"It turns out that this night pearl is the treasure of your friend's family, I really don't know. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info apologize on behalf of my brother, I'm really sorry. ”

He Songbai stood up and bowed deeply to Man Jianghong.

Man Jianghong sat silently, and said in his heart, What is this all about? If the Dragon Clan knew that Tianfeng had stolen the relics, and was afraid that he would be torn into pieces, how could he accept an apology? Besides, I can't represent the Dragon Clan, and you are not Tianfeng, what do you apologize for?

In fact, the two of them ate rice balls in their stomachs - Bei'er knew that this could never be an ordinary gem. But they all pretended to be confused and didn't reveal it.

After He Songbai sat down again, his face was sad, and he was silent for a long time before he spoke, and said:

"My brother can't bear the guilt of petitioning, he has passed away......"

Ah, Man Jianghong was really taken aback at this moment. A great master of the dragon spirit and tiger, how can he say that it is gone? His eyelids jumped, but he was still silent, and listened to what He Songbai said.

It turned out that He Songbai had six brothers and sisters, and he was the eldest. Tianfeng is the eldest brother, and in the early years, when he was in the rivers and lakes, he was afraid of causing trouble to his family, so he declared that he broke with the family. In fact, the brothers have never broken off contact with each other in secret.

He Songbai achieved the name of "God of Gamblers" ten years ago, and he was full of spirit, and was asked by Tianfeng to a hidden place for three days. No matter what tricks are played, Pai Gow, Stud-Ha, dice, mahjong...... He Songbai had the absolute upper hand at first, but then he was equalized and eventually overtaken, unable to fight back.

Just when he was exhausted and discouraged, Tianfeng explained that he had advanced to the junior grandmaster, and at that time, He Songbai was only a mere middle-level palace. Because there is a huge gap between the realm and the strength, no matter what tricks He Songbai plays in gambling, he will only be crushed in the end.

However, although the little martial arts master was thunderous in the secular world, it was not worth mentioning in the eyes of cultivators. Now that Xiuzhen was born, he regards martial arts as a slave dog and his life as a mustard. The tree is big and the wind is blowing, and He Songbai continues to swagger like this, and sooner or later he will kick the iron plate. It is necessary to retreat bravely from the rapids and wash your hands in a golden basin.

Therefore, He Songbai withdrew from the rivers and lakes when he was in the middle of the day, and after a period of reflection, he felt that gambling made his family bankrupt and his family ruined, so he joined the World Anti-Gambling Association as the honorary chairman. Why did you stand out for the casino last night, one is itchy, and the other is to return a favor to my brother.

Just three days after the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, He Songbai received an urgent call for help from Tianfeng, so he arranged for him to go to the house of a distant relative of his wife in a remote mountain village to hide. But in this long phone call, Tianfeng was not too long-winded, and discussed a few strange questions with him.

The first is whether the mythological characters recorded in the classics exist, and if so, are there any corpses or relics that can be proven?

For example, Buddha Shakyamuni left a hair relics and finger bone relics, and Jesus Christ left a shroud, which has been enshrined in temples and churches, and is visited by pilgrims. Over the millennia, there have been countless debates about the authenticity of this evidence. While they cannot be denied, they cannot be proven to be of saint origin.

Just like Shen Kuo in the Song Dynasty recorded in "Mengxi Writings", the Fengguo Buddhist Temple on the top of the Tianshan Mountains in Yanzhou excavated the remains of the corpse of King Bi in the Buddhist scripture "Great Wisdom Treatise". Although 'the shin is two feet long and the skull is as big as a bucket', it also does not prove that this huge body was left by the corpse king.

The second is chatting and chatting, and actually talked about the history of Chu and Han.

Tianfeng asked, in the troubled times of the late Qin and early Han dynasties, who was impressive?

The second monk He Songbai was puzzled and said, Chen Sheng.

Tianfeng Road:

"Yes, he is indeed a hero! The phrase 'princes and generals, rather have a kind', has been loud for thousands of years. But his pattern is too small, a little rich is safe, and failure is inevitable?"

He Songbai then replied, Liu Bang.

