a fantasy. Dzi is not a thing from the mainland, not to mention the origin and authenticity of this dzi, when I was born, I held a dzi in my hand? If Wu Po hadn't told me about this today, I wouldn't have been able to think of such a broad brain hole.

But regardless of whether this matter is a fantasy or not, Wu Po's narration is here, and this dzi is also here.

I sat in the store for a while, carefully put away the dzi left by Wu Po, and originally wanted to clean up and entrust the goods in the store to Xiao Yang to sell, but suddenly there was such a big situation, and my heart turned over and over again and I couldn't calm down.

I have to at least find a way to figure out the details of this dzi, but these people in the Qikongqiao market are probably the same as me, they know what the dzi looks like, but they have never touched the real thing in their lives.

I immediately called Blind San'er, and as soon as the phone was connected, I suddenly felt quite embarrassed, because I basically contacted Blind San'er every time I needed help with something.

Blind San'er was in the warehouse over there in the North Ring Road at this moment, and I lied to him that I had gone out to play a few days ago. After chatting for a few words, I tentatively asked Blind San'er if I could ask his uncle to help me palm and look at the goods.

"Got something good?" Blind San'er smiled on the phone: "If you want to find that old man to see the goods, you have to make an appointment in advance, I will help you contact you, and I will call you back later." ”

After hanging up the phone, I asked Xiao Yang to come over to help move the goods in the store to him, and when the work was almost done, Blind San'er called back, he said that the old man also went out to play a few days ago, and now he is preparing to return, and it is estimated that he will go to Huayang the day after tomorrow.

"I've been a little busy here these days, and I'm lacking in skills, I told the old man, you just have to bring your own things."

I have to say that the blind San'er is quite face-saving in his uncle's place, the old man has the ability, but he has a big temper, and when he meets someone who doesn't like to be reasonable, he won't say more than half a word when he dies, usually someone asks him to do something, the old man has never agreed happily, but the blind San'er is in contact on the phone, and the old man is willing to help, which is enough to show that the old man is rare and blind.

After dealing with the market affairs, I went home first, but the trip took a lot of energy, and my mental and physical strength were actually overdrawn, and I wanted to rest at home for a day or two, watch TV, do nothing, and think about nothing. But as soon as I was free, Lao Wang and Ning Kitten called one after another, and if they had to get together, I was too lazy to go out, so I called them to the house.

An hour before and after, Lao Wang, Ning Kitten and Zhang Momo arrived, Ning Kitten sent me a bouquet of flowers, wishing me a speedy recovery, Lao Wang brought two big waists, saying that it was for me to replenish my body, he knew that Zhang Momo drank red wine, and also brought two bottles of red wine, I knew at a glance that it was bought in the small shop next to my house, twenty-five bottles, if I went, it could be two or three yuan cheaper.

Lao Wang went to the kitchen to fry the big waist, and paired it with a few dishes, and the four of them sat down to eat together. Seriously, looking at the three of them, I really can't believe that in the Danmeng Basin, they all died once.

Lao Wang poured the red wine into the small bowl of eating, and said cheers to people with the bowl, I really convinced them, just this kind of blended red wine, a bottle has not been drunk, Lao Wang and Ning kitten are all on the head, noisy and messing around together.

When the two of them were messing around, Zhang Momo grabbed a piece of waist and put it in a bowl for me, saying, "Eat, you need nutrition." ”

"I thank you."

"Do you have a feeling?"

"What does it feel?"

"This time we went to the Danmeng Basin, we seem to have lost something."

"Lost something? Lost something? "I looked at the foolish old Wang and Ning kitten, and then turned my head to look at Zhang Momo, this cold-faced royal sister completely lost her smile when she was fierce, she was cold to death, and she was cool to death.

"Time." Zhang Momo took another coquette, lit it, took a sip, and said lightly: "We lost some time." ”

"I really don't understand, what the hell are you talking about."

