If it weren't for Pudding, none of us would have noticed the white-clothed paper man, yes, Pudding was right, even the "thirteen-story stupa" was burned down in this fire, but how could this little paper figure have nothing to do at all? Isn't that weird?

We gathered around the paper man, looking back and forth, I tried to touch it with my hands, but I didn't think there was anything unusual, isn't this just a paper figure tied with oiled paper?

The old man yelled at me: "Third child, borrow a fire!" ”

I nodded, pulled a lighter out of my pocket, and handed it to the old fellow. The old man took the lighter, pointed the flame at the arm of the white-clothed paper man and tried to burn it, but it didn't burn for a long time, this fucking evil door, how could this paper man not burn?

The old man looked at the white-clothed paper man, and muttered to himself in confusion: "I haven't heard of this kind of craft in ancient times, even the dragon robe of the emperor Lao'er can't be fireproof, what the hell is this?" ”

Zhou Boren thought for a while and said: "That's it, let's take this thing back to the institute, there is a large laboratory in the institute, put this paper figure into the equipment to do a biological analysis, don't you know everything." ”

Feng Erbiao said with a frightened face: "Director, what do you mean...... You don't want me to carry this paper woman back to Beijing, right? ”

Zhou Boren said: "Then according to your Second Master Feng, do you want me to carry it?" ”

Feng Erbiao choked half to death, and sighed helplessly: "Alas, the official level crushes people to death, you rest, you rest, I can carry it, right?" In short, you remember, I, Feng Erbiao, am also a member of the Institute of Unsolved Mysteries, so according to the movie, we can be regarded as an agent. If one day an excellent agent like me quit his job and change his career to go to the song hall with Mo Laosan to sell his ass, it will be for you! ”

I said angrily: "You two are arguing, what are you talking about me?" When the fuck did I go to a song hall and sell my ass? ”

The old man sat cross-legged on the ground, pinching his fingers and calculating something, looking dignified, he closed his eyes and said to us lightly: "Okay, okay, don't talk about calves, talk about some serious things." He opened his eyes slightly, and said in a gloomy tone: "The humidity in the air has changed, if my calculation is correct, there will be a downpour in the mountains, the fastest one or two hours, the slowest four or five hours, I am not a weather forecast, I can only use the local method passed down from my ancestors to calculate an approximation." ”

I asked the old man, "What do you mean?" ”

The old man said, "Before we leave, we must restore this place to its original state, and fill this lake with water again." Filling the soil is easier than digging the soil, we have to hurry up before the heavy rain comes, we have to quickly plug the drainage ditch that we dug up, so that the tomb of Zi Buyu will be permanently sealed in the quagmire at the bottom of the lake, if you ignore it, just pat your ass and leave, then the secret here will be known to the outside world sooner or later, which is very unfavorable for us. ”

Zhou Boren nodded: "You're right, then do what you want." ”

The old man is skinny, but he is indeed very capable, he looks very aggressive, but in fact he is as careful as a needle, he always looks at the pattern of problems more far-reaching than the rest of us, from some levels, not to mention a few of us young people, even Zhou Boren, who is the director of the Institute of Unsolved Mysteries, cannot be compared with him. No wonder Lao Linlu's last words before he died were: "Go find the old man, without him to help you, you can't find the living dead jade." "Through this trip to Qinling, I finally confirmed that Lao Lu's words were right, only with the help of the old man can I find the living dead jade.

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When our group came to the side of the drainage ditch, I took a look at it and couldn't help but scold my mother: "Feng Erbiao, you are really a dead eye, you deserve to work hard all your life, you said that you kid is okay to dig this ditch so deeply, why are you doing digging this ditch?" Raising soft-shelled turtles? ”

Feng Erbiao's face was blue and purple, and he muttered in a low voice, "That...... Then when I dig, no one told me that I had to fill it in when I was done, how do I know! ”

Zhou Boren said: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, leave some strength to fill the soil." ”

The six of us took shovels, shovels and shovels to fill the ditch with soil, and worked for more than two hours, watching the sky get darker and darker, and huge dark clouds gradually gathered in the area of Cuomei Peak. The old man was right, it was going to rain in the mountains, and looking at this scene, it must be a majestic rain.

Fortunately, it was much easier to fill in the soil than to dig it, and after a while, we blocked the "upper mouth" of the drainage canal, so that when the heavy rain came, the small lake with the hidden "thirteen-story pagoda" would once again be filled with water and return to its original appearance......

After all this, we did not delay for a moment, packed our bags, formed a long line, and walked forward in the dark and rainy night, our return journey was far more difficult than when we came, and the next day, we slept in a cave. On the third day, we spent the night in a small mountain village called "Yaliba" under Cuomei Peak, these villagers looked more simple than my ex-girlfriend who sold Amway, but in fact, they were not simple at all, six of us lived for one night, these bastards actually counted money according to the head, 360 yuan per person, and kept saying "Long live the great unity of the 56 nationalities", your grandma, long live the great unity, you still collect so much money? I was so angry that I almost vomited blood. But it's no problem, it's raining again in this winter, and if we don't find a warm place to rest, our group will not starve to death, but all of us will freeze to death.

On the fourth day, we followed the instructions on the map, came to the "Yongzhong Sangzhu Temple" in the Gannan area, not to mention, the monks are still quite righteous, not to mention compassion, but at least the people are not black, the money should be collected, but will not sit on the ground to start the price, we ate some butter glutinous rice in the temple at noon, and after eating a short rest, and then continue to hurry.

For the next six days, we switched from an ox cart to a tractor, then bread, a small truck, a minibus, and a medium bus. This way, it's basically the same as Xu Zheng and Wang Baoqiang's "People in Embarrassment", I'm okay, anyway, no matter where I go, as long as I have a cigarette, I can't die. The most unhappy thing is Feng Erbiao, he carried the terrifying white-clothed paper man on his back all the way, although it was covered with a cloth, but eating and sleeping with this thing was really terrifying.

After ten full days of traveling, we returned to the inn in Wangyang, where Zhou Boren's BMW was parked, and we had to go and get it back. After more than a month of traveling to Qinling, when they looked back at this place, everyone couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. This is where it all started and where it all ended.

Qinling, goodbye......

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