At this point, Wei Fan's story was told, and the radio on the train rang out: "Passengers and friends, please pay attention to Taiyuan Station, passengers and friends who get off the train, please prepare to get off the train in advance......"

Wei Fan leaned back lazily, stretched out his arms, yawned loudly and said, "Two beauties, where do you get off the bus?" My story is not finished yet, handsome guy, and the wonderful scenes are all behind! ”

"Handsome guy, keep it for yourself!" Fang Yujie said with a smile.

"We're getting off the bus too, so tell yourself this story!" Song Peng snorted.

"Wei Fan, I'm here in Taiyuan, the old classmate has to do his best to be a landlord, go, go to my house to play for a few days, let's catch up with the old days!"

"Two beauties, co-authored handsome guys, my stories along the way have been told in vain, and I can't even praise them if they are good!" Wei Fan looked at Du Fang and the others with an aggrieved face, showing great grievances. If you want to say that Wei Fan's eyes are not ordinary thieves, he has long seen that Du Muqing and Fang Yujie have nothing to do with Bao Yuan, even if they are bold, they can distinguish between black and white. said politely to Bao Yuan: "Bao Yuan, handsome guy, I am in a hurry to go to Luoyang on a big business this time, and I will come to your house in Taiyuan next time." Hey, beauty, leave a call, I'll call you when I'm free, tell me quickly, it's 1. ”

"1 is followed by 10." Fang Yujie pouted and said.

"It's not kind, handsome guy, I spent so much saliva along the way, so I don't have any sense of appreciation."

"Your set didn't work on them, haha, I didn't expect you Wei Fan to hit the south wall when there was also a time, haha!"

Bao Yuan and Wei Fan haven't seen each other for five years, and after leaving school, they didn't have a mobile phone, let alone contact information. This meeting is really a little reluctant to separate, if Wei Fan is not in a hurry to go to Luoyang, he really dares to follow Du Muqing and Fang Yujie to get off.

Leave each other on the phone.

Bao Yuan and Song Peng walked out of the station.

Du Muqing and Fang Yujie were so beautiful, Song Peng saw that the two of them were carrying a heavy salute, and they were really distressed, so they took the initiative to help, for fear that they would not stick to the skin. Bao Yuan was originally not angry, but after Wei Fan broke his mouth along the way, Bao Yuan saw that the two beauties were fellow villagers with him, and he was much less prejudiced and no longer stubborn. Du Muqing was very strange, secretly looked at Bao Yuan along the way, and was shy every time her eyes met.

Fang Yujie saw the two of them like this, understood in her heart, and secretly laughed.

Song Peng originally wanted to tell a story to these two beauties, and then invite them to a meal.

Let Wei Fan, a showy person, mischievous.

It's all messed up.

Song Peng really wanted to invite the two beauties to dinner after getting out of the car, but the money in his pocket, including the round one, added up to just two hundred and five, and he couldn't even afford a decent meal. Song Peng's hand was in his pocket for a long time, and he had to give up. Twenty years ago, the hundred-dollar bill painted a few great men, enough for a few people to eat in the sea. There is a great man painted right now, just enough for one person to eat carefully with his belt tightened.

In a few years, I will only draw a lollipop.

When Du Fang and the others were sent to the taxi, Fang Yujie suddenly handed a note to Bao Yuan.

Wrap a round line.

Song Peng's eyes were quick, and he had already taken it in his hand.

There is a string of numbers written on it, it is obviously a phone number, but the signature is Du Muqing.

Song Peng was puzzled, patted Bao Yuan's shoulder, sighed and said, "I said, how much enthusiasm Lao Tzu showed to those two Nizi on the train. Just you, the nose is not the nose, the face is not the prickly head of the face, for the Mao family to leave the phone for you, for the Mao family to let you take advantage of all the good things, this is a few meanings, no, you have to give me Fang Yujie's phone to come over! Bao Yuan said lightly: "Let's go yours!" ”

Bao Yuan's private leather roll idea.

Before going home, he told Song Peng to pay attention, and the two of them put on a posture of returning to their hometown to visit relatives, asking long and short questions.

The leather scroll is offered behind the idol of the deity.

The folds are square, covered with red cloth. Although his father instructed him to sell, the reluctance in the conversation deeply stung Bao Yuan.

After his parents slept at night, Bao Yuan tiptoed on the pillar of incense and took off the leather roll. Song Peng carefully observed, immediately ecstatic, sighed for a long time, Hengyan concluded that it is not a landscape painting, although the mark is like a seal book, but it is extremely different, and the circle has a meaning.

"It's kind of like snakeskin." Song Peng stroked it carefully.

"Like, but not very much."

"Damn, such a big snake skin, it should be a thick snake, not to mention a thick rice handle, it is not a problem to swallow two or three people in one bite."

"The longest snake in the world is sixteen or seventeen meters, and it is never more than twenty meters."

"It's all one, there's no string, and the scaly animal isn't that big, right? It's not a snake, what is it? ”

"Hell knows."

"The snake is one meter thick, and it is fifty or sixty meters long."

"What if it's a dragon?"

