Counting nine cold days, frozen for thousands of miles, the outside of the store is a snow-white, and the wind blows the snow rampantly.

As I sat in my antique shop, surrounded by a burning stove and freshly brewed tea, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort.

At this moment, a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses who looked to be less than thirty years old pushed the door open and entered the store.

He patted the snow on his body, smiled at me, and said, "Step into the Qianli Store and explore the treasures of the Strange Hall." ”

"There is a strange treasure, the treasure is ugly, and the person who comes from the burrow is a guest."

"It's a guest, autumn is famous!"

I laughed, lifted the blanket from my lap, stood up and poured the young man a cup of hot tea, and then closed the door again.

The conversation I had with this young man was an incision, and in layman's terms, it was a secret word.

It's just that these things can only be sold to regular customers, and raw customers naturally can't be sold, so there is this incision.

Only the right person I will take him to see these disgraceful treasures, and the customers who do not have the right number can naturally only see the antiques on the bright side of the store.

It's just that in recent years, peers and customers in this area have died, those who have been caught, and there are no customers who have come to buy these things caught underground.

The young man was not polite, took my teacup and drank the tea, looking like a master who was not very good at tasting tea.

The young man drank the hot tea in one gulp, and his face was a lot more rosy, and then I said, "Young man, are you here to see the guys?" ”

"Not at all..... Qiu Sanye, my name is Pang Qing, I am a writer, I want to find some material on what you used to do in the field, I inquired a lot of places, and they all said let me come to you to ask, and no one else dared to tell me those things, for fear that I would be a policeman or a hemp seed on the road. ”

Police means police. And oil hemp seeds are also a kind of black words, which refers to the kind of people who make up an identity for themselves, specially win someone's favor, and knock on the other party to hit the useful information for themselves.

I took a sip of tea unhurriedly, looked carefully at the young man named Pang Qing in front of me, and said after a while: "Since you have inquired about so many people, you naturally know the rules of the road..... How can I casually talk to you, a stunned young man of unknown origin, about going to the ground? ”

Pang Qing smiled lightly, took out a photo from his jacket pocket and handed it to me, the photo showed a shirtless bearded man with a scumbag, I didn't feel familiar at first glance, but when I looked closely and vaguely saw the tattoo on his neck, I couldn't help but be surprised.

I excitedly grabbed Pang Qing's clothes and asked, "Where did you get this photo?" Where was it filmed? ”

"Third Master Qiu, don't get excited.... You tell me your story, and then I'll tell you about this picture, and we can exchange it reasonably, right? .... Don't worry I'm Yau Mazi and the police, I know you have a wide path, you don't believe you can investigate me, I'm really just an ordinary writer, I just want to hear you tell a story about this, so I can write a book like this. ”

Pang Qing put the photo away and looked at me with a smile, and my heart was no longer at peace.

The person in the photo is called Bai Sha, my iron buddy, and it can be said that he is a friend of life and death. When I was young, I became famous with him and did a lot of earth-shattering things.

It was only after we went to the grave for the last time nine years ago that he mysteriously disappeared, and I mobilized all my connections to find him, but there was no news, and I subconsciously thought that he was dead.

Now, when I am nearly forty years old, when I see the white sand again, I feel incredible.

I sighed softly, returned to the recliner, and motioned for Pang Qing to sit aside, before whispering: "That's it, no matter what your identity is, I will tell you the story you want to hear, and I hope you can tell me his news....."

Pang Qing nodded: "Third Master Qiu, this is natural. Although I am not a person on the road, I will not do anything short of the glove white wolf. ”

As he spoke, Pang Qing took out his laptop from the bag he was carrying, apparently intending to carefully write down my narrative.

I lit a cigarette for myself, and my mind went back to seventeen years ago, when I was twenty-two.

My name is Zhang Zhiqiu, my ancestral home is Hunan, and I was born in a family of tomb robbers.

According to my grandfather, our ancestors were from the common background of a mountain mover and a captain who touched gold, and we have been robbing tombs for generations.

Over time, our Zhang family has become a huge family, and my father and my two uncles have inherited my grandfather's craftsmanship. But in my generation, because of the surprise of the times and thoughts, only my second brother was willing to follow the family rules and learned the craft of inverted fighting with my father.

My eldest sister and I were reluctant to do this, but living in such a family since childhood, it was inevitable that we would be exposed to it.

But the change in our Zhang family was also in a tomb robbery operation, which became fragmented and almost wiped out in one fell swoop.

