The second uncle sat on the chair and drank two sips of wine, and was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses and asked me, "Xiaorui, this old man, have you seen it?" ”

"I haven't seen it." I shook my head and nodded, "But I do feel familiar, and the voice of his voice, and his footwork, I think I have seen it somewhere." I just can't remember. ”

"His body style reminds me of the sword technique in the "Hunyuan Sword Sutra". The second uncle seemed to be talking to himself.

"Hun Yuan Sword Sutra?" I looked at the second uncle: "What kind of swordsmanship is this?" ”

"This "Hun Yuan Sword Sutra" is a Taoist sword immortal cultivation classic at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, which records the principles of swordsmanship-exercises, as well as the way of practice." The second uncle explained: "This set of sword scriptures recorded in the practice method, the sword is light, the footwork is like a fairy, which also records a kind of footwork, which is called 'flying step', this kind of footwork and swordsmanship combined, the swordsmanship is ethereal and chic, the movement is smooth, like dancing, but it is also fatal, the combination of the two, can make many sword moves with a fight, although this scripture does not seem to be obscure, but to practice well, but it is not easy. ”

"Are there really classics like the Sword Sutra? I thought it was only available in movies! As I was talking, there was a knock on the door, and there was a delivery of ayu stewed eggplant from the restaurant opposite.

"Eat!" The second uncle smelled the aroma, suddenly came back to his senses, ran to the kitchen to wash his hands, take the dishes and chopsticks, and did it in one go.

I shrugged my shoulders speechlessly, the second uncle, no matter when, as long as he can drink and eat, even if the sky falls, his face will not change.

"By the way, Second Uncle, according to what you mean, this old man is practicing the "Hunyuan Sword Sutra"?" I washed my hands, sat down opposite my second uncle and asked.

"I don't know." The second uncle shook his head: "If you just look at the footwork, it's very similar." Seriously, there are too few people who really practice kung fu now, most people practice for a few years when they are young, and then go to various competitions or go to movies, there are almost no people who can settle down to practice traditional martial arts, and a lot of kung fu has been lost, but this old man still has two brushes! You said you felt familiar, think about it, where have you seen it! ”

"I can't think of it." I took a piece of fish meat and stuffed it into my mouth: "I'm a person, I still remember people's faces very accurately, I really haven't seen this person, but his voice and footwork, I should have seen it." ”

The second uncle glanced at me and buried himself in drinking and eating meat.

I suddenly remembered the purple sand silver thread pot and asked, "By the way, second uncle, is that purple sand silver thread pot very valuable?" ”

"Worth the money! But not too much! The second uncle got up and walked to the counter, opened the combination lock, took out the purple sand silver thread pot and handed it to me: "Take a look, can you see the flaws?" ”

I answered and took it, and found that this fist-sized purple clay pot had a strange touch, and there was an indescribable feeling, and the bulging belly was drawn with silver threads, drawing a beautiful irregular pattern, which was very thin and delicate up close.

I remember the old man saying that the silver line was drawn in three parts, that is, there were two fractures in the middle, and I looked at it several times, but I couldn't see where the fracture was.

"I can't see it, I really can't see it." I put the purple sand silver thread pot on the table: "This thing looks very simple, not only the shape is simple, but the shape of the silver thread on it is also very simple, but I really don't see any flaws." ”

"This purple sand silver thread pot is the early work of Shi Peng, the master of the purple sand pot during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, although there is no problem with the process, but as the old man said, the heat is not enough, and the silver thread is broken twice when the silk is drawn, so the value is greatly discounted, now give me 500,000, I will shoot." The second uncle picked up the purple sand silver thread pot as he spoke, and pointed out two breakpoints to me: "These are these two places, when Shi Peng went to these two places, they were broken." ”

"Good girl, why can't I see it......" I took the purple clay pot and looked at it carefully, but I still couldn't see that these two places were very smoothly connected, and I couldn't see that there was any break in the connection again.

"So he is a master, a craftsman on one side, and he is not so fine!" The second uncle said as he reached out and took the purple clay pot back and put it back on the counter.

