"Do you remember what Wang Min did at the hydropower station?" Jiang Xun said: "Some intimidation is just to warn people and force people to back down, not to really hurt people. Wang Min is, and so is this faceless spirit now. If it wanted to kill someone, it could do so the first time they entered the factory, and kill it in person. ”

"Didn't Qi Xiaowan almost die?" Tang Jiao said.

"I don't think it has anything to do with it." Jiang Xun smiled: "Have you ever thought that the black dog may not have been killed by Qi Xiaowan." ”

I thought about Qi Xiaowan's injuries and the words I heard in the hospital, and asked, "Do you think she is isolated?" ”

"I'm not sure."

Jiang Xun said: "I can only say that there must be something hidden between them. There are grievances and debts in that note, but there are also graces and grievances. Cause and effect reincarnation, each with its own retribution, if they really do something, they should pay the price for their actions. ”

"Xun'er, you're a little too unkind, what can they do with a few children?"

"When you are young, you are more presumptuous, and you don't know how to restrain yourself, and crime and punishment should not be measured by this."

"I'll go see Qi Xiaowan again tomorrow and communicate with her mother." I interrupted their conversation and said, "Even if they do something wrong, they shouldn't be punished for upsetting the balance of yin and yang. ”

"Then Shopkeeper Shen, do you have nothing else to do this afternoon?" Tang Jiao looked at me with a malicious expression and smiled flatteringly, "Let's go to Fengxian Pavilion to see that treasure map, how about it?" ”

I didn't plan to go to the tomb with him from the beginning, and it was not good to be mentioned by him, so I cleared my throat and changed the topic and asked: "Your shop is called Fengxian Pavilion, I have always been curious, and I haven't asked yet, which immortal family is enshrined there?" ”

Tang Jiao was easily led astray, smiled, and said: "The three words of Fengxian Pavilion were inscribed by the old lady of our family when my father was still alive. They listened to the words of a master, and left an empty shrine in the innermost room of the cabinet, and until now there are perennial incense incense, and the tributes are endless, coming and going from the north to the south. People don't say that doing business is about making good connections, we are the same, and they have dealt with them well, these years have been blessed by the gods, it has been very smooth, what chickens and dogs steal natural disasters and man-made disasters, never fell on our Fengxian Pavilion, not only that, but also got a lot of good things. ”

Worship the shrine and feast the immortals.

This way of asking God, I have only seen a few sentences in some Shen Ji and some loose books, and today is the first time I know that someone is really using it, and I have gained a little more insight.

I thought that Tang Jiao would forget the topic just now, and after a meal, he didn't mention the matter of us going to Fengxian Pavilion again, and slipped out for a while, but when he came back, he brought a modern map that he had restored according to the content on the bamboo slip, and spread it out on the table in front of the three of us.

He used the end of a pen to follow the route he had drawn earlier, and said to us: "Now it is roughly estimated that the Xianzong Mausoleum should be here, a place called Linguan. I inquired in advance, it is a deserted village, and the families who have relied on have moved away, and there are few people living there now, which is especially convenient for us to start. I've asked someone to prepare all the tools, and when the time comes, we'll wait for two days to determine the exact location of the tomb, dig a hole and transport the contents out, and then sell them like this. ”

Jiang Xun closed his eyes again and took a nap, no one spoke, only Ziwei was barely listening.

Tang Jiao immersed himself in his own world, and then said: "Let's take the nearest road, you see, the next stop...... Walking to Hangyang, the rest of the road is down, almost a straight line, and it will take two weeks to get there. ”

"Shopkeeper Shen, little brother Shen, what do you think?" He looked up, his eyes shining.

"Tang Jiao, I ......"

"Master."

I was just about to explain the matter of going down to the tomb to Tang Jiao, but Ziwei interrupted me, got up and turned the map in a different direction when I looked over, faced me, pointed to a few points on it, and said, "Look at these places." ”

On that map, I first saw the location of Dongyan Town, then the location of the former Muzhang County, and then the city of Chengshui.

Ziwei's hand finally landed on a location, a small coordinate, which read: Dong Chuan.

We hadn't noticed it before, these places were not very far apart, and if we continued to go down, connecting to the Linguan highlighted by Tang Jiao, a line was connected, almost in a straight semi-circular arc, just enough to divide the whole map into two halves of equal size.

"Huh?" Tang Ka let out a sigh of surprise, "This...... It's kind of weird. ”

Tang Jiao used a pen to draw out a few dots on the map that Ziwei had pointed to just now, I was still thinking about the meaning of this, and suddenly felt a chill on my side, but turned my head to see Jiang Xun, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating at this time, his face was blue, his brows were frowning, and a large number of green tendons were protruding, as if he was experiencing great pain.

I don't understand what's going on, all three of us are here, so close at a distance, no one noticed anything abnormal, it's impossible for someone to sneak up in this situation.

