The man Zhao Yingjun brought back was probably about forty years old, with a slick face, and he was an old bastard. This kind of person has no territory of his own, no assistants of his own, and does not engage in serious business. All his skills are focused on his mouth.
She is very talkative and can win over people wherever she goes, so she has a wide network of contacts and can get some information that ordinary people don't know. In the circle that Jin Pingmei hangs in, most of the news is basically spread by this kind of person first.
The old gangster didn’t know Jin Pingmei, but looking at the posture in front of him, he knew that he was also a good person, so the old gangster was very polite and enthusiastic. Regardless of whether he was familiar with Jin Pingmei or not, he greeted people in a circle one after another. Jin Pingmei
He asked other people to step aside temporarily, even Xiaoning was driven away, but he didn't chase me away, and actually asked me to stay and listen.
I don't know why Jin Ping Mei is so kind and favors me, but the ready-made news is right in front of me. If you don't listen, it will be in vain.
"What's the situation in Xihai River now?" Jin Pingmei didn't talk nonsense and asked the old bastard straight to the point.
"This old man also knows these things, so I don't need to say anything." The old bastard smiled playfully and pointed at Zhao Yingjun.
"I want to hear what you have to say." Jin Pingmei's face darkened and her tone was very rude. I felt that he seemed to want to give the old bastard a show of strength and let him know that he was not easy to fool. Such old bastards meet people like this.
If there are too many, if they can't control it, they may charge an exorbitant price and make their words watery.
The atmosphere that was relatively relaxed just now became slightly tense with Jin Pingmei's tone. Zhao Yingjun also squatted next to him, looked around, and said: "This kind of place has no village in front of the village and no store in the back. Although there are still people, but everyone
Just sweep the snow in front of the door, no one wants to cause trouble. A dead person is like a dead ant. If you find a hole and bury it, no one will find it for a hundred years."
The smile on the old bastard's face disappeared. When meeting masters like Jin Pingmei and Zhao Yingjun, he could only be more honest and began to talk about the recent situation in Xihaihe. Zhao Yingjun did tell Jin Pingmei about these situations in private, but I didn't hear it. Now
It's actually easier for me.
As Jin Pingmei said before, the Xihai River was not very peaceful when he came here. Especially recently, more and more people have gathered here, all for the fossils. After these people came, the shadow problem was solved.
, many of those shadows deep in the main project have been killed, and they are rarely seen anymore.
It may be that the people who purchased the fossils had secretly spread relevant rumors, so these people knew about the ghost curse. They found the two original carriers of the curse and destroyed them.
By this time, many fossils had been transported away.
"I heard someone say that you know the purpose of the funder's acquisition of fossils?" Jin Pingmei asked calmly: "Who is the funder?"
"No one knows who he is." The old bastard immediately shook his head and swore, beating his chest, that he really didn't know the identity of the financial owner.
Jin Pingmei did not press any further, because he also knew that it was impossible for someone like the old bastard to understand the identity of the financial owner.
"Then what is his purpose in acquiring fossils?"
"This..." The old bastard looked at Jin Pingmei with a bit of embarrassment: "Brother, other information is not valuable. If I tell you, it doesn't matter if it is a gift. But brother, you are considerate. I have no other ability. I only count on this.
I make a little money to support my family, so..."
"In these days, everything is valuable, but human words are the least valuable. How can you survive by starving to death?"
"Brother, you're kidding." The old bastard's face turned ugly. He felt that Jin Pingmei seemed to be trying to force him to default on his debt.
"Here you go." Jin Pingmei looked at the situation and threw the old bastard a bag with cash in it. He would not default on the money, but he just wanted the old bastard to tell the news more openly and thoroughly.
"Thank you, thank you." The old bastard accepted the money and his expression immediately became very happy. After that, he looked at us and said in a low voice: "To be honest, I also got the information from others. The source is unknown.
And it’s not too much information.”
"Just say it."
"The owner of the fund purchased the fossils to find a password."
"password?"
I was stimulated by these two words. This was not the first time I heard this word, and every time I heard this word, the situation was not normal.
Jin Pingmei wanted to ask more, but the old bastard only knew so much. As for what kind of password it was and what it was used for, he couldn't figure it out.
"Be strict with your mouth. Don't say these words to others again. It won't do any good." Zhao Yingjun warned the old bastard, who hurriedly agreed and ran away in a hurry.
There was only so much information, and it was difficult to deduce anything from it. The people from Jin Ping Mei set up the tent, and it was only then that I saw Xiaoning. But Xiaoning stayed in the tent and ignored me when he saw me walking in.
, I knelt down to talk to him, and he lazily put down the picture in his hand that he had read countless times and said, "You have a very good relationship with him. He doesn't shy away from you even when talking about such important things."
