On the night of Lao Wang's funeral, Zhang Peng had a strange dream.

Much like the previous two dreams, he stood in a mirror in a room and looked out.

The light was dim, and I could barely see the surroundings. The floor is made of red brick with cement joints, typical of the countryside. In the corner of the wall is a large bed, more than a meter above the ground, opposite the bed is an old desk, and then there are two single wooden sofas.

Zhang Peng seems to have been to this place, but he can't remember it for a while.

As he was pondering, the light suddenly lit up, the door opened, and a figure squeezed in. Looking at it, the man was short, thin, about thirty or forty years old, wearing glasses, and his appearance was somewhat familiar. Zhang Peng thought about it carefully, and was suddenly surprised, that person turned out to be Lao Wang, but he was more than ten years younger.

Maybe it was because he had experienced too many things in the past few days, and his heart was much more tolerant, and he quickly regained his composure. Moreover, based on the experience of the last two times, he is not in danger in the mirror.

Looking at it again, Lao Wang's movements are a bit sneaky. Once inside, he glanced out the door a few times, then closed it and plugged in the latch. The room immediately darkened, with only a ray of sunlight shining from the skylight.

Lao Wang's face showed joy, and he took out something wrapped in red cloth from his arms, opened it, and looked at it again.

Because the light was very dim and the distance was a little far, Zhang Peng couldn't see what it was, only that it was a round, silver-gray thing. After looking at it for a while, Lao Wang wrapped it in a red cloth again, then climbed under the bed, and after tinkering for a while, he crawled out, and then the dream ended.

After Zhang Peng woke up, he recalled the dream repeatedly and found that the memory was very clear, and it could even be said that it was not a dream, but an event he experienced.

Combined with the last two dreams, Zhang Peng vaguely felt that he had some kind of mysterious ability, which was related to dreams and mirrors. As the so-called doubts, ask Du Niang. He quickly turned on his computer and searched for information on the Internet.

But after two hours of searching, he didn't find much useful information, and only saw someone mention it on a feng shui forum.

"Hide the mirror in your dreams, peep into the sky, know the past, know the future."

This sentence is mysterious and mysterious.,The ID of the person who replied to the post is called "Mogu Daoren".,Except for the name.,Other information is not filled.。

Zhang Peng typed the question, "What are the specific details of the hidden mirror in the dream, and does the world really have such ability?" Just as he wanted to send it out, his hand suddenly trembled, realizing that if this ability was real, wouldn't he have exposed his identity, so he immediately deleted it, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock at noon, Zhang Peng took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to Ma Jinglei's commissary for lunch.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Peng saw a tall, big, fat and strong figure, blocking the passage, drinking soda. When the other party saw him, he immediately looked happy and said, "Zhang Peng, I was just going up to you." ”

This person is Li Chunsheng, one of Zhang Peng's playmates at the power plant, nicknamed "Fat Cat", and calls himself "Cai Mao". He also runs a commissary at home, and Ma Jinglei is a competitor, but the location is at the gate of the factory.

Despite not being in the same place and being separated by several kilometers, the competition between the two families is fierce. You must know that life in the power plant is relatively closed, and the workers go back and forth between the factory and the living area when they go to and from work, either buying things at Li Chunsheng's house or buying things at Ma Jinglei's house.

Zhang Peng was often sent by Ma Jinglei to investigate, "Xiaopeng, help Auntie go and see what Li Chunsheng's family has been selling recently." So much so that Zhang Peng has to bear the psychological pressure of "betraying friends for glory" from time to time.

In fact, as long as they communicate with the workers and inquire more, it is not difficult to know the situation of their opponents. It's just that Ma Jinglei is thin-skinned and doesn't talk much, so she has to rely on a little spy.

As soon as Zhang Peng wanted to chat with Li Chunsheng, he saw Ma Jinglei sitting behind the cupboard glaring at him, so he said, "Let's go, let's talk outside." Ma Jinglei's meaning is very simple, that is, he wants him to pull the competitor's son away as soon as possible, so as not to leak trade secrets.

So, Zhang Peng once again quietly betrayed his friend......

Last night, Xiao Qiu from the security department sent 500 yuan, and Zhang Peng's wallet bulged. But recalling last night's dream, Lao Wang seems to have hidden some treasure under the bed, and he must go to see it, maybe he will get rich.

Now that Li Chunsheng is back and has a companion, he can't miss the opportunity. He told Li Chunsheng that the old Wang of their company had passed away, and he gave him a dream, saying that there was a treasure buried under the bed and he wanted to give it to him. There is not a word about the part of the mirror in the dream.

After Li Chunsheng heard this, he laughed and said Zhang Peng, how can you believe in feudal superstition. Zhang Peng made a face and said whether you go or not, if you don't go, I'll go by myself. Li Chunsheng had no choice but to say that he would sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman. After Li Chunsheng finished drinking the soda and burped, the two went out of the compound, summoned a taxi on the side of the road, and went straight to Wangjia Village.