Tianfeng smiled and said:

"Lift a three-foot sword to cut the white snake, and rise in the grass. From a lumpenproletarian to the achievement of the imperial industry, it only took a few short years, and in the end, Wei Jia Hai sang a strong wind, and Han Gaozu was indeed not simple. But his success is mainly due to the ups and downs, the times are created, and his personal ability is not enough to convince the public. Let him change the environment, and he may have to be a village cadre for the rest of his life. ”

He Songbai thought for a while and replied: "Xiang Yu, eight thousand disciples dominate the world. ”

Tianfeng sighed:

"The beauty slaughtered herself on the bank of the Wujiang River, and the war burned Chibi Mountain. Up and down for 5,000 years, most of them are flies and dogs, and there is only one overlord. If he is bright, he may not have his bravery, if he is brave, he may not have his genius, if he has genius, he may not be able to dominate the world like him, and if he dominates the world, he may not be as strong as he is, and he will see death as home. There is only one person in the world!

The world rises and falls, and heroes draw their swords. A history of China is a history of emperors and generals, so you only remember the big guys. Although they turn the clouds and rain, don't forget that the little people can also turn the sky upside down. ”

Fortunately, He Songbai's Chinese culture skills are good, and after thinking about it, he said: "Shaofu Lingzhang Han, just use the prisoners of Lishan to defeat the rebel army. If it weren't for being defeated by Xiang Yu in the Battle of the Giant Deer, it would be difficult to say where the world belongs. ”

Tianfeng smiled:

"Qin annihilated the Six Kingdoms, and as soon as the First Emperor went, there was a storm. Guanzhong was broken by the rebel army, and the empire was in danger. The 300,000 arrogant men of the Xiongnu in Beizhen did not move, and the 500,000 troops of the Southern Expedition to Baiyue simply closed the road and locked the pass, waiting for overthrow. Zhang Han built an army of prisoners with the body of a small Shaofu order, sent a letter to the valley, and swept the world, which can be called a half-step legend.

However, it was Xiang Yu's era, and he was destined to only be a supporting role. There is one person you have forgotten, if it weren't for him, Xiang Yu would have cut off Liu Bang's head a long time ago, and it would be the overlord of Western Chu who would dominate the world, not the king of Han. Then two thousand years later, we Chinese will be called Chu people by the world, not Han people. Hahaha......"

"Uncle Xiang. He Songbai shouted.

He knew that his brother would not talk nonsense in an emergency, and waited for an explanation. After laughing for a while, Tianfeng changed the topic again.

Because of Tianfeng's death, He Songbai's memory of the last call is particularly profound, and the retelling is clearly organized. Later, I guessed that maybe Tianfeng had a bad premonition, so he talked about it for a while; maybe Tianfeng made a new discovery and wanted to share it with others, because he was a top expert in historical research and cultural relics identification; and maybe even used these nonsensical topics to convey information to himself.

In either case, He Songbai guessed that it was related to the "Night Pearl". A famous grandmaster died silently, and He Songbai didn't want to know anything in addition to grief. The reason why I put it up for auction is simply to leave a thought.

Tianfeng is extraordinary and clever, but he didn't dare to go back to the three caves of the cunning rabbit, and was forced to ask his younger brother for help. He Songbai understood the great danger involved, and did not try to contact him after that call. Who knew that only three weeks later, a distant relative's relatives suddenly came with a thunderbolt news on a sunny day, Tianfeng died!

He Songbai hurried over and found that something was quite strange.

According to relatives, when the wind first arrived, it was quite normal, with a strong body and a young face, and it did not look like a person close to sixty years old. He was a little tired and haggard after a long journey, but he did not forget to bring candy toys for children and cigarettes and alcohol for adults. Although his relative's home is in the middle of nowhere, he is still cautious. On weekdays, I don't go out in a small room, and I only come out during meal time.

In just a few days, the dark hair and beard of the wind quickly turned white into snowflakes, and the sturdy man was thin into a skeleton, his hands were constantly shaking, and he could barely hold chopsticks. The relatives were anxious and wanted to ask for a doctor, but he didn't do it, and he was not allowed to notify He Songbai. Often muttering, it's fast, it's fast.

Things are getting worse and worse.