"Possibly!" Song Peng nodded, very much in agreement with this kind of air-flying rambling, pointed to the sky and said: "The dragon is a symbol of the Chinese nation, although zoologists strictly put forward scientific opinions, saying that dragons do not exist at all, and they are imagined by people out of thin air, but I personally feel that they exist." Bao Yuan smiled and said, "You only the fuck decided when you saw this leather scroll, right?" Song Peng shook his head, with a solemn face, knocked on the table and said, "No, no!" Although neither of us has ever seen a dragon, eh, let alone the two of us, six billion people have never seen a real dragon. It is clearly recorded in the ancient text: when the Three Emperors, there was a Fenglong clan for the emperor to raise dragons, "Kyushu Essentials" mentioned: Dong's father is a good dragon, Shun sent the dragon to Taoqiu, for the Fenglong clan. At the earliest, there were Dong Father and Liu Lei, and these descendants of the Fenglong clan took Long as their surname. ”

"You mean there are dragons?"

"Yes! China has always had a lot of wonders, do you know how many surnames there are in China? ”

"There are 568 of them in "Hundred Family Names".

That is the fast talk of the cost, "Hundred Family Names" is also known as "Thousand Family Names", and a hundred is a lot. According to statistics, there were more than 7,000 surnames, and more than 5,000 are still in use now. ”

"What you mean is that the Dragon Clan is a person who specializes in raising dragons, and when the dragon disappears, so does this group of people."

"It's not impossible, I haven't seen it, it doesn't mean that there isn't."

"Hurry up and research, it's up to you whether you can live a good life in the future." I have seen this leather scroll more than 100 times, and I really hope that Song Peng will see the way out, change his fate, lie on the bed tossing and turning, and send a letter to Du Muqing when he was bored, "Have you slept?" Wrap the round! ”

"No, what are you doing?" The message is approximately returned in seconds.

"Can't sleep, did it bother you?"

"No, it won't."

"Do you usually sleep so late?"

"No, I can't sleep today and read a book, bag, remember, don't touch things that shouldn't be touched."

"Why?"

Bao Yuanda was a surprise, and he couldn't figure it out for a long time, and said in his heart: "This little girl shouldn't be a goddess, right?" Could it be that she saw the doom from my countenance? "Even if she is a goddess and can be psychic, what can she see as a little girl in her early twenties? Could it be that I saw that I wanted to rob the tomb, but just thinking about it, I had the image of a dead man on my face? I thought in my heart: "No one can stop Lao Tzu from getting rich, people block and kill, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, the land lord is here, and a soak of urine and mud is not distinguished." "The spleen is born from the heart, the main is in the temperament, and the palace is in the lips. This month, he was provoked by Sang Lili nineteen times, and his lips had already turned blue and ink, but anyone with insight knew that he was angry and rumored.

"You have wounds in your eyes, your lips are black, and your hall is black."

"It's okay, I'm blessed with a great life, and I'll be fine."

"I see that if you are in trouble, you will definitely be in danger, be careful."

Bao Yuan froze, he didn't expect Xiao Nizi to say this, shouldn't he be involved in the tomb robbery? But he is a working boy, with no power and no power, just with the salary that is just enough to eat, when can he turn over? He let out a long sigh and looked at the empty room for a long time. There was no sleep, only sadness, and the number of lives was tied to the leather roll.

"Old bag, look, look!" While thinking about it, Song Peng shouted with joy.

"Be quiet!" Bao Yuan rolled over and got out of bed.

Song Peng pointed to the Google cloud map with one hand, the leather scroll with the other, and a cigarette in his mouth, ** said: "Judging from the text, this is definitely a lost tadpole text, the book of heaven, it will take a million years in vain." But after 510,000 years, the appearance of this mountain range will not change greatly, and the satellite cloud map is still useful, and no matter how deep the concealment is, it will not be able to withstand high technology. Playing cigarette ash, he pointed to the leather scroll and said: "Look, this is Taihang Mountain, Daxing'an Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, Qinling Mountain, Wuyi Mountain, ......."

Bao Yuan patted his head and said, "I didn't expect that the cloud map is still as the old saying goes, there is great power in numbers." He looked at it carefully, shook his head and said, "No, no, it's not in the right place." Pointing to the cloud map: "You see, the direction of the mountains in my country is, north of Wushan is the Qinling Mountains, through Liupan Mountain, and straight to Helan Mountain." Pointing to the leather scroll: "This painting is the Tianshan Mountain to the north of Wushan, the entire blood exchange between Changbai Mountain and Taihang Mountain, but Tanggula Mountain in North China!" Suddenly remembering Professor Zhang Chenghe's sentence "This thing has existed for 100,000 years" A chill from head to toe, Bao Yuanxin said: "Could it be that it is really a prehistoric thing, far before the continental drift." ”

"The mountain range is a single order, each mountain is marked, and the place marked must have goods, haha!" Song Pengda was excited.

"Treasure map?"

"Absolutely, otherwise, what did the ancients paint on it? I will never catch a dragon, peel the skin and practice the pen. ”

Although Bao Yuan didn't know what the upside-down mountains represented, he was also very excited, so he had eyebrows, and he lived happily after digging up the treasure for a while, and slept with a smile.