I took out the "grace card" brought back from the tomb and wanted to study it, the brand was written with words such as Manmeng, I opened it and studied it, the substance inside was not paper, but a thin piece of jade, I knew that this was "Kunlun jade" according to the texture of the jade and the degree of whiteness, which was mutton fat white jade, very noble.

There are twelve articles in total. It's very thin, I don't know what craftsman in ancient times could polish the jade piece less than three millimeters thick, this thing is almost a foot long, the side is drilled into the hole, it can be folded with gold wire series, and some birds and beasts are carved on the back, all of which I have not seen and cannot name the species, I guess it is an imaginary animal.

It's a very precious thing. For the exquisiteness of this object, just like the owner in front of it, the beauty is breathtaking, twelve pieces of jade, each of which is engraved with a certain number of words, what these numbers represent, I do not know.

Mongolian script, Manchu script is almost the same, and in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, Mongols and Manchurians were like wearing a pair of pants, so I dare not determine whether this is Manchurian or Mongolian.

I rubbed the text on the jade table, and then found the Manchurian and Mongolian text comparison table and began to check it, and then I circled it, because I couldn't find the corresponding text, because the text on the jade plate is more similar to the text of Yumanmeng. But there is a difference, I looked through all the roots and found the same meaning.

It worries me.

When I was sad about my face, Lei Liu came to me and bumped into something in my hand, he was also curious, so he asked me what was going on, and I didn't hide it from him, and told him the origin of this thing, anyway, what I can't even unravel, he Lei Liu doesn't want to unravel.

Lei Liu felt that my distress was very unnecessary, and he said that the Manchurian script had to be solved by the Manchurians, and he had an old fellow who was a Manchurian, and specialized in Manchu and Mongolian writing.

I listened to the joy, so I asked the sixth uncle to introduce me, but the sixth uncle said that he was in Dalian, and he couldn't go because of his inconvenient legs, so he wrote a letter to me and asked Agui to lead me to meet the master.

I went to Dalian with Agui, and the sixth uncle said that the professor taught at the Northeast University for Nationalities, and when it came to that master, Agui talked to me energetically, this person is quite legendary, he has been a beard and a big official, but you will never guess the real identity.

Agui inked with me for a long time before telling me the identity of the family, I listened to it, and I also felt amazing, that person was actually a Belle master

This Lord Belle is not an impostor who fishes in troubled waters, but Lord Belle with authentic royal blood, the fifteenth son of Emperor Xuantong's younger brother, who has stayed in the ocean, reverted, worked as a high-ranking official of the Kuomintang, worked as a beard, and was later recruited, and now he is a leading university scholar, and his life can be described as legendary.

Lei Liu had a friendship with him because when he was a beard together in the mountain nest, at that time, he heard that Lei Liu had saved the life of this master, so he drank wine and worshipped him.

This person's surname is Jin, his name is Mingzong, we went to the university to inquire about him, everyone called him a professor, and they respected him very much, but it was very unfortunate that Mr. Jin led a group to participate in the field excavation of the mausoleum rubbing ethnic minority languages. I wasn't there, and I didn't know when I would be able to come back, so I asked if I could find him, but the other party said that I wanted to keep it secret, because it was archaeology, so I wanted to keep it secret.

Ah Gui and I were rather disappointed, so I waited in Dalian for a while to see if Professor Jin could come back, but this wait, I waited for ten days. Professor Kim has no shadow at all.

I don't think it's a way to wait like this, so I'd better go back and talk about it first. So we decided to go back to Longkou Village first, before going back, it was almost the Spring Festival, I wanted to go to the fishing head Zhao Da'an's house to visit, after all, it was my life-saving benefactor, so I bought some things with Agui to visit Zhao Da'an.

I bought some things, came to Yuhuang Village, and arrived at Zhao Da'an's house, Yu's head did not go out, and he was very surprised and surprised by my arrival, but more of a panic, they always said that I was the embodiment of the shamanic god, and gave me a myth, and had a feeling of respect and fear for me.

At noon, Zhao Da'an's mother-in-law made a whole fish feast, entertained me and Agui, drank a lot of wine, Agui didn't talk much, but the drinking was particularly powerful, and he drank with his stuffy head, whoever looked for him to drink was drunk, and the fishing head was about to be knocked down by him.

"Dad, go back and offer Brother Hu, let's not worship the Dragon King, just worship Brother Hu."

The one who spoke was Zhao Da'an's youngest son, named Zhao Biao, in his twenties, although he looked a little immature, but he was strong and sturdy, and he was very simple, but unlike other Northeast people, he was not so dark.

I get along well with Zhao Biao, I am a few years older than him, so I call him my brother, and Zhao Biao is not like his father, he is a little afraid of me, but more strange.

I listened to Zhao Biao's words, and asked rarely: "Are you going to fish and hunt?"

