"However!" Lao Lu changed the topic: "You are right about one thing. For a small group of outsiders who come back from the forbidden area, then... that will indeed be hurt."
After saying that, Lao Lu's eyes revealed a cunning light, and he glanced at the back of Yue Guanchao's hand. He knew that what the old man said was 30% true and 70% false, so he teased: "What about the other part?"
"Hey, most of them didn't come back at all."
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Yeheyi, guest room on the second floor
Yue Guanchao entered the guest room door, glanced outside a few times, and then closed the door with a click.
Song Siyuan noticed something strange about him and looked at the two of them: "Did you discover anything new?"
Yue Guanchao nodded like he was pecking rice: "Just now, I took advantage of Wu Tuman to enter the utility room and saw a set of cloaks hanging from the beams inside. It didn't look like something common people would have."
While he was talking, his hands were not idle. He took some tissue paper and drew a rough sketch of the animal scale cloak he saw. It looked scrawled, but he already had a rough outline.
Lu Fengjian took the drawing and looked over it several times with Song Siyuan. The two of them looked at it and said in unison: "It's mountain scale armor."
"Mountain scale armor, what is that?"
Yue Guanchao asked, scratching the back of his head in confusion.
Lu Fengjian picked up the tissue paper and introduced this kind of armor eloquently:
"Mountain scale armor is a unique type of armor in the Xing'an Mountains. It consists of a face-covering bamboo hat, an animal scale cloak, a copper plate armor, fur boots, and an animal skin belt. There are also bird muskets, bone-breaking knives, and Long crossbows, leather whips, long whistles, and wolf smoke pills. Legend has it that the outer armor is made of pangolin skin that has been refined for hundreds of years, and the inner lining is made of old cowhide that has been kneaded to make it soft. It is tough and thin, cold in summer, and warm in winter. The bronze body armor can withstand most damage from swords and guns, and ordinary swords and axes cannot damage it at all. It is first-class armor, and this kind of armor can only be used on the northern frontline against Tsarist Russia."
Lu Fengjian gave a long introduction to Yue Guanchao. He himself realized that Wu Tuman's identity was not simple, and his eyes widened: "Ordinary people are not qualified to own such armor."
"You mean, the only person qualified to own him is an official?"
This was beyond Yue Guanchao's imagination. He thought it was just an ordinary powerful armor, but he didn't expect it to be related to Guan Shen. This would be interesting.
Song Siyuan looked at him, raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly:
"Feng Jian is only half right. The people who can possess him are not officials, but armored border guards."
Yue Guanchao listened with great interest. Seeing his interest, Song Siyuan continued to explain:
"The history of this armored man can be traced back to the entry of the previous royal family. I really don't know how to tell you for a while. Anyway, you only need to know a little. Those who can wear this kind of armor must be guarding for the previous royal family. Generations of soldiers on the border must be the best among the best to be eligible to be awarded Mountain Scale Armor."
Her eyes moved and her tone became mysterious:
"In other words, if you are right, Utu is hiding a heavy armor from the previous dynasty. There are only three possibilities to get the armor."
The first type is that he is an armored person, and he was awarded the Mountain Scale Armor by the military government.
There is also a second option. If he robbed this armor, or snatched it from some tomb, then he may also be a bandit or a tomb robber.
The third situation is slightly better. It may also be a gift from his relatives and friends, but this possibility is very small and can almost be ignored. "
Yue Guanchao thought that Wu Tuman was just an old hunter with a perverse temper. After the analysis of the two people, he was full of curiosity about Wu Tuman.
This old man has a lot of secrets!
Yue Guanchao lay on the floor, shaking his legs and muttering: "Let's do this. Tomorrow we will take some wild game and go to Wu Tuman's house to have a look. This time, we may be able to find a guide. This pair My ancestors and grandsons live in the forest next to the forbidden area, so they must be familiar with Wu Coffin Town."
Yue Guanchao made up his mind and got up early the next day. He went to the market in the center of the town and bought some wild game caught by the villagers. When the sun came up, he took the two of them to Aying's small courtyard again.
Yue Guanchao pushed open the fence door, stepped on the black mud and looked into the yard. There was no smoke coming from the kitchen, and the wolf dog from last time was not there.
"Did you go hunting?"
He tiptoed into the yard. The east and west compartments were all locked, and only the main room was half-open, with a small gap exposed.
"Uncle Wutuman, have you left home?"
Yue Guanchao opened the door of the main room, the sun shone in, and dust floated in the air. It seemed that the grandfather and grandson were indeed not there.
"Kuan Tide, they are not here, we have to wait and come back later."
Yue Guanchao turned around with a crooked smile and said, "Feng Jian, you have read too many books and you always want to tell the rules. If they are not here, why don't we just explore their background."
"Walk!"
Yue Guanchao walked into the main house and pushed open the utility room. The space inside was not big. Wooden pieces surrounded the spire granary, and the surrounding area was hung with dried corn, peppers, and bacon. Some messy hoes, shovels, and rakes were hung on the wall. , nothing surprising.
He picked up the wooden stick and hooked the armor off the beam. The surface of the armor was covered with fine spider silk, and it was covered with dust when he touched it with his hands.
Yue Guanchao took the armor to the sun and tore open the dense cobwebs. Song Siyuan nodded to him. It was indeed as they expected, it was a well-made mountain scale armor.
"What do you think this old guy wants to do if he hides something like this?"
Yue Guanchao inadvertently shook up his armor, and something wrapped in black cloth fell out of the armor.
"What's this?"