"When Hu Ritu took us to the vicinity of the Danmeng Basin, it was the 25th of last month, that is, on that day, the four of us entered the basin, and when we left the basin and saw Hu Ritu again, it was the 8th of this month, and our team stayed in the Danmeng Basin for a total of thirteen days." Zhang Momo stretched out three fingers and said, "I am a person who is more sensitive to time, why do I only remember ten days of thirteen days?" What about the remaining three days? ”

Zhang Momo's words woke me up all of a sudden, no matter what changes and accidents we encountered in the Danmeng Basin, but time is constant. Lao Wang and Ning Kitten may not remember these, but Zhang Momo's thinking is obviously much more meticulous than them, and she has noticed this loophole. From the time Zhang Momo fell into the crack of more than ten meters and died, to the time I climbed out of the canyon and returned to the camp, it was almost more than three days.

"I don't know." I shook my head at Zhang Momo, I didn't mean to hide it, but I couldn't think of a suitable word to tell what had happened, if I told her that Lao Wang and Ning Kitten, including her, had died once, would Zhang Momo believe it? She'll probably think I'm making up a lie.

At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, Zhang Momo lost not only time, but also the corresponding memory. When I was in the canyon, I fought my life and won her trust, but as this memory passed, Zhang Momo couldn't remember that incident at all, and she still had a certain degree of incomprehension and suspicion about me.

"Then don't you know." Zhang Momo didn't ask any more questions, just turned his head and said to himself: "I believe that if something really belongs to you, no matter what it is, it will be found back one day." ”

I smiled wryly and didn't explain. However, I am completely sure that the accidental death of the three of them, and their mysterious resurrection, are not without side effects, and that side effect is that they have lost some memories.

Lao Wang and Ning Kitten should have drunk high, drank all the two bottles of fake and shoddy red wine, and turned out a few cans of beer in the refrigerator. Zhang Momo was surprisingly patient today, and he even accompanied them until late. Lao Wang was very happy, cross-legged on the sofa to sing us a song called "Xian'er", probably because the voice was too loud, the old man in a wheelchair living upstairs knocked the ground with a stick.

I had a headache this night, so the next day I had a good night's sleep and a day off. At noon on the third day, Blind San'er called me and said that his uncle had arrived in Huayang, and asked me to come over in the evening if I was free.

Blind San'er's uncle is surnamed Ma, called Ma Gui, before he washed his hands, the people in the ancient line called him Ma Devil behind his back, because his industry knowledge is too rich, better than ghosts, and there is no possibility at all if he wants to deceive him on this. The old man's temper stinks, but he is actually a very interesting person, so old, he smokes and drinks, and when he has time, he goes outside to play in the mountains and rivers, and his life is very nourishing.

I waited until after dinner before running to the old man's house, and I was too embarrassed to go empty-handed, so I brought two cigarettes and two bottles of wine. Because of the opening of the longevity box before, I had contact with the old man, and my face was familiar, and the old man still remembered me, and when he saw the cigarettes and alcohol in my hand, he actually smiled and patted me on the shoulder.

"Old man, this, honor you." I walked in on crutches and carried cigarettes and alcohol.

"San'er is a person who is still very good at making friends." The old man was very happy and made me a cup of tea with his own hands: "He knows the rules, knows the etiquette, and the friends he has made are all such people. ”

The current ancient line is not the same as before, the younger generation has its own means and rules, and the better ones don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and they don't take the elders in the ancient line seriously. I said that the old man was so happy when he saw the cigarettes and alcohol I brought, his net worth is not a rare gift, but only the heart of the younger generation.

I chatted with the old man for a while, and then showed the old man the photos taken by Cong Danmeng. The old man in the past did have real skills, the old man not only had the ability, but also belonged to the kind of people who were gifted, so old, his eyes were very good, and he didn't even need to wear reading glasses. I have heard people say that the ancient pedestrians must have a pair of electric eyes, the ancient pedestrians practiced their eyes, staring at the machine that showed foreign pictures, from slow to fast, when the eyes were practiced to the extreme, thirty-six foreign pictures were played in a minute, and each stroke on the picture could be seen clearly.

I took a total of sixteen photos, and the old man looked at them very slowly, one by one, carefully. While watching and thinking, he didn't speak, and I didn't dare to disturb him, so I waited honestly next to him.

After watching it for at least ten minutes, the old man raised his eyelids, he was an old man, and he knew the rules better than anyone in the ancient line, and he didn't even ask me where these photos were taken.

"Old man, can you see these? What is it? ”

"You're looking for me to see this, it's the right place." The old man smacked his lips and said, "It's not that I'm old, licking my old face and bragging, these things, it is estimated that there will be no second person in the whole Huayang." ”