August 9th, 2007, noon, 1:30 p.m.

Guiyang, Longdongbao Airport.

"Fat uncle, why are you more money obsessed than me, it's too embarrassing"

"Hungry for money? Are you kidding Hungry? ”

I took two backpacks and took the fat uncle through the security check, and my mouth was not idle along the way, I was counting him, and he was fighting back against me.

When we got to the departure hall and sat down, we began to argue.

This contradiction occurs like this.

Two hours ago, we bought tickets in the airport hall, and Uncle Fat took over the difficult task of buying tickets and asked me to stand in the back and rest for a while.

"Hungry four (I'm) lazy drops? Can you sprinkle (what) when you're hungry? You take the luggage hungry to buy a ticket, how harmonious! This was Uncle Fat's shameless remarks at that time.

At that time, the counter in front of the ticket office of China Southern Airlines was empty, and the fat uncle strode over to buy the ticket, and I carried my luggage behind him.

Look, you see, how difficult the task of buying a ticket is, how difficult it is and how hard it is for his uncle.

Just when I was about to exchange tasks with Uncle Fat, I vaguely heard the following conversation.

Fat uncle: "To Shenyang, two adult tickets." ”

Conductor: "Good sir, one ticket plus fuel and airport construction fee is 2,200 yuan, and the two tickets are a total of 4,400 yuan."

Fat uncle: "Sprinkle (what)?!" So expensive?! Can't it be cheap?! ”

The conductor's smile at this time I guess must be embarrassing: "There are no discount tickets at the counter of Mr.

The fat uncle's tone was full of a sense of justice, and he didn't mean to embarrass the conductor at all: "Oiling (no) discount tickets is also oiling, give the hungry two standing tickets, anyway, it will be a few hours anyway." ”

Man is always a contradictory creature, smart people sometimes feel stupid, and thick-skinned people sometimes feel ashamed.

Uncle Fat belongs to the former, and I belong to the latter.

At this point, I seemed to understand something.

Uncle Fat has never been on a plane at all, he travels around the country on a train

"What do you want to sprinkle? Why are you laughing so stupidly? Uncle Fat pushed me, I woke up from the state of memory, with a smile that seemed extremely silly to him, I looked at him and said: "Fat uncle, you still have to buy a standing ticket when you take the plane, I have to go back to publicize this matter, and I will be sure when the time comes."

Before I could finish speaking, the fat uncle threw me a murderous look, the meaning was obvious, if I really dared to tell me about it, he could kill me.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to continue teasing Uncle Fat, suddenly, Uncle Fat's mobile phone rang, and I saw him answer it, and gestured at me with his finger to signal me to be quiet.

"Xiaohai, are you there?" The fat uncle smiled, and the birdman on the other end seemed to have said two words, and the fat uncle immediately said: "The plane seems to be late, and the hungry are still greasing (no) boarding!" When you get to Shenyang, you have to go in the evening. ”

"Okay, you wait for the hungry." The fat uncle hung up the phone, turned to me and said, "Xiaohai has found a hotel on Taiyuan Street in Shenyang, and when he gets off the plane, he will come to pick up the hungry." ”

"Okay." I nodded.

An hour later, I got on a plane with Uncle Fat and embarked on a journey to Fengtianfu.

This week, we have prepared a lot of things, from cinnabar yellow paper brushes to red rope chicken bones and silver needles, basically everything I can think of has been brought, even with the fat uncle's housekeeping baby, a compass during the Song Dynasty was also brought by him.

The compass, also known as the compass, is a must-have object for looking at feng shui, and it is also the treasure of Mr. Feng Shui.

According to Uncle Fat, this plate was given to him by the old man at the beginning.

Most of the feng shui plates bought on the market are not sensitive enough, and if you want to carefully observe the flow direction of yin and yang, ordinary plates can't be seen at all, so you can only rely on this old plate.

Because of this, he had a lot of worries about finding a good plate at the beginning, and after getting the plate that the old man gave him, he smiled.