When he got off the bus, he hit the meter for more than 100 yuan, and Li Chunsheng couldn't help but shout, "Why don't you take the bus, it's so expensive, it's not good to save it for barbecue and beer at night." ”

"I'll get rich later, why do you care about this hundred yuan." Zhang Peng said.

"You're talking too mysteriously, and you don't know if Lao Wang's thing is worth anything." Li Chunsheng analyzed.

"It doesn't matter if it's worth it or not, anyway, there will be a barbecue to eat and drink beer at night, which is always fine." Zhang Peng said.

"I'm not saving you money." Li Chunsheng smiled.

The two talked as they walked, and twenty minutes later, they came to the courtyard of Lao Wang's house. It's very remote, there are no other houses around, and it's frighteningly quiet. Looking through the fence wall, the gate is covered with the seal of the production company.

Generally speaking, if there is no immediate family member to inherit the homestead house, according to the custom, it is necessary to return to the production community and redistribute it. However, the people in the village are superstitious, and no one dares to come over shortly after Lao Wang died.

The two squatted on the ground and observed for a while, Li Chunsheng hesitated, "If you go in in broad daylight, are you afraid that others will see it?" ”

"If anyone sees it, we say it's a distant relative of Lao Wang." Zhang Peng analyzed, "Lao Wang is a bachelor, and he has no relatives in the village, plus he has been working outside all these years, leaving early and returning late, and he has not had much contact with the people in the village." We say it's a distant relative, and most of the others can't be sure. ”

"Then what are you hesitating about, do it." Li Chunsheng said.

Zhang Peng nodded, entered the courtyard with Li Chunsheng, and picked up the burning stick that fell at the door that day. When Li Chunsheng saw him holding a weapon, he also picked up a hoe leaning against the wall.

Gently opening the seal, Li Chunsheng took the lead, pushed open the door and walked in.

The patio was silent, only the sound of the door opening echoed. Zhang Peng followed behind and closed the door lightly.

"Where?" Li Chunsheng turned around and asked. Zhang Peng pointed to the side house on the east side. The door was also sealed, and a large brand new lock was locked.

Li Chunsheng cast an inquiring gaze, and if he wanted to smash it open, it would inevitably cause a lot of movement.

Zhang Peng paced through the patio, first at the window above, the iron bars were rusty and didn't look very hard, and then at the barrels and ropes on the side of the well, and finally made a decision.

He untied the well rope, and then let Li Chunsheng hold it underneath and tie it to the iron bar. Then, the two of them went one after the other, desperately pulling the well rope.

Li Chunsheng is nearly 1.8 meters tall and weighs more than 200 pounds. I saw him carrying the well rope on his back, leaning forward, shouting, and suddenly exerting force.

The iron bar deformed little by little, and finally with a "bang", it was pulled out. The two of them lightened and fell forward at the same time.

The noise was not loud, and the two continued to tear down the window. After about half an hour, all the bars were pulled out. Li Chunsheng brought a large water tank from the courtyard, and the two of them stood on the edge of the tank and climbed in through the window in turn.

The room was dimly lit, two flashlights shone through, and the wardrobe, wooden sofa, desk, and big bed were exactly what Zhang Peng saw in his dream, but they were much older. It can be seen that the scene he saw in his dream was more than ten years ago.

There is a large mirror on the wardrobe, the mirror is corrupted and mottled, and only a human figure can be faintly seen.

The room was small and you could see it at a glance. The two of them crouched down and shone under the bed. It was dusty, hung with spider silk, and empty.

The two glanced at each other, Zhang Peng grinned, and Li Chunsheng immediately rolled his eyes, lay down, and climbed in while tapping the floor tiles with his fingers.

"Wow...... Wow...... Wow...... Wow...... Knock Knock...... Wow...... Wow......"

It didn't take long for Li Chunsheng to knock on a hollow floor tile, fumbled through the gap, and lifted it. There was an iron box inside, about the size of two palms. Li Chunsheng took it out and covered the floor tiles again.

"It's here." "Let's go!"

The two immediately climbed out of the window, went out the door, and quickly walked towards the outside of the village.

More than 20 minutes later, the two left Wangjia Village, found a secluded place, and opened the tin box to check.

There are a few old and yellowed celebrity photos on the face, all of which are the kind of choppy and swimsuit-wearing. It seems that Lao Wang used it to masturbate, so he picked it up and threw it away. Then there were more than a dozen red tickets, Zhang Peng counted them, and there were fifteen. This old king is also a poor man, poor enough.

Finally, below is the thing wrapped in the red cloth. When I opened it, it was a large silver dollar with a diameter of ten centimeters, and it was heavy to start. When you look at it, there is a sailboat printed on it, the sea and the sun below, three small birds flying above, and a half-bald old man on the back.

"Three sailing birds, worth tens of thousands of dollars!" Li Chunsheng shouted.

"Shhhh Zhang Peng also saw it, looked left and right, and reminded.

"Hurry up to the city and sell it, big / treasure / sword at night." Li Chunsheng lowered his voice and said excitedly.

"Okay." Zhang Peng simply nodded.

Afterwards, the two waited for a passing taxi and headed towards the antique street in Nanshi.