In October 1997, the tomb of King Zhao in Handan, Hebei Province was stolen.

Among them, a large number of bronze horses, golden jade clothes and many other national cultural relics have been unearthed.

Although the public security organs caught all the criminals.

The tomb robbers also spit out a lot of major artifacts.

But out of it flowed a shriveled human skin that was not good-looking.

July 1999.

As usual, I stayed in Uncle Yan's shop and studied some knowledge about antiques.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the weather changed suddenly.

The sky that had been clear suddenly became cloudy.

With bursts of muffled thunder, the bean-sized raindrops, as if venting something, crackled and fell.

I looked at the strange weather outside the door, cursed in a low voice, and prepared to get up and close the door.

At this moment, a rickety man walked in in the heavy rain.

When I entered the door, I asked if Yama Luo Wu was there?

Say there's something to sell!

Yama Luo Wu is my Uncle Yan's real name.

But ordinary people don't call it that, and people in the circle call Uncle Yan the fifth master.

The person in front of him spoke with a Tianjin flavor.

Tianjin is hundreds of kilometers away from Los Angeles.

Shenyang Road over there, and Panjiayuan in Beijing, isn't that more famous than ours?

Do you need to come all the way to our Los Angeles to sell something?

What's more, I've never heard that Uncle Yan still has friends in Tianjin?

Speaking of which, I have to mention the culture in the tomb robbery circle,

Many people may only know that tomb robberies are divided into two factions: the north and the south.

But I don't know that there is a lot to say about the side branch details.

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the whole of China was divided into ten major tomb robbery systems.

They are: Liaoshen, Rehe, Changping, Huanluo, Yanbei, Guanzhong, Lunan, Changsha, Jiangning and Lingnan.

These ten tomb robbery systems are also known as the ten tomb robbery gang underground organizations.

They carved up the entire underground realm of China.

In addition to these, some places will also be divided into local factions, family factions, and so on.

Jingjin is subordinate to the Changping Gang, and due to historical factors and other reasons, they generally do not cooperate with people from other provinces.

Because they think that people in other places are all dirt buns, they are high-class nobles.

Especially the descendants of the Qing government, who are the children of the Eight Banners at every turn.

This descendant of Aixin Jueluo, that of the Yehnara clan.

Even if he didn't fall into being a tomb robber, the pride and prejudice in his bones still haven't changed.

Perhaps seeing that I had been staring at myself without speaking, the other party raised his hand and took off his raincoat and hat.

When the other party took off his hat, I could see the other person's face clearly.

The hair is thinning, and the facial features are extremely ugly, as if they have been scalded by boiling water.

The folds on the face are stacked layer by layer, and the folds shake as you speak.

It's like I'm going to kill something.

If it's normal, it's those cunning eyes.

I looked the other party up and down and asked, "My Uncle Yan is not here, if you have anything you need to sell, you can show me first." ”

Seeing me say this, the other party glanced me up and down.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Dare to ask the little brother, when is Yan Luowu here?" ”

"I was a friend of his early years......"

I frowned, and felt a little unhappy in my heart.

Is this looking down on me?

Thinking so, he shrugged his shoulders.

"Since you said that you are my Uncle Yan's friend, then you naturally know what he does."

"My Uncle Yan has gone far away, and I really don't know when I'll come back."

"You, then, if it's convenient, take it out and show it to me."

"I'm not satisfied with you, I followed Uncle Yan at the age of twelve to learn antique knowledge, and I have seen a lot of big and small treasures."

"At least until now, there's nothing for me to see."

"I don't dare to say anything else, but if you look at the treasure, my Uncle Yan may not be able to say how much better than me now?"

"If you don't believe it, you can go out and inquire, I am known as the little fifth master of Jianbao in this area......!"

When I said this, my tone involuntarily raised.

While most of it was braggart, there was one thing I didn't lie to him.

That is, whether the water head that comes out is wonderful, yellow, or smoked.

I can't say 100% I can see the bottom at a glance.

But at least I haven't really looked at it so far.

The head of water refers to something that comes out of the soil, and in many novels it is called a spiritual vessel.

Generally, people in the circle rarely call it, and each place has its own black code language.

And the second goods refer to fakes.

Yellow goods refer to genuine goods.

Smoked goods refer to fakes that have been tampered with.

After waiting for a long time and the other party didn't react, I wanted to drive people away.

But just as I got up, the other party rushed to the door and helped me close the door.

I saw the other party close the door, and immediately looked at the other party cautiously.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Seeing my reaction, the other party hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Little brother, don't be nervous. ”

With that, he took out the contents of his arms and placed them on the counter in front of me.

It was something wrapped in several layers of oiled paper.

It was placed on the table like a large lump of yellow poop.

I glanced at each other, and then quickly unwrapped the layers of oiled paper with both hands.

When he saw a shriveled skin appear inside, he immediately frowned.

At first, I didn't think about human skin.

It's just that there are a lot of reddish-brown lines on this shriveled skin, like runes.

But I don't have a deep study of paleographies, after all, I haven't studied them systematically, so I can't recognize them.

But the smell on this skin makes me a little inexplicably familiar.

My nose has been surprisingly sensitive since I lost my sight.

Even after seeing the light again, this ability was not lost.

I took the piece and looked it up and down a few times, then looked up at each other.

"What kind of skin is this?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then leaked a somewhat ambiguous smile at me.

He didn't speak, just looked at me with a weird smile.

I was a little hairy at the other person's view, and at the same time noticed the folds on the other person's face.

It immediately occurred to me that it might be a human skin.

When I learned that it was a human skin in my hand, I was not afraid.

It's just a little bit weird.

Because I don't know who will take such a piece of stuff?

Not to mention the shriveled into a poop-like thing like human skin.

I casually threw the shriveled human skin on the table.

Then he walked and said, "Isn't it just a tattered human skin, what did I think?" ”

"It's not worth much in the antiques market, and it's not collectible, if you're going to sell it."

Speaking of this, I stretched out two fingers and looked at the old man: "Twenty yuan, no more!" ”

"It's still for the sake of you being my Uncle Yan's friend, if you sell it, I'll give you money, if you don't sell it, please ...... yourself"

After saying that, I looked at each other quietly.

There is even more disdain in my heart, is it worth such a treasure for such a broken thing?

When the other party heard me say this, he was immediately a little stunned, as if I was joking again.

But soon the other party reacted.

Instead of grabbing the poop on the table, he leaned over to me.

Then he lowered his voice and said, "Little brother, do you know where this human skin came from?" ”

"If you knew, you wouldn't have made such an easy offer?"

Seeing that the other party said this, I shook my head again and again.

"The antique shop has the rules of the antique shop, only look at the authenticity, and don't ask the source of the thing."

The old man smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, let's pay for it......!" ”

When the old man stretched out his left hand, I realized that his left hand was pitch black, as if it had been poisoned.

But I didn't think much about that.

Instead, he opened the drawer indifferently, took out twenty dollars and handed it to the other party.

The other party took the money and said, "This twenty yuan is a deposit, and when you give this thing to Yan Luowu, let him make up the follow-up money for me." ”

As he spoke, the old man put on his raincoat and hat, opened the door and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, the old man stopped and turned his head to look at me and said, "You are that kid from the Chen family, right?" ”

Now it's my turn to be surprised, this person knows me?

But before I could ask back, the other party said again: "Tell Yama Luo Wu that he owes the ghost hand a favor." ”

After saying that, the old man plunged into the heavy rain.

By the time I reacted and rushed out to ask for clarification, where was there still half a figure ......?