Zhang Zhuxun carried the backpack seized from the Wang family, which contained all the necessities, and walked far around the camp below.
After arriving at the foot of the mountain, he had put on a human skin mask, changed his height and voice, and became a completely different person.
With a dog gnawing on his white hair, Zhang Zhuxun took an ox cart to the town near Banai, inquired about it, and found a small shop where he could cut his hair.
Wang Xiaoli has a lot of cash in his wallet, as well as a card.
However, Zhang Shuxun had already broken the card into pieces and threw it into the garbage truck. Who knows if there is any tracking chip or the like in it? Let them dig through the garbage dump.
Zhang Shuxun didn't want to use smelly hair dye, so after describing it to the barber shop owner, he finally had to shave his hair to a plain shave because it was easier to wear a hat.
After being fully armed, Zhang Zhuxun took the new identity he got from the person who posted the small advertisement on the wall and boarded the green train to Ankang.
Thanks to this era when real-name identification has not yet been implemented, otherwise Zhang Zhu would have been unable to find his true identity. 揋
In late October, Zhang Shuxun, who had recovered his health, went to Taibai Mountain for the third time.
In mid-November, Zhang Zhuxun came out of the Qinling God's Tomb. He used his materialization ability to change his identity. He took the Tibetan bead chains he got from Zhang Ruitong's coffin and met a familiar yet unfamiliar person, Dai Jin.
Teeth.
Before heading to Medog in southern Tibet, he had to figure out some things.
Zhang Chuxun knew very well that once his new face appeared in Medog, it would be targeted by all forces, and this was exactly his purpose.
Because the face he changed is Wu Xie’s face.
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Zhang Zhuxun lowered the peaked cap on his head and wore a disposable mask on his face.
When he walked into the shop with his backpack on his back, Jin Wantang was holding a magnifying glass, looking left and right at the elephant bone finger in his other hand, with a sly smile on his face and sighing once or twice. p>
Zhang Zhuoxun sat down at the table on the side, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it all. Jin Wantang didn't notice anyone entering the shop.
Zhang Shuxun sighed softly in his heart, stood up and walked over. Before Daijin Wantang could recover, he snatched the ring from his hand.
"Who! Who! Who!"
Jin Wantang jumped up from his chair and asked three consecutive questions in shock.
"Sit down, sit down." Zhang Zhuxun took off his mask, held his finger and walked back to the table, "Why are you so excited?"
Jin Wantang was stunned for a moment, squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and immediately walked out from behind the counter with an ouch and said with a smile on his face: "It turns out to be the mistress, this... what kind of wind is blowing today? Why?"
I’ve convinced you, mistress, to come here.” 怋
Saying that, he started to take away the ring in Zhang Shuxun's hand.
"Hey~" Zhang Zhuo dodged with his hand, "It's not urgent. I'll keep it safe for you first. I won't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. To be honest, Boss Jin, I'm here today because I actually want to ask you something.
Something."
Jin Wantang looked at the thumb ring distressedly, fearing that he might drop it accidentally, so he hurriedly responded, "Hey, Mr. Third, if you have something to say, tell me directly. I, Lao Jin, will tell you everything I know."
"Okay, I feel relieved with your words." Zhang Zhu smiled innocently and put the ring on his hand.
"Hey!" Jin Wantang called out at once, "Little Third Master, this is not okay, this is my family's ancestral heritage."
"Come on, give it back to your ancestors. These are the tributes from the Tang Dynasty to the Western Regions. They are engraved scriptures. Ivory thumbs. It has a fresh earthy smell dug out of the ground. Wherever you go, you can't pass it down to your ancestors."
This unfilial descendant and his men dug up the graves of your ancestors."
Zhang Zhuoxun had just grasped the ins and outs of the finger puller in his hand. 揋
Jin Wantang didn't expect him to recognize it so easily. His expression changed a few times and he said with a smile: "Young Master, your eyes are really discerning. Hey, what, what did you just want to ask?" p>
Zhang Zhuxun also changed the topic, "I heard that you are quite knowledgeable about Tibetan antiques. I have a few things on hand and I would like to consult with Boss Jin."
When he heard that he was asking about what he was good at, Jin Wantang straightened up, "If you want to ask this, then you are asking the right person."
"I think that in the literary and entertainment world, I, Da Jinya, am a person who knows astronomy and geography, and is like a literary star. I am one of the best in the capital..."
Jin Wantang boasted a lot, praising himself as a rare divine figure in heaven and earth.
Seeing that he was blowing endlessly, Zhang Zhuoxun calmly turned the finger on his hand.
