If these two sentences of Maitreya sound to outsiders, they do not seem to be human words. But I can understand that this is the code language of the people who used to mix the river beach when they met in conversation, commonly known as black language, if you put it in the northern provinces, this is also called "incision". There are thousands of code words from the people of the river beach, but I happened to hear these two sentences spoken by Maitreya.

The meaning of the first half of his sentence is to ask me if I am fishing for parallel goods, and the second half of the sentence is to ask me if I have any valuable hard goods in my hand. There are a lot of people who like cultural relics, even in the WG period, they have not been cut off, but those enthusiasts communicate privately, and the correspondence is very hidden. In the early 80s, the activities of collecting and reselling cultural relics gradually became more frequent, and the banks of the Yellow River were places where the goods were sold, and there were many cultural relics in them, so there would be some cultural relics dealers who specialized in second-hand trading, and when they went to the countryside of the river beach, they would inquire one by one, and when they met the right goods, they would spend money to collect them. As soon as Maitreya opened his mouth, his identity was revealed.

"Nope." I replied directly with two words, and I wanted to leave, but my eyes flickered, and I swept over Maitreya, and I couldn't take my eyes off it.

This young man who smiled like Maitreya Buddha was very simple, and his clothes and appearances were very ordinary, but there was a wooden statue around his neck that was smaller than a palm, and the wooden statue was obviously an old man, and it was engraved with Master Guan. In the past, people who walked the rivers and lakes opened their mouths to be a righteous word, so they revered Guan Erye, who was loyal and righteous through the ages, and usually worked to do things, kowtowed and worshipped, and they had to worship Master Guan, and some people wore the image of Master Guan, and even tattooed tattoos directly on their bodies, thinking that Master Guan would bless. This is very common, nothing unusual, but I clearly saw that the wooden statue hanging from Maitreya's neck shimmered with a layer of yellow light, and the wood grain in circles was like a blooming lotus flower, and suddenly it looked like a golden statue made of gold.

Lotus wood!?

I didn't show any expression on my face, but I was shocked in my heart. Because of an unexpected encounter, Bazimei got a piece of lotus wood, which is already a great creation, but how can this round-faced young man have a piece of lotus wood hanging around his neck? Originally, I was planning to leave, but when I saw this wooden statue of Master Guan, I immediately couldn't move again. It can be said that the relationship between the seven gates of the river and the lotus wood statue is already the lead of the biggest secret.

I deliberately pulled the collar of my shirt, completely covered the Zhenhe mirror on my chest, and then said a few words to Maitreya. Listening to his accent, even if he is not a native, it is not particularly far away. I said that I had no parallel goods to sell, and there was a little disappointment in Maitreya's honest smile, but he was not as obvious as he appeared, and said to me as he walked: "Brother, are you familiar with this area?" "

"Okay, what's wrong?" I replied, in just a few words, I have already looked at Maitreya from top to bottom, this person looks very ordinary, I thought about dealing with him, trying to find out the origin of the wooden statue on his neck, if the other party is really playing something tricky, I am fully guarded, probably able to deal with it.

"It's the flood season, and it's a good time to do business, but many people in the village have run to the berm, and my brother and I have broken their legs." Maitreya smiled very affectionately, squeezed his eyebrows and discussed with me: "If my brother is familiar with the ground, how about running with my brother for two days?" Lead the way, eat and drink, five dollars a day, how about it? "

What was the concept of five dollars a day at that time? Although I didn't want money, I was also shocked by Maitreya's boldness and magnanimity. My mind was all on the wooden statue, and I couldn't let Maitreya doubt it, so I pretended to bow my head and thought for a while, and said, "Either six pieces, or you find someone else." "

"Brother, you're very shrewd." Maitreya thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Six pieces is six pieces." "

I asked Maitreya for a deposit of ten dollars, and I partnered with him. I look very relaxed, but I don't dare to relax at all, and I always pay attention to the other party's movements. Maitreya didn't seem to be familiar with this area, and asked me for the specific route, and I said that the people from the villages below had gone and headed north, where the terrain was relatively special, and the flood season could not be flooded, and there might be some harvest. Maitreya agreed at that time, saying that everything was up to me.

The two of us stayed together for a day, and I still wanted to stop by to inquire about Qiqi's whereabouts, so on the way north, as long as I arrived in a populated place, Maitreya went to find someone to receive the goods, and I took the opportunity to secretly ask about Qiqi. Maitreya seems to be a very simple, standard businessman, who cares about my food, but if he makes a meat and tooth sacrifice, he has to deduct money from my salary.

We walked about thirty or forty miles a day, and by the third day, we had already left Huaixi Tower a hundred miles away. This is probably the most desolate section of the Huaixilou River, and there are no people to see if it is not during the flood season. I'm almost mixed with Maitreya, saying that I want to learn from him to learn the experience of receiving goods, and slowly lead the topic to antiquities, Maitreya is quite good at this, spitting stars.

