Dou Sprout looked through the brocade box again, but found nothing.
Zhou Bing changed his previous image of a gentle shop owner. He looked at me and said coldly: "Let's go, you guys, do you still want me to give you away?"
I thought about it for a minute or two. My original plan was to get the white horse copper kettle. Now it seems impossible, but there is another trick.
Show your cards.
I didn't leave, but looked at Zhou Bing and said with a smile: "Your grandpa is really pretending to be Alzheimer's, but... aren't you still short of 500,000?"
Zhou Bing was stunned for more than ten seconds, and his face instantly turned pale.
The original plan failed. Seeing that I was showing off my cards, Douyazai threw the brocade box in his hand and said loudly: "Where is your wife! We already know about the Xu incident and your wife's incident!"
"I don't understand what you are talking about." Zhou Bing said with a cold face.
"Still pretending to be stupid?"
I said I mentioned Wang Xiansheng, since the white horse pot is in your hand, you should know our identities, right?
Zhou Bing still didn't speak.
I continued: "I don't care about what's going on between you and your wife. I only have one condition. I hope Wednesday Shun can see me and talk to me as a normal person."
I wrote down my phone number on a piece of paper and put it on the table.
"You should think carefully. The time will be set at 10 o'clock tonight at the latest. We will not wait if it is late."
"Yazai, let's go."
After leaving the advertising store, Bean Sprouts hurriedly followed him and said, "I didn't expect Zhou to be so smart. I almost deceived him. Fengzi, what do you think we should do if the old man refuses to cooperate? Should we really go to the police station to report him?"
I said it was a waste of time to report, what are we doing?
If Wednesday Shun doesn't come tonight, we'll hide in Alxa. Who knows when Jin Fenghuang will come looking for us.
After returning to the new location, I kept waiting. It was after 9 o'clock in the evening and there was still no movement on my phone.
The time has arrived at around 9.40.
The phone on the table suddenly started vibrating.
The caller ID showed an unfamiliar number, so I answered the call without saying a word.
"Hello."
"Wednesday?"
"I am, haven't you always wanted to talk to me?"
"At 11:30, the small square of Hu Community, fitness equipment, you come alone."
The other party hung up the phone immediately after finishing speaking.
I checked the time and saw that there were less than two hours until 11:30.
Dou Sprout is also going, he said, what if Old Man Zhou wants to kill people, after all, we know his grandson’s secret.
I said no, but he didn't dare. Just wait for my news at the hotel.
When we took a taxi to Hu Community, there were no street lights in the small square and it was dark.
I opened my phone and looked around with the faint light of the screen.
"Stop looking for it." At this moment, an old man's voice sounded behind me, which startled me.
I looked back.
At this moment, Wednesday Shun didn't even use a cane. He stood upright facing me. Although his head was full of white hair, his eyes were clear. He looked completely different from his previous image of an elderly man with dementia.
"Sit." He pointed to the lounge chairs in the small square.
He and I were sitting side by side on the deck chair. It was dark and quiet around us. If people didn't pay attention carefully, they wouldn't be able to see the two of us sitting in the small square.
"Tell me, what do you want to know?"
I asked directly: "Wang Xiansheng came to see you. I want to know what you told him at that time and why he was so persistent that he would risk his life to enter Blackwater City."
Wednesday Shun was silent, and I didn't press him, just waiting for his answer quietly.
After a few minutes, he said: "What is written on that piece of parchment is the secret of the Dangxiang clan and the continuation of the Xixia Ming Dynasty."
"The Western Xia Palace is different from the ordinary Xixia. It was only circulated among the nobles of the party more than 700 years ago and ordinary people were not allowed to learn it. Xixia is a Buddhist country. What the Western Xia Palace deciphered above is actually two paragraphs."
"A narration, a sutra," said Wednesday Shun, who was in darkness.
"Jing? What do you mean?"
He spoke a transliteration of Sanskrit, which was very difficult to pronounce.
Wednesday stopped by: "It's the Seven Treasures of Buddhism."
"Seven treasures? Aren't they treasures? The umbrella cover of a wheel conch, the fish intestines in a flower pot."
He shook his head and said it wasn't like that. I was talking about the seven things hanging on Sakyamuni's body from ancient scriptures. Li Xian had someone to stand in for his death back then. The stand-in who was beheaded by the Mongols and a person named Mi Zhiyin It was related to the woman. When Li Xian left, he took the remnants of the party and took away Qibao's Wuzhu and ran to the southwest to establish a small political power called Xiwu'er.
"The approximate location of Xiwu'er is in the Muya area, probably in the present-day Qinghai, Gannan, Ganzi and Qamdo areas, as well as the Diqing area in Yunnan. It is hidden in the busy mountains and steep mountains, and can be blocked naturally by using trees and cliffs. In the pursuit of the Mongolian cavalry, the building like a turret drawn on the parchment was the watchtower built by Xiwuer in the mountains around Muya. They were always on guard against the pursuit of the Mongolian cavalry."
"I have dedicated my life to archeology. Since the founding of Xixia, it has taken root in the northwest for more than 300 years. After Li Xian escaped, he took away a large amount of treasures and beads. The beads represent Buddhism. Li Xian may have left the remaining spiritual Faith is placed on Wu Zhu."
"These are all the secrets on the parchment. What else do you want to ask?"
The information contained in these words was too huge, and I couldn't digest it in a short time, so I sat on the bench in a daze.
When I came back to my senses, I asked him again why he had to find Heishui City. Didn't he say that the Xiwu'er Kingdom was in the Muya area?
And Muya is in Sichuan, why doesn't he go directly to Sichuan?
Zhou Shushun shook his head and said that he didn't know that clearly. Wang Xiansheng probably discovered some secret and had to go to Heishui City.
"I've told you everything I can tell you."
"Can I ask you a favor?"
"How can I help you?"
As soon as I finished speaking, Wednesday Shun suddenly stood up from the bench.
He said: "Please keep my grandson's affairs a secret. I will surrender after I have taken care of everything."
I frowned and said, are you doing it for your grandson?
On Wednesday, he stopped by and said, "I did it in the first place, so why should I say anything about it? Don't worry, I won't talk about your affairs, but..." He paused for a few seconds and then said, "Young man, you Less than twenty, right? Have you ever thought about your future destination? "
"Bye now."
After Zhou Shushun finished speaking, he turned and walked into the darkness.
I sat in the small square all night until the sun came up in the morning. Not only was I thinking about my relationship with Xiwu'er, I was also thinking about what I said when I left on Wednesday.
Where will my future destination be?
.......
What happened to Zhou Shunshun was that he really turned himself in, and then the incident was exposed. To this day, some people who used to live in the Hu Community still know about it. I heard that the property management company also invited monks to perform rituals. Zhou Bing I should know where my wife is without telling her. Is Zhou Bing okay?
No.
On Wednesday, the white-haired man gave the black-haired man a gift. There was cause and effect, and God's retribution was not good. After everything came to light, Zhou Bing chose to jump off the building. After Zhou Bing's accident, his five-year-old son was adopted and given to Zhou.
He was raised by relatives at home. I don’t know the name of his son. He should be an adult by now.
However, there is one thing I am quite grateful for on Wednesday.
He didn't confess us. He didn't say a word about our secret or the white horse copper kettle, and it rotted in his stomach.
It is precisely because he did this that we were able to hang out for several more years.
