Director Yang hesitated when He Er pulled him. He knew about the water shortage in Sandao Village. Sandao Village was often involved in conflicts over water closure disputes and Heping Village.
Moreover, the village chief of Sandao Village was indeed named Wu. What He Er said was well-founded and his attitude was so firm. Director Yang immediately believed him. If the other party had something in his heart, he dared to drag him away.
Confrontation?
"Forget it, He Er, if you come to collect mountain goods, you can collect mountain goods, but you are not allowed to do anything that violates laws and regulations."
It was getting late now, and it would probably be seven or eight o'clock when we arrived at Sandao Village. Director Yang's stomach was growling with hunger. Thinking of entertaining Qin Feng and others, Director Yang shook off He Er.
He raised his arm and said: "I will pass through Sandao Village tomorrow. When I see Lao Wu, I will ask him, don't take any chances."
"You can go ahead and ask, Director Yang. I don't come here very often. In the future, you will get to know me when you become familiar with this road."
He Er slapped his chest loudly, but only he knew that his back was completely soaked with cold sweat. If Director Yang agreed just now, he was ready to rush out of the door.
Qin Feng on the side saw that Director Yang did not insist on asking for confirmation, so he smiled and said: "Director Yang, what he said is actually right. This thing can explore wells and can drill dozens of meters underground."
"This is my first time meeting you. Professor He is very knowledgeable." Director Yang laughed when he heard this and turned around and said, "Cannon, let's go, pick up your things..."
"Hey, it's inevitable. You guys go ahead. I'll go over after I get my things." Da Pao agreed. After all, He Er and others were also his guests, so they had to be accommodated no matter what.
Village Chief Tang's home is still a little higher up. He has two sons and built a total of three tile-roofed houses. After bringing Qin Feng and his party home, he asked his eldest daughter-in-law and second daughter-in-law to live in one room at night to make room for Qin Feng and others.
Got out of a house.
About ten minutes later, Cannon came over with game meat and two kilograms of liquor.
People in the mountains do not miss these things, and they are very skillful in putting them away. When Village Chief Tang went to the entrance of the village and bought some peanuts and other snacks to go with wine, Da Pao also prepared a hot dish that was cooked and stewed.
Eating in the countryside is not very particular. There are big pots of vegetables and big bowls of wine. After finishing the two kilograms of white wine brought by Cannon, Village Chief Tang opened another five kilograms of old wine. Not only did Director Yang drink too much, but Li Tianyuan and Li Tianyuan also drank too much.
Even Leng Xiongfei was drunk.
The countryside is still very lively at night in summer, with frogs chirping and insects chirping almost all night long. However, after ninety o'clock, there is no sound of people in the small village without street lights. Every household goes to bed and goes to sleep.
Cannon also drank a lot, so he walked home and fell asleep. Not long after, loud snoring could be heard in the room.
"Bite!"
In the room where He Er and others lived, a kerosene lamp was lit at this time. Under the dim light, He Er looked ferocious as he held a towel and handed it to a young man who looked a bit like him.
people.
"Second uncle, I...I won't dare to do it next time."
The young man took the towel. His face was full of fear, but he did not dare to go against He Er's words. He slowly stuffed the towel into his mouth.
"Don't you dare? I'll make you lazy!"
He Er roared in a low voice, grabbed a stick in his right hand, and slapped the young man on the buttocks, making the young man tremble all over and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.
"If it weren't for your father's sake, I would beat you to death!"
He Er threw the stick away. His eyes flashed fiercely as he stared at the three young men in front of him and said: "I told you to be careful a long time ago, how could you just leave the Luoyang shovel outside? If I hadn't been so alert,
It’s all fucking over today!”
He Er is from Henan Province. He has been doing this business for almost ten years. He first joined the business with his uncle. The two of them went on separate gangs and robbed many large tombs in Henan Province, but neither of them was serious.
Born in Dou, he didn't know the treasures in the tomb.
More than ten years ago, when the antique craze had not yet started, they mostly melted some stolen gold and silver and sold them for money, such as jade, ceramics and other objects, and then discarded them.
As a result, the profits they gained from robbing tombs were not very generous, which made the father and son even more greedy. They once robbed eight large tombs in Henan Province in a month.
As the saying goes, if you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts. Grave robbing is also a matter of anger and resentment, and it is inevitable that you will receive retribution.
Six years ago, when He Er and his uncle were robbing a tomb on a rainy night, they encountered a landslide in the tomb, and mud poured into the tomb. Uncle He Er, who went down to retrieve something, was buried alive in the tomb on the spot.
He Er was so frightened by this incident that he was sick at home for more than a month. He was used to digging for food from tombs, but He Er couldn't adapt when he was asked to live an honest life, so he joined a tomb robbing gang in the same village.
He Er stayed in this tomb robbing gang for three full years. During these three years, he also knew how stupid things he and his uncle had done back then. So many priceless objects were actually treated like trash by them, and he regretted it.
