Chapter 1 Legacy Letters

"I said that you kid can't move yet, my car is here, and you are still sitting in a daze, and you haven't cleaned up your fart. "The fat man poured himself a cup www.biquge.info of tea, and while drinking it in one gulp, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to me.

I ignored him, there was too much information in these few short hours, and the impact on me was too great. When the fat man saw that I ignored him, he looked around, and his eyes were instantly drawn to the gilt box on the table.

"Well, I said I've been here not a hundred times, but eighty times. I've never seen this thing before, and I know that this thing can sell for a lot of money when I look at the condition. He said as he walked towards the gilt box.

There was a bead and a yellowed letter in the box, but the bead was still in the box, and the letter was still in my hand. If it weren't for the fact that the highway had to pass through here, it would have had to be demolished. I don't think I'll know when I'll know the news that the master won't be coming back.

I knew that the fat man must have been even more surprised when he saw the bead, and sure enough, he froze the moment he opened the box. I walked over, took the box out of his hand, shoved the letter into his hand, closed his chin by the way, and closed the gilt box.

"Where did you get these beads? Where did this box come from? Have you found your master? When did he come back? Why did he go? The fat man's questioning suddenly brought me to my senses. This kid often pours out some antique goods, although most of them are fake, but the eyesight should still be there. He saw that the gilt box and the bead reacted so much, that he must have known something about these two things.

I didn't bother to answer his question, because I didn't know where to start. This kid was stunned and took the letter that Master had left for me, staring at me without blinking. I was a little hairy by him, and said impatiently, "You read the letter first, and I'll tell you later." ”

The fat man was my little hair, and he was my only playmate in the orphanage before I was adopted by Master. When I was six years old, I was adopted by Master. Since then, I have been living in a small bamboo forest on the outskirts of the city, and my master has been teaching me some ancient characters and some strange martial arts moves, which I said were needed to strengthen my body. But I've always felt that what Master taught me was more than just to keep me fit and healthy. Just as he told me that those obscure and extremely illegible ancient characters were taught to me because he was afraid of losing the inheritance. I have always been skeptical, because these ancient characters are not only ancient Chinese hieroglyphs or oracle bone inscriptions, but even ancient Persian and Tibetan characters that do not belong to our China.

I was stuck in my memories when the fat man's voice brought me back to reality. I turned my head and saw the fat man holding the letter and reading it word for word.

"Boy:

I don't know when you'll see it, but I know you will. Because on the first day I adopted you, I put this letter here.

I know you're more curious about my background than about your own, and I've been investigating your background all these years. But I don't know a lot, and I'm sure you'll be able to find out for yourself in the future, so I won't say more. As for my background, it's not that I deliberately want to hide it, it's because I don't want you to know too much. I'm afraid you'll get involved and get into a lot of trouble.

This gilt box and this bead are of extraordinary value. You don't need to know where they came from, you just need to know that these two items are enough for you to live the rest of your life.

Lao Tzu has done a lot of bad things in his life, and raising you as an adult should be considered a good thing. The rest of the way, you have to go on your own, so you can do it yourself.

Don't come to me. ”

After reading the letter, the fat man threw it aside, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Your master is mysterious all day long, and it is so difficult to say a word, isn't it different from not saying it?" ”

I shrugged noncommittally, and folded the letter and put it in my coat pocket. Suddenly remembering something, I couldn't help asking, "It seems that your old man hasn't been back for three years, right?" ”

"I didn't go out with your master, I haven't seen a ghost since I went out three years ago. If he doesn't come back, the broken shop will be closed. Let's both go drink the northwest wind when the time comes. The fat man sat down on the wicker chair with a rare hint of worry on his face, and I knew what he was thinking.

I deliberately shook the gilt box with the beads in front of his eyes, and said, "I don't care if you drink the northwest wind or not, but I probably don't need it." ”

When the fat man saw the gilded box with beads, he instantly bounced up from the wicker chair and reached out to grab it. I had already guessed his reaction and put the box away. Just kidding, in the past twenty years, he hasn't grabbed anything from me. Sure enough, when he saw that he didn't grab it, he knew that he couldn't please me, so he lay down in frustration.