This Song Dynasty compass is made of peach wood, the whole body is round, the size of an ordinary plate, and the heavenly and terrestrial branches depicted on it are no longer visible, but the fat uncle seems to be able to memorize it, and the content of this technique is still quite high.

Originally, we also planned to bring some commonly used charms, but we were afraid that we would not be able to use them there after the painting, after all, none of us could say what was in the tomb, and the commonly used charms could only avoid evil or play a role in temporarily suppressing corpses.

See the tricks, this is the last way we came up with it.

At first, I was going to draw something like a god lock charm, but after thinking about it carefully, I gave up on the idea.

Spells such as the law of the law, different from the commonly used charms, the charm of the town of the law must be used within an hour, or you have to redraw it, because the "expiration date" has passed.

The old man explained this kind of thing to me, saying that the spirituality in the charm gathers together when you finish drawing the talisman, if you don't use it immediately, this spirituality will naturally dissipate quickly, and the spirituality is not a ghost, can it be locked in the charm by you? Use it when you have time? Is it possible?

When I thought of this, I was also quite puzzled, I always felt that the preparation was not enough, but the fat uncle reminded me, which made me completely relieved.

"Hungry put on a formation, drag the bag of injustice, (no) and get it done! Hungry to make a formation to drag it down, and then you clean it up, oops! Meidi is very! Uncle Fat's smile at that time was very embarrassing, and there was a sense of underbeating in it, but I have to admit that Uncle Fat did know too much about things I didn't understand in the way of formation.

In fact, I am very curious about Uncle Fat's master, not only can I see feng shui but also set up formations, and even the mountain and river pulse technique has been inherited, how many of these old-timers can there be in China?

"By the way, we sent all the contraband to the birdman last week, did he receive it?" I suddenly remembered this and hurriedly asked.

In the end, I listened to Hai Dongqing's words, first made a wooden box for the dagger to pretend to be an antique, and then sent it to him, and he took it to Shenyang.

At that time, I was very curious to know where this grandson's family lived, but the results were always disappointing.

The address he gave me on the phone was an antique shop in Tianjinwei, saying that it was a store opened by one of his customers, and that he could just send it there.

The fat uncle closed his eyes and kept his mind, and when he heard my question, he waved his hand: "Received, just Xiaohai gave it to the Hungry Society (I said)." ”

Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in my seat.

"It's so white." I tilted my head sideways to look at the clouds outside the window and muttered to myself, "If only this window could be opened, touch the clouds with my own hands, this is a dream I have had since I was a child"

Although I spoke in a very small voice, the fat uncle sitting next to me obviously heard it, and his reaction to my stupid words was to smile disdainfully: "Oiling (no) common sense, have you smeared (haven't) watched American blockbusters?" As soon as the drip window of the plane is opened, people are sucked out! ”

I rolled my eyes and ignored him, turning my head to myself in a daze, quietly waiting for the plane to arrive at its destination.

More than four hours of time is not easy to mix, the first two hours I can still look at the scenery outside the window with great interest, and then I can't stand it, I can only learn from the fat uncle to close his eyes and recuperate, and sleep beautifully.

By the time I woke up, the plane had landed.

"Let's go, go out and contact the birdman."

Out of the airport hall, I saw Hai Dongqing who was looking at us with his mobile phone at first glance, it seems that he has been doing well recently, wearing a casual suit but also looks like a dog, of course, compared to my Guiyang Tiger Yi Lin's handsomeness, he is still a lot worse.

"Let's eat." Hai Dongqing's words were still concise, he took the duffel bag from my hand and turned around and walked towards a taxi not far away: "The hotel is booked, rest today first, and leave tomorrow." ”

Night, 8:12, Taiyuan Street, Shenyang City.

A few days ago, the fat uncle gave Hai Dongqing a sum of money, just 20,000 yuan, saying that he wanted him to use the money to buy some tools, after all, explosives and other things can not only be bought with a relationship, but also need money.

But at this moment, I found something that made my egg hurt and heartbreaking, Hai Dongqing seems to be not poor!

"The tomb robber still lives in a four-star hotel" I trembled my teeth, took out my wallet from my pocket, counted it carefully, and whispered in my mouth: "I only brought 15,000 in cash, this is not enough?"

