Chapter 3 People die for money

As soon as Ann entered the mountain. Well, this monster is a human being, and at this time he is pouting his ass and his head is stuck in the box and turning around. He was so angry in his heart, and the "ass" in front of him made him fall into the pit, and he went here to dig a grave. The stick in his hand tightened, and he took a beating on his ass with a light step.

"Grandma, look at Lao Tzu beating you to death, you tomb robber who kills a thousand knives, digging people's graves is detrimental to yin morality, don't run, stop." He was beating and scolding, and the man ran in circles around the stone room with his buttocks covered. The man was a little tired, and when he turned around, An Qishan was stunned. Isn't this Zhang Baoqing, okay, this is a dilemma in my heart, I have been with people for half a year who are tomb robbers, and they only know the tomb robbers who destroy.

The two of them just looked at each other like this, An Qishan was a person with a donkey's temper, and it was impossible for him to speak first. After all, after getting along for half a year, Zhang Baoqing naturally knew his temperament and opened his mouth first.

"I ...... I shouldn't lie to you, but my identity as a Taoist priest is real, you know the mountain movers. ”

An Qishan's eyes stared at him, his heart had become a mess, tomb robbers would be spurned in any era, everyone shouted and beat him, and he had saved himself, and now he really didn't know how to face him. Listening to Zhang Baoqing's babbling explanation, he also understood in his heart that Zhang Baoqing regarded himself as a real friend.

An Qishan said with a cold face: "Don't do it this time, let's collect antiques in the countryside in the future, and then take out *** You tomb robbery is much more at ease." At this time, he had a trace of mustard for Zhang Baoqing in his heart, the so-called Tao is not the same, but what should be said must be said.

"I grew up in a poor family, and countless people in our village starved to death, and I was just fifteen years old at that time......"

Zhang Baoqing's life experience is miserable enough, the harvest in Changsha that year was not good, the two devils who were killed by God went to the village to urge food, and more than 30 people in the village left the rations for the winter, and the grain was still 300 catties away, even if the winter rations were taken out, it was not enough, and the seeds for the coming year could never be taken out. The village chief and a few people summed up, and everyone gathered a few pieces of ocean, intending to bribe and bribe the chief of the two devils. But no one thought that the second devil who killed this day took the money, and turning his face was faster than turning a book. "You give me money, it's better to get enough food, the imperial army can speak, don't blame us for being ruthless if you can't hand it over." After speaking, the two devils gave an order, searched house by house, robbed and smashed, and the people wanted to protect the only remaining rations, so they were inevitably beaten. Zhang Baoqing's father was beaten to death in front of his eyes, he was scared at that time, he was really afraid, in the past, these two devils had no positive smiling faces, but at this moment their faces were full of murderous energy.

This winter has really not been sold, and even next year's seeds have been snatched up, and the village is crying. The first light snow in winter instantly turned into water when it fell on the ground, and Zhang Baoqing's family was already hungry. The family is an authentic farmer, how can there be any other income, only the third uncle in this family has gone out, and there is no letter until now. There are all kinds of rumors about the third uncle, saying that he died, stole chickens and dogs outside (he did stealing when he was in the village), and became a rich man who left this group of poor relatives behind...... None of these claims are credible.

In the middle of winter, the third uncle came back and became a lifesaver for the whole family. Dressed well, a little more luxurious than the landlord's old wealth on the village, the third uncle said that he followed the big boss outside, and he gave him a good job, so he was promoted. The old people and children in the family gathered together (seven aunts and eight aunts) to make dishes of the pork and small roast that the third uncle brought back, and several families gathered some grain to cook in the pot. Zhang Baoqing's family had no food at this time, but the third uncle couldn't go back and didn't go, and he was looked down upon by the whole family again, and he went here to eat white food.

The third uncle said in a round game: "It's all a family, just let the people come, everyone take a seat." ”

The third uncle has no father or mother since he was a child, and his grandmother doesn't love his uncle or uncle. That was when Zhang Baoqing was still young, he only knew that the third uncle often came to eat and drink, and if he didn't come for a day, he would let him call, at that time, no matter whether the family rations were enough or not, there would be a share of the third uncle, and in this way, the third uncle who did not entertain him became a frequent visitor to his house. The third uncle can say this, which means that he still remembers the friendship of the year.

Later, Zhang Baoqing's mother took the third uncle's hand and begged him to take his son out, his father died early, don't let him starve to death here. As soon as these words came out, he cried like a tearful man. The third uncle couldn't refuse, so he told them: "No matter what I do, you agree to let Baoqing follow me." ”

Zhang Baoqing's mother saw that the third uncle was relieved, and quickly touched her tears and said: "As long as there is food, he will not die of hunger." ”

After a while, the third uncle took Zhang Baoqing away, and Zhang Baoqing followed the third uncle every day to learn his every move. From the first time he went to the tomb, he knew that the third uncle was a "tomb robber". The stolen treasures were sold to the gringos at a low price, and they were free to eat and drink. After robbing the tomb for so many years, I have encountered a lot of strange things, although I have never entered the tomb, but the third uncle was still killed by his carelessness. When the coffin was opened to hunt for treasure, Zongzi grabbed his arm, and cut the Zongzi with a knife, his face turned purple when he came out of the tomb, and his whole arm was pitch black, and the third uncle told Zhang Baoqing to let him go, he couldn't live tonight.

After listening to the story he told, An Qishan patted him on the shoulder, he had experienced it in that era, and he knew that kind of pain very well. Just urging him to hurry up and get out. Zhang Baoqing understood that after going out of the tomb, most of the two were going to part ways, and this best friend who had followed him for half a year would also leave him.

Then he took his things and went to the main burial chamber, for the way out was under the sarcophagus. Zhang Baoqing said that there was only one way out, and the thief hole he had made was too deep and there was no way to climb out. The two of them had to move the coffin, the two of them finally moved a little, and increased their strength, but they didn't expect the force to be too violent, the sarcophagus turned to the ground, the funeral goods inside were scattered all over the ground, and a female corpse in the coffin also slipped out.

An Qishana saw this meeting, knelt down and kowtowed at that time, and said that he didn't mean it, and please let himself go. Zhang Baoqing saw that these good things were in the coffin, since the death of the third uncle, the coffin has never been opened in the tomb, and he now understands why so many people robbed the tomb and made him so miserable.

Zhang Baoqing picked and chose on the ground, and saw that the female corpse seemed to be holding something in her hand, and she was about to buckle it out when she put on her gloves. Seeing this, An Qishan paid it back, and turned over other people's "beds", and robbed other people's things, which was terrible. Hurriedly grabbed Zhang Baoqing, Zhang Baoqing turned his head in an instant, looked at himself with that kind of look, and felt that he was very strange. An Qishan took a few steps back, and Zhang Baoqing took out the things in the hands of the female corpse, raised them above his head and looked at them carefully. It is a piece of jade and Tian jade, which is fat white, delicate and moisturizing in texture, good oiliness, water head and feet, and almost no impurities.

Zhang Baoqing held this piece of jade, wiped it angrily, and muttered in his mouth: "Get rich, get rich, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking in this life." Looking up at An Qishan, his eyes were a little complicated, and finally he slowly exuded a murderous aura, took out the knife in his bag and forced him step by step.