Jin Wantang immediately fell silent and poured tea for both of them, "Ahem, no matter how much you talk, it's all empty talk. If the mistress doesn't mind, you might as well take out the things and let me take a look."
Zhang Zhuoxun nodded, "Okay, I'll waste Boss Jin's time."
Jin Wantang rubbed his hands happily and said, "No delay, no delay. The person who can make you, the mistress, mobilize so many people, must be a rare treasure."
Zhang Zhu smiled and said, "They are all old objects that were dug out from my third uncle's warehouse. There are some strange things on them. I can't quite understand them. I looked around for people to ask, and then I found you."
As he spoke, he took out a wooden box from his backpack, which contained more than a dozen pieces of Tibetan-style jewelry.
Jin Wantang looked at it and said: "These are the ornaments of the Tibetan Buddhist system. When has the third master ever been to a snow area?"
"Don't worry about this. Take a closer look at these bracelets and see if you find anything special." Zhang Zhu asked.
When Jin Wantang heard what he said, he took out a thin disposable towel from behind the counter, put it on his hand, picked up the largest Buddhist amulet, and looked at the sun carefully. 渋
Looking down one after another, Jin Wantang hissed.
Zhang Zhu asked him what he found.
Jin Wantang took out all the jewelry from the box, carefully placed it on the table, and divided it into two parts.
"Young Master, look at these items you brought, although they are all very ordinary Tibetan jewelry, but the pile I put on the left hand side, you see, there is one on the bead chain threaded by these three ropes.
A very strange red bead."
"Little Third Master, do you know what this bead is?"
Zhang Zhu glanced at him and said, "Moonstone."
"That's right! The young master is very knowledgeable. This kind of inorganic gemstone is very rare." Jin Wantang chuckled, "But you can't imagine what else I discovered from this moonstone." 拋
Zhang Zhuoxun chuckled and started to turn his fingers again.
"Don't, don't, don't," Jin Wantang yelled, "Don't always scare me with it. I got this big treasure with great difficulty, and I plan to keep it as a family heirloom in the future."
Zhang Zhuoxun stopped his hand and urged him, "Don't show off, tell me quickly, don't worry, I won't take advantage of you in vain and pay for the consultation fee." He gestured.
When he saw the numbers, the smile on Jin Wantang's face became more sincere, "You're out of touch now, so I won't be polite to you. Come and see, are the perforations of these moonstones very rough?"
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Zhang Zhu looked at it and saw that it was indeed like this. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was the inevitable wear and tear between the rope and the hole over the years, so he asked him, "What's the way?"
Jin Wantang took out a high-power magnifying glass from his inner pocket and looked at the bead carefully. Unexpectedly, the more he looked, the more sweat appeared on his forehead.
It's such a cold day. Although there is a heater in the house, it won't get so hot just wearing an undershirt and sweater. 揋
Zhang Zhuoxun narrowed his eyes slightly, this old boy really knew something.
Jin Wantang changed the other two beads one after another, his hands were trembling, and the playful smile on his face had long disappeared. Finally, he asked Zhang Zhu: "Little Third Master, did you already know something in advance, so you came to me specially?"
Here."
Zhang Zhuoxun raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
Jin Wantang sighed heavily, "You came to me actually because of a child named Zhang."
"Mr. Mistress, you can't get yourself into too deep. There are some things that he has to turn a blind eye to get over. If he is too entangled in cause and effect, he will be the one who suffers in the end."
Zhang Zhu smiled and said: "The sun is out in the west. Boss Jin is eating fast and praying to Buddha. All of this was caused by the Lu Huang silk you brought me."<
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Jin Wantang jumped when he heard this, "You can't say that. I was also coerced by others and couldn't help myself."
"Coerced by someone?" Zhang Zhuxun sneered, "By whom? Money?"
Jin Wantang knew that he couldn't be fooled, so he had to change the subject, "Since you insist on investigating, then okay, I will tell you everything I know."
"Since you have come to me, it means that you already know what the micro-carving patterns in these beads are."
Seeing Zhang Zhuoxun nodding, he continued: "Before I tell you this matter, I have to tell you a rather strange story."
"I used to help people in Liulichang with antique appraisals and translate ancient books, and I made a lot of money. Once I went to the home of a rich man named Ma, and he asked me to help authenticate a memoir of his grandfather. His grandfather's name was Ma.
Pingchuan."
"When I was doing the appraisal later, I read the first part of the memoirs of a man named Ma Pingchuan, and it contained such a story."
