An hour later, when Xu Ruice was carrying two big white legs and fired a fire in the sky and was called by someone to compete with her father, Xiang Que took a car and returned to Taohua Village again.
"Master, let me ask you something, how much money can you pay this night?" Xiang Que asked at the entrance of Taohua Village.
"Care the car tomorrow morning, be lucky and earn 200 yuan." Xiang Que took out 300 yuan and handed it to the driver, saying, "That's it, I'll go to this village to do something. You have to wait for me for a while, wait for me.
I'll return it after the payment, I'll give you another 300 yuan, no."
The driver took the three hundred yuan and twisted it and said, "It's OK, no problem."
"Happy cooperation"
Xiang Que got out of the car and walked into Taohua Village. When he arrived in the middle of the village, he stopped. At this time, Taohua Village was in shocking change after dark. Many people didn't sleep because of the fear.
The spirit of the child who knows nothing, most of the people are discussing today's events in the open space in the village. There is a dim light bulb hanging on an old tree, and there are more than a dozen older people sitting below.
elder.
Xiang Que approached the crowd, squatted on the ground, took out a pack of cigarettes and took out a few and handed them to several old men. Someone took the cigarette and looked at him in surprise and asked, "Young man, aren't you from our village?"
Xiang Que lit a cigarette for the other party and smiled and said, "No, I'm here to inquire about the situation."
"Oh, this young man, you are not..." An old man recognized Xiang Que with sharp eyes, and then stretched out his hand in surprise and said very movedly: "Oh, it was this young man who came here to save us in the evening.
Yes, we didn't have time to thank you yet, why did you leave?"
The villagers of Taohua Village are all relatively simple. Xiang Que saved more than 100 people from all over the village. This kindness was so great for them. All the elderly people gathered around, talking nonsense.
He spitted his face and spitted out star.
After thanking Qian En, Xiang Que wiped his face and said, "Master, please ask you something?"
"What are you asking?"
Xiang Que thought for a while and said, "The village should be quite old. Do you know what era was Taohua Village built?"
"If you want to talk about the history of the village, it is indeed quite long. Our oldest genealogy has been around for hundreds of years, but this is also a broken genealogy. There is still people in the village for dozens or hundreds of years."
The old man with a pleated face immediately entered the state of memory and said slowly: "I heard from my grandfather that no one knew when the village fell, and no one could understand it.
It seems that there are always people here.”
Xiang Que said, licked his lips with some excitement, and then asked, "Do you know what old objects are in the village? They are not antiques, such as old archways."
"Ah? I haven't seen this before." Several old men shook their heads.
Xiangque was a little unwilling to give in and smoked and frowned. How could it be that he didn't? Could it be that he had made a mistake in his calculations?
Xiang Que continued to ask, "What about the fields outside?"
"I haven't paid much attention to this. The village is so big, can we not know what it is. The land is only about one hundred acres, just around the village, and there are no old things you mentioned."
Xiangque's cigarette mouth was bitten off immediately. He stood up and said, "Okay, I've disturbed several uncles."
Xiang Que was poured with cold water on his head, and his heart was destroyed. He shook his head helplessly and turned around and was about to leave. It would be better to chat with the girl in a hotel. It was much better than having a tumultuous trip.
At this time, an old man suddenly called him: "Young man, there are indeed no old objects like archways you mentioned in the village, but there is something similar, I seem to have seen it."
"Swish" Xiang Que paused, turned around and asked in surprise: "What have you seen?"
The old man thought for a while and said, "It was probably 30 or 7 years ago. The drought in the Yellow River was like now, but it had not stopped flowing yet, and the water level dropped very low. One day, my father took me with me to go to the bubbles in the middle of the river.
I went to catch fish and walked south from the village less than a mile. At that time, my father saw a stone tablet inserted diagonally in a puddle that was about to dry. It seemed that it was more than one meter high from the water surface. My father also
Very curious because the monument looked very thick and seemed to have carved calligraphy and paintings on it.
Some animals, so he waded over the water. After my father arrived at the stone tablet, he tried to shake it but it didn't shake it. Then he sank into the water and looked at it, and found that the stone tablet was very deep at the bottom of the river.
, I can't tell how long it is below. Since then, the water level has returned. The stone tablet has been flooded under the water. It has never been exposed since then. This year, the Yellow River has been cut off, and some places have been under the water level.
Very low, I guess that stone tablet may have emerged again.”
Xiang Que licked his lips excitedly again, rubbed his hands and said, "Uncle, can you do it for a while and take me to find that stone tablet?"
Xiangque's little heart beat "bang, bang" and his chest was undulating. This was a rare and uncontrollable excitement for him.
Xiangque, restless!
The old man said in a little embarrassedly: "It's been decades, but I don't remember it so clearly."
Xiang Que took out a stack of money and handed it to the old man and said, "You remember it carefully, I think you can almost remember it."
More than one thousand yuan made the old man's eyes narrow: "Okay, I'll take you there when it dawns 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?"
More than ten minutes later, the old man used a flashlight and exited Taohua Village and walked towards the south bank.
The two of them walked about a mile away, and the old man said with some uncertainty: "I probably remember that it should be nearby. Young man, I really don't want to fool you. I'm almost eighty this year, and in the past 30s, that's the case.
I was still young at that time, and I just remembered it. I couldn’t blame me even if I couldn’t think clearly, but I can say with certainty that there must be a stone tablet.”
Xiang Que would never doubt the old man's memory. He dared to be extremely sure that the stone tablet the old man said must be inserted into the river. This is recorded in the ancient Jingguan classics, but there is no certain direction.
This stele is called the Dragon Stone Monument.
The Yellow River has broken down, and this section has basically dried up, but some depressions still contain water. Don’t underestimate that these depressions may not look too deep, but if you step on them, you will drown seven or eight of them.
No need to worry about too much.
Xiang Que walked forward a few steps, stepped on the dry river channel and began to search for the middle of the river channel. After searching back and forth for a few times, he suddenly realized that a black spot seemed to be exposed on the water surface of a depression.
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