The boss raised his head and said: "Xiao Su, please give me a cigarette."

I:"……"

It's not that I'm stingy.

The key is that I'm afraid he'll be beaten to death.

The boss obviously saw what I was thinking and said, "Don't worry, I just got an injection and I won't die for the time being."

I see that his current condition seems to be much better than before after two injections of medicine.

So he went over and handed him a cigarette.

The boss' hand seemed to have strength. After taking the cigarette, he asked me to light it and put it in my mouth to smoke.

He looked extremely solemn and his eyes were deep, staring at the wall opposite the bed, as if he was struggling painfully to recall a past event.

One cigarette is over.

No cough.

Next.

Lao Jianghu told me an extremely shocking and bloody story.

More than thirty years ago.

There was a middle-aged man in his forties named Fang Weiliang.

When he was young, Fang Weiliang studied field archeology and was extremely obsessed with antiques. He could be said to be proficient in all four majors. He gained a lot of fame at a young age and was known as the "Antique Maniac" in the world.

In that era, antiques were considered a legacy of feudalism, and many folk treasures were destroyed.

When Fang Weiliang saw this scene, he was extremely sad. He invited one of his die-hard buddies to start shoveling land in various places and secretly collect these treasures that were about to be destroyed.

At that time, shoveling land was an act of speculation and a crime, so it had to be done secretly.

The two of them were very courageous and forged an official letter, saying that they were sent by the government to collect ancient objects for analysis and critical theoretical research on feudal superstition. People at that time were relatively simple, and the two of them relied on this

With his ability to write official letters and his eloquence, he was almost invincible and collected many treasures in the countryside.

In Baoshi, Shaanxi Province, they stayed at a farmhouse.

Unintentionally.

Fang Weiliang discovered an iron box under the wallpaper on the wall of the farmhouse, and inside the box was a mutilated bamboo slip book.

The bamboo slips are incomplete.

The text above is extremely strange.

But Fang Weiliang, who majored in field archeology, recognized the words on the bamboo slips at once: ancient water script.

Shuishu is a mysterious hieroglyphic script of the Xia Dynasty, which is considered to be the Book of Heaven.

Because except for the rare "Mr. Shui Shu" (also called Mr. Ghost Master) of the water tribe in the southwest, almost no one can understand it.

It just so happens.

Fang Weiliang visited a ninety-year-old Shuishi calligrapher many years ago, and he was able to recognize some Shuishi calligraphy.

When his eyes glanced at the few words in the title of the bamboo slip, his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Those words are: "Lianshan Yi".

Some readers may not know what "Lianshanyi" is and its specific status.

The "Lianshan Yi" of the Xia Dynasty, the "Gui Zang Yi" of the Shang Dynasty, and the "Zhou Yi" of the Zhou Dynasty are collectively known as the Three Yis of the State.

Both "Lianshan Yi" and "Gui Zang Yi" have been lost.

There is only one "Book of Changes" left, which has carried the world for thousands of years!

Fang Weiliang looked carefully at the bamboo slips. Although the bamboo slips had become incomplete over time, it was estimated that it was less than one-third of the entire book. However, after judgment, it was indeed a bamboo slip handwritten by an old man named "Hantan" in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

Shui Shu "Lianshan Yi".

The original text was copied from a man named Huan Tan in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

The Eastern Han Dynasty was the era when "Lianshanyi" finally disappeared.

Huan Tan was a native of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and he was also the first person to propose the hiding place of "Lianshanyi".

Comprehensive evidence of various information.

This is an ancient book copied from the Northern and Southern Dynasties!

As we all know.

During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, paper began to be widely used, gradually replacing bamboo and silk for writing books.

But it is precisely because this old man from Hantan in the Northern and Southern Dynasties still used bamboo slips to copy books that the Shuishi "Lianshan Yi" has passed through the years and has been passed down to this day. If he had used paper to copy like others, he might have been reduced to ashes.

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Strange books through the ages, mysterious water script characters, bamboo slips from the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Once this thing comes out, it will cause a sensation in the entire cultural world, and even affect the existence of history!

Fang Weiliang couldn't sit still.

At night when going to bed.

He told his best friend about the situation.

After hearing this, the die-hard brothers were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.

They vowed to take away this incomplete copy of "Lianshan Yi".

The next day.

They began to ask the farm owner repeatedly about the origin of the bamboo slips.

The farmer's owner made them dumbfounded by one sentence: "My great-grandfather was a Jinshi in the former Qing Dynasty. This bamboo slip was left behind by him. As for where my great-grandfather got it from, I don't know. But my great-grandfather left it behind before he died."

As the saying goes, 'Destroying books and selling them is like digging the graves of ancestors, and protecting the slips is like a life for the descendants.' I know you want this bamboo slip, but unless our whole family is dead, you can't even think about it!"

After finishing speaking.

The farm owner was very angry and immediately kicked the two of them out of the house.

Fang Weiliang was extremely frustrated.

A rare treasure has been gathering dust among the people.

If it is not protected, it will probably be completely destroyed within a few generations.

This is simply worse than having your heart gouged out with a knife.

The die-hard brother said: "You don't have to worry, there is no need to play games against such stubborn farmers, there is a simple way to get this book!"

Fang Weiliang asked him what he could do.

The die-hard brother kept silent.

Wait until the third day.

The die-hard brother suddenly bought a dozen white flour steamed buns and put a layer of medicine on them.

When Fang Weiliang saw this, he was shocked and asked him what he wanted to do.

The die-hard brother said: "The farmer and his wife are a couple. The eldest son is thirteen or fourteen years old, and the younger son is ten years old. They are both growing up. But their family is extremely poor and they eat sweet potato residue all day long."

"I specially dressed up for the past two days, pretending to be a ginseng digger going up the mountain, and asked the farmer's eldest son to help me. Today, as a thank you, I will give the medicinal steamed buns to his eldest son. He will take it home, and the whole family

After eating this medicinal steamed bun, we can seize the book!"

Fang Weiliang said anxiously: "You want to kill someone?!"

The die-hard brother snorted coldly and gritted his teeth and said: "They are just unconscious things. When they wake up, we have already taken the books and fled. If we want rare treasures, we cannot use ordinary means!"

This thing is tantamount to drugging and robbing.

Very nasty.

But Fang Weiliang considered the importance of the bamboo slips and felt that if he just made the farmer's family comatose, that would be enough.

that day.

The die-hard brother went out carrying a bag of white flour steamed buns.

At night.

The two sneaked into the farmhouse in the dark.

Go in and take a look.

The farmer's master, the farmer's daughter-in-law, and the farmer's eldest son all fell to the ground unconscious.

There were a few uneaten white-flour steamed buns scattered on the ground.

But the teenage son didn't know where he was at this moment.

The two of them couldn't care less.

Entered the room immediately.

After rummaging for a long time, I finally found the bamboo slips of "Lianshan Yi" that had been hidden under the bed by the vigilant farm owner.

Just when the two came out and were about to leave.

The owner of the farm suddenly woke up for some reason.
Chapter completed!