"What's wrong with the sand?" Chen Tao was startled when he saw Uncle Long's expression suddenly changed.
"Taotao, I have to go on a long trip. You should stay in the ancient city for a while. The shop has been a little uneasy recently."
"What...what happened?" Seeing Uncle Long suddenly say such words, Chen Tao was a little confused.
"I'm going to a place, and it may take a long time. During this time, you should stay in the ancient city to recuperate!" Uncle Long threw the sand in his hand back into the beast box, stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped again.
"By the way, there's your little follower..." Uncle Long waved his hand and turned around.
"Arjun? What's wrong with him?"
Ajun was a boy hired by Chen Tao after he took over the small shop. He was three to five years younger than himself. He is quite smart and efficient in doing things, but sometimes he is a bit stubborn for some reason. On weekdays, I feel comfortable chatting with him and chatting with him when I have nothing to do.
In my impression, Uncle Long and Ajun have nothing in common. But when they suddenly mentioned it today, could it be that something happened to that silly boy?
Chen Tao was a little uneasy.
"Oh, it's nothing. If you feel bored, you can call him back."
Call Arjun back?
Chen Tao was a little dumbfounded.
What does Uncle Long mean? Doesn't he plan to go to Suzhou?
"No need, right? If he comes to the ancient city, the shop will be empty!"
"You don't have to worry about the shop. Shangui and Scar Wu can handle it. Anyway, there won't be many people in your shabby place all year round."
Seeing that Chen Tao had a strange look on his face, Uncle Long didn't talk nonsense to him. He ruffled Chen Tao's messed up hair and took a big step to leave the back of Chen Tao's head.
Once Uncle Long left, I was afraid that I would never have the chance to explore the cave again. Shangui and Uncle Scar only listened to him, and the rest of the family had no time to follow him, especially his father.
Sitting on the edge of the bed a little irritably, looking at the dark beast box on the table.
The sun shines in through the window and shines on the yellow sand in the box, making it look as if it has been smeared with a layer of gold.
This scene seems to have been seen somewhere...
Chen Tao scratched his hair, picked up the wooden box and faced the sun outside the window.
Although the color of this sand is the same as ordinary sand, it seems different.
There are only two places with the most sand in the world, the seaside and the desert. Although the composition of the sand is different, the two can still be distinguished with the naked eye.
Chen Tao once went to the beach once and noticed the sand and stones on the beach. There are a lot of broken shellfish mixed in the sea sand, the particles are large, and the density between the gravels is very low, so it feels rough when touched in the hand, but the one in the beast box is obviously not sea sand!
"These sands..." Chen Tao grabbed a handful in his hand.
The particles are very fine, and there is even a warm feeling on your hands.
"Maybe it came from the desert..."
There was a sudden jolt in my mind.
desert?
Looking at the shimmering fine sand in the sun, it seemed familiar to me, and a strange feeling came over me.
These days, he often goes to the desert.
Although it's in a dream.
My mind was wandering, my hand was unsteady, and the box was let go. The sand was scattered all over the floor, and the wooden box rolled a few times on the ground and hit the bottom of the bed.
Although the contents inside were not valuable, the box was bought in exchange for a human life. Chen Tao hurriedly lay on the ground and reached out to take out the box, checking it inside and out for fear of being damaged somewhere.
"This is......"
Chen Tao's eyes lit up, and there were a lot of vague writings engraved on the inner bottom of the beast box.
He rummaged through the box and found a magnifying glass. There was a series of characters densely engraved on the bottom of the box. They were very neatly engraved, but they didn't look like Chinese characters. They were twisted like earthworms, a bit like the large string of characters on banknotes. Minority writing.
Is it possible that there is something recorded on it?
After all, Chen Tao also graduated from the Department of History. He had learned a little bit about ancient writing, and after identifying it for a long time, he couldn't recognize it.
In the end, I still overestimated the little oil and water in my belly.
But he didn't panic. He didn't dare to say anything else, but there was someone he would definitely recognize!
After following Uncle Long for so long, I also learned to do some rubbing business, and I also have ready-made things at home.
