This fortune-telling made me depressed for a long time, Lao Tzu is not a tomb robber, why should he damage yin virtue?

As soon as this fortune teller said, I lost interest in continuing to wander around, and then I went home.

When I returned home in the evening, the second brother and Master Cao had not come back yet, and I only saw Dawu in the courtyard of the Zhang family, but there were many more guys in the courtyard than yesterday.

There was also a van parked in front of the door, and they were moving things down from the van.

"Dawu, what are you moving?"

Dawu beckoned those guys to speed up, his face was full of impatience, how could he have the usual respect for me and my second brother.

"Third Master Qiu, the car is full of inverted things, and there are a few new targets.... Just now, the second master is here, and he will go to Xiangxi tomorrow. ”

My complexion changed, didn't my second brother mention to me that he was going to Xiangxi tomorrow?

Could it be that he and Master Cao rushed to open the black gold box in the afternoon? Now it's open, so you're ready to leave for Xiangxi?

But why the hurry?

At ten o'clock in the evening, the second brother came back with a tired face, unlike in the afternoon, he did not have any scars on his face before he went out in the afternoon, but now there were a few more blood marks on his face.

As soon as the second brother entered the courtyard, he hurriedly shouted Dawu and said, "Dawu, are you ready for everything?" ”

Dawu nodded, and then said: "It's all here, and the guys from the logistics hall will come over at night and transport things to Xiangxi overnight." ”

"Got it, you hurry up and sleep for a while, watch the people in the logistics hall in the middle of the night to transport things over, and set off early tomorrow morning."

After Dawu left, I asked why my second brother was in a hurry to go to Xiangxi.

The second brother's face showed excitement, and he took out the black gold box that had been auctioned off from his pocket, and the difference from before was that the lock on the black gold box had been opened!

In the middle of the box, there was a palm-sized thing that looked a bit like the scales on something.

The second brother told me again what happened after he got me out of the car in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, the second brother and Master Cao found the buyer who took away the black gold box, and the second brother really guessed that the buyer who took away the black gold box would really open the lock.

The second brother used some means to get him to open the lock, and then bought the box back. I thought there was something terrible in the box, but I ended up putting a piece of this thing that looked like I didn't know what it was.

When the buyer saw this, his face quickly changed, and the second brother realized that he might know something, so he pressed him.

This question asked something terrible.

The buyer's name is Li Guangchun, his hometown is Hunan, and he has heard the legends of the older generation about the Six Fingers since he was a child, just like the legends that the second brother and Master Cao heard back then.

This Li Guangchun was convinced of the affairs of the Six Finger Clan, and later searched everywhere for information about the Six Finger Clan and Wulong Mountain. He happened to find out in an anonymous book that the people of the six-fingered tribe have a longer lifespan than normal people, at least they can live to be more than one hundred and fifty years old, and the reason why the people of the six-fingered tribe can live for so long is all because of this thing in the box.

From Li Guangchun's mouth, I learned that the contents of the box were the skin that Jiao shed when he turned into a dragon, but it was not so much a skin as a scale. This thing is made into clothes and worn on the body all year round, so that the skin will not age, and after the scales shrink, it can be soaked into medicinal wine to drink, which can prolong the life of people.

The people of the six-fingered tribe can be traced back to the Western Han Dynasty at the earliest, and they relied on this ability to extend people's lifespan and amassed a lot of money, and these treasures are hidden in Wulong Mountain.

The black gold box is what the people of the Six Fingers Clan left behind, Li Guangchun saw the black gold box at the auction today, and his eyes were naturally red, imagine who doesn't want to continue his life?

Since ancient times, this has been something that every emperor has been pursuing.

That's why the second brother went to Xiangxi in such a hurry, wanting to find the treasure left behind by the six-fingered clan.

Although the second brother believed Li Guangchun's words, I still couldn't figure it out a little, wasn't it in that legend that Mr. Feng Shui surnamed Yi learned in the mountains that the people of the Six Finger Clan would not leave Wulong Mountain at all, how did they collect money in the outside world and survive from the Western Han Dynasty to the Song Dynasty?

The second brother smiled at me and said, "I also thought of this at first, but Li Guangchun said that the Six-Finger Clan has to elect a patriarch every ten years, and this patriarch can leave Wulong Mountain, so the matter of making money naturally rests with that patriarch..... The patriarchs of these six-fingered clans, relying on the money they had saved from their ancestors, bought jobs in the imperial court, and then sold them to the wealthy gentry, a way to prolong their lives. ”

It dawned on me that the fight we had before seemed to be clear.

The bones in the six coffins may be the six patriarchs of the six-fingered clan throughout the ages. Just to explain, Master Cao found that their coffins were made by different coffin craftsmen.

Just imagine, the coffin makers are ordinary people with a lifespan of only a few decades, and the patriarchs of the six-fingered clan have lived for a hundred years by relying on the miraculous effect of these scales.

The coffin maker who built the coffin for the first six-fingered patriarch naturally couldn't wait until the second six-fingered patriarch died, and then create a second coffin.

That's why there is a six-star coffin of the Southern Dipper, and the six coffins are not from the hands of the same coffin maker.

The second brother treated the wound on his face with medicinal wine, and said: "Dawu and I will set off early tomorrow morning, Master Cao will stay at home this time, you can learn more about antiques with him during this time." ”

"Why don't you bring Master Cao?"

"He has all his skills to find gold, and this time he went to Xiangxi and it was not an inverted fight, Master Cao was already fat, and it was not very useful to take him there, but it would add a lot of trouble because of his size."

I nodded, although the second brother didn't go to the inverted bucket this time, but this trip was not easier than the inverted bucket, and I was not interested in this aspect.

But in fact, my heart is also a little throbbing, the scales in this black gold box are real, it is by no means an animal scale I have ever seen, it is very likely that it is really the so-called dragon scales that turned into a dragon.

This is enough to prove that there are indeed dragon-like creatures in Xiangxi, and the legend may be true.

The second brother glanced at me, and then said: "In the past two days, let Master Cao take you to each hall to have a look, and then go to the Xianyang antique market to go around, there are many handicaps in our Zhang family.... If something happens to me one day, you have to take over the market. ”

"Second brother, don't say that, what accident can you have?"

The second brother just shook his head lightly and didn't answer me, and then he went back to his room to rest.

I also went back to my room to sleep, and in the middle of the night, I faintly heard the voice of Dawu in the courtyard, and I thought it should be someone from the logistics hall who came to pick up something.....