The content of the story is probably like this——拋
In Maba Town, Huai'an, there is a place called Ma'an. Ma Pingchuan used to be a local tycoon here. He was very famous and controlled all the tobacco business in that area.
The Ma family has been entrenched in the local area for several generations. The ancestral graves are flourishing and the family has been prosperous for several generations.
Until one year, something happened to the graveyard where the Ma family's ancestral graves were located.
Overnight, all the crops in the hundreds of acres of fields behind the village, centered on the grave hill, withered for no reason.
This caused great panic at the time, and people thought it was some ghost or god causing trouble.
At that time, the head of the family, Ma Pingchuan, also felt that there might be something wrong with his ancestral tomb, so he immediately invited several Yin Yang and Feng Shui masters to meet with him and try to find a solution.
Ma Pingchuan was a very courageous man and was very decisive in solving this problem. He immediately spent a lot of money to find a new Feng Shui treasure land and planned to move the tombs of his ancestors. 揋
Who would have expected that it would be a good thing not to move, but once moved, problems would arise.
My coffin from my ancestral grave has disappeared!
Ma Pingchuan was furious and immediately ordered to dig out other coffins and lift them all. As a result, a group of people dug tens of meters deep like a war, and the dust was flying. In the end, they were surprised to find that they had been worshiped by their family for hundreds of years.
Under the cemetery, there are no coffins at all.
Ma Pingchuan was so angry that he fell back and thought to himself that no wonder the crops were withered, there really was something wrong with the ancestral grave.
Mother Te’s coffin has all the boards gone, so our ancestors must not be angry.
He was so angry that he had several soldiers guarding the tomb captured and tortured. He felt that these scoundrels must have teamed up with tomb robbers outside to destroy all the Ma family's ancestral tombs.
Those soldiers were beaten to pieces and their flesh was torn to pieces. They kept complaining that they were wronged. In the end, they were all angry, but nothing came out of the torture.
Only then did Ma Pingchuan realize that something was fishy. No matter how tough his mouth was, he couldn't beat a small whip dipped in chili pepper water.
He must find out what is going on. Who dares to disturb Tai Sui?
After a thorough investigation, Ma Pingchuan discovered that all the ancestral graves without coffins were concentrated in the field where the crops were dead.
After checking again and again, nothing was found in the end. This matter directly became a worry for Ma Pingchuan.
After all, such a big thing happened to the Ma family when he was the head of the family. If it was not resolved, he would not be able to face his ancestors even after he died.
So he spent a lot of money and offered a huge reward. Whoever can solve this matter will be an important guest of their Ma family from now on.
The local Feng Shui masters saw the trick and knew that once they got involved in this kind of thing, they might lose their heads, so they all found excuses to run away.
There were also many Feng Shui masters from other places who came here because they thought it would be profitable, so they came to take risks. During this period, they struggled for more than a month, but they didn't say anything at the end.
Feeling that he had been deceived, Ma Pingchuan became angry. He beat up the leaders and blasted them out of the gate. When the others saw this situation, they didn't dare to stay for a moment longer, so they packed up and ran away. p>
From then on, Ma Pingchuan closed his doors and thanked guests. If any such charlatan came to his door, he would be beaten away with sticks.
On the third day after closing the door, Ma Pingchuan was doing Tai Chi in the yard when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a child sitting on the eaves of his house.
It was dusk at that time, and at first he thought it was the sun shining from the west that was so dazzling that he was dazzled.
After changing the angle and looking carefully, I realized that there was indeed someone sitting on the eaves.
It was a little boy of eleven or twelve years old, wearing a green cloth gown with a calm face. He was huddled in the corner of the eaves, looking at Ma Pingchuan quietly without speaking. 揋
Ma Pingchuan was startled. He had experienced a lot of ghosts and ghosts recently, and he had become a little suspicious. He thought it was some kind of fox fairy or mountain spirit, or something caused by the recent battles.
Are unclean things targeting the Ma family?
He immediately ordered the guards to be called, intending for them to swarm up and catch the child. If they couldn't catch him, they would shoot him to death.
In fact, it is reasonable for him to be so vigilant, because his house is very tightly guarded. On weekdays, let alone little thieves, no one running on the ground or climbing in the trees can get in.
Such a child suddenly appeared here, and he was allowed to enter the inner courtyard of this deep house without anyone noticing. What on earth do the guards do? Don't you want melon seeds in your head?
Therefore, he had a reasonable suspicion that this child was not a human being, but an evil creature that could act as a deception, and it seemed that the target was himself.
The guards gathered around and formed a circle. They were about to climb the ladder to arrest him, but when they looked up, they found that the child was gone.
