Carrying large and small bags, the insides of which were pinging, pinging, pinging, making crisp clinking sounds as they walked on the winding dirt road.
"Mr. Kang is so heroic, but he doesn't care at all when he buries an old man."
Sighing, a pair of eyes seemed to be sharpened, spinning around, staring at the package in his hands from time to time, rubbing his hands, breathing heavily, and breathing a little heavier.
A corner of the blue coarse cloth spread out with the movement, revealing porcelain and bronze wares of various sizes and shapes inside. Most of them were solemn and sad when they were cast, while the rest were solemn and majestic.
It doesn't take much identification to tell that these are all underworld artifacts, and they are still stained with moist mud, as if they were unearthed not long ago.
Mao Yuanye is the tomb keeper, as the saying goes, he is the gatekeeper for the dead. There are rules and regulations, but he has never secretly taken any of the tombs - but he has handled many tombs in the past twenty years. The tomb keeper is a keeper.
Throughout his life, he had to make some plans for the future, and he couldn't just spend the rest of his life with a pile of dry graves.
So every time I met a rich and noble person buried in a tomb, I would borrow it from others, divide it into 30/70, or even 28/20, and resell it.
He was first in Linjiang, and later in Yuezhou, and found that this was a good place. After all, Zhenwu Mountain, one of the top Taoist sects, was in charge, and many older people who wanted to learn Taoism would build mausoleums here as fake tombs.
It was said to be a fake tomb, but in fact, apart from the fact that no one was buried, the specifications and burial objects were exactly the same. Most of all, Mao Yuanye and all the local masters liked it.
There are many local masters in Yuezhou, and even some Taoist sects will pay some gold-touching masters who are barely decent in order to excavate the relics of previous generations.
Fighting upside down and digging graves became a common practice in the four mansions for a while.
It was not until the founding of the Liang Dynasty that the King of Yue granted food to the city. It was too much to look at and he carried out many purges one after another, and then it gradually stopped.
Mao Yuanye does not intend to give up this business. Although there is not much bottom line, he prides himself on not forgetting his roots. The craftsmanship passed down by his ancestors still shines in his hands.
What's more important is that he is 47 years old this year, and his legs and feet are still nimble. It is estimated that he can stay for another two or three years. He recently joined the Yinjiu ryu and met a lot of people, including those who cheated and others who sold stolen goods. In short, let him see
The hope of wealth and prosperity for the rest of my life.
"Hehe, if Liu Laosan poached something and resold it to Chen Hei Mazi, he would still be able to make a few dozen taels of profit!"
People don't mind having too little money. Even though they sold a lot of information and underworld weapons to people in Yinjiu Liuli, and all of them can be regarded as examples of people who are stupid and have too much money, Mao Yuanye knew that he had contact with many wealthy families.
This little wealth of my own is far from enough.
Forget it, work harder today, sell this batch of goods, and be happy when you get the money!
Being a doorman is a hard job. I work the night shift, and every day the yin and yang are reversed, and the sun and the moon are reversed.
Even though he is as bold as an ox, he sometimes feels tired.
It happened that I had a few dozen taels of silver in my account, and I couldn't keep the baby, so I might as well go to Yuanchun Pavilion and have a nice night with a few young ladies.
"I heard that there are the best girls in Yuezhou in Wanfang Garden. It's a pity that those people think that we are sinister and they don't like me. Even money can't buy happiness."
Bah, a bunch of scumbags, they are all low-life, why are they pretending to be noble?
Mao Yuanye curled his lips, he wanted to have fun, but he didn't want to eat someone's cold face, and he didn't have the hobby of kissing someone's cold butt with a hot face. So while going to Yuanchun Pavilion, which is more friendly to the people and welcomes all comers, he weighed it in his mind, thinking about the new acquisition.
What reasons should be given for the location of several tombs, who should be sold to, and what kind of price should be considered.
He is good at making up stories.
The secrets of guarding the tombs of the dead and making money from the living have been figured out as early as twenty years ago. When you meet someone, you just open your mouth and you don't have to worry about making it up.
Moreover, Mao Yuanye makes up stories and always finds something to say whenever they involve tombs.
"Let's go! Should we order spring chrysanthemums or xialan today? Oh my, let's just order them both. Let's enjoy the blessings of everyone today!"
Immersed in a sweet dream, I carried my package and walked down the mountain with great swagger.
And behind what Mao Yuanye couldn't see, in a shadow, the leaves were whirling and the broken light was sparkling.
"Sixth Master, how should we deal with this servant?"
"wait."
"wait?"
"Waiting for the Zhou family to make up the balance, waiting for Yu to boldly attract the attention of the hawks, waiting for Wanfangyuan's news to be confirmed, and then dig in a few more people with strong backgrounds to add fuel to the fire."
"Then...is it really going to happen?"
"Make it clean from beginning to end."
"Okay!"
