"Xiao Li, you also have a history of studying philosophy?"

Old Mr. Wei smiled and asked. At this moment, where does he still have the appearance of the head of a remote village, he is completely an old man with profound knowledge who lives deep in the mountains.

Li Zewen shook his head with a smile, "I haven't studied." I studied language for four years in college, and I studied language in a minor. What I feel and understand comes from life. ”

After a long silence, Mr. Wei lay down again, shook the fan again, and said, "If you can drink my tea with this philosophy, if you have any questions, just ask." ”

Li Zewen smiled slightly, thought for a while, and asked bluntly, "I want to know why your father, old village chief, passed away?"

didn't think about it, but Mr. Wei suddenly asked, "I heard that two days ago, you married a South China tiger who didn't grow big, and the woman was a Persian cat. The scene is huge, bigger than a human wedding. ”

Stunned, Li Zewen nodded, "This is indeed the case." ”

"That Mr. Li is also a strange man. Mr. Wei smiled slightly, "Presumably what you want to understand is also what he wants to understand, I said, right?"

The old village chief guessed correctly, and Mr. Li Mai was also quite interested. Li Zewen replied half-truthfully.

Nodding slowly, Mr. Wei said, "The reason for my father's death, in your opinion, should be because of what?"

"It wasn't because of the South China tiger that was raging at the time, nor because of the disease. ”

Mr. Wei smiled, "Okay, you continue to analyze, and I'll listen to it." ”

"Any analysis has to be based on adequate material. Li Zewen said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, I did do some investigations, and according to the analysis of the information in hand, I am not sure that your father's death is related to the criticism at that time, but I personally think that there is a great possibility." ”

"Why?"

"Maybe it's intuition. ”

Mr. Wei groaned, shaking his fan and looking at the locust tree, and his memories gradually became clearer.

"Forget it, there have been rumors in the village for twenty or thirty years, I am ninety years old this year, and my body is still strong, but I don't know when I will have to go to see the father of the country and his old man. Mr. Wei said slowly, "I thought that the secret was still brought into the coffin." There is no shortage of this secret in the world, and there is no need for any truth in the mountain village. Unexpectedly, this day still came......"

Li Zewen suddenly realized keenly that Mr. Wei was definitely not as Gu Tonggang said, who knew nothing about his father's secret, on the contrary, he must know it very clearly.

Fortunately, he had to be patient with him for a while to talk about philosophy, otherwise it would be extremely difficult to arouse Mr. Wei's feelings, and to understand the truth of the matter, let alone talk about it.

"I've killed someone, do you believe it?" said Mr. Wei suddenly.

Li Zewen was secretly taken aback, but he was not an ordinary person, so he quickly froze his mind, and met Mr. Wei's suddenly fierce eyes, he nodded slowly, "Maybe believe it." ”

Old Mr. Wei's eyes suddenly softened, smiled slightly, stood up, and said, "You come with me." ”

Li Zewen did not hesitate, got up and followed him along the path at the edge of the village towards the back of the village. Along the way, he felt like he was moving towards the truth, and the feeling made people feel more and more calm after the excitement. Perhaps the so-called treasure was completely unexpected.

Probably not.

After walking to the back of the village, Li Zewen looked up and saw that it was a mountain bag behind the school, where there was a thatched house used to pile firewood. There happened to be a few rows of natural trees in the middle, blocking the view from the school.

At first glance, there is nothing strange about it, but after a closer look, in the eyes of Li Zewen, a veteran, it is soon found that this thatched house is an extremely unnoticeable place, because of the low-lying terrain, and the surrounding houses and trees are more distinctive, and more importantly, the thatched house is very cleverly integrated with the surrounding environment.

It seems simple, but in fact it is definitely a carefully selected place.

"The treasure you speak of is here. ”

Standing in front of the thatched house, Mr. Wei said in a deep voice, "Your guess is very accurate, my father was neither killed in the tiger's mouth nor died of illness, but was criticized to death. ”

Pointing to the thatched house, Mr. Wei said, "His death, in exchange for this pile of things, is all underneath." ”

Li Zewen quickly connected the clues, basically affirming the authenticity of what Mr. Wei said, and only in this way did it become logical.

"I killed a lot of people to keep this pile. Mr. Wei smiled coldly and said, "Those over ninety years old in the mountain village are either murderers or accomplices. Do you know why?"

After a pause, he said, "I don't know how the news spread, but there were several waves of bandits overnight. Later, I learned that it was the remnants of bandits who had not been wiped out by the people's army who had fled here, and they didn't know where they heard that there were treasures in the mountain villages, and they all came. I had just turned eighteen years old that year, and I took all the young men of the village at that time to fight to the death against the bandits. The bandits were beaten away, and the young men of the village were also killed and wounded. Otherwise, what you see today would never be a small village with only twenty or thirty households. ”

"You say, are we murderers?"

Li Zewen was in awe and said, "Mr. Wei, you are heroes. ”

Slowly waving his hand, Mr. Wei opened the door of the thatched house and said, "I didn't know what kind of treasure was saved by so many people who died. Because my father had a will, it would take ten years to open this door. Ten years later, I opened this door in the presence of several old people, and there was an underground cave that was ventilated and dry all year round. Can you guess what's inside?"

Looking at the faint smile on Mr. Wei's face, he seemed to be a little helpless, seemed to be a little emotional, and even a little long, Li Zewen seemed to realize something, and his face suddenly became solemn.

There is no doubt that what this thatched house hides is a very well excavated basement suitable for long-term storage, and it is then that Li Zewen knows the real reason why Mr. Wei's father chose this place. Ventilation and dryness of the ground are perfect for you.

As Mr. Wei walked in, Mr. Wei easily moved away a pile of firewood, I don't know where he touched the door, an entrance slowly opened on the ground, and a ladder extended down, but it was so finely done.

A cool wind blew out from the entrance, and Li Zewen immediately concluded that this basement must have a very complete ventilation system.

followed Mr. Wei cautiously walked in, and actually pulled the electric light. The light was turned on, and when Li Zewen stood still and looked at the basement, which was seventy square meters in size, he was completely stunned.

The so-called treasures have nothing to do with gold, silver and jewelry, they are all - a bunch of ancient books!