Chapter 92: Fire Bath Cloth Pocket

"This ......" I made a difficulty, not to say that I don't know what Cailiu is called, and in my impression, the old man has always been concise and concise in his words and deeds, and at the same time he has a little majesty, giving people the feeling that he is the kind of character who doesn't take anything to heart, how to tidy up, and he is indeed such a person, it is difficult to be curious about the people and things around him, just such a person, why is he suddenly so interested in Cailiu now?

I thought about it, and suddenly my cheeks were hot, and I hurriedly explained: "Grandpa, she and I are not the kind of relationship you think, she is really my colleague." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

I guess the old man should have thought about me and Cailiu to talk about marriage, so as an elder, I want to know more about the background and personality of the girl's family, and help the juniors check and give advice. Unexpectedly, as soon as the old man raised his hand, he interrupted me to speak, his eyes were deep and empty, and he said slowly.

"Hey...... It's time to come or it's coming...... San'er, try your best to ...... Stay away from her. ”

"Hey? What did the old man say? The fat man was lying on the kang with a suspicious face and asked me. I didn't know what the old man meant by this, so I just nodded, which was an answer to the fat man's question.

"Hey, no, old Tang......" the fat man scratched his head, "I remember when I met the little lady with the mask in the coffin of the black water, she seemed to have said something similar?" Isn't it? ”

I nodded helplessly, but I still couldn't say why.

"Don't you think it's weird?" The fat man simply turned over from the kang and sat up, muttering: "It's okay if the ghost lady says this, Bao Buqi wants to separate our relationship with the woman, but the old man also said so, it's very strange...... Is it that our old man has a perspective eye, and he sees that there is a problem with the woman's eyes, and he feels that the evil is tight, so he warns you politely? ”

"Put your mother's fart, then the old man's own perspective eyes are not evil?" I didn't have the anger to refute the fat man. Of course, I also know that something is wrong, leather pants and wool pants, there must be a reason, but what is the reason, the fox-faced ghost girl doesn't say it, Cailiu doesn't say it, and now even the old man doesn't say it, so how do I know?

The fat man wanted to analyze and analyze again, but he didn't continue when he saw that I was irritable, patted me on the shoulder, and comforted me: "Hey, brother, don't think too much, the old man has that temper, if he doesn't want to say, it's useless for you to hold a knife on his neck." As the saying goes, there must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge. ”

When I heard the fat man say this, something suddenly came to mind; After the fat man finished speaking, he was about to fall asleep again, and for a moment he seemed to think of something, and the big eyes of the two of us who were silent for a while, asked each other in unison: "Do you know where they robbed the tomb in the village?" ”

Five minutes later, the fat man and I clubbed the old man left and right, and I briefly told him why we went back to the ancient village this time, and I wanted to ask the old man where my father was going, but as soon as I finished speaking, the old man sighed and trembled and moved down a beautiful-looking gold-painted box from the top of the cabinet in the corner of the room.

The fat man and I were curious, so we went over to take a look, but we saw that there was a dark gray old-fashioned cloth bag with a rag that looked a little old pressed under the bag.

I don't know what's going on with the cloth bag, but for me, who has been working on the classification and sorting of cultural relics for three years, I can recognize at a glance that the humble cloth is not small, it is an antiquity, and if there is anything else on the cloth, maybe it is still a priceless treasure.

"Grandpa, what is this for?" I caught a glimpse of the cloth and wondered.

The old man waved his hand, took out the gray cloth bag in the gold-painted box, put it in the palm of his hand and stroked it for a while, then handed it to me, and instructed me: "You have put it away, this is something handed down by our Tang family, and now it's time to give it to you." ”

I took the rag bag and looked at the fat man, I didn't expect that my ancestors, who had been porters for generations, would have such things as family heirlooms; And the fat man thinks, just this cloth bag, where is the gold expensive? It's also a family heirloom.

Seeing that the fat man and I were both second monks at a loss, the old man coughed lightly and instructed the fat man: "Xiao Wu, you go outside, light a torch and come in, yes, an ordinary fire is enough." ”

Looking at the fat man out of the door with a suspicious face, I picked up the rag bag in my hand and took a closer look, the outer layer of the cloth bag from the outer edge of the pocket to the bottom of the pocket is a slip of dark gray, the length of the slip up is about 40 centimeters, the overall material can not see what it is, with the naked eye to see the rags that can be seen everywhere The coarse linen is nothing different, but the texture is quite strange to the touch, smooth and soft, and with a faint coolness, it is very strange.

Could it be ...... What kind of treasure is it?

I saw that the place where the cloth bag was closed was wrapped around a few finger-thick tendons, and when I touched it with my hand, it didn't look like it was made of coarse cloth and linen, but more like some kind of animal tendon. In the countryside, many places will make things from animal skins and bones, especially in the homes of some old hunters, and it is not surprising that everything from hunting tools to daily utensils can be found everywhere. I pondered for a long time but didn't figure it out, and was about to open the mouth and look into the bag, when the fat man came back with a small trumpet.

"Old man, there is no suitable fire stick outside, I just found a small firewood to light it, do you think it will be successful?"

The fat man carried the fire into the room, pointed to the object in his hand, and said.

"Alright." The old man looked at the crackling flames, thought for a moment, and then said something that surprised me and the fat man.

"San'er, you open the cloth bag and let Xiao Wu put the fire canopy inside."

Yes?

The fat man and I were stunned when we heard this, the emotional old man wanted to borrow our hands to destroy this rag bag?

"Huh? No, old man, this rag bag is a little old, but it doesn't show its bottom, why did it burn it? Wouldn't that still work? I was puzzled, and hurriedly took the cloth bag in my hand away from the fat man's torch.

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't let you burn it, I asked you to put the fire in the cloth bag." The old man waved his hand.

"What do you mean...... Put the burning part in it directly? I couldn't understand it, and asked again and again.

The old man nodded and did not speak again.

I looked at the fat man, the fat man shook his head while holding the fire, I looked at the rag bag in my hand, I didn't know what medicine the old man sold in the gourd, but since the old man said so, then do it. I loosened the mouth of the cloth bag, pulled out the big gap in the basin, and without looking into the cloth pocket, I straightened my hand and waited for the fat man to throw the torch in. In order to prevent the scorching temperature from burning through the bottom of the bag for a while, I also deliberately moved my body back.

The fat man saw that I was ready, hesitated a little for a moment and a half, and finally carefully stuffed the fire in his hand into the rag bag, and the fat man let go, and the flames erupted from the depths of the cloth bag in an instant. (To be continued.) )