Chapter 4: The Broken Land

At home at night, I chatted with Lao Song about today's events, and if I want to talk about what Wu Tian said today, I really don't know the bottom in my heart.

An heirloom? This isn't a movie!

"Old Song, do you think what that person said is true or false?" With a cigarette in my mouth, I looked at Lao Song and asked.

Hearing me ask, Lao Song thought for a while and shook his head: "It's really uncertain, isn't that grandson going to bring something tomorrow, just take a look at it then." ”

When I thought about it, I was right, anyway, it's a mule or a horse, let's take it out and slip around.

The next day, my father got up earlier than us, and rushed to open the store first, so I had breakfast with Lao Song and went straight to the antique shop.

By the time we arrived, Wu Tian had already arrived at the store with a box and was waiting for us.

"Good morning!" I walked into the store with Lao Song and greeted Wu Tian with a smile.

Seeing that we had arrived, he said excitedly: "Good morning, you two, I have brought something, let's take a look together!" ”

Approaching the back room, Dad turned on the light, Wu Tian took out the box, opened the box and put it on the table.

This box should be a modern antique box, engraved with four elephant patterns, the whole body is white, the most special place is that the green dragon in the four elephants is black, and the eyes are drawn by a red pen, so that people can feel a evil aura coming to their faces at a glance. But we didn't think much of it at the time, and our attention was focused on the box, which contained something like paper, boxy, not very big, just enough to occupy the area of the box.

When we saw it, we were almost speechless in shock.

Does this thing have a yarn?

There is nothing on this paper, it is no different from white paper, the paper is dark yellow, it looks very old, at least it is definitely not a modern thing.

"That, Wu Tian, take the liberty of asking a question." Old Song turned his face to Wu Tian and said. Wu Tian heard Lao Song call him, and said with a smile: "Brother Song, you can call me the third son, my family calls me that, what questions do you have." ”

"Sanzi, you don't have anything on it, this is the clue of the baby?"

Seeing Lao Song ask, the third son smiled and poured the water in the cup on the paper, and after a while, lines of text and a few pictures appeared on the paper at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ouch! Raiders of the Lost Ark! Lao Song looked excited.

"Get out, I'm annoyed when I see you poor!" Dad turned his face and scolded.

I ignored Lao Song and stepped forward to take a closer look at the picture. I saw two small paintings painted on this picture, the first was an ancient tower, and the second was a statue, this statue was dressed in armor, holding a knife in his hand, and the appearance of his face was not clear.

There are a few words written under these two paintings, and under the ancient tower is written: "Wanfeng Forest, nine-storied pagoda, white jade bones, human face sand, if you climb to the top of the tower and ask the heavens, everything in the world is like a picture." ”

The text under the statue reads: "For the Buddha is the devil and the devil is also a waste, and in this life the Buddha is the devil in the world." There are also people who build temples for demons, but what if they are not for Buddhas. In the middle of the Dushan Mountain, the Rakshasa Temple. Evil monastery, nine secluded halls. ”

I was about to look down when I suddenly found that the rest of the place was not clear, except for these two pictures and a few words, the rest of the picture has been fragmented, take a closer look, this picture turned out to be put together, the rest of the place has been destroyed by time, not even a hair left. How do you find such a clue?

"Sanzi, this picture is the clue? It's not all there! How to find it? I asked with a depressed expression. Hearing me ask, he also smiled bitterly: "Fanzi, I don't know this, my master left this picture at the beginning, it has always been like this piece and pieces, and I can't help it, so we can only think of a way together!" ”

The four of us sat in the back room and studied all morning, but we still didn't see anything. It seems that this is really not easy to make money, not only do you have to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts, but also his uncle can play charades and puzzles.

"Let's go, let's go, this thing will be studied slowly, let's go eat first." Dad got up and said, I took out my phone and looked, the time was almost up, it was time to eat. patted the third son on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's go to dinner first." Seeing that the research for a long time was fruitless, the third son could only go to dinner with us with a depressed face.

The business of the small restaurant is still so prosperous, and the people who come and go are called more than one, and the four of us searched for a long time to find a place against the wall inside.

"Waiter, order!" Old Song stretched out his hand and shouted.

"Hello sir, what would I like to eat?" A waitress walked over with a smile on her face.

"I want that protein, five times more nutritious than beef, remove the head and chrysanthemum, crunchy, chicken flavor!" Lao Song looked calm.

"That gentleman, we're not a wilderness survival film crew here, there's really no such thing," the waiter's smile began to stiffen.

"This can be had!" Lao Song looked displeased.

"This really isn't it," the corners of the waitress's mouth began to twitch slightly.

"Grass your uncle! Shut up! Dad yelled at Lao Song: "If you don't say a few words, you'll die!" ”

Seeing that Lao Song was criticized, I smiled slightly, calmly began to order food at the waiter, and the third son looked at Lao Song and his father with a surprised expression.

"Third son, just get used to it, Lao Song just owes it, and if you don't get scolded, you won't be comfortable!" I smiled, and the third son nodded stiffly: "Sure enough, those who know Taoism are not ordinary people, but I have seen it today." ”

Hearing that the third son understood it so quickly, I nodded with relief, and before I could speak, Lao Song said: "Yes!" We are not ordinary people, such as me, a man with the same nickname as the wind, I have Guanxi's face, Schwarzenegger's figure, Zhang Tianshi's Taoism and Bei Ye's stomach, can this be an ordinary person? ”

"Old Song, can you have a face?" I covered my face in pain and couldn't bear to look at the appearance of old Song Dese.

"I'm an honest person, I've always had something to say, don't mind!" Lao Song looked proud.

When we were having a good meal, we suddenly found that the female waitresses around us were staring at the three sons, no way, who made people handsome?

There are four of us, my father is a lewd uncle, Lao Song is a lewd young man, I am very ordinary, standard public face, and I can't be found if I am thrown into the pile. The third son is very good-looking, and he is very angry.

Speaking of looks, my dad once complained to my mom.

"Who do you say Xiaofan is like, why didn't he inherit my handsome appearance?" Dad said with a depressed face. I almost didn't laugh when I heard my dad next to me, I want to look like an uncle like you and so obscene, how can I mix it up?

After eating, a few of us walked back to the antique shop, looking at the ancient picture in a daze, this treasure is really not easy to find.

"Anyway, I can't find the treasure, so let's just sell this ancient picture and make some money!" Old Song didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he had bad ideas.

"Get out!" The three of us turned our faces to him and yelled.