Things were getting more and more complicated, and I couldn't understand it, and I stared at the fragment, and I had an indescribable feeling that spread through my heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Can you give me this scrap and photo?" After a long time, I spoke, hoping that Xiao Qi would give me these two things.

"No way!" He refused directly, there was no room for negotiation, and his resolute reaction made me a little strange.

"Why?"

"Because my father told me before he died, behind this photo and fragments, there is a clue to a treasure hidden, and that's why." Xiao Qi is not as simple as he appears, he knows a lot of things, which made me refresh my previous opinion of him again.

He hides very deeply, not just as simple as an ordinary fisherman, who can be bitten by rhubarb, and who is calm and calm, is rare, I know the terrifying bite force of rhubarb.

"Tell me what do you want?"

"Lingyu Treasure Crate!" He put forward the conditions, and I shook suddenly, this is something that exists in the ancestral ancestral hall of the Ding family, and it is also the weight of the conditions that Ding Nianci put forward to me before.

"Who the hell are you!" I was shocked and very skeptical of Xiao Qi's identity as a fisherman.

"What's wrong with you? Talk to oneself? Xiao Qi looked at me blankly, my back was soaked with cold sweat, but I found that there was something unreasonable.

"Why did you say that to me just now, and how did you know about the Lingyu Treasure Crate?" I asked sharply, and he looked innocent and couldn't understand what I was saying.

I realized something, the Yanxin jade seal was glowing, crystal clear, and it controlled my mind, so much so that I hallucinated.

Airplanes!

The Great Thunder Bow trembled, the bowstring shook violently, and I watched this scene in amazement, the crystal skull the size of a thumb (Yanxin Jade Seal) was strangely adhered to the bowstring.

This kind of supernatural power is too otherworldly, Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, thinking that I was playing tricks.

"Ahem, I'm ugly." I was embarrassed to hide it, not wanting Xiao Qi to discover the existence of Yanxin Jade Seal.

I always felt a little weird, so I asked Xiao Qi this time. What I said just now, he looked at me with some suspicion and said slowly, "I'm not old, I'm quite forgetful, I vaguely heard you staring at that crumpled piece of paper, saying that this fragment is related to the Lingyu treasure box!" ”

I was taken aback, and set my eyes on Yanxin Yuxi, I always felt that it had an evil power, controlling me, and the feeling was very hazy and vague, half-truth, but it really affected me.

"Are you stunned? How did it get weird? ”

"It's fine, I just didn't sleep well last night."

"I can see that you are interested in this photo and the fragments, I can give it to you, but you have to promise me one condition, I will send you to the Fulong Lake Wharf, you go to the wharf to find a waste collector, a few years older than you called Guo Feng, you give this thing to him, when the time comes, I think the whereabouts of these things, you will roughly know." Xiao Qi took out a whistle made of bullet casings from his neck and handed it to me for me to pass it to Guo Feng.

The two of us tacitly knew each other, Xiao Qi rowed a boat to send me to the pier, during which Niuniu cried several times, I was a little helpless, after all, a short day together, I found that it was really time to part, and there was still some reluctance in Niuniu's heart, I told her that I would meet again if I was fated, and she nodded as if she didn't understand.

……

The Fulong Lake Wharf is very large, and there are many docked ships around, compared to Xiao Qi's small boat, it is a little unsightly compared to them.

"I'll send it to you, remember that you must hand over the whistle to Guo Feng yourself, he knows what to do!" After explaining this, Xiao Qi swung the sculls of the boat and slowly disappeared from my sight.

I took the rhubarb ashore and stood on the pier, staring at the rough waters of Fulong Lake, and somehow there was a strange feeling in my heart, the boats coming and going, almost in the opposite direction, but around this horizontal line.

The unobstructed view of the lake made me feel refreshed, but I didn't have the heart to enjoy it, looking at the whistle made of bullets in my hand, I was looking forward to whether this person named Guo Feng could have something that made my trip worthwhile.

When I went ashore, the people around me looked at me strangely. It makes me feel awkward, and I can't blame them, I'm dressed too strangely, with a big black bow behind me and a big yellow dog in front of me.

"Come on, come on, just out of the pot!"

"Authentic Hangzhou is called Hua Chicken, and it is sold cheaply!"

The sound of selling one after another echoed in my ears, this is the snack street of the pier, all kinds of delicacies, smelling the fragrance wafting, I swallowed my saliva, resisted the temptation of food, and wanted to escape from here.

The rhubarb was gone, Harazi flowed all over the ground, barked at me, said that he would not leave, I had no choice, took out Xiao Qi to give me funds, took out a five-point one, and bought a few meatloaf to feed to Rhubarb.

"Beer bottles, beer cans, beverage bottles, plastic bags, recycling old furniture, old clocks..."

I followed the sound and saw that it was a man pedaling a tricycle, wearing a dogskin hat unique to Northeast China, and his face was full of stubble, which added a bit of gangsterism to his thin cheeks.

I blew my whistle in anticipation of a reaction, but it backfired, probably too far away, the whistle didn't travel far enough, he didn't hear it, he pedaled the tricycle around a corner and disappeared.

"Rhubarb chases after you!" I patted Rhubarb on the neck and motioned for him to chase after him, but Rhubarb was unmoved, wagging his tail and looking at me.

I took a breath of cold air and rubbed my hands, it was too difficult to find someone at the Fulong Lake Wharf in the early winter morning, not to mention that I was not familiar with the people here.

"Jingle bells...", every scrap collector will install a bell in his handlebar, "Boy tell me honestly where this whistle came from!" ”

He appeared behind me, his face like a knife, and he exuded a rich ruffian, which made people stay away.

"It was given to me by an old man!" I watched the changes on Guo Feng's face and responded slowly.

"This is not the place to talk, you come with me." I hesitated for a few seconds, got into his tricycle, and bumped all the way to a low tiled house.

This is supposed to be Guo Feng's foothold here, a crumbling wooden house with a small size but too many things, a clock close to scrapping, a mountain of beer bottles, and a stack of old newspapers.

The place is very messy, but there are only a few square meters, and it looks like it, sleeping here, and usually turning over, it is difficult.