"I've paid for the money, three single rooms." Hai Dongqing led us to the hotel lobby: "Four days ago, I went to the antique market and found a spiritual artifact, three thousand things, which I sold for 100,000. ”

I didn't speak, silently groped my hands around my waist, and looked at Hai Dongqing's eyes full of murderous aura.

"What's wrong?" Hai Dongqing seemed to notice that my gaze was wrong, turned to look at me and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Do you have a knife? I want to stab you to death. I smiled innocently, and the corners of my eyes twitched one after another: "You make money so easily and follow the fat uncle to see feng shui?!" And let's pay for tools?! ”

"This kind of good thing is not often encountered." Hai Dongqing shrugged his shoulders indifferently, took us to the dining room on the second floor of the hotel, found a seat on the side, and called the waiter.

Before he could speak, I pulled the waitress past her, and when she was about to open her mouth to shout hooliganism, I said:

"Braised elbows, sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy tenderloin, pot wrapped meat, by the way, do you have seafood here?"

Hearing this, the waiter nodded subconsciously.

"That's good, look at the abalone, you should have grilled oysters here, right?" I didn't care about Haidong's dark face, and said to myself: "Another cigarette, white sand and the world, the kind of one thousand sixty-one, the speed." ”

"Good sir, please wait." The waiter smiled very well and agreed to my requests one by one.

Do you need to be soft to fight local tyrants? Obviously not! Didn't you see the fat uncle with a teachable expression?

"Half a hungry drop." The fat uncle smiled at me, and I nodded, "Half of mine." ”

Happiness is temporary, and the next thing is pain, I deeply understand this truth, but the time period when I understand this truth is a little wrong, because

"I'm looking to see if there's any error in the line of sight, don't move." Back in the room, Hai Dongqing sat on the bed and held a pitch-black pistol at me, and there were words in his mouth: "Type 92 domestic pistol, Type 21, with a capacity of 20 rounds, an effective range of 50 meters, and penetration"

"The penetrating power is very strong, you put the gun down first, we have something to say," I was already in a cold sweat on my head, and when I saw the muzzle of the gun facing my head impartially, my heart was in my throat.

"I'm back in Guiyang, please eat." Hai Dongqing put away the gun, squatted down and dragged out a black suitcase from under the bed, and after opening the combination lock, Hai Dongqing opened the box and began to take the items inside one by one.

"Four detonators for detonation, headlamp, waterproof flashlight, medical bandages, walkie-talkie, gauze, hemostats, painkillers, alcohol, archaeological shovels." Every time Hai Dongqing took out one piece, he said to introduce us: "There are also ten catties of expanded ammonium nitrate explosives." ”

As he chattered, the expressions on my and my fat uncle's faces became more and more ugly, until the tears were about to come out at the end.

"Are you going to blow up people's tombs!? Ten pounds of ammonium nitrate explosives?! You're going to do a blasting project?! Uncle Fat's Mandarin at this time was particularly standard: "Do you need so much to blow up a tomb door or hole?!" With so much explosives on you, you're not afraid of an accident and send us to the sky?! ”

"Oh, it looks like I brought too much." Hai Dongqing nodded.

Night, eleven o'clock.

Uncle Fat and Hai Dongqing had already returned to the room, and I was going to sleep and rest directly, but after I tossed and turned in bed for an hour and still couldn't sleep, I still resigned myself to getting up and standing on the balcony smoking to kill time.

The night view of Shenyang is still very good, especially in the area of Taiyuan Street, it is still lively after dark, and the people coming and going on the street not far away are noisy, which should be the culprit that causes my insomnia.

That's when I accidentally discovered something that excited me.

At a distance of about thirty meters from the balcony, several young men were arguing, and the voices were quite loud, and although I was some distance away from them, I could still hear their scolding and scolding "Three Character Sutra".

Judging from the current situation, this group of grandsons should not be far from physical exchange.

"Four to one?"

At this time, I found out that the strength of the two sides is not equal, four against one, is there a chance of winning?

