I caught up with Wang Pingbin and asked, "What is this on the back of your neck?"
"What do you think I am here? It's a skin disease, psoriasis, I guess. I haven't seen a doctor anyway. Let's go quickly. It's really cold today."
Seeing his pace quicken, I frowned and thought, "It turns out to be psoriasis. At first glance, I thought it was corpse spots."
The cave is a natural cave, and its location is very hidden. The entrance is covered with a large number of branches. If you are not carrying someone, you will never find it there.
After getting down, the space suddenly opened up. Brother Yu, who is 1.5 meters tall, can stand up straight.
There are some random things hanging around the cave wall, mostly fox and rabbit skins.
I asked: "There are so many fox furs on the wall, why don't you think of making some clothes? You're still wearing a garbage bag."
"You're talking about this. I just made this before winter. It's not dry yet. I can't use it until it's dry. I'll just do it now."
Lao Wang made a stove with mud himself, and threw a few dry firewood in. The cave became much warmer.
"Brother Wang, you have lived alone in this place for more than ten years. I didn't expect that you can speak Mandarin so well and fluently."
He smiled bitterly and said: "I usually talk to the wall by myself. If I forget how to say something, then I really can't live anymore."
I nodded and looked around again.
Everything is simple.
The bed was made of hay, the walls of the cave were smoked black, and the pot for boiling water looked like it had been picked up from somewhere.
It seems that he has really lived here incognito for more than ten years.
Sitting on the hay, I glanced at my head and then asked: "Brother Wang, you said you know a place full of ancient weapons. Where are the real and fake ones?"
"I'm not going to lie to you, of course it's true!"
"I discovered that place accidentally, and I also picked up two iron swords! They're under the hay, if you don't believe me, touch them!"
"oh?"
I stood up and opened the haystack, and immediately saw two iron swords with restrained cold light.
"So new...?."
If I hadn't picked it up and looked at it, I would have thought it was made last week!
But after looking at it carefully, I found that it was not, this was an old thing, it was a serious Xixia iron sword.
The grip is not cylindrical, but ridged. A circle of concentric circles is carved on one end of the hilt. The spine of the sword is slightly raised, forming a certain slope with the sword body.
As for the blade, I touched it lightly with my hand and it was still very sharp.
Do you know the sword of King Gou Jian of Yue?
Although the grade of this sword is not as high as that one, in terms of preservation condition and sharpness, it is probably not inferior to the King of Yue Sword. It is the only one I have seen in my life.
This is not a pure iron sword.
Maybe ancient craftsmen added some kind of special alloy, and it definitely wasn't dug out of the soil. Only puddles have a chance of producing something of this quality.
If you take this sword and sell it to someone knowledgeable, the price starts at 300,000 yuan.
I was excited in my heart, but it didn't show on my face.
"Brother Wang, where did you find these two swords? They are well preserved. So, I will give you four packs of instant noodles in exchange for these two swords. Do you want to exchange them?"
"instant noodles?"
As soon as he heard these three words, he swallowed hard and nodded immediately: "Okay! Changed!"
I was afraid that he would regret it, so I quickly asked Xiaoxuan to bring me instant noodles, which I usually like to eat.
Lao Wang's eyes shone, his face looked like he had found a treasure, and he held four bags of instant noodles tightly in his arms.
"Do you have anything else? Like arrows... armor, crossbow, etc.?"
"Yes, I also have an iron helmet!"
He ran to the corner and took out a cast iron helmet from a broken plastic bucket.
It's the type of helmet worn by ancient warriors that is commonly seen on TV. The helmet just enough protects the head and weighs down the hands.
This helmet has incised patterns all over its body and is of a high level. It may have been worn by a former general.
"This thing isn't good. It's not as good as a sword. I'll give you a bag of instant noodles in exchange for this helmet." I said.
He looked at me eagerly and said, "Isn't this worth two bags?"
I shook my head and said it's not worth it. It's just one bag. If you don't want to exchange it, just keep it for yourself.
He quickly said goodbye! I'll change!
Antiques are like this. They are worth thousands of gold in the eyes of those who understand, but worthless in the eyes of those who don't understand. I used five bags of chome to exchange for two top-quality Xixia iron swords and a Xixia general's helmet. It was very worth it.