I saw that these two things had aroused the fat man's interest, and I stopped teasing him. I took the box and asked, "Why do your eyes light up when you see this box and the beads?" Do you know where they come from? ”

"I don't know about the other fat masters, but the fat man dares to guarantee the ticket, these two things are absolutely valuable." When the fat man saw me discussing the box and beads with him, he immediately became energetic.

I put the box back away and said, "Aren't you talking nonsense? My master has already said their value in the letter, do you need to repeat it again? ”

"That's different, what your master said is so general, that's what he said is the same as not saying it. When the fool saw it, he knew that it was two treasures. If I'm not mistaken, the box is at least 2,500 years old. The fat man saw that I looked noncommittal and quickly explained.

"Two thousand five hundred years?" That's when I felt that this grandson was spitting out some useful information for me. Because Master used to bring back some antique goods every once in a while, it seemed that they were still fresh goods with mud that had just been unearthed. Some of them are badly damaged, but some of them look like they belong to the old ones.

The fat man and his old man relied on the things my master brought back to open such an antique shop, but they also made a lot of money. It is said that his old man used to be a local chopstick, and the chop is our local dialect here, and in layman's terms, he is a tomb robber.

My master left these two things not only because of their value, but if it was only because of their value, he could have left me something more valuable. At least I've seen a lot of antiques that my master brought back and that were worth no less than these two things.

It's just that I don't know what the origin of these two things is, so it's hard to judge whether the disappearance of Master and the fat man and his old man is related to these two things, and if so, what is the connection.

But one thing I am sure of is that the disappearance of the master and the fat man and the old man are more or less inseparable from these two things. In recent years, each time I go out, it can be as short as three or five months, and as long as a year and a half, I will only come back. And every time I come back, I look carefully at the things I brought back for a long time, as if I am looking for something. I can imagine the pattern on that box with my eyes closed, because every time Master looked at something he had brought back, he would hold a piece of paper with the exact same pattern on the box and compare it repeatedly.

"What is there to make a fuss about in 2,500 years, our Chinese history of more than 5,000 years. It's not difficult to find an antique that's three to five thousand years old, do you need to be so surprised? The fat man was a little surprised to see me, and said disdainfully.

"I wasn't surprised how old these two things were, but something suddenly came to mind." I said this with a deliberate pause, because I decided to drag the fat man into the water. After all, there are many people who are easy to do, and it is not convenient for me to be alone.

When the fat man saw that I was halfway through speaking, he stopped talking, got up and pushed me, urging: "I said, can you not be like your godly master?" Always talk halfway, hang people's appetite, it's really lacking in morality, don't you know that you fat man and I are an acute person? ”

"Do you want to go to your old man?" I didn't continue with what I had said, but looked at the fat man seriously and asked.

"Don't you want to know where your old man and my master have gone in the past three years? What exactly was done? Are you still alive now? Or stuck somewhere? Aren't you curious about your background? Don't you want to know why you were also adopted the day after I was adopted? Don't you want to know what your old man's relationship is with my master? I didn't give the fat man time to think, but asked a series of questions. Because these questions have been on my mind since I had the ability to think independently.

It's just that every time Master goes out with the fat man and his old man, he doesn't want to take me with him. I said that I didn't get home, and it was dangerous to go. The thousands of years old tombs are full of dangers and dangers, and they are not a joke. No matter how much I insisted, I couldn't get their consent, so I had to give up.

The fat man was stunned by my question, staring straight at a pair of bull's eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, a sentence popped up: "You hurry up and pack your things and prepare to move, the demolition team will come in a while." After a pause, he seemed to be sorting out his thoughts, and then then he said: "Even if we want to find the answers to these questions without the slightest clue, we must first sort out the clues and ideas." Now like a headless fly, how to find it? Where to look? ”