That was in 2000 when I was seventeen.

My father, who is in charge of the family, has already given it to my uncle and retired to the background to support the elderly. At that time, my father and my uncle and my second uncle didn't know where to get the information of a tomb in Shaanxi, and in one fell swoop brought half of the family's men to the tomb, and a month later, no half of the family came back to report the progress.

My father couldn't sit still all of a sudden, and it stands to reason that every time he went to the ground, he would send a man back every other week to report the progress and the situation in the tomb, but he didn't come back for a whole month.

My father realized that something was wrong, and sent a team of guys who were familiar with the matter to the place where my father and their grave were buried, but it turned out that the meat buns and dogs were beaten and there was no return. Now my father was completely anxious, and he didn't go back to his old business from behind the scenes, supported his old body, and personally took the rest of the family to the tomb together.

Although I never asked about this matter, I was still very concerned about my father's safety, so I went to Shaanxi with my father and my second brother.

When I got to the place, I found that there were only my dad's tent and some tools without going down to the grave, but there was no one on it.

My father looked at it, his face couldn't help but change ugly, and said to me and my second brother: "Second son, this is the situation in the tomb, you go home now, use my name to borrow some more people on the road.... Three boys, I'll take these guys down, you haven't learned kung fu from me since you were a child, you can give us a card on the ground. ”

The card is the person in the tomb robbery team who keeps a sentry on the tomb.

The second brother was reluctant to leave at the time, but my father slapped him directly and said sharply: "You hurry up and move Lao Tzu back, your father and your two uncles have encountered a murderous grave, and they didn't understand when they stepped on it..... If it weren't for the fact that your third brother didn't know how to deal with people on the road, I would definitely let you go down with me. ”

The second brother was slapped in the face, and immediately honestly took the closest buddies to him away, and my father discussed with the guys, and went down to the grave overnight, leaving me and five or six guys who put cards on the ground.

For three days, there was no movement under the tomb, and I was a little anxious. Until noon on the fourth day, I thought that tomorrow would be the time for my second brother to bring someone here, and my heart suddenly felt a lot more steady.

Because under the tomb, counting the guys brought down by my father and two uncles, as well as the guys brought down by my father, there are forty people, and when the second brother brings dozens more people, no matter how awesome the tomb is, it has to be dug up!

As a result, on the fourth day, the second brother's people didn't wait, and there were people coming up from under the tomb, it was my father and my father, and there were a few guys behind me.

Their faces were gloomy, and there were a lot of injuries on their bodies, I excitedly went up to ask my grandfather what was going on, my father didn't say a word, but my father shed tears and said to me: "Your uncle and second uncle are gone." ”

I was so frightened that I was about to ask what was going on, but suddenly a large number of policemen appeared in the woods, all with guns in their hands, and the muzzles of their guns were pointed at us, and they shot and killed two guys who had not had time to put away their earthen guns.

I was only seventeen years old at the time, and I had never seen such a battle, and I was directly scared to pee my pants, and my father and my father were instantly stunned, and before they could react to anything, they were crushed to the ground by the police.

The other guys, who reacted quickly, scattered and ran into the woods, only to be unceremoniously shot and killed by the policemen.

In this way, my father and I and a few guys who didn't have time to run were arrested, and my father and my father, as the organizers of the tomb robbery, were directly sentenced to death, and several other guys were not spared.

Only me and a few guys who put cards on the ground, read the tomb and confessed our guilt with a good attitude, and sentenced us to five years.

During the execution, I saw my father and my father being shot and destroyed.....

Later, when I was in prison, I heard that most of the guys in our family who ran away were incognito, no longer engaged in tomb robbing, and started a serious business, and our Zhang family was also completely declined, and none of my father's generation survived.

By the time I was released from prison, it was five years later, and I was twenty-two years old.

I'm not sure if my second brother will come to pick me up, because he hasn't come to see me once in the past five years.

As soon as I walked out of the gate of the detention center, I was carrying a few items in my hand and looked around a little blankly.

I kind of want to look back and see what kind of place I have been in for five years, but the seniors in the prison have said that you must not look back, it is unlucky.

I resisted the strong desire to turn back, and walked out of this street that no one wanted to come, and before I could take a few more steps, a white van stopped in front of me, and two sturdy men got out of the car, I subconsciously wanted to run, but they immediately sprayed something in my face, and my whole body suddenly unloaded my strength, and after a few seconds, my eyes went dark, and I lost consciousness.....