The fisherman took a glass of liquor and said to me, "Yes, isn't it winter, the Ula River is frozen, and I and a few other fishermen put ice on the ice at night to see how the situation is, if we can go to the horse, we can do the war, the fish are not good in recent years, and we catch too much, so the officials above let us release the fish fry, and last year we released the first batch, I don't know how this year's harvest is, everyone is waiting to see the results." ”

Talking about winter fishing, he showed a proud smile on his face, the fish filled his head with a glass of wine, drank a glass and said to me with a smile: "I have been a fisherman since I was 16 years old, from pulling a leash, going hooking, playing a hammer, following the net, and the second head, to become a "fisherman" in 80 years, the largest net to dry more than 1,000 catties. ”

I smiled and didn't speak, but when the fisherman saw that I didn't speak, he said to me: "I don't believe that you can go with me at night, and you won't leave these days, after the second snowfall, it is estimated that you will be able to work, so that you can see and understand."

I thought it was a little interesting, although I wanted to go back to Longkou Village, but I didn't think that I was in such a hurry, so I stayed to participate in this fishing and hunting, maybe Professor Jin would come back in a few days.

I decided and nodded, the fish fell asleep after eating and drinking, not to mention Agui, who had already covered his head and snored, I slept with Agui in the attic on hanging legs, the northeast side of the day was cold in January and February, the first snow had already fallen, and the second snow would come unexpectedly, and after drinking, I also fell asleep.

In my sleep, I always hear a voice, a face, it is the woman, although I don't know her name, but I clearly know who she is, but the picture has been staying in a cave, full of gods and Buddhas, everywhere is golden light, and the dragon is flying, I know, the thing of sitting in the ancient tomb has been haunting my heart, every time I dream.

The smile of the mysterious corpse has always frightened me, and what makes me even more frightened is that I see her eyes bleeding, but she is laughing, my heart is very afraid, my eyes seem to be bleeding, I slapped my face in fear, trying to wake myself up, a reversal of consciousness, this is a very wonderful process, from sleep to waking up process, I opened my eyes, saw Zhao Biao patting my face with his hand, and said: "Brother, get up, it's night, you have to go to the lake."

I looked at Zhao Biao, he looked very excited, and looked up at the outside again, it was already dark, so he pushed Ah Gui, he turned around, there was no trace of falling asleep on his face, I knew that he had been vigilant, he was such an alert person, otherwise Lei Liu would not have trusted him so much.

We got off the stilted building, Zhao Da'an's daughter-in-law prepared a thick coat for us, wrapped in several layers inside and out, the fish put his head on the outside of the carriage, fed the horse some dried beans, replenished nutrition, and when we were ready, we sat on the board cart at the back.

The carriage was gone, and the dry soil on the ground was crushed and made a "popping" sound, and the feeling of dry and cold came to my heart casually, and my exhaled breath also turned white and drifted outward, and I couldn't help but curse in my heart.

"It's fucking cold".

What I don't know is that this seems to be a long time coming, and if I knew, I wouldn't have been.

The carriage had been gone for a long time, and I got into the carriage because I was too drunk, and fell asleep again in a bumpy situation, this time half asleep, because my feet were very cold, even though my body was wrapped in a thick coat, but the cold feet were really unavoidable.

When I arrived, I was tapped on the back, I woke up, looked around, and was shocked, because as far as the eye could see, it was pitch black, and there were a lot of "broken words" and hearty laughter intermittently everywhere the flashlight went.

I watched as the fish walked its head onto the ice, and several people came towards him, slightly younger than him, very respectful to him, all of whom seemed to be from other teams.

The head of the fish said that fishing and hunting is a laborious job, there are several groups of people, and each group of people has to be managed, he is the head of the fish, and is only responsible for the general command, so these people are the captains of the team called "small stocks".

I jumped off the ice, suddenly my feet hurt as if they were cut off, I knelt down at that time, I couldn't help it, Zhao Biao smiled and handed over a pot of burning knives, and complained to me: "Even the wine is going to freeze in the cold spot, my feet are numb, drink a sip of wine to warm up." ”

I took a sip of wine, and the hot sensation burned at once, and I was helped to my feet, and walked a few steps to ease it a little.

The Wula River is very large, there are more than 100 square meters of kilometers, both banks are mountains, the famous Xuantian Ridge, Qinglong Mountain, all say that there are man-eating immortals in it, this river has also raised Yuhuang Village for thousands of years, it is a little smaller than the big white lake, at a glance, it is a world of ice and snow, the fish head talked a few words, got into the car, and said to me: "Little brother, get in the car, let's go to find fishing, it's early this year."

This is very mysterious, looking for fishing, I look at the ice, I can't see the bullshit, just like the land, he went to find the fisherman and the bird sarcastic.

Zhao Biao didn't say much, he got into the car as soon as he whistled, dragged me up, poured me a sip of wine, and tricked me into the car, it was too cold, and it was on the ice, I really didn't want to run in the fucking wind.

