The old man stopped the bitter face that was crying muddy, looked at Liang for a few glances, his eyes turned and then turned, and finally he was què dìng Liang Yong was not lying to him, but was telling him the truth and immediately became excited again. He wiped his old face with his torn sleeves. After wiping it clean, he showed a little rosy. He led Liang Yong to the nearest bank...

The old man's home is outside Hotan City, which is different from the traditional "Ayiwang" adobe houses in the local traditional "Ayiwang" style. It is actually three bungalows built with stones and wood according to the Han Dynasty houses on the earth. It is completely different from the surrounding houses. There is a fallen wall in front of the house, with grape vines planted inside. Behind the room is a hill, with few trees on the hills, and the ground exposed is covered with rocks and cliffs.

A big river passes through the middle of the hills, breaking the connected hills into two pieces. The walls next to the river are full of rocky cliffs, and the entire hill is a stone mountain.

The old man dug out the stones that he used to cheat people in the hills. The entrance to the cave was very fresh, just at the foot of the mountain behind his house. A big hole of five meters square had been dug out there. It seems that he has been doing this kind of business for a long time and has made a lot of money.

There is one thing that didn't deceive Liang Yong. That family member. An 80-year-old mother, a silly woman in her forties and a group of shabby children, counting eight, the older one was fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest was almost three years old with bare butt.

"Uncle, I really don't want to lie, but my family is so poor that I can't support me if I don't lie." The old man said with a wry smile.

"Why can't support me so many people give birth?" Liang Yong was really angry when he saw such a scene.

"Hehe... my wife is stupid and doesn't know how to contraceptive. She is pregnant and gave birth to another one..." The old man actually showed a proud look on his face when he said this, and he was obviously very satisfied with his ability to create humans.

"Forget it, the stone was dug out of the pit? You go down and dig, find what I want, and the 200,000 will belong to you. If you have this money, don't cheat people again in the future and live a good life." Liang Yong was too lazy to talk to him and urged him.

"Yes, yes, yes, even if you cheat, you won't make much money. The old man gave me this huge sum of money and promised not to do anything unethical in the future..." The old man nodded repeatedly and then took the steel drill to the bottom of the pit.

Liang Yong asked Muhammad to hold Lu Bingbing's wheelchair on it. He also went down to the bottom of the pit, and after observing it, he signaled the old man to dig it down. The stones in the pit were not a whole, but large and small stones stacked together in a mess, with round pebbles mostly. In ancient times, this place should have been an ancient river channel, and the stones washed down on the mountain were deposited layer by layer here.

The old man used an iron knitting to pry a few large pebbles and moved them away, and a larger stone with a darker color appeared inside, which was also very large. He dug a circle around and was one meter square and had no edges. The old man then knocked it in the middle with an iron knitting.

"Don't move, let me do it!" Liang Yong reached out to stop him, took the iron rod from the old man and pried it up. After prying a few stones, the edge of the black stone slab finally appeared. Liang Yong was too lazy to pry it anymore, and he stretched his palm under the stone slab and held it up. The surrounding stones loosened and rolled down one after another. Liang Yong held the entire black stone slab up.

Only then did I see it clearly that it was a tombstone made of ink stone. The downward side was engraved with strange Sanskrit. Even the beam had never been used. It was 1.5 meters high, 80 cm wide, and 1 cm thick. The beam held the stone tablet with both hands and walked into the stone pit.

This result surprised Muhammad and Lu Bingbing, while the old man felt as uncomfortable as his father died. He secretly regretted that if he dig another layer inside, this piece of bǎo bèi jiù shì would be his own. Looking at the quaint appearance and Sanskrit carvings, it was definitely a civilized monument left in ancient times, with a value of more than 200,000 yuan.

Of course, he just thought about it this way. He didn't dare to raise any criticism of Liang Yong, for fear of provoking Mao Liang to kill someone to silence him.

Put the stone tablet into the trunk of the Land Rover Off-road Vehicle, Liang drove his car back to the Hotan Hotel with three people. He used the bought canvas to cover the stone tablet and transported it back to the booked room, but it did not attract many people's attention. Jade transactions are frequent here, and foreign vendors come here to stay in the hotel. It is common for large jade stone packaging and transportation to the room. It is common for hotel waiters.

"Brother, is this a rare treasure?" Mohammed asked in the room with an excited look at the stone tablet.

"It should be a long time. Just looking at the ink stone material is not worth a lot of money. But I feel that this stone tablet has a close relationship with my master's sect and is very useful to me. You should stay outside first, and I want to practice and feel it." Liang said with his eyes on the stone tablet, and he said with a fanatical order.

Mohammed and Lu Bingbing left obediently, and closed the door when they were about to come.

Liang Yong was left in the room. He did not practice immediately, but turned around the stone tablet a few times. Then he pulled out his saber and began to divide the stone tablet with his expression of attention. At this time, Liang Yong was completely like a different person, sweeping away his daily laziness and humor. He was solemn and solemn, with steady movements. His eyes looked at the stone tablet with infinite respect and fanaticism.

On the spiritual level, some mysterious connection has been established with the stone tablet. The internal power of spiritual consciousness in the body naturally moves, and the spiritual mind power is also unprecedentedly high. There is a long-lost qīn qiē and joy, just like I want to see my close relatives who have been scattered for many years.

The spiritual connection guides the beam to use a decisive underground knife to peel off the black ink stone layer by layer on the surface of the stone tablet. Every time he peels it inside, the spiritual connection becomes clearer. The color of the ink stone begins to fade, and the beam is more careful. The ink stone is delicate and hard, and has the characteristics of jade, which increases the difficulty of cutting the beam. Only with his abnormal ability can the internal force inject the saber peel off layer by layer like peeling the bark.

Finally, the saber cuts between two layers of medium, and there is an extremely soft substance inside the stone. When the blade gently moves, it will slide to one side, obviously with the stone. Along this layer of space, Liang Yong will slowly cut off the last piece of stone, and immediately the eyes lit up. The pure crystal clearness and radiate a holy halo, shining on Liang Yong to present the treasure appearance. Just like the Buddhist propaganda of the Buddha's glittering treasure appearance behind him after he attained enlightenment.

The detection connections of mental and mental power during this period have not only not lost at all, but are more abundant. When the light is shining, I feel clear and unspeakable. At the same time, the divine power of fēng yìn is also squirmed in the depths of the dantian, and it is stunning to break out of the shell.
Chapter completed!