The three of them were at a loss, not knowing what to do, Jiang Xun opened his eyes, his body curled up, his right hand tightly grasped the Buddha bead on his left wrist, a blood stain overflowed along the corner of his mouth, his eyes were scarlet, and he was densely filled with interlaced blood-colored lines.

Tang Jiao stood on the side, stunned for a moment, and asked anxiously at him, "Xun'er, what's wrong with you?" ”

Jiang Xun breathed for a few seconds, pressed down his breathing, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice was weak and faintly hoarse, "I just made a divination." ”

He glanced around us, his gaze fixed on me, his chest sank, and his voice was deep, "This is the result. ”

The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, and if you want to spy on it, you will be damned.

The white jade was flawless, and there was no trace of blood between the Buddha beads, and it was not until a long time later that it seemed to emerge from the body, and slowly recovered as before.

"Tang Kao." Jiang Xun didn't have much strength, barely held on, and asked him, "Where did you get this bamboo slip?" ”

"It's caught in the 'ghost market', didn't we always go shopping for goods before." Tang Kao didn't know why.

Jiang Xun asked again: "The person who gave you things, what does he look like?" ”

"Uh...... How can I describe it......" he scratched his hair, "ordinary people, one nose, two eyes and one mouth." ”

"I can paint a portrait for you." I say.

It was only then that I realized that Jiang Xun's understanding of this mausoleum was probably not much more than ours, and we all had our own thoughts, using the excuse of wanting to help to achieve our own goals, and we didn't pay much attention to the most important treasure map itself, and the only person who really wanted to enter the mausoleum and take the treasure from beginning to end was Tang Jiao.

I sat down at the table, calmed down, and in Tang Jiao's detailed description, I glimpsed a trace of his divine sense, and drew the appearance of the person he saw in his mouth on the paper.

Starting from an outline, the more Tang Jia said, the closer I got to the details, the more apprehensive I became, and before I finished drawing a pair of eyes, I stopped my pen in the accelerated heartbeat. The ink blurred a small piece of paper from the trembling of his right hand.

"Shopkeeper Shen?" Tang Kari was puzzled.

The face of the person on the paper has been formed, and the three of us are silent together. If I can't confirm it before the name is spoken, I tell myself that there is a similarity, but Zi didn't open his mouth and came to a conclusion, "It's Shigong." ”

"Huh?" Tang Jiao's chin was so shocked that he couldn't believe it, "How is it possible?" Where is such a coincidence? ”

"It can't be a coincidence." Jiang Xun's voice was almost inaudible, and he said calmly: "Shen Pei may know something, so he was chased and killed, and left us bamboo slips as a hint." This mausoleum is not as simple as we thought before. ”

"No, what about my treasure?" Tang Jiao hurriedly said: "The bamboo slips can't be fake, don't tell me that there is actually nothing there." ”

"Whether it's true or not, just verify it." I say.

If Master left the bamboo slips in order to lead us to that place, we have no reason to refuse, regardless of whether it is true or not.

Tang Jiao thought about it, but finally gritted his teeth, and was still willing to fight for the treasure he might get.

With Master's clues, knowing the destination, and seeing the arranged route, I really understood what Jiang Xun said about the feeling of entering the game, tossing and turning when I was alone, and that unstable heart became more and more panicked about the future.

Jiang Xun had a really bad time in the past two days, and that hexagram consumed a lot of his vitality, we didn't know where his home was, Tang Xun was not at ease, so he said that he would stay behind, let Jiang Xun sleep in his room, and run to a room with Zi Wei.

I saw the lights in Jiang Xun's room all night, and the light did not go out until three or four o'clock in the morning, and it dimmed in the morning light.

I got up early and made a breakfast with the ready-made ingredients in the refrigerator, Jiang Xun didn't move, I left a copy for him and put it in the refrigerator, and posted a note outside to remind him to eat it hot after waking up. After that, Tang Jia went to Fengxian Pavilion, and Ziwei and I went to the hospital to see Qi Xiaowan's situation.

She finally woke up, and when we got there her mother was gone, she was the only one lying in the hospital bed, her eyes wide open and looking at the ceiling overhead, not moving. The nurse said that she had been like this since she woke up, not eating or drinking, and not responding to other people's words.

Walking into the room, the rune paper I had left here was activated, and a faint glow of fluorescence shrouded her bed.

"Xiaowan." I was beside her and said softly, "We already know part of what happened to you, and we can help you if you need it, as long as you tell us what you have seen during this time." ”

She didn't speak, and two lines of tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

I took a tissue to wipe it for her and gently said to her, "Don't be afraid, we're not bad people, there's nothing here now, you don't have to worry." ”

"No......" her lips twitched, and I waited for her next sentence, but she only had this one word, and there was no more follow-up.

I turned my eyes and wanted to give her a little time to recover and no longer ask, but I caught a glimpse of a figure in the afterglow, and my body stiffened, so that Zi did not stay where I was, and chased him out alone.

I didn't see the man's face clearly, but I intuitively felt that he was not very human, and I followed him to the flower bed at the back of the inpatient department, and the person only flashed in front of me and disappeared.