"I've been tossing and turning for a few days, and I don't think there will be anything more recently." The second uncle smiled bitterly and took a big sip of wine: "To be honest, when you decided to enter this team at the beginning, I was still a little reluctant, but in order to train you, I decided to let you go." It's just that I didn't expect that so many things would slowly lead to it, and now our Gu family is on several boats, no matter which boat sinks, we don't have good fruit to eat. ”

"Then you say this old man, will he be the murderer of these murders?" I guessed.

"No......" The second uncle smiled: "This kind of master, unlike Chai Lao Wu and them, can do everything, if this old man wants to kill someone, just kill it directly, what do you spend so much time on!" ”

Yes, I had no clue about everything, I finished eating, slept well at home in the afternoon, and went to pick up Xiaoxiao from work in the evening, the two of them had dinner outside, watched a movie, and then rushed to Honglou Night Market to shop.

Honglou Night Market is one of the largest night markets in Jinan, and it is also a very beautiful place in my memory, when I was in high school, I often came here with Xiaoxiao to hang out, and then studied in other places, it was difficult to have the opportunity to come again.

Visiting the night market, my hobby is to eat all the snacks in the night market, and Xiaoxiao's hobby is to eat all kinds of fun things in the night market. She especially likes some bottles and cans, all kinds of good-looking boxes and boxes, as long as she sees what she likes, she can't move in place, whether it is practical or not, she has to buy it, even if it is placed at home as a decoration!

The house she rented when she was studying was full of bottles and cans of different shapes and small boxes, which contained all kinds of gadgets, and she always said that this was the way to feel at home.

Honglou Night Market, at half past ten o'clock in the evening, it is difficult for me to imagine before, a provincial capital, a city with a rich nightlife, but will be attracted by a huge night market, at half past ten in the evening, it seems that half of the people in Jinan who spend the night have come here, bustling, crowded.

I formed a habit with Xiaoxiao, visiting this kind of night market, the two of them walking side by side is very space-consuming, can only go one after the other, she is shopping for things in front, I follow behind to eat all kinds of snacks, and when she finishes shopping, I just finished eating, she turned around and stuffed things into my hands, and pulled me out of the crowd to go home.

This time it's still the same, I followed Xiaoxiao closely with two skewers of grilled squid in my left hand and a portion of grilled cold noodles in my right hand, watching her little head look back and forth, it was cute.

After walking for a long time, the surrounding area was very lively, and I followed it to look left and right.

As I walked, I suddenly heard an exclamation not far ahead, all of which were girls' voices, as if there was something funny. Xiaoxiao was picking up knick-knacks on the side, and I said to her and walked towards the lively stall.

Just walked a few steps, I saw a few very small Kong Ming lanterns floating in the sky not far away, and the small oil lamps in them were bright and bright, and the reflection was quite beautiful.

It turned out to be Kong Ming Lantern! I pursed my lips, thinking that I had never seen such a small Kong Ming lantern, which looked the size of a palm, and could even fly up!

I thought about it and decided to go over and take a look.

Walking less than ten meters away, I saw a group of girls gathered in front of a stall, writing their wishes on the Kong Ming lantern they had chosen.

Well, there's not a single boy at all, so I'm not going to go! I turned around to go back, but a spirit remembered something: how can these small Kong Ming lanterns look so much like one thing......

That's right! It's a human skin lantern! After these words popped up in my mind, I couldn't help but shudder, turned around and walked to the stall, picked up a Kong Ming lantern and looked at it.

Sure enough, whether it is in terms of touch or color, it is very similar to the two human skin lanterns I saw in the funeral home in the morning! And counting, a human skin for adults is definitely more than enough to make two lanterns, is it possible that the rest of them are made into this kind of Kong Ming lanterns?!

Although I thought so, I wasn't neurotic, but I just happened to come across something similar, and this thing shouldn't be the human skin.

I smiled bitterly, looked up and asked, "Boss, how much is this?" ”

This time I looked up, but my thoughts were even firmer......