"Let the police uncle uphold justice?" I looked left and right in the alley where they were, the back door of the underground parking lot belonging to the hotel, there were quite a lot of people during the day, but at night, there were really no passers-by, and the security guards only walked around the front door of the parking lot, and the back door was called "safe".

I mentally calculated how long it would take for the police to arrive, and three seconds later I had the answer.

"Damn, if the police come, the young man will start to smell of corpses." I frowned and looked at the four people who were drawing knives, and said in my heart that you are ashamed enough, to fight more and use the knife, is this what a normal man can do?

Four people, four machetes, I suddenly had a premonition that the young man with the cigarette was going to be hacked to death.

At this critical juncture, it is obviously unrealistic to call the police, and when the police come to take care of the aftermath of the young man, it is better for me to yell here, "Lao Tzu has called the police!" "Scare and scare these grandchildren.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to "show solidarity", an unexpected scene happened.

The young man who was surrounded by four people showed no sign of running, and while one of the grandsons was scanning the surrounding situation left and right, the young man raised his hand and smashed his fist on the man's head.

muffled, fell to the ground.

"I'm grass." I was stunned and watched the young man "smash" people with his fists, and my heart trembled.

That's right, it's smashing people.

I don't know how strong he is, but I can guarantee that this grandson's fist is comparable to a hammer, and I can hear the muffled sound of a fist from the balcony.

Coupled with the previous muffled sound, in less than ten seconds, there were three muffled sounds in a row, and the three people fell.

"I'm grass!" It was an exclamation from someone downstairs, and of course, there was a lot of disbelief in that exclamation.

After all, there are four people on his side, and there is only one on the other side, and before he can react, the three around him will fall, can you not exclaim?

As soon as he exclaimed, the grandson turned around and ran, without any intention of doing anything at all.

It's ironic, isn't it?

Four people, four knives, and one person on the other side, still empty-handed, ended up being put down by three people.

Just as the young man raised his feet to chase after him, a black SUV drove out of the exit of the parking lot and stopped beside the young man.

Xiao Young glanced back, didn't speak, naturally opened the car door, got into the car, and walked down from the car after more than ten seconds, but unlike the empty hands before getting into the car, he got down, holding a hammer used to nail in his hand.

"Bang."

I watched with a pale face as he smashed hammers on people's heads one after another, and the cigarette butts had already been scared to the ground, and my palms were full of cold sweat.

"Is this a mutual vendetta of people in society?" I felt the urge to call the police, but when I think about it, didn't those four grandchildren also draw knives and cut people in the first place? This is unpleasant retribution.

Besides, it must be me who called the police and got into trouble, and our group came to Shenyang to do business and not travel, so let the police call to interrogate the scene of the crime, how much time will it take?

The young man spit out the cigarette butt to the ground, muttering a few words of scolding in his mouth, but I didn't hear clearly.

When the young man came up with a hammer towards the head of the last person, he stretched his waist, probably relieved his hatred, and did not continue to stay in this place, he got into the car with great professional quality, and prepared to run away.

As he got into the car, I could clearly see him stiffen for a moment, then turn his head to look at me.

"Sleep, sleep." I went back to the room at the same time as he turned his head to look, and got into the quilt with a muttering thing to myself, thinking hard about whether I should call Hai Dongqing to come over to escort him.

Why, this grandson is so ruthless, he won't kill people, right?

Fortunately, Lao Tzu is the fourth floor, he can't climb up, but fortunately, the security of the four-star hotel is very powerful, okay.

"That grandson must not be an ordinary person, otherwise he could have committed murder in front of the parking lot camera?" I comforted myself: "Forget it, it's none of my business to hang high, they beat theirs, I sleep mine, how harmonious." ”

There is actually only one reason that can let me sleep peacefully, that is, after the young man smashed people with a hammer, I saw the three people who were smashed move a few times, they should not be dead, and at least their chests were still undulating.

It's okay if you don't die, and I don't have a psychological burden, don't you love more people and beat people less? Retribution is coming, isn't it?

"Yes." I rolled over, and then fell into a deep sleep.