He Er's intestines were all green.
He Er, who realized that knowledge is money, quit the tomb robbing gang three years ago and went to Panjiayuan, the capital, to wholesale some things and become an antique dealer.
As the saying goes, eating makes you wiser. He Er can be regarded as a new generation of tomb robbers with ideals, ambitions and perseverance.
In order to understand the value of those tomb objects, he sold "arts" in Panjiayuan for more than a year. He knew the ins and outs of the antique market and got to know many buyers from the capital before he decided to
Make a comeback.
He Er followed the same path as his uncle back then. He found two clever nephews from his own cousins and led them out.
Tomb robbers also have rules for tomb robbers. He Er withdrew from the gang in the village. Logically speaking, he could not compete with those old brothers for food, so he took several nephews and fled to Shandong, Hebei and other provinces.
After stealing tombs for more than ten years, He Er also developed a sharp eye. Although he did not know how to look up at the sky and observe the mountains and rivers, he learned some Feng Shui classics "Qing Sang Jing" from the tomb robbing gang.
of fur.
"Qing Sang Jing" is a classic of physiognomy based on the essence of the nine volumes of Qing Sang written by Guo Pu of Jin Dynasty. Although he only learned some superficial knowledge, it also gave He Er the capital to become an independent school.
For more than a year, He Er only robbed a tomb of a Ming Dynasty prince in Shandong Province with the attitude of robbing large tombs to produce fine products. He sold some gold, silver and jade articles to the owner of an antique shop in the capital, making a considerable profit.
rich.
This also strengthened He Er's belief. He took several nephews to go to rural areas near mountains and rivers in the name of collecting mountain goods.
Dapao's son, on the other hand, is engaged in the wild wild product business in the city. During an unintentional chat, He Er heard that Dapao's son said that when farming in their village, he would often dig out scraps of scrap metal from the soil.
Here come the porcelain pieces.
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. He Eryi, who had extensive experience in tomb robbing, knew that there must be a tomb underground, and the scale might be quite large.
He Er had been getting close to Da Pao's son for several days in the county town, and placed a deposit of 500 yuan to order a batch of mountain goods from Da Pao, which led to this trip to Pingzhuang.
But He Er never expected that Pingzhuang, who arrived in the afternoon, almost had his identity exposed by that "Professor He" before he even had time to take a look at the tomb.
Thinking of what happened in the evening, He Er couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He had traveled to many places and played hide-and-seek with the police, but this was the first time he was caught and fought hand-to-hand.
.
"Second uncle, I don't dare anymore. What should we do now?"
The young man who was beaten with a stick looked at He Er longingly. In their eyes, the second uncle was a capable and important person, and they were afraid that he would be driven home because of this, which would be a very shameless thing.
"What should I do? How do I know what to do?"
He Eryi slapped his nephew on the head, took a piece of jade from the table, and said: "There must be something good underground. Do you see it? This is a fragment of Yu Bu Yao from the Tang Dynasty. There must be a big tomb underground!"
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The jade-stepping hairpin is a kind of hairpin worn by women in ancient times. It gets its name because it swings back and forth when walking. The workmanship is very complicated and cannot be used by ordinary people.
The Tang Dynasty was not like the proliferation of jade in the Song, Ming and Qing dynasties. It inherited some characteristics of Han jade and valued jade, so those who could be buried with jade ornaments in tombs must not be simple people.
A young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said: "Second uncle, how about we rob the tomb overnight and then fly away?"
"Xiao Si, it's too late. We didn't check the spot first and we didn't make preparations. This tomb is not something you can just drop casually."
He Er shook his head. He followed his uncle and the tomb robber gang and visited many large tombs. He knew that the more noble the tombs of people who were alive, the more dangerous they were inside.
If this place was really the tomb of emperors and generals, there would be no telling how many hidden weapons there would be underground. Even if he had to decipher it bit by bit, it would be difficult to get hold of it within ten and a half months.
"Damn it, where did the professor come from? He actually ruined my good deeds!"
Thinking of the family member surnamed He, He Er gritted his teeth with hatred. If it weren't for that person, he could have stayed at Dapao's house and waited for him to go into the mountains to collect mountain goods, and have enough time to steal the tomb.
"Second uncle, just now Da Pao said that those people were drunk too much. Let's just stop doing it..."
After hearing He Er's words, the young man who was beaten showed a trace of anger in his eyes. His butt was still burning with pain from the stick just now, and he couldn't help but turn his hatred to Qin Feng.
"You fucking want to die, I haven't lived enough yet!"
He Er looked at his nephew dumbfounded. If he was caught robbing a tomb, he would be sentenced to three to five years in prison at most.
But what is the crime of murder? If caught, he will be shot. If he had the courage, why would he just go and rob the bank? That would be a quick death. (To be continued...)