Just as I was about to ask about the wooden statue, Maitreya stopped, and then, far away, I saw at least a dozen trucks slowly driving by.

"Let's stay out of the way." Maitreya pulled me up a nearby cliff that was not very high. At that time, cars were a very rare thing on the Yellow River beach, and they would never belong to private individuals, and the people on the river beach would be more or less unclean, so they had always avoided dealing with public people, and when they saw the dozen or so trucks, Maitreya didn't want to provoke.

Maitreya and I hid and watched a dozen trucks line up and slowly and strugglely on the river beach, and I had a vague sense that something was wrong, and those cars were pulling a lot of things, but not the cushion sandbags used in the berm, and the dozen or so cars were covered with thick green canvas.

The convoy kept driving towards us, and when it was very close to the cliff, it really couldn't move, and the wheels got stuck in the muddy water, idling back and forth. A few people got together and discussed it, and then started all the people in the car to get down together. At first, they tried to drive wooden stakes and lay planks on the river beach, and then some people moved the things from the trucks and transported them to the river beach, while others set up a few warning signs along the river, and the preparations were very tedious, and they worked from morning to afternoon, and Maitreya and I were trapped and could not walk, and our legs were numb. When it was almost time to prepare, five or six men carried two boxes and took out some things from them, apparently preparing to go down the river.

I saw two people on the beach wearing those old-fashioned wetsuits, stupid bears, both divers with heavy plumb sinkers and ropes tied around their waists to avoid being swept away by the river. Descend from the shallows and swim towards the center of the river.

"They're trying to do a lot of work." Maitreya squinted his eyes and looked that way, we were in a good position, condescending, with a panoramic view of everything ahead.

Two people went in on the wide river, like a handful of sand thrown in, inconspicuous. But not long after the two water ghosts entered the water, the rope connected to them suddenly began to shake violently, and the people on the shore shouted for a while, desperately pulling the rope back, trying to pull the person back.

They pulled it very smoothly, and soon, the diving helmets of the two water ghosts appeared from the surface of the river, but then, I gasped. Because they pulled up two people with only the upper body left.

The two water ghosts didn't know how to break into two in the water, until they were pulled up, the nerves may not be dead, stretching out their hands in the mud and sewage, and the section of the body dragged out a piece of intestines, a piece of blood. Although the people on the shore panicked, they did not panic, and lifted the two people who were only half cut off and ran towards the convoy in the distance.

"What's going on?" I felt nervous and nauseous when I saw the intestines coming out of the two half-ruptured abdominal cavities.

"Looks like Maitreya touched his chin and said, "It looks like it was bitten off by something?" "

"Pull it down." My scalp became tighter and tighter, and although it was far from the river beach, I felt uncomfortable: "The largest fish that can be caught in this river is a black carp of more than one meter, which can bite people off?" "

"Dude." Maitreya may have been so uncomfortable that he turned sideways, patted his belly, and said, "We don't have the ability, if one day we can invent a king-sized pumping machine to drain the water in the river, you will know how many things hidden here that you can't imagine." "

The two half-cut people must not have lived, and the people on the river beach were busy for a while, and they all stopped, and a few of the first people gathered together, but they could not hear what they were saying. After about half an hour, they made a decision, and at the sound of an order, someone brought three large glass jars from the convoy, and there was something black in them.

"What is this?"

"I don't know yet, let's see." Maitreya stared at the three glass jars, each waist-thick, and the people on the beach had placed something on the jars, and then put on a cloth bag with a lead sinker and stones. A rope was tied to the mouth of the can, and a machine resembling a winch motor began to roar, and the three cans swirled in the rotation of the machine, and suddenly threw themselves into the middle of the river, landing precisely within a short distance of each other, and the hollow glass jars were smashed by lead and stones and began to sink. At this time, Maitreya suddenly patted his head and said, "Bomb!" They're trying to blow up what's in the water! "

In order to save trouble, the fishermen on the river beach in the past two years often used glass bottles to fill explosives, installed detonators, and threw them into the slower river section to blow up fish. If you drop a bottle, you will blow up a slice of fish. And the three glass jars that those people threw into the river were as thick as their waists, and they must have been detonated with a No. 8 industrial detonator.

Before Maitreya and I could finish speaking, there were suddenly a few muffled noises on the surface of the river, and a large splash of water surged up from underwater, and the sky was still bright, and in the splash, a black shadow was blown out by the explosives under the water, and jumped out of the river.

"See! See? Maitreya pointed to the river and said to me, "What is that?" "

If I'm not mistaken, it was a king who was the size of a water tank that was blown out of the water.