"Don't be jealous." I quickly explained: "Can't you see? Jin Pingmei wanted to deliberately sow our relationship, so he drove you away and left me to let us fight among ourselves. You must not be fooled by him. If you follow
I made a fuss and let him succeed."
"Who would be jealous of you?" Xiaoning's face suddenly turned red. Maybe she thought what I said was reasonable, so she slapped me on the back of the head.
"Still looking at this picture?" When I saw this picture, I always felt uneasy because I hid it from Xiaoning about this picture. I didn't tell him at the time, and it would be even more inappropriate to tell him now.
So I still endured and remained silent.
"Yes, what does this picture mean?" Xiaoning sighed: "I have checked almost all the information I can find."
"Did you gain anything?"
"There must be gains, but my gains are different from the time when the Great Wall of Qin was built. I can't tell if there is a direct connection between the two."
Xiaoning thought for a while and told me some things. He had found out these things a long time ago, but he didn't tell me. Now we are the only two who can rely on each other. He has no one he trusts, so he can only tell me these things.
Talk about it, refer to it and discuss it.
The harvest Xiaoning mentioned actually came from a minor incident ten years ago. It happened in a village on the outskirts of Handan. At that time, someone in the village wanted to build a new house, demolished the old house, and dug the foundation again.
During the process of digging the foundation, a tomb was unearthed. The villagers didn't know that much and didn't report it. They just thought it was strange. Many strong laborers started digging and destructively excavated the tomb.
They dug up some things, about thirty pieces of tortoise shell-like things, with words engraved on them. The villagers couldn't understand it and didn't take it seriously. However, until this time, they had not found the tomb owner's name.
They continued to dig out the coffin and unearthed various burial objects, including bronze vessels.
As soon as the bronzes were unearthed, some cultural relic dealers from Handan were immediately attracted. They took away the tortoise shells and small funerary objects. However, when they wanted to purchase the bronzes, an old man in the village stopped them and refused to sell them to them.
Because the old man had some knowledge and knew the value of bronzes, the price offered by the cultural relic dealer was too low, which was simply blackmail.
Because the coffin of the tomb owner has not been unearthed, these cultural relic dealers felt that they still had something to do, so they simply stayed in the village, prepared the things to be unearthed, and took them away on the spot. The villagers benefited and worked more energetically, but then they took over
When we got down, water began to pour out of the tomb, gurgling like a spring, making it difficult to dig.
The villagers didn't give up. They just got a water pump and continued digging. This time something happened, and two people died under the pit. Because it took a long time and the distance was too far, Xiaoning didn't know who the person was.
How did he die? In short, someone died. The matter was too big to cover up even if he wanted to. The public security agency intervened in the investigation, and soon after, the cultural relics department also got involved. All the cultural relic dealers smelled something wrong, so they stopped early.
Escaped.
"The tomb was taken over and developed by the cultural relics department. It is possible that all the burials and coffins were unearthed. It is difficult to say the specific age of this tomb, but at least it is from before the pre-Qin Dynasty, and the identity of the tomb owner has been difficult to determine," Xiaoning said.
: "The identity of the tomb owner is difficult to determine because the most important burial in the tomb was taken away."
"Those tortoise shells?"
"Yes." Xiaoning nodded: "The tortoise shell was taken away by the cultural relics dealer, and the cultural relics department did not get it. In the pre-Qin era, ordinary people rarely used things like tortoise shells as carriers of writing, so I infer that the tomb's
The owner of the tomb should be an alchemist or something like that."
In fact, the most valuable burial in this unknown ancient tomb is not the bronze furnace. From an economic point of view, a complete bronze from the pre-Qin era is certainly valuable, but the words recorded on the tortoise shells are
But no amount of money can get it back.
If the tortoise shell fell into the hands of the authorities, no one would have the chance to understand the writing on it. Fortunately, the cultural relic dealers took them away and allowed these writings to be circulated. But at the time, these writings did not attract anyone's attention because
The specific content of the handwriting seems to lack research value, and those who have come into contact with it regard it as an untrustworthy piece of unofficial history.
"The writings on these tortoise shells record a man named Jiasu, who was a magician."
The records about this man named Jia Su do not have great magical powers and mysteries like the alchemists in other legendary stories. The Jia Su recorded on the tortoise shell seems to be an ordinary alchemist, who has no prophets, is immortal, and can turn stones into gold.
He was only passionate about one thing in his life, the only thing, and what was recorded on the tortoise shell was part of the process of Jia Su doing these things. The number of tortoise shells is limited, and the length of the record is also limited, so the process is not so
Detailed, only the more important parts are recorded.
This man named Jia Su spent half his life traveling around various countries, lobbying the kings of various countries to build the Great Wall.