After eating, Xiaopang went home to prepare and inform the other classmates, while Li Bing took the key and went to his antique shop.

"My father's antique shop hasn't been open for four years, and I don't know if any thieves have patronized it." Li Bing stood in front of his family's ancient and modern antique shop, thinking as he opened the door.

The moment he pushed open the door, Li Bing was completely dumbfounded, there was not a single item on the shelves in his eyes, he walked in and looked at the other shelves, there was no item in the same place, the whole room was still intact except the shelves, and there was nothing else, even the mahogany tables and chairs were gone!

"This uncle is a thief, it's just empty!" Li Bing scolded a few words, calmed down and thought about it, could it be that his father disposed of everything when he left, otherwise there was so much money on the card left for him?

After thinking of this possibility, the anger in Li Bing's heart suddenly disappeared, he rummaged in the room a few more times, and finally under the shelves on the left wall, he turned out a rectangular wooden box, the length of the wooden box was about sixty centimeters, the width was more than twenty centimeters, and the height was about ten centimeters.

Li Bing put the wooden box on the ground, then locked the door, and sat cross-legged in front of the wooden box, "What could it be in here?" ”

After observing the wooden box for a while, he saw that there was no lock on it, so he thought to himself, it must be empty inside!

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, reached out and opened the wooden box, there was no antique jewelry in it, only a few worn-out yellow books, he picked up one of them and looked at it, on which were written a few big characters of the Qimen Dunjia Manuscript.

Everyone knows Qimen Dunjia, and even a lot of them come out after a search on the Internet, there are many people who study it, but every person who studies it, the research results are also different, and the manuscript of Qimen Dunjia in front of Li Bing is indeed the oldest complete book, not the so-called results that are searched on the Internet, what this master or that master has studied, and the more you look at it, the more headaches you have.

Li Bing also looks at old objects to some extent, such as the yellow book in his hand, and from the degree of corruption and dilapidation, he can roughly infer how many years ago.

After stroking it for a while, and sniffing it again, Li Bing's expression was a little stunned, "No, this yellow book turned out to be something from more than two hundred years ago......!" ”

Qimen Dunjia more than 200 years ago, it is not one of those messy things on the Internet, if you can learn it, then it is not any tomb can be lowered!

Li Bing thought excitedly, but after opening the yellow book, he suddenly had the urge to burst into foul language, which was full of symbols that were the same as those drawn in his father's notebook.

He picked up one of the other two yellow books, flipped through a few pages, and became excited again, "So that's the case, no wonder I can't read it." ”

The other two yellow books, which record how to recognize those symbols gibberish, those symbols are actually a unique way of recording words in their Li family, his father Li Jinyuan wanted to wait for him to teach him after he went to college, but then there was a series of things about him being hit, so it was shelved.

Li Bing was carefully learning how to recognize those garbled symbols with two yellow books, and Xiaopang called him and told him that he was going to a CD today, pick up a few of his classmates, and buy some tools for going to the tomb by the way, so that he could prepare and come back early the day after tomorrow and go directly to the mountains a hundred miles away.

"Okay, I got it." Li Bing hung up the phone, put the book back into the wooden box, then went out to lock the store and went straight home.

After returning home, Li Bing closed all the doors and windows of the house, and then ran to the living room to make a pot of tea, drinking while learning how to translate those symbols into words from books.

Li Bing looked at it seriously, he didn't eat lunch, and when he saw it, he saw three o'clock in the afternoon, and felt that he had almost learned, and then picked up the Qimen Dunjia Technique and looked at it.

He read slowly, and there were many symbols in it that he didn't recognize, so he rummaged through the other two books as he looked.

The things recorded in it are very mysterious, more mysterious than those in some tomb robbery novels, what to find the dragon point, how to find the entrance to the tomb, change the feng shui, eliminate evil or something, almost all the things in the Feng Shui I Ching gossip, so that he can't stop watching.

Among them, the dozens of magic patterns combined by Qimen Jiu Dun were the one that interested him the most, and there was a kung fu called Jade Finger recorded on the last page, which aroused his great interest.

In the early stage of the jade finger, it is actually similar to the iron sand palm, but the only difference is that after the jade finger is practiced, the hand will become smoother and smoother, while the iron sand palm will make the hand very rough.

The practice method of jade fingers is the same as that of the iron sand palm, but when inserting sand, it is necessary to put various snake and insect poison into the sand, such as putting some venom with low toxicity in the early stage, so that the sand and venom are completely fused, and the sand insertion must be inserted until the skin on the front and back of the hands is worn out, so that the venom in the sand can enter the skin, otherwise it will be ineffective.

After each exercise, you should rub a special ointment on the worn place of your hands, otherwise the toxin will be life-threatening when it enters the body, and the whole practice process is very painful.

As the saying goes, bitter first and then sweet, this is not wrong at all, there is no return for what you give.

Although the process of jade finger practice is arduous, but after the practice, the hand will become smooth as jade, and it will not invade a hundred poisons, not to mention that the fingers will pierce the iron plate, even the stone can easily penetrate the hole.

After dinner that night, Li Bing ordered more than a dozen kilograms of fine sand and more than a dozen kilograms of coarse sand on the Internet, and then found a number of websites, and found the venom of various insects he needed in a website called Baiworm.

The price of venom is usually very low, but some venom is very expensive, and even sold by the gram, among which there is a kind of venom called box jellyfish, which is as high as tens of thousands of yuan per gram, and if you want to buy enough amount, it will cost at least three or four million.

"It's surprisingly expensive, but I'm glad I don't need such an expensive venom." Li Bing smacked his tongue and bought more than a dozen kinds of venom needed for the early practice of the jade fingers, which cost him almost 20,000 yuan, which made him feel distressed for a while.

Carrying the three yellow bark trees to the bed, he kept seeing that it was past one o'clock in the morning, and it was best that his eyes couldn't open them, so he put the three yellow books under his pillow, closed his eyes and fell asleep not long after.

A day ago, at half past twelve at noon, the venue was the main hall of the Han family compound.

Han Zhan received a report from his subordinates, saying that an old lady in her nineties came with a family token, and she scared him enough at that time, saying that my father's generation is dead, where is such a Han family member holding a token?

"Bring people in."

"Yes." The subordinates who came to report retreated, and it didn't take long for a white-haired old lady with a wrinkled face, this old lady was the old lady Han who was separated from Li Bing, that is, Han Zhan's granddaughter Han Jun.

Of course, Han Zhan didn't know that the old lady in front of him was his granddaughter, and Han Jun looked much better than him at this time.

"I don't know which elder of my Han family you are?" Han Zhan got up and asked respectfully.

Han Junchang, whose face had become older, took a breath and said to Han Zhan: "Grandpa, it's me, I'm Jun'er." ”

"What! You are Jun, Jun'er......! ”