"What are you doing lying there stunned?"

Seeing that I didn't respond for a long time, the fat man came over with a kettle.

At this time, my face turned white, and I looked at the patterns on the ground, and my mind was racing to find out what the connection between the two would be.

Seeing my strange appearance, the fat man didn't ask any more, but took the envelope directly from my hand and looked at it.

After a few glances, the fat man also noticed the problem with that pattern. "Damn, it's the same." He glared at me again, "What the hell is written in there?" ”

At this time, I was sorting out all the information in the past, and I didn't have time to answer the fat man.

So, the fat man opened the letter and read it.

Ten minutes later, he finished reading the letter. "Your family's affairs are really complicated, where is it all about, what kind of ship?"

After thinking about all these things in my head, I realized that I couldn't really figure out the truth of everything.

The reason is actually quite simple, because I don't have a single clue to follow.

There are a lot of things in front of me, but they are all scattered. For example, the pattern in front of me, it appears here and on the letter, it seems to be a clue, but how to find the connection between it, I don't know where to start.

Recently, I've actually learned a lot of things, and the most useful thing is the fat man's very practical personality.

So, instead of thinking deeper, I started thinking about what I should do if I wanted to figure it out.

When I think about it, I think there is still a way.

First of all, I'm sure, the whole thing, Daddy. Or that our old Yuan family is a direct participant. So, the first person who could answer my questions was Daddy.

Then I thought about it, and there was only one person left in my head.

Peanut.

I have a feeling that peanuts appear for a very important and important thing, and the thing he wants to accomplish contains a lot of problems: the Sifang Mountains and Rivers, our old Yuan family, the big girl, Da Luo Feng Shui, and the three-day collection

He may not be able to fully answer my doubts, but I just need to figure out what he's going to do. This bureau will definitely show a rough outline in front of me.

The more I discovered, the more convinced I became that Daddy's old fox would never tell me all the truth.

Nor will he say that he will definitely lie to me, but. What he would tell me must have been marginal issues.

Thereupon. My conclusion is simple - stalking. Even if I play with my life, I have to follow the clue of Peanut, and only with him can I learn the truth.

"Let's go." I grabbed the letter from the fat man's hand and stood up.

"Fuck, what are you doing?" The fat man was still holding the photo in the envelope.

"Find your way out of here, go find peanuts and them."

"We're definitely going to find a way. But you also wait for the fat man to catch his breath. After the fat man finished speaking, he held the photo high, looked at it very seriously, and asked me to bring the flashlight closer.

I thought it was time to take a break, not to mention that the fat man had shed so much blood. I'm tired enough, too.

"And how long do you think we're going to rest in this damn place?"

"What's the hurry?" The fat man glanced back at me, and continued to look at the photo, "This is still far from your fat man's record, wait until Lao Tzu finishes this photo." ”

I was stunned.

"What's going on?"

After a while, the fat man put the photo off his head and said to me: "This photo, if I guessed correctly, the fat man, must have been specially treated, so it will be like this." ”

"Do you think you have any opinions, isn't this nonsense? It's all exposed like this, what else should I do? ”

"If you don't understand, don't say it so hard."

The fat man put the picture in front of my eyes, "You can touch the white places on here and see if there's anything special." ”

I looked at the fat man suspiciously, I didn't know what medicine he was selling in the gourd, but I still looked for him, put my hand on it, and touched it carefully.

After a while, I noticed that in addition to being a little damp in the photo, my fingers felt a grainy feel like a matte case of a phone.

That's weird. It stands to reason that when the exposed photo is washed out, it should be the same feeling as the one that has not been exposed, and there will be a feeling of something attached to this photo.

After listening to me, the fat man immediately said: "That's right, this photo is covered with a layer of things." ”

"What?" I took the photo and fumbled carefully, "Do you know what's on it?" ”

The fat man showed a confident expression, "This method is now known to very few people, but at the end of the Qing Dynasty, many eunuchs in the palace used this method to trade antiques with foreigners." ”

In the last years of the Qing Dynasty, the country was in danger, and at that time, many rules were gone. At that time, those foreigners wantonly plundered the antiquities of the land of China, and tomb robbers were rampant throughout the country, and there were countless antique transactions in the open and in the dark.

In the inner courtyard of the palace, many people are thinking about themselves, and some powerful eunuchs will always steal a few things from the palace and sell them to those foreigners.

However, this is a risk of killing the head after all, so those eunuchs are extremely careful.

Before trading, they would take pictures of what they were holding with the cameras they were holding, or have people draw them. First, give the painting or photo to the foreigner, and after the foreigner has seen it, he will tick the things he wants on it, and indicate his bid, and then hand the photo back.

After a few back and forth, a deal to steal antiques was finalized.

In between, for safety, the eunuchs would soak the photographs and paintings in a secret medicine of the palace. When it dried, the pattern on it was gone, and it looked like nothing more than a blank sheet of paper.

And those who know the details of the road only need to deal with it again, and the problem will be solved.

"I don't know what that secret medicine is made of, but I've heard an old Jianghu tell me how to get rid of those things in the past."

Listening to the fat man, I was very excited, I didn't see much in this letter, but the photo is different, it's intuitive.

"So what to do? We don't have anything to wash on hand. ”

"No, you don't." The fat man said, "You and I have everything to remove this layer of secret medicine." ”

"Huh?" I'm confused by fat guys.

The fat man didn't explain to me any further, just put the photo on the ground, and then began to take off his briefs in front of me.

I said in my heart that this person is really sick, and it was the same last time, why does this guy like to shine when it comes to a critical time.

Just thinking about it, the fat man spilled on the photo as soon as he soaked his pee. I immediately realized that the thing he was talking about was urine. (To be continued......)

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