The carriage walked on the ice, but it was very smooth, and I later learned that the horse's hooves were wrapped in non-slip things, and even if it walked on the ice, it was very stable.

After walking for a while, the fish got out of the car, Zhao Biao took a special chisel and followed the fish to get out of the car, the two circled around the ice, the fish dodged the chisel in Zhao Biao's hand, and began to chisel the ice while spinning on the ice, and after the chisel was finished, he lay on the ice, and took a flashlight to shine inside, I looked at the pit that was only one foot long, he could see a fart, I really don't know what kind of experience this is, so I didn't say much.

"This, that's it"

Yu pointed to the pit he had dug and asked Zhao Biao to put a benchmark, even if it was given.

In the car, I asked the old boss what he relied on to give the position at a glance, and what to do in the position, the fishing head said to me: "The winter supplement has begun, but I have to do the preparatory work, I am looking for "fishing flowers", the ice is too thick, the fishery will find a place with thin ice to breathe, because the water is cold, a breath will leave blisters to rise, but the ice below can not be blown up, this is not what I saw?"

I sound strange, this kind of thing is only perennial people who do this line of work will have experience, but then I learned that this is a personal work rather than an eye work, at the beginning of winter fishing, everyone will press the old head to prompt the waters, first on a meter thick ice every ** meter to chisel an ice eye, a net to dig hundreds of ice holes, and then under the ice through the rod lead, this is not the point, when I saw the net, I was dumbfounded, that is a big net to catch the sky, at a glance can not see the head, there are more than 2,000 meters long, One can imagine how difficult such a net is to walk underwater.

It took a night of hard work to gouge the eye, I and Agui both helped, the fisherman pointed to where we chiseled, and only stopped at dawn, after dawn, I looked at the magnificent ice, the carriages were running, the fish came over and cooked pork stewed vermicelli on the ice, and drank it with a burning knife.

The fish turned his head and said: "The big boss who fished for fish is estimated to come today, this time the fry are good or not, and the big boss specially invited the ** lama to do it, and he invited him every year, but the harvest is getting worse and worse." ”

Zhao Biao sucked the noodles in his mouth, and asked with disdain in his mouth: "Ah Dad, didn't you say that you won't be allowed to do sacrifices Last year, someone from above smashed our platform, and it almost didn't work, but the big boss stuffed the money."

The fish slapped his head and said, "Steal it, they believe in materialism, we believe in the great gods, and if we don't let it go, we will steal it." After saying that, he took a sip of soju.

I talked to the fish head about the winter hunting, the fish in the Ula River may be caught, there is a big boss in response to the call above, in the Ula River to put fish fry, this year is the first year to adopt their own fish fry, so the "net east" specially invited the ** lama to practice, in the past in order to eliminate the cow ghost snake god, such a ritual is forbidden to do, these fishermen secretly sacrifice every year, sacrifice to the lake and sacrifice to the river god, but the people above come to watch, do not give sacrifices, whoever sacrifices will catch whom, and hit and smash, why bother.

As I had not slept all night last night, and when we had finished eating, we were in the carriage and fell asleep, and as soon as I got into the carriage, I fell asleep, wearing a thick coat with licorice underneath, and it was not much warm, but as soon as the wine came up, it was as if my whole body was on fire.

But there are very few people who sleep, I took a look before I went to bed, only I slept with Agui, because we were not hired by them, the people here are all hired, each person works for fifty yuan a day, we don't take money to work in vain, and we should take a break.

So we fell asleep to the sound of tinkling and clattering ice.

I woke up to catch up with everyone to rest on the ice to eat, at this time everyone worked for a day and a night, the fish put the head to let the big guy eat and sleep well, and start working tomorrow.

After I got up with Agui, because I didn't feel sleepy, I got up and walked on the ice, the fish head was still busy, looking at the holes carved out of the ice one by one, checking the benchmark, because the net owner paid him, he had to ensure that the net head had a big harvest, otherwise he was embarrassed to accept other people's money.

I walked with Zhao Da'an, the head of the fish, and helped him with the flashlight, and the fish turned the head and said, "I know the terrain of the river area well." Where is the bottom of the lake is the post, where is the pit, where there is a ditch, where there is a fork, I know very well, I face dozens of net operations, must be like a discerning hunter, to judge which nets can catch the fish, which nets live next to the fish, or can only blow away the fish, but can not hit, this not only requires experience, but also needs to be rigorous investigation in advance. ”

I smiled and didn't say anything, the fish head is really simple, he has been working all day and night, and he doesn't rest for the sake of the owner to make money.

Suddenly, the fish squatted on the edge of an ice hole, hurriedly lay down, and then fished up a bloody thing from it, as soon as it was fished up, it froze, and the fish put the head on the ground, and knelt down with a poof.

What the hell is the head of the fisherman?

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