"Of course I remember." I replied casually. The contents on that videotape would be impossible to forget in anyone's mind.
"You should know that the content in the video is unbelievable, but it did happen. I spent a lot of effort to get this tape." Mustache pondered for a moment, looked up at me, and I
It felt like he was thinking nervously about whether he should tell me the truth of the matter, or how much he should tell me.
Of course, I can't have high hopes for this person, nor do I expect him to tell me everything exactly.
"Can you be more specific?" I tried my best to get more words from Mustache: "We are a cooperative relationship. It is necessary for me to understand some things. Otherwise, I will be led around blindfolded and the psychological pressure will be very high."
big."
"I have been looking for the reason why the man with the harelip in the video tape aged instantly, but it is very difficult. I followed some clues and searched for a long time, and I roughly know that the Xixia bronze medal is closely related to this matter."
"anything else?"
"So, if you can't get the Xixia bronze medal, everything will be empty talk and you won't get any answers." Mustache leaned on the sofa and said, "We have to rush to a place right away. There may be people there.
A Xixia bronze medal, perhaps the only one that has not been found, must be obtained."
"What is the use of this kind of bronze medal? Are there many more?"
"How many pieces have you seen in total?" Mustache asked instead without answering my question.
Although I don't plan to explain everything clearly to him, I feel that I can't hide it when it comes to the Xixia bronze medal. The purpose of this thing is still a mystery for the time being, but it is undoubtedly very important. If I lie, maybe it will
It will cause unpredictable consequences. After all, Xiaohu and I are in a cooperative relationship, and the personal safety of Ma Dad and I depends on him.
"If you add the half-building piece, I've seen a total of five pieces."
"Three pieces for Wei Changkong, one piece for Gloomy Face, and one piece for Lei Yingxiong..." A faint light flashed in Mustache's eyes: "If we can get one piece without missing a beat this time, then we can still get one piece."
The whereabouts of two bronze medals are temporarily unknown."
I did a quick calculation and found out that according to what Mustache said, there were eight Xixia bronze medals in total.
"We have to move quickly. We will pack up tomorrow and set off immediately."
After all, Mustache still didn't tell me the real destination, which made me a little dissatisfied. He often tried to get things out of me, but he never revealed to me what he was doing in secret.
"Where are we going to find the bronze medal?"
"Perhaps you and Ma Dad think that I am insincere and do not tell you about many things." Mustache said sternly: "Do you know where the last Xixia bronze medal is?"
"Over there?"
"Bantuo, maybe you don't even know where this place is, so it's useless for me to say it now."
When I heard this place name, I thought it sounded familiar. When I thought about it carefully, I remembered the old scholar Fang Lao I met when I was sent to Mazhan by the old man. He told me about the ancient city of Bantuo in the hometown of Xixia.
"Don't look down on people." I lit a cigarette and said in a serious tone: "Most people may not know this place. Mongolia's sixth crusade against Xixia. At that time, the ruling class of Xixia felt unable to resist the Mongolian army, so they were surrounded in the capital.
Before, a large number of precious documents and items were moved to safer places in advance, Blackwater City was one of them, and Ban Tuo was also one of them."
After I finished speaking, I glanced at Mustache proudly, but he didn't express surprise or look at me with admiration, which made me feel very boring.
That's all Xiaozhu and I talked about, and finally we knew the destination of our trip. After saying this, I still had a big question rolling back and forth in my mind. The Xixia bronze medal Xiaozhu was looking for was in the class.
Tuo, I have only heard about this ancient Xixia city buried in the yellow sand.
What on earth can I do to help Xiaozhu? It’s okay to help him go to Banbianlou to identify the goods, but other than that, what else can I be used for?
After not seeing each other for two weeks, Mustache seemed very tired, but he didn't take a break after talking to me, and started making phone calls non-stop, possibly remotely arranging everything he needed before taking action. I was even more sure that he was not alone.
If he fights alone, he must have a group of people under him, but they just don't show up easily.
When I returned to the room, Ma Dad was sleeping like a pig. I listened to his thunderous snoring and tossed and turned. Through the gap in the curtains, I saw a faint ray of moonlight outside.
"Is the old man okay now?" I can't help but think about it when I'm alone. I care about the old man because I know that the old man now is no longer the strategist who single-handedly fought against Xue Jinwan more than ten years ago.
Wei Ba Ye is an old man who is in his dying years.
He is old, his waist is completely collapsed, and he sits in a lonely wheelchair every day. Only when recalling the all-powerful past, he will show a lonely and helpless smile.
In fact, I am a very home-loving person. I am used to living in Jiangbei. Once I go outside, I feel uneasy. Especially in such a desperate escape, I feel even more bitter and aggrieved.