It's better during the day, but people look a little dazed and don't answer the question. At night, frightened screams are often heard in the room. But when a relative knocked on the door and asked, he said it was fine. The physical and mental condition is getting worse and worse. Once, in the early hours of the morning, he screamed and broke out of the window, and the next day at noon he was found under a pine tree, his eyes glazed and shivering. Fortunately, the relative contracted the mountain forest, and there was no one nearby, otherwise there would have been a lot of uproar.

The mighty hand of the rivers and lakes died at noon on a sunny day.

When the relatives saw the smoke billowing from the top of the mountain, they hurried over, only to see Tianfeng sitting in the flames. At that time, he was not dead, but he was scorched by the fire and did not struggle to survive, and he still shouted a few words vaguely. There is a clearing on the top of the mountain, and a few days ago, Tianfeng picked up some dead branches and fallen leaves and piled them into yards, and his relatives didn't care, who expected him to prepare for today.

Autumn in the south is dry and dry, and the sun has not yet lost its heat, so the branches and leaves are scorched and dry, and the fire is lit. The flames are blazing, the mountain wind is blowing, and you can't get close at all. It's too late to fetch water down the mountain, and it's useless to beat with branches. In just one pillar of incense, Tianfeng was burned into a handful of ashes.

Cleaning up the relics of Tianfeng was full of some worthless travel goods, except for a small pine cylindrical tube wrapped in a piece of brown paper, which contained a small black stone the size of a pea. The paper reads: Don't make a noise, send it to Haiyu, and display the auction on the spot.

The relatives and their family were so frightened that they no longer dared to go up the mountain or live in the old house. He Songbai simply paid for them to buy a house in the town, and told them not to leak it. The relative was from the honest mountains, and he didn't know the identity of Tianfeng, so he trembled and chanted repeatedly, the evil spirit, it must have provoked the evil spirit to possess the body, and the fire didn't know the pain......

He Songbai contacted Shanghai Yu to learn about the auction. A few days ago, after he boarded the cruise ship to deliver the things, Haiyu thought that the wooden tube was too simple, so he changed it to a crystal box.

Relatives said that the tube was carved a week after my brother arrived, and it was made of ordinary pine wood. I double-checked, there is no special place. ”

He Songbai took out a small cylinder from his pocket and placed it on the table.

The surface of the package is smooth, the wood grain is clear, and the arc is perfect. It can be seen from this that Tianfeng's "wonderful hands are empty" is by no means a false name, and it is nothing more than pressing and forming with a machine. But ordinary pine wood is not "every inch of sandalwood and gold" after all, it is dull and simple, and it is really not enough to put it together with the colorful crystal box.

Speaking of which, Hua Rong knocked on the door and entered, looking at the two of them very seriously, just a few words of greeting and leaving.

He Songbai sat down for a while, and after all, he didn't have anything more, and got up to say goodbye:

"That's all there is to know about the 'Pearl of the Night'. My brother is gone, and I don't want to get into any more trouble. Mr. Jiang Hong let it be returned to its original owner, which is a great thing, and Songbai is very grateful. ”

"Wait a minute...... Man Jianghong saw He Songbai pick up the wooden tube and turned around to leave, and said, "Can you leave this tube?" ”

"Row ......"

He Songbai hesitated for a moment, and put his things down briskly.

"Also, you said that Master Tianfeng shouted a few words before he died, what is it?"

When He Songbai heard the words "Master of the Heavenly Wind", he knew that Man Jianghong had removed this festival, his expression was obviously much more relaxed, and he said:

"My relatives don't understand, it's very vague, and I don't understand it...... Remember that the last sentence vaguely is, gold...... Bigou. ”

"Wait, try to imitate the pronunciation as much as you can. ”

He Songbai thought for a while, and learned in a strange and awkward tone: "Golden and green dogs." ”

Man Jianghong's heart shook violently, and his face changed instantly.

Others don't know, but he knows that this is the ancient Chu language.

Dongting Lake is located in a remote area, with inconvenient transportation, and retains some Chu style and charm. If that's all, the language has evolved over thousands of years, and Xiao Mange will not understand it. But just two hours ago, he had just experienced a war between gods and witches more than 2,000 years ago. Except for the goddess who spoke a standard ordinary official dialect, the others spoke all in Guchu.

As a modern person, Tianfeng's last words are very ridiculous and incredible, and they turned out to be: Death Qin will be Chu.