But the focus is not on these three things. The point is, where did these things come from and where are their sources? I want to know.
So I asked him around the corner, trying to trick him out, and I said that as long as he told me, I would give him half a bag of fruit peels.
Unexpectedly, after hearing what I said, Lao Wang shook his head and said, "No, I changed my mind. I don't want food. These five packs of instant noodles are enough for me."
"Grass, what do you want? Cigarettes?" Dou Sprout asked.
Lao Wang still shook his head.
He glanced at Xiaoxuan, came over and whispered in my ear: "Tell this little girl and let me wash her feet. This is my only request."
"What!"
After hearing this, I looked confused, what is this request?
You don’t want anything to eat or drink, but you just want to help Xiaoxuan wash her feet?
I saw Lao Wang retracting his hands into the sleeves of his coat, and said with a serious face: "Anyway, this is my request, you guys can do it."
ten minutes later.
From time to time, the sound of rushing water could be heard in the cave.
Xiaoxuan sat on the hay reluctantly.
Xiaoxuan usually pays attention to skin care. The skin care products she uses are relatively expensive. Soaking in hot water makes her little feet white and tender, and her toenails are also trimmed cleanly.
Lao Wang's body was trembling, and her face turned red. She gently splashed the water twice, and held Xiaoxuan's right foot soaked in the water with both hands.
Douyazai kept winking, I think he meant to let Xiaoxuan hold on for a few more minutes.
Unexpectedly, Lao Wang pushed a little too far. He slowly moved his hand upwards and even touched his calf.
"Get out!"
Xiaoxuan was so angry that she kicked Lao Wang in the chest, knocking him upside down and knocking over the washbasin.
He got up and immediately explained anxiously: "Girl, don't be angry. I didn't mean anything wrong. I used to wash my daughter's feet. She looks a bit like you. Counting the time, she is about the same age as you."
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"Who is your daughter! Don't make mistakes, okay?"
I asked in surprise: "Didn't you just say you have two sons at home? Why are they daughters now?"
He said: "I said it? No? Did you hear wrongly? I have a daughter in my family."
I couldn't have heard wrong. He just said that he only has two sons at home. From this point of view, the only explanation is that a person has been alone for too long and his memory has been distorted.
This kind of person seems normal when you talk to him.
But when I think carefully about what he did, I feel that it is very abnormal and unreasonable, and he may be half crazy.
That's why I just persuaded Xiaoxuan to be humble and agree to her strange request.
If we don't follow Lao Wang and use strong tactics, we will definitely not get what we want.
Some crazy people don't know they are crazy, and some mentally ill people don't know they are mentally ill.
When you meet such a person, you should follow his words.
At this time, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Okay, brother, I've given you food, and your request has been met. It's time to take us to that place."
Lao Wang stared at Xiaoxuan with "affectionate eyes" for a full minute. He wiped his eyes with his dirty hands and said, "Okay, I'll take you there."
When we came out of the cave, it was already past three o'clock in the middle of the night. It was even colder tonight than last night, and it was estimated to be more than ten degrees below zero.
Lao Wang took us for a spin and climbed two small hills in a row. At this time, we were at a high position. I looked down at the Ecstasy Forest from a high place and suddenly discovered that this large forest looked like a hexagram.
I discovered this accidentally, and it somewhat coincides with a local legend.
Legend has it that Zhang Ling, the founder of the Five Pecks of Rice Sect, lived here in seclusion to preach. In order to prevent idlers from entering, Zhang Ling used this arrow bamboo forest to set up a hexagram enchantment array to make all those who rashly break in get lost.
Of course this is just a legend and not very credible.
After walking for about fifty minutes, we arrived at a small river. I didn't expect that in addition to the Dulong River, there is also a small river like this in Mi Yaopiao.
It was more than ten degrees below zero, and the river was frozen. Lao Wang stopped, rubbed his hands back and forth, and exhaled: "This is it. I went down to the river to fish for fish two years ago, and accidentally saw a well at the bottom of the river. There were swords and armor.
I dived down and touched it."
As he spoke, he walked to the middle of the river, stamped his feet and said, "If I remember correctly, it's probably at this location."
I knelt down, wiped the ice surface with my sleeve, and shined a strong flashlight downward.