What happened to all this? Why did it become like this?
But I don't resent him at all, even though I was forced to almost no choice. My life was saved by the old man, and with more than twenty years of upbringing, I have no right to resent him.
The more I thought about it, the more my eyes felt numb, and I almost spent the night with my eyes open like this.
We started packing our things the next day, then left Hubei and headed north. After arriving in Zhengzhou, we didn’t make any stop. The transit point chosen by Mustache was Wuwei, Gansu. The distance from here to Bantuo is shorter than Alxa League.
Wuwei is a famous cultural city with a long history in the northwest region. In 121 BC, Huo Qubing, the hussar general of the Western Han Dynasty, went on an expedition to Hexi. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty established a special place in Wuwei in recognition of his military achievements. Qianliang, Houliang, Nanliang, and Xi
The Liang, Northern Liang and Daliang regimes in the late Sui Dynasty successively established their capitals in Wuwei. After the founding of the Xixia Kingdom, it was called Xiliang Prefecture.
In fact, Wuwei is not only a famous cultural city, it also has extraordinary special significance to the Chinese people.
In Wunan Town, more than 20 kilometers southeast of Liangzhou City in Wuwei, there is the famous White Pagoda Temple, which is one of the four famous temples of Tibetan Buddhism in Liangzhou. After the Mongols conquered most of China, the Mongolian West Route Army Commander-in-Chief
Kuoduan and the Tibetan religious leader Saban Kunga Gyaltsen held the "Liangzhou Talks" at the Baita Temple. After the talks, the two parties reached an agreement on Tibet's peaceful submission to the Mongolian central government. Saban also issued a message to all of Tibet here.
He wrote the "Letter from Saban to the Tibetan People", and from then on, Tibet was officially included in the territory of China.
There are so many historical sites in Wuwei that it is impossible to visit them all in a short time. In addition, we have business to do, so we only selected a few places related to Xixia. Then, the person arranged by Mustache sent a message
, the preparations were in place, the four of us immediately set off from Wuwei to the west, and met up with the man with the mustache at Zhangye.
The people arranged by Mustache are indeed very experienced, and the materials prepared are very sufficient and complete. They said that camels have been prepared outside Bantu in advance. Once the motor vehicle breaks down, the camels can be driven forward.
Moreover, what surprised me was that among these people there was a man in his forties who spoke with a Gansu accent. His surname was Gong. From the outside, he looked unremarkable and was no different from other people. However, he was quite familiar with the history of Xixia.
While on the way, he introduced us to some information about Xixia and Pantuo. His professionalism was staggering, not much worse than the old scholar Fang Lao I met back then. Mustache is really a resourceful person and very meticulous.
, I don’t know where to recruit such a talent.
The process of rushing was the same as the last time I followed Cao Shi to Mazhan, which was very boring. The number of people in the whole team was not small, which made me feel very stable. There is strength in numbers, and the chance of getting out of trouble in the event of an accident is relatively high.
But when we reached the Gou Yao Pier in the north of Zhangye, the rest of the team stopped moving forward. Only Lao Gong and another older Mongolian man Bai Yin were left to continue walking north with us. I heard the monk say something privately
He said that Baiyin was not one of their people, but he was a very experienced guide and had been to the desert where Bantuo was located several times.
My mood was very complicated, especially when I was approaching the desert. The strange things I encountered in the small town of Machan repeatedly came to my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a little regretful, thinking about how risky this Bantu trip would be.
I couldn't tell anyone this clearly, so I could only reveal it to Ma Dad a little bit. Ma Dad frowned and uttered a sentence: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. If you get something hard this time, Monk
If they dare not give us a generous share, I will never be done with them."
But we are very lucky. The natural environment of this desert is surprisingly normal. Baiyin said in a slightly stiff Chinese that this kind of weather is not something anyone can encounter. Although it is not as big as the Tarim desert,
, but the sandstorm can still swallow up everything that appears in the sand sea without a trace, making it impossible to hide even if you want to.
I really hate such topics, especially people in this field, because the risk factor is relatively high, so they are very taboo about unlucky words. The people under the old man are like this. They themselves say that life or death does not matter, but
He would get anxious when others said this to him. I grew up with these people, and I was influenced by them. I felt very uncomfortable with Bai Yin's words. Fortunately, Lao Gong interrupted in time, pointed to the north and slightly west, and said,
The camel is right there.
As soon as Lao Gong finished speaking, I accidentally saw Bai Yin's face suddenly darken. Maybe he also noticed that I was looking at him, and his face immediately returned to normal. This subtle change made me feel tight, naturally.