…
In a remote house, Yu Mingjia collapsed on the couch, taking a plate of tea fruit with one hand and putting it to his mouth, while the other hand reached to the back of his head and scratched continuously.
The other person directly opposite was sitting upright, silently looking at this guy who was quite famous among them.
His eyes were like needles, and he kept scanning. Yu Mingjia grunted at the snack fruit. After a while, he couldn't stand still. He scratched his head again and straightened up with a smile.
"I have given you the things, and you can identify the authenticity. Is it possible that we missed something?"
He had already recounted everything he had experienced last night, so naturally he couldn't do the rest of his business.
You can totally get away with it.
However, the attitude of the person in front of him was a bit subtle. He thought in his heart that he was not involved in the other party's plan too deeply, and some arrangements were just sent to him through the force of Yin Jiuliu, so as to inherit the next one.
In this case, there is really no need to silence him, especially now that he has the reputation of "stealing the tomb of the King of Yue" and has attracted a lot of attention. If he does it at this time, the other party will not have to cause trouble to the existing plan.
Bargaining? Still don’t want to give it?
The person behind him once sent a message through a high-ranking person in Yinjiuliu, promising something. It was not very precious in itself, but it was the secret of his sect, which was of great use to Yu Mingjia.
It's just that he didn't know what to do with it. Now that he knew it was in this person's hands, he felt really itchy if he didn't get it.
It would be a pity to just let it go.
There was a trace of confusion in his eyes. After a while, Yu Mingjia couldn't hold back his throbbing and spoke again. However, this time, he was interrupted just after he uttered half a word.
"Gold and silver? Jewelry? House? Beauty? Whatever Brother Yu needs, you can tell us and we will do our best to satisfy it..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yu Mingjia was stunned and couldn't even tell whether the smiling face was pretending to be crazy or he really didn't know.
Is this what he wants?
He, Yu Mingjia, and the fifth generation of Shanshan Sect, all of these things are not easy to pick up. You can just go outside the city and spend half an hour digging through graves!
"alright!"
Yu Mingjia's face looked a little ugly. He finally saw that Yinjiu Liuli really shouldn't expect anything in return. He could easily join someone who obviously had unique experience in breaking bones and sucking out marrow.
"Let's not say these empty words. I just want to say, how can you give me that thing!"
"This...Brother Yu, you..."
Bang! The fruit plate was put down heavily. Yu Ming and Jia Dingding looked at it, no longer as confused and hesitant as before, with scarlet murderous intent brewing in their eyes.
Fighting upside down, touching graves, wandering around, how could there not be two lives at hand?
Yu Mingjia has always believed in getting things done as much as he is given, but now someone seems to want to eat the king's meal. Not only did he help him dig up the tomb of the Yue King, but he also went deep into the tiger's den and used his stealing skills to sneak out from under the lamp.
The palace brought out what they wanted.
Now, this group of people want to go back on their word - he can't help but feel angry, why? Although that thing is a secret method, it seems mysterious, but you don't touch the gold, and you can't learn it, so why do you want it?
use?
Could it be that the right person didn't actually have it in his hand and was just lying to himself? Yu Mingjia had doubts, but the other party had cut off part of the first, middle and last three articles for him. According to the sect's inheritance, it couldn't be fake.
This is strange!
He couldn't figure it out more and more, and even thought that these people were playing tricks on him.
That bastard who led me to join the Yinjiu liu back then, don’t let Grandpa Yu meet you again, I will definitely pluck you out!
At this time, watching Yu Mingjia's expression change back and forth, the person opposite An Ran took a cup of tea, took a sip of tea, tasted it, and then slowly spoke.
"Of course we have the stuff, so we won't try to trick you, brother Yu. Moreover, we have seen your ability recently. He is really great and he is dedicated to his work."
After he paused, he raised his head and added with a smile: "It's just that since we have such a happy cooperation, why don't we continue? You have to know a little bit about the ability of the person above. It's clear to the sky, as long as you do it
Okay, don’t worry about running out of things."
"..."
Yu Mingjia took a look, and the room gradually became quiet, with only the footsteps of passers-by outside the house and the hawking of vendors, making it even more silent.
"Give me the secret book first!"
Gritting his teeth, knowing the gap between himself and the other party, he finally gave in, "Two volumes higher than the middle one!"
The man smiled and said nothing.
"First volume! Plus a hundred taels of gold!"
The other party took a sip of tea and muttered that the water was too cold.
"Don't bully others too much!"
Yu Mingjia was angry, but the man still sat there, unmoved.
Gritting his teeth, Yu Mingjia raised his right hand, and rough strength floated on it, and the muscles bulged.
The next moment, a trace of depression appeared on his face, and his body suddenly went limp, and he fell on the bed as if he had lost all strength.
"Yin Jiuliu...hehe..."
Just retreat? You can be a pioneer for nothing!