He quietly slipped into his father's study and took out a tool bag from the cabinet, which contained the tools his father usually used for making rubbings.
Although Chen Tao doesn't have any great skills, he is still very talented in doing this. It took almost a whole day, but Chen Tao finally made a decent rubbing.
After finishing it, he took a photo with a high-definition camera, enlarged it several times on the computer, printed it out, and packaged it together with his dirty rubbing and sent it to his college tutor.
Chen Tao's university major in history was an unpopular major. His tutor's surname was Tian, and his name was Tian Bingyi. He was an eccentric old professor with a rosy nose and a Mediterranean nose. He was affectionately called the "Zhonghai Drunkard" by his students. Because of his weird temper, he didn't have many students under him, and there were only three people in the class besides himself.
There is an advantage to having fewer people. Anyway, those few people never see each other when they raise their heads and look down, and they have become very close to each other over the years.
Professor Tian not only has a weird temper, but also has weird hobbies. He doesn't smoke or drink, but he likes to search for ancient texts everywhere. The rarer they are, the happier he is.
The stuff was sent to Professor Tian, so Chen Tao wasn't worried about him discovering anything.
He knew Professor Tian's character very well. He was black and white and white. He would never look twice at what he shouldn't see, and he would rot in his stomach if he shouldn't say anything.
Early the next morning, Chen Tao sent an urgent express and walked alone in the streets of the ancient city, thinking about what to do next.
Now that Uncle Long is away, no one can answer a lot of questions in his mind. After thinking about it, Chen Tao came up with an idea.
"Uncle Long is not here, and I don't think he will tell me if I ask Mr. Li. It seems there is only one way..." I made up my mind and couldn't help but quicken my pace.
When we arrived at Mr. Li's woodware shop, we saw Haozi swinging on the recliner from a distance, tinkering with something in his hand. The sun shone brightly on him.
"We must pry something out of this kid's mouth today!"
"Haozi, what are you doing!" Chen Tao entered the door, raised his hand to Haozi and lost his mind.
Haozi was concentrating on playing with the things in his hands, and didn't notice when there was someone behind him. Chen Tao suddenly felt something on his head, which startled him. The thing in his hand fell out of his hand and rolled down his stomach to the ground.
Chen Tao lowered his body to pick it up, looked around, and said curiously:
"Hey, what is this?"
"Holy shit, you're going to die! You scared me to death!" Haozi gritted his teeth, looking at the posture he wanted to slap Chen Tao to death.
"Whatever I am, give it back to me!"
Haozi stretched out his hand to take it, but Chen Tao suddenly carried him behind him.
"Tell me what it is and I'll give it to you."
"Okay, okay, okay." Seeing Chen Tao's arrogant look, Haozi rolled his eyes at him, touched the back of his head that was still aching, and gritted his teeth and said:
"I said, brother, can you be gentler in the future? This is my head, not a watermelon."
Chen Tao tilted the chair next to him with a playful smile: "Tell me, tell me, what is this thing? It looks very interesting."
"You know nothing! This is a gossip chain! Give it to me quickly, I'm busy!"
"What the hell? Gossip? And chain locks?"
Chen Tao looked curiously at the palm-sized copper ball in his hand.
It looks ordinary. Apart from some weight, there really isn't anything special about it.
Li Hao smashed his mouth and reached out to grab the copper ball.
"Tsk, come here and I'll tell you."
Chen Tao hurried over.
Snapped......
"Haozi belongs to your uncle!" Chen Tao yelled, covering his head.
"You are not a gentleman if you don't take revenge! I let you bastard mess with me! Haha..." Haozi rubbed his hands proudly, it was so good just now!
"Fuck!" Chen Tao was about to fight back, but Haozi waved his hand and said,
"Stop! I admit defeat. Let me tell you, this is the legendary 'Bagua Chain Lock'! This thing is not something that ordinary people can play with!"
"Luan Lian, your sister, don't be too tight-lipped. If you fart, hurry up." Chen Tao put away his arm and pushed Hao Zi's shoulder with a serious look. "I don't know about chain locks. I've heard of Bagua chain palms. My grandfather even taught me. Do you want me to give you a good beating?"
