An hour later, when Xu Ruice was being called daddy while carrying two big white legs and being bombarded with fire, Xiang Que took a car and returned to Taohua Village again.
"Master, let me ask you something, how much money can you make this night?" Xiang Que asked as he opened the car door at the entrance of Taohua Village.
"Collect the car tomorrow morning. If you are lucky, you will earn two hundred yuan." Xiang Que took out three hundred yuan and handed it to the driver and said, "Well, I go to this village to do some errands. You have to wait for me for a while. Wait for me."
After you finish it, go back and I'll give you another three hundred, okay?"
The driver took the three hundred yuan, twisted it and said, "Sure, no problem."
“A pleasure to work with”
Xiang Que got out of the car and walked into Peach Blossom Village. He stopped when he reached the middle of the village. At this time, Peach Blossom Village had a shocking change after dark. Many people didn't sleep. They were very scared because of fear.
Except for the children who knew nothing, most people were discussing today's events in the open space in the village. A dim light bulb hung on an old tree, and a dozen elderly people were sitting underneath.
elder.
Xiang Que got into the middle of the crowd, squatted on the ground, took out a pack of cigarettes, took out a few and handed them to a few old people. After someone took the cigarettes, they looked at him in surprise and asked, "Young man, you are not from our village?"
Xiang Que lit a cigarette for the other party and said with a smile: "No, I'm here to inquire about the situation."
"Hey, this young man, aren't you..." An old man recognized Xiang Que with sharp eyes, and then he was surprised and stretched out his hand and said with great emotion: "Oh, it was this young man who came over at night and saved us.
Yeah, why did you leave before we had a chance to thank you?"
The villagers in Taohua Village are relatively simple. Xiang Que saved more than 100 people in the village, old and young. This kind of kindness was simply huge to them. All the old people gathered around and talked about it.
He sprayed spit foam all over his face.
After thanking him profusely, Xiang Que wiped his face and said, "Masters, can I ask you something?"
"What are you asking?"
Xiang Que thought for a moment and said, "The village must be quite old. Do you know when Taohua Village was built?"
"The history of the village is indeed quite long. Our oldest genealogy is hundreds of years old, but it is also a broken genealogy. There were still people in the village tens and hundreds of years ago."
The old man with a face full of wrinkles and no teeth immediately entered a state of reminiscence and said slowly: "I once heard my grandfather say that no one seems to know when the village fell. No one can explain it clearly. It seems that
, it seems like there are always people here.”
Xiang Que made a sound, licked his lips excitedly, and then asked: "Then do you know what old things there are in the village? It's not antiques, for example, things like old archways."
"Ah? This has really never happened before." Several old people shook their heads.
Xiang Que smoked a cigarette unwillingly and frowned, how could it not be possible? Could it be that he had made a miscalculation.
Xiang Que continued to ask: "What about the fields outside?"
"I haven't paid much attention to this. The village is so big. How can we not know about it? The fields are only about a hundred acres. There are no old things like you mentioned just around the village."
The cigarette holder in Xiang Que's mouth was immediately broken. He stood up and said, "Okay, I'm disturbing some gentlemen."
Xiang Que was poured cold water on his face, and all his enthusiasm was extinguished. He shook his head helplessly and turned to leave. He might as well chat with the girl in the hotel, which was much better than wasting his time.
At this time, an old man suddenly stopped him: "Young man, the old thing like the archway you mentioned is indeed not available in the village, but there is something similar, I think I have seen it."
"Whoa" Xiang Que paused, turned around and asked in surprise: "What have you seen?"
The old man thought for a while and said: "About three or seven years ago, the Yellow River was experiencing a severe drought, but it had not stopped flowing and the water level had dropped very low. One day my father took me to go to the water pool in the middle of the river.
My son went fishing for fish and walked less than a mile south from the village. At that time, my father saw a stone tablet inserted sideways in a puddle that was about to dry up. It seemed to be more than one meter high above the water. My father also
He was quite curious because the tablet looked very heavy and there seemed to be some animals carved on it, so he waded through the water. When my father got to the tablet, he tried to shake it but it didn't shake. Then he sank again.
I went into the water and took a look, and found that the stone tablet was stuck deep into the bottom of the river. It was impossible to tell how long it was underneath. Since then, the water level has returned and the stone tablet has been submerged under the water. From then on, it has never been seen again.
It has never been exposed. The Yellow River has stopped flowing this year, and the water level is very low in some places. I guess that stone tablet may have to pop up again."
Xiang Que licked his lips excitedly again, rubbed his hands and said, "Uncle, could you please help me and take me to find that stone tablet?"
Xiang Que's little heart was beating "bang, bang" and his chest was rising and falling. For him, this was a rare kind of excitement that was difficult to suppress.
Xiang Que is restless!
The old man said a little embarrassed: "It's been decades, how can I remember it so clearly?"
Xiang Que took out a stack of money and handed it to the old man and said, "If you remember carefully, I think you can almost remember it."
More than a thousand dollars made the old man narrow his eyes: "Okay, I will take you there at dawn tomorrow."
Xiang Que took out another thousand yuan and handed it to the old man and said, "I don't want to wait until tomorrow?"
Ten minutes later, the old man followed Xiang Que out of Taohua Village with a flashlight and walked toward the south bank of the river.
The two of them walked about a mile, and the old man said a little uncertainly: "I probably remember it, it should be around here. I really didn't mean to trick you, young man. I am almost eighty this year.
I was still young at that time, so I just remember things. You can't blame me for not thinking clearly, but I can say with certainty that there must be something there on that stone tablet."
Xiang Que would never doubt the old man's memory. He was absolutely certain that the stone tablet the old man mentioned must be inserted in the river. This was recorded in the ancient well temple books, but there was no definite location.
This monument is called Zhenlong Stone Stele.
The Yellow River has stopped flowing. This section of the river has basically dried up, but some depressions still hold water. Don't underestimate these depressions. They may not look very deep, but if you step on them, seven or eight of you will drown.
Not too much.
Xiang Que took a few steps forward, stepped on the dry river, and began to search the middle area of the river. After searching back and forth for a few times, he suddenly noticed that a black spot seemed to be exposed on the water in a depression.
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