Wu Xiaoxie scolded him, "I didn't say it was you, what are you in a hurry to shout."

After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Qixun without a trace, and saw that the expression on his face was calm as usual, and he secretly muttered to himself if he was too worried.

Zhang Qi was looking for a serious book, and there was no flaw on his face.

The fat man rubbed his hands and smiled, "Since the lock has been opened, let's open it directly, take a look, I've been thinking about it, it's not okay."

Several people looked at the little brother and asked for his opinion.

The little brother pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Let's go then." Zhang Ji looked for a clapper, "Stay away."

The little brother suddenly pressed Zhang Qixun's hand and said lightly, "I'll come."

Anyway, there was no danger inside, Zhang Qixun didn't have any opinions, and the two of them shrank behind the reeds and grass on the shore, holding their breath, waiting for the little brother to open the blind box.

The little brother put his hand on the handle of the iron box, paused, and slowly lifted the lid.

Wu Xiaoxie's eyes widened, and when they really saw what was inside, they were stunned.

I saw that there was a recessed oval notch in the center of the box, all around it was stuffed with cement, and in the notch, an unknown object covered with pimples was lying quietly inside, the size of half a slap of an adult, flattened, like a gourd, and there was a waist in the middle.

Although the surface is rusty and pitted, you can still see the metallic luster reflected in the sunlight in the cracks of the pimples.

The fat man poked his neck and looked at it for a long time, thinking that it would be something earth-shattering and crying, but when he saw that it was such an elm iron bump, he was immediately disappointed and said, "What kind of thing is this, the ancient version of a grenade?"

Wu Xiaoxie immediately shook his head, "Don't talk nonsense, the little brother is not lacking in heart, how could he bury the grenade under the bed, what if it explodes in dry days."

The little brother's expression also looked a little surprised, leaned over and picked a leaf of a wild geranium in the grass next to him, wrapped the "iron gourd", checked it, and sniffed it on the tip of his nose.

The fat man wondered, "What does it smell like?"

The little brother's eyebrows frowned slightly, "It doesn't feel right, this thing only has a layer of iron on the outside, and the real thing is wrapped inside."

The fat man was surprised, "Can you feel this?"

The little brother glanced at him lightly, "The weight is too light."

"Generally speaking, people who deal with antiques must practice this kind of craft." Wu Xiaoxie explained, and looked at the fat man with disdain, "You don't know this, like you, who are halfway monks, really don't have any good work in your hands."

The fat man snorted, "What is the fat man doing practicing that thing, he has that spare time, how good it is to buy an electronic scale, accurate and fast."

Wu Xiaoxie rolled his eyes, not wanting to talk to him.

The fat man said again, "Muyu said that the tattoo on the gray shadow man is very familiar, but I have seen the tattoos of the two of you, and they look different from that one."

The little brother is now in amnesia and doesn't know anything about it, so he looks at Zhang Qixun.

Zhang Qixun nodded and explained, "There are two kinds of tattoos in the Zhang family, one is the one on my brother and me, the unicorn stepping on the fire, and the other is Qiqi."

"How can I say it, the little brother is a descendant of his family, so the tattoo on his body is a unicorn, and I am a member of the overseas Zhang family branch, for the convenience of movement, the tattoo is not fixed, and the tattoo is generally from the Zhang family."

"That tattoo with a slumped shoulder is indeed a strange thing." Zhang Qixun affirmed.

The fat man scratched his head, "So, that guy is really your Zhang family?"

Zhang Qixun nodded, "It is very likely that this kind of tattoo needs special fuel to be tattooed on the body, and it will only appear when it is heated, and the patterns are exquisite, and ordinary people can't touch them."

The fat man was happy for a moment, "This is really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and my own family specializes in beating my own family, Muyu, your last moment, I estimate that guy's leg must be broken."

"If it's broken, it's broken." Zhang Qixun's face was a little heavy, and he said indifferently, "If you don't fight that, it's our fat master who is lying on the ground now."

The black gold ancient knife used to break the shoulder, the token of the patriarch, so that guy still earned it.

Zhang Qixun has no good impression of the tattoos on his body, what about the same Zhang family, the family has long fallen apart, he Zhang Qishan went out of the sky, and actually made a "Zhang Qiling" by himself, thinking of the suffering that the little brother had suffered, he couldn't wait to pull Zhang Qishan out and raise the ashes.

The little brother noticed that Zhang Qixun's mood was wrong, although he didn't know the reason, but after thinking about it, he still patted him on the shoulder.

Zhang Jixun was instantly cured.

"And how do you get this thing?" The fat man pointed to the "iron gourd" in the little brother's hand, "Why don't we find some sulfuric acid to melt and see what is hidden inside."

Wu Xiaoxie frowned, "I think that since that slumped shoulder came to grab this, it is very likely that he knows what is in it."

"Little brother thinks this thing is dangerous, I think we should not move it yet, and then go back to the stilted building to look for it and see if there are any other clues."

Zhang Qixun glanced back at the direction of the stilt building, but it did not smoke like the original plot.

It is estimated that the people sent by Wu Erbai found that all the useful things in it were taken away by him, so there was no need to set fire.

"Let's go." The fat man urged, "When that girl comes back late, we won't have time."

Zhang Qi also felt a little moved when he saw the little brother, and swallowed the words that came to his mouth, forget it, just go, it won't delay much.

Just about to get up, he suddenly felt something and shouted, "Someone is coming, let's go!"

As he spoke, he lifted his toes, closed the wide open box, hugged it in his arms, and took the lead to walk to the path on the other side of the woods.

The little brother's eyes were condensed, he glanced at the empty hillside on the side of the stilted building, and said coldly, "Go."

Although Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man were puzzled, they didn't ask much, and followed to speed up their pace.

It wasn't until he walked away that Wu Xiaoxie inadvertently turned around and found that there were several dark shadows standing on the hillside there, because the distance was too far to see the faces of those people clearly, but for some reason, he always felt a little uncomfortable.

The four of them walked around the village for a long time before they found Agui's house.

Zhang Qixun had already put away the iron box, and originally planned to find a small box from the space to pack the "iron gourd", but the little brother seemed to have some concerns and insisted on holding it himself.

Zhang Qixun handed him the small box, and the little brother put the leaves wrapped in the iron lumps into it, and then carried the box into his arms.

Several people walked into the wooden courtyard gate, but Agui had not come back yet, only Yuncai's sister was weaving bamboo baskets in the courtyard.

Seeing Wu Xiaoxie and them going out for a walk, they actually brought back a person, so they asked curiously.

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