"The purest of all relationships is the relationship of money, where there is money, there is everything, and without money, there is nothing. If someone talks to you about righteousness and feelings, it is not simple, complex things are the most likely to break, and you don't know which link will go wrong. Back at Lao Bo's house, the two smacked their teeth upstairs, and Lao Bo talked about his understanding of life.

"No wonder you don't have a woman, then we have neither money nor brothers, nor complicated, nor simple, what kind of relationship do we have." Lao Gang looked puzzled.

"Who wants to have sex with you? , I have a lot of women, and all the women in the world are mine. The old man looked disgusted and desperate.

"I still haven't figured out what's going on, can you give me this Qi Jinggong treasure?" It's been more than 20 years since Lao Gang's puberty, and he doesn't mind his friends stealing the women of the world with him.

"That's right, I don't understand what the old horse is talking about, because I haven't read the notes in that file or anything. But when he says that, we have to believe it. Because this is the money relationship, as long as the money has not arrived, he will not do anything to us, but when the money is in hand, or the money does not exist at all, the two of us are very dangerous. We must believe that this treasure exists, and we must let it exist, as long as the old horse believes in one day, we will have one day of safety, and there will be money to take. The old man ran the train with his mouth full of mouth.

"Then I still don't understand, if we just go on a treasure hunt, why are we looking for the four sacred mountains?" Lao Gang is still competitive.

"The four sacred mountains are just the names of a direction, and each mountain has a guardian beast, and we just want to find this sacred beast in the mountain." The old man glared, "Listen to me, don't be in a hurry first?" This world is very realistic, but it's not who gives YY in the cool text. Divine beasts do not exist in your and my world, but if someone really designs the location of the treasure according to the four directions, then the location of the four divine beasts will definitely leave clues to the treasure. ”

"The ancients wouldn't be so stupid, wouldn't they hide the treasure and leave clues for us to find? Again, this is not a game. "Lao Gang thought it was ridiculous.

"Of course, the ancients were not stupid, not only were they not stupid, but they also had more faith than us. They believe that there are gods who are three feet above their heads, do we believe it? We don't believe anything. Therefore, they will design a set of feng shui to protect their possessions. Qi Jinggong wanted the divine beast to help take care of his treasures, and wanted to keep these treasures for himself forever. The old man laughed, "Of course, there were no good things at that time, those jade and jade stones, the color was very average." I wonder if all these things he hid were worth a few dollars? However, if we really find Qi Jinggong's treasure, don't say it, this can be sold as a whole. Find a big buyer, even the mystery of the four sacred mountains or something, package and sell it together, and you will definitely make a lot of money. I guess the old horse thinks the same way. ”

"If you are a god beast, the Xuanwu we are looking for is a turtle-like thing? Then why don't we just get one for them to give them an errand? Lao Gang said.

"Good idea, but you also have to tell them where to find this thing, and finally we'll have to use that location to calculate the coordinates of the treasure. If our data is wrong, the whole thing is wrong. Lao Bo agrees with Lao Gang's behavior of wanting to be lazy all the time, but he also feels a little worried.

"These thieves and bones, they all do this, they don't look for it, and even if they do, they don't tell the real location, how can they find the treasure?" Lao Gang said.

"Isn't that a neurosis? You can try it once, but it will immediately verify that it is a fake message. Of the three groups, we were the only ones who weren't controlled by the old horse. That is, the remaining two groups will tell the truth. Only the two of us have the space and ability to tell lies, isn't this self-inflicted ugliness? Don't waste any of these brains, our main energy now is to find the location of the Xuanwu Divine Beast first. "The old man stood in front of the window, the night was low, and the rain was falling under the street lamp. Montenegro, twilight rain, hey! How many secrets does this small city have?

"Hey, old man Ma, I'm bored. If you let us explore Montenegro, you have to give us some hints, let's cover our heads how to find it? After Lao Gang left, Lao Bo dialed Ma Shuzhu's mobile phone.

"In this way, I have already asked Erhu to make a copy of the file, and it is estimated that after the copy is completed, he will send it to you soon. There is a Boshan County Chronicle in those files, and there is a poem in it, which I think is very important, I will send it to you immediately, and you will study it first. We'll meet tomorrow to talk about it. Ma Shuzhu didn't wait for Lao Bo to post, and then hung up the phone.

Soon, I received a text message on my phone:

Eight Views of Yan Shen

The black mountain rain and geese fly obliquely, and the Emei Qinglan cries crows.

Filial piety clarifies the widow, and the sunny slope surrounds the green near the house.

The snow in Yushan is cloudy, and the fairy cave hides early flowers in spring.

The site of the high wind in the autumn valley is in, and the pearl spring is printed in the moon to brew new tea.

I'm surprised! There really is such a thing! As soon as I thought of Montenegro, it was raining at dusk in the middle of the night outside. It's too coincidental, it's too evil.

