After finally settling down the masters, they returned to the living room and went through today's experiences in detail.
What is certain now is that not only Feng's family is watching them.
Even the descendants of the Weng family were staring at them.
"Old Lin, Sister Sun said just now that these people followed the man surnamed Sun and made a fortune from the Tatar aventurine.
Then they followed the people who broke into Guandong and went north. They wanted to dig out the Tatar dragon vein treasure in Changbai Mountain, but they were beaten away by the local warlord Zhang Xiaoliu. From then on, this group of people ran all the way south, and finally hid in Yunnan Nan is coming? "
"It's their fault that they are unlucky. If they are not diligent or lazy, they only attack those who are short-sighted. Judging from the time, they entered the Northeast, and Xiaoliuzi's father let the Japanese bomb them to death. They and their group When people go to give a performance to others, why don't they give their faces to be slapped? If they don't feed each one with a gun, they will be lucky."
"Looking at their movement trajectory, this should be what happened. Third child, why do I have a hunch? Do you still remember the burglary cave we saw today?"
Qian Sheng nodded.
"Tell me what's going on."
Lin Yi held the teacup in his hand, leaned on the wicker chair, thought for a while, and then leaned among several people.
"I feel that maybe my husband and I were wrong in our judgment. The burglary might not have been done by Feng's family."
Qian Sheng stopped what he was doing, touched the water stains on the table with his fingers, followed the memory in his mind, and drew a sketch on the table of the robbery cave and tomb he saw in Shizhai Mountain today.
Then pointed to the location of the robbery hole.
"Brother, did you see something?"
"After listening to what the gentlemen said about the past of the 'Weng Family Ban', I feel that this robbery hole may not have been created by the Feng family, but rather resembles the style of these Sanxiang native masters.
You see, these people can do anything and use all kinds of methods. If it comes to shrinking bones, among those who perform on Tianqiao, they may not be able to do it. "
"That's right, isn't that the old man who plays Three Immortals Return to the Cave? He said that he has been practicing juggling since he was a child, and what he learned is bone-shrinking skills. For these people, this is nothing."
At this point, Bai Lu also joined their conversation.
"In the West, large-scale circuses have a similar experience. During the day, they are circus performers who perform everywhere, and at night, they are robbers who rob homes."
"The purpose of co-writing the daytime performance is actually to check out the spots and lock in the target, just so that you can take action at night, right? This foreigner's method is very clever!"
While several people were discussing, the doorbell of the small courtyard rang.
Wang Qiang walked over and opened the video conversation: "Who is it?"
"Takeaway delivery man, you ordered four cups of coffee." The delivery boy outside replied.
"Which of you ordered takeout?"
The three of them looked at each other and shook their heads.
"We didn't order coffee. Was it the wrong one?"
The delivery boy looked down at the list.
"The address is right here, the consignee is Boss Lin! Did you order the phone number XXX? If not, I will return it."
"The phone number is correct, but this is Boss Lin? Old Lin, when did you become Boss Lin?"
"I know who ordered it. Tell me to leave it at the door."
Lin Yi stood up and put on his coat, put a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, picked up his cell phone and walked to the door.
"Okay, please just leave it at the door and we'll come out to pick it up in a moment. Good guy, Boss Lin, I just arrived here. I'm not familiar with the place. I'm not familiar with the place. I'm not talking about business. I've also got someone to buy me coffee. You're quite popular. Hey, Why are you going this late at night?"
"Meet old friends."
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out of the small courtyard.
Among the many people he knew, the only one who called him Boss Lin was the person he met at the coffee shop today.
Taking another look at the coffee he ordered, it happened to be the brand of the store where they met today.
Lin Yi thought he would give him some time to think about it, but he didn't expect that he would push him so hard.
Coincidentally, I also had a lot of questions that I wanted to discuss with him, so I declined his invitation and completely gave up on this idea.
When we arrived at the coffee shop on the street, it was already closed, but the tables, chairs and benches for customers to rest outside were still there.
Still in the same position, still the dark and thin man, still holding the thermos cup, pouring himself a drink.
"Thank you for the coffee, but I don't have the habit of drinking coffee at night. It makes me prone to insomnia."
Lin Yi pulled out a chair and sat across from him.
He took out a cigarette and handed it over.
"Sorry, I don't smoke."
The guy opposite waved his hand and politely refused.
This surprised Lin Yi.
Southern Yunnan is one of the main tobacco-producing areas in China. The climate and geological conditions here are particularly suitable for the growth of tobacco. Many farmers have grown flue-cured tobacco for a living for generations.
Just like the driver who took them to Shizhai Mountain today, he said that he had smoked local cigarettes since he was a child, and no one cared about him at home. He had been smoking for almost as long as he was.
It's really rare to meet a non-smoker here.
Lin Yi put back his cigarette, took out the metal card from his pocket, and placed it on the table.
"Kang Jiaban is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. His craftsmanship is superb. I don't know when this thing got into my pocket. If I fell asleep at night, I might not even notice if my head fell off. Now it's back to its original owner. I don't know. What do you call brother?"
The guy opposite smiled and leaned forward. As soon as his palm touched the table, when he lifted it up again, the card had disappeared.
"Just call me Achang. I am a member of the Kanyu sect. I am indeed well-informed.
In such a short time, we found out the details of our family. Now that our identities are clear, let's just open the skylight and speak openly. I wonder what Boss Lin is thinking about our cooperation this time? "
Just as Lin Yi was about to speak, the other party flicked his sleeves again and pulled out a newspaper.
"A few days ago, the Qingzhou Ding, a treasure that attracted national attention, was discovered at the Jiangkou Chenyin Site in Rongcheng, Linzhou. However, at the end of the puzzle, it was found that a piece was missing. Does Boss Lin know about this?"
Lin Yi was shocked when he suddenly mentioned this matter, but his expression management was still in place and he didn't act too exaggeratedly.
"I heard about it. This is such a sensation. Everyone in China knows about it. It's really a pity. This Jiuding came out for the first time after thousands of years. There is a missing piece. I heard that it seems to be quite an important piece."
As he said that, Lin Yi opened the newspaper. It was a copy of "Spring City Daily" from a few days ago. The headline on the front page was the news of "The advent of Jiuding".
"I didn't expect that brother still retains the habit of reading newspapers!"
Achang told another story from the side:
“According to our people over there, Li Dingguo, the adopted son of the Great Western King Zhang Xianzhong, went all the way south to Burma, hoping to meet Zhu Youlang, the Yongli Emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty who was taking refuge in Burma at the time.
At that time, the king of Myanmar, Mangbai, knew that the Daxi Kingdom had looted a lot of oil and water in Bashu, so the lion opened his mouth and offered a sky-high price. Unexpectedly, Li Dingguo could not pay so much, so he had to pledge an important item to the king of Myanmar, and then Only then did he rescue Emperor Yongli back to southern Yunnan.
I have no other meaning in telling this story. I just want to inform Boss Lin that our people have found a suspected tomb of Burmese King Mangbai in Myanmar and want to find a capable helper to work with. I don’t know if Boss Lin is willing. Reward for face? "
(End of chapter)
