Taking advantage of this time, Lao Jiang went out to make a call to the telephone exchange.
When he turned back, the two sacks of keels had covered the entire medicine shop floor. Doctor Liang and his apprentice nodded and asked Lao Jiang to check.
Lao Jiang snorted coldly and asked me to hold the lamp for him.
However, when Lao Jiang quickly passed through the dragon bones, his expression immediately became gloomy.
I asked: "What's wrong?"
"You will know after you see it for yourself..." Lao Jiang sighed.
Only then did I realize that although the dragon bone on the ground was also engraved with words, it was basically the same as what we got last night. It still recorded the mysterious sacrifice.
If we rely on these things alone, we will have a busy day.
Lao Jiang threw the dragon bone in his hand on the ground and cursed: "Keep looking! I don't believe there are no clues when we catch those tomb robbers."
After saying that, he planned to take us away. Before leaving, Dr. Liang asked if he would not take the dragon bones with him.
Lao Jiang sneered and turned back: "I called, and someone will come to take care of it in an hour. Remember, someone said that my kidneys were not good just now? Then I can trouble that person to do push-ups while waiting."
After we crossed the threshold, Lao Jiang specially fired a counterattack: "Remember, don't be lazy!"
Through the window, I found that Dr. Liang was sweating, but he had to follow Lao Jiang's instructions.
He Lanxue gouged out Lao Jiang and said, "We have to worry about this too."
"This is about the dignity of a man." Lao Jiang replied seriously: "Besides, you know, I have always had a bad memory. If I have any revenge, I have to avenge it on the spot, otherwise I will definitely forget it in two days..."
Yin Ling'er understood this deeply: "Uncle Jiang, this is a good habit, keep it up!"
He Lanxue asked Lao Jiang what new discoveries he had made. Lao Jiang shook his head and said that although there were many dragon bones in the Chinese medicine shop, the recorded content was similar to what we had.
There are two types of oracle bone inscriptions in the Shang Dynasty, one is the sub-script and the other is the mother-script. The latter records the time and place events, while the mother-script records the royal secrets behind the events.
The current batch of oracle bone inscriptions are all Ziwen, and he believes that one of the ones unearthed at the same time must be Mother inscriptions!
Only by finding that mother text can our trip be meaningful.
"The top priority is to find those tomb robbers. For the first time, I still have the things in their hands." Lao Jiang thought.
However, the oracle bones in the Chinese medicine shop are also cultural relics, so he notified the nearby Qilin Eyeliner and sent them to the archeology department in time.
He Lanxue turned sideways and nodded.
We walked towards the streets to the west. It was only noon when we got there. Yin Ling'er rubbed her belly and stood in front of a stall, sniffing around. She looked at the golden pan-fried buns in the big pot and her eyes rolled. Almost fell in.
Gudong, gudong, I clearly heard the sound of Yin Ling'er swallowing.
Looking at Yin Ling'er again, her little hands were holding He Lanxue's clothes tightly, and she was so soft that she shouted to the master not to let her go.
"You, you're not here to do anything, you're obviously cheating on food and drink." He Lanxue had no choice but to knock Yin Ling'er's forehead, but Lao Jiang immediately made the decision and asked the boss for a big Western bowl without touching it. A portion of steamed buns.
It is also called euphemistically: Only when you are full can you work well.
After sitting down, Yin Ling'er drooled and asked Lao Jiang what three non-sticks meant.
Lao Jiang told her that it was an Anyang delicacy that was stir-fried with eggs, starch, sugar, and water. It did not stick to the pot, chopsticks, or teeth, so it was called "Three Non-sticks."
"This man is knowledgeable!"
When the meal was served, the boss praised Lao Jiang and asked if we were not locals?
Lao Jiang cleared his throat and said he was a passing businessman. He heard that there was a ghost market here after sunset, so he wanted to come over and buy some treasures.
The boss smiled and replied: "Then you have found the right person. My shop has been here for many years. I know which stalls in the ghost market are good and which ones are unscrupulous."
Lao Jiang was moved and asked him if there was a group of people selling turtle shells and bronzes recently?
"To be honest, my old man is very interested in bronzes. I didn't bring anything for him when I went out this time. I was just thinking... Hey, could you please give me some advice." After finishing speaking, Lao Jiang slapped a silver dollar on the table. superior.
The boss shook off his white towel and said with a smile: "Are you talking about Wang Liuzi and the others? That group of people are just a few local hooligans who have to dig into the mountains every day. What do you think is not good to learn? Just follow others to dig graves. This Starting a business is a matter of ruining one's descendants."
The boss obviously knew them, and told Lao Jiang in a cryptic way that those people were tomb robbers, and they came from all sources.
Lao Jiang looked at each other and knew something was going on, so he quickly asked about the other person's address.
Although the boss