"right here?"
That night, at around 10 o'clock, I followed Lao Mian into Huozhuang Village next to the reservoir. Finally, Lao Mian took me to a small bungalow. The surroundings were very quiet. Through the window, I saw a light on in the house.
Lao Mian stepped aside and said, "You go in, it's not convenient for me to go in."
Taking a deep breath, I straightened my clothes and hairstyle, then straightened my back and pushed the door open.
In the room, an old scholar with a wrinkled face was sitting in a wheelchair, and the young man with a flat hair standing next to him had an indifferent expression. This man was the old scholar's personal bodyguard, Northeastern Xiaokai from Tagou Martial Arts School.
I haven't seen him for several years, and the old scholar is even older. Not to mention his white hair, the wrinkles on his face are like a piece of dead tree bark covering his face. I roughly calculated that he should be no less than 98 years old this year.
The old scholar was leaning on his wheelchair with his eyes closed. If it weren't for the string of jade beads spinning in his hand, I would have thought he was dead.
I took two steps forward to get closer to the wheelchair, but Xiaokai blocked me with his hand.
The old scholar didn't open his eyes to look at me or speak. I wasn't in a hurry, so I sat on a chair nearby.
There was a short silence between the two sides.
Finally, the old scholar slowly opened his eyes. Unlike his old face, his eyes looked very clear, like that of a young man.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Xiang, have we not seen each other for a few years?"
I said: "Old man, it has been three and a half years since we said goodbye to Heishui City in Yinchuan."
"Well, is your master's thousand-year-old vixen in good health? Is he dead?"
"Thanks to you, my master is in good health."
The old scholar suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently, and Xiao Kai, who was taking care of him, immediately handed over a towel.
The old scholar wiped his mouth, pointed at me and said, "Xiao Xiang, do you know that you are going to die this time? I ask you, tell me honestly, have you ever killed anyone?"
"No!"
I immediately stood up and said excitedly: "I, Xiang Yunfeng, swear to God here! I usually don't even dare to kill a chicken! How dare I kill someone!"
The old scholar coughed twice more and said, "It's okay that I haven't killed anyone. That's probably only about ten years. But unfortunately, by the time you come out, the children of your confidante will probably be in elementary school."
When I heard this, I thought to myself: "I'm not frightened! Old man, who are you trying to scare? Are you afraid of you? Don't forget, you were also a tomb robber in the beginning! You're not clean either!"
Of course, I dare not say these words openly.
I said: "Old man, to you, I am just an insignificant little thief. You can just say nothing about me! The key is whether I, a little person, can bring you great value." !”
The old scholar turned the jade bracelet in his hand and nodded: "Keep talking."
I immediately said: "We can make a deal. I have discovered many large tombs in my travels over the years, and quite a few of them are still intact, but they have not been discovered! Just pretend that I have not come to Handan this time. Then I will immediately write out a list of the locations of the tombs and hand them over with both hands. Isn’t your ultimate goal to protect cultural relics?”
The old scholar frowned and asked me, "Oh? You won't eat it if there is a big tomb?"
"It's not that we don't want to eat, it's that we haven't had time to do anything yet!"
He thought for a while and asked Xiaokai to hand me paper and pen, saying that he would first write down the locations of a few large tombs and I would take a look.
I was thinking back quickly in my mind, and I was thinking about the contents of the notebook that Master Wu gave me! I didn't lie to him, that notebook did record ancient tombs in many places.
