The small courtyard where we live is the West House.
Xiaoxuan was wiping those diving suits. There was a briquette fire burning a teapot in the room, and the teapot made a loud sound when it was boiling.
I picked up the teapot and poured water into the thermos bottle, looking over my head intentionally or unintentionally.
"Hey, old friend, I'm sorry to bother you during this big holiday. I want to ask you about someone, a guy whose nickname is Handsome Brother."
"Hmm...it's unlikely to be Yeluzi. They have professional equipment and may be often active in Guangdong and Guangxi."
"Okay, that's all you have to do. Help me inquire. If you have any news, get back to me as soon as possible."
I have been listening to similar calls like this, and I made six or seven calls at once. The results were not good at first. I didn’t know who this handsome guy was, nor his real name, age, etc., but the results on my head were not very good.
All my friends promised to help.
Friends ask friends, friends of friends ask friends.
After waiting for nearly two hours, there was really news.
One person told us: "Beautiful guy is probably a man in his forties, from Guangxi. He was caught fishing for nautilus with a foreign ship in his early years. After he came out, he gathered a few people and formed a small team. He was only active in the fishing industry.
I own one-third of an acre of land and am well-known in the industry."
After knowing the news, I took a pen and paper and laid down on the table to start writing and drawing.
I think the shape of the sketch he drew was probably that of some places around Guizailing, such as the small pond, Yin Yang Cave, and Zaizai Temple. He also drew a plan view after going down from the pond.
"strangeness....."
Tuotou murmured to himself: "If there is an ancient tomb underneath, it does not conform to the funeral customs of any dynasty, but if it is not a tomb, what on earth could it be..."
I told about the stone tablets and statues I saw at the Daoxian Cultural Management Office.
After hearing this, he fell into deep thought and wrote the word "Chen" on the sketch.
"Hey, Fengzi, come out quickly."
Bean sprouts suddenly appeared in the yard and waved to me.
"What are you calling me for?"
Douya pointed to the door and said, "It's so lively outside, didn't you hear it?"
What did I say about the excitement? Is it the Lantern Festival? Didn’t Xiao Tang say that the lanterns and fireworks will be set off at night three days later?
"It's not that. Do you remember that person we met by the river last time? The family invited a Taoist priest today. They should be holding a Dharma gathering. There are many people. Let's go and have a look."
"What are you doing watching football? You have nothing to do when you are full."
"Fuck," Dou Sprout said with dissatisfaction, staring at him: "At this point in time, do you think I, Lu Ziming, am the kind of person who likes to watch the excitement?"
"I call this an investigation!"
Douyazai touched his chin, narrowed his eyes and said, "There is only one truth."
"Have you forgotten the Taoist statue I fished out from the river?"
"The man happened to die by the river. Let me give you an analogy. What if the dead man stole the clay statue and then fell into the river? I think this is possible. Then, we can draw a conclusion now.
Argument, why do Taoist statues fall into the water?"
I took a big bite of the egg yolk pie in my mouth, stuffed the wrapping paper into Dou Sprouts' pocket and said:
"Brother Lu, what you said is awesome. Analyzing it is the same as not analyzing it."