"Get on the list! Just get on the list! Otherwise, don't talk about it!"
Yu Mingjia made his final request. He knew that he had already gotten involved and could not escape as he originally thought.
The water has come up, and there is mud under our feet. There is no way to escape.
"Okay! Brother Yu, please be happy!"
The man stood up and finally agreed. At least verbally, the two of them reached an agreement for further cooperation.
Then, in Yu Mingjia's widened eyes, the other party took out a roll of paper, a package of shiny gold, and several exquisite jade jewelry from his arms.
Only the scroll was put down, and the rest were happily put into his pocket.
At the moment when Yu Mingjia lost his mind.
The man clearly took out a part from the bottom of the secret book.
The rest was handed to the dull Yu Mingjia.
"Brother Yu, put it away."
"..."
At this moment, Yu Daring was already in a daze, with countless thoughts surging in his mind. He still didn't know that he had been tricked by this person!
But he didn't dare to take revenge... He didn't dare. The more he thought about it now, the deeper the water behind Yin Jiuliu became. If he really provoked the other party, he might not be able to control his life or death...
At this time, the other party came closer, called twice, leaned into his ear and recounted what happened next——
hiss!
Yu Mingjia's face turned pale, and he jumped up fiercely, pointing at the other person, wishing he could eat his flesh raw!
Can he do this? Dare he do it?
His eyes glanced at the other party's arms.
His heart was bleeding.
Greed! Yu Mingjia! Call you greedy!
…
boom!
A long rainbow flew down, roared in the sky, stood at the top of the pavilion, and then shattered in an instant.
The magic power shrouded, the huge roar caused by the air waves was covered, the spiritual text flowed in the palm, and the phantom body technique suddenly covered hundreds of feet, covering everything in the sea of clouds.
Zhenwu Mountain has arrived.
Above the head, the sky clouds are rolling, as smooth as brocade, and the clouds are extremely smooth, dotting the blue sky.
There are dozens of mountains below you, hundreds of them. There are many flat and wide open areas in Yuezhou, and the mountains are mostly concentrated in an area in front of you, covering an area of about three hundred miles. At a rough glance, there are no less than forty of them.
"Four halls, six halls and twenty-eight mountains, with Zhenwu Zhenmo Peak as the contemporary leader and main vein, surrounded by the other twenty-seven mountains."
Chen Yu glanced around and quickly determined the location of Demon Suppression Peak.
There are not many pavilions and pavilions in Mount Twenty-Eight. Most of them are stone and wood structures. They are built against the mountain and dug out of the rock wall. Each pavilion is half-shade and half-shade.
Luans and phoenixes dance, exotic beasts are depicted on the eaves, and stone statues of turtles and snakes are everywhere.
The mountains are also different from each other. In addition to the different architectural styles, there are also those facing the sun and the shadows, surrounded by steaming clouds and fog;
People are dazzled by what they see.
His eyesight was far superior to that of ordinary people, and he could see a gurgling stream on a mountain with numerous human figures. It was much busier than the other peaks, and it should be the main peak.
After thinking about it, he gathered his mental control magic power around his body, pulled it casually, tore off a piece of residual cloud from the sky not far away, placed it under his feet, and flew down lightly.
On the way, he was also thinking about it.
After wandering around Chonglou City, although I couldn't find the interior location, I heard a little bit about the situation in Zhenwu Mountain, and gradually figured it out through these Chenyu.
The twenty-eight mountains of Zhenwu rotate once every ten years, and determine the main line of the contemporary era by discussing Tao, and the leader of the line will naturally become the leader of Zhenwu.
It's like a small fasting ceremony, and Tao discussions within Zhenwu Mountain often invite Taoists from all over the world, as well as heroes and individuals from all walks of life who are interested in Taoism, to meet once every ten years, and the scale of the discussion is not much worse than the Ten Methods Club in the past.
"The main line of contemporary Zhenwu is Demon Suppressing Peak. This is the sixth time in the past hundred years that it has assumed the responsibility of the main line. The leader, Master Yu Hong, is one of the few masters in the world."
Zhenwu has top martial artists, but they are more famous for their sword formations, which are divided into the Seven Stars Sword Formation in the North and the Mingli Sword Formation in the Five Elements South Dou Mingli. This time, Chen Yu wanted to see these two legendary opponents.
means.
Falling far down, level with the mountainside, one can see the mountain is hundreds of feet high, covered with dense trees and colorful flowers and plants. On the top, there is an open battlefield, with about twenty people sparsely standing on it.
Some were kicking and punching, some were breathing cross-legged, and some were dancing with unedged long swords, shooting out silver light and cold light like clouds.
In the center, a pavilion stands, six stories high, with a wooden structure. Its surface is very smooth, and the wood is strong and strong. It is made of first-class materials.
There is a plaque hanging horizontally on the door with three large square characters written on it.