Yan Shen Eight Views is not a secret, if you want, you can even search for it casually from Baidu.

Yan Shen is the ancient name of Boshan, before the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Boshan did not have a county, named Yanshen Town, under the jurisdiction of Yidu County, Qingzhou Prefecture. Although he doesn't know where all of them are, most of them, just by looking at the words, can understand eight or nine points. For example, the first sentence of the black mountain twilight rain, this is one of the sacred mountains that I am looking for. Xiaoshui refers to the filial piety river that passes through the city of Boshan, which is the origin of the legend of Yanshen. Yushan refers to Yuwang Mountain, which he often goes to. Autumn Valley High Wind is the villa of the great poet Zhao Zhixin of the Qing Dynasty.

With the crisp sound of "ding dong", someone in the commissary downstairs rang the doorbell. Lao Bo hurriedly ran downstairs, and said as he ran, "Mom, you don't have to worry about it, I'll take a look." ”

"It's not early, and in a while, I'll go to the door if it's okay." Lao Bo's mother lives in the north room on the first floor and tells Lao Bo to close early.

The commissary of the old stuffy house is a window in the south house facing West Gen Road Street, and the wooden plank on the outside is put down, and the inside is locked, even if the door is closed. It's only 8 o'clock in the evening, and the old stuffy usually doesn't rest early, and there are still a lot of double eleven couriers that haven't been delivered. At this time, there may be a courier to entrust the collection.

But this time it's not the courier, it's the second tiger who came.

Seeing the two tigers, the old man wanted to laugh, and the old horse said that the brothers might as well change their names to the big dog and the two dogs, and if the two tigers were renamed the two dogs, they might become Internet celebrities.

Erhu handed in a brown paper bag, and Lao Bo handed out a box of cigarettes. "Dude, it's hard work."

Erhu took the cigarette, looked at it, threw it back, turned around and opened the car door, took out a pack of soft Chinese, took out a cigarette, and lit it. nodded at the old man with a dark face, so that people couldn't tell if it was reconciliation or if I remembered you.

"This is the most expensive cigarette in my small shop." Lao Bo stopped talking, reached out and put in the bracket supporting the door panel, and slowly closed his shop.

Since childhood, this small shop has been a subsidy for the old boring family's life, and it is a stable source no matter when. Boshan, a small city, earns a thousand children and eight hundred a month at a consumption level, which is not much, but it is enough for a family to maintain their lives.

Lao Bo opened the string that tied the brown paper bag, and the two thick stacks of documents were revealed. One is Lao Ma's notes back then, and the other is the Boshan County Chronicle printed by the Boshan Sanyoutang Lithographic Bureau. This Sanyoutang Lithographic Bureau has been in existence since the Ming and Qing dynasties, and until the liberation, there have been books published. However, after liberation, the bookstore disappeared.

Lao Bo found the location of the poem "Eight Scenes of Yan Shen" under the catalog of "Monuments", it seems that this Eight Views of Yan Shen must imply the direction of Kanyu, not just a simple record of eight different scenes.

The next day, Lao Bo found Lao Ma and told him what he thought.

"Don't blow it, what an ancient position. If you look at this sentence, you will understand: Akiya Gaofeng Xian is here. What does that mean? Lao Ma smiled, "Although I am from Boshan, Zhao Zhixin, the most famous poet in Boshan, still knows that a place where Qing Dynasty people live has become a virtuous site, which shows that the period when this poem was written was too late." ”

"Old man Ma, you only know one thing, but you don't know the other. Zhao Zhixin's villa, Qiugu, as far as I know, at least one other celebrity has lived. This person is Fan Zhongyan, who is worried about the world first, and happy after the world. Fan Zhongyan's mother, Xie Shi, was a native of Boshan, and Fan Zhongyan lived in Qiukou, Yanshen Town, which is now Qiugu, when he was 9 years old. Fan Zhongyan also went to school in Qiukou and did not leave until he was 15 years old. "Lao Bo said that there is a Fan Gong Ancestral Hall in Qiugu, just west of Zhao Zhixin's villa, and next to it, there is a stone bridge, called Houle Bridge. In the past, every summer, the rain was abundant, and the water on the bridge and the people walking under the bridge became a local wonder in Boshan.

"I recently checked the God of Directions, if the Green Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu are all there, the Eight Views of Yan Shen that you told me should correspond to these four directions. Maybe, I mean maybe," the old man rubbed his eyes that had just stayed up all night, "The black mountain twilight rain and geese flying obliquely, it is the eight proverbs and eight local scenery that the Boshan people have summed up according to some abnormal phenomena here after Qi Jinggong, I think the thousands of years of observation of the local ancestors in Boshan may have revealed the location of the divine beast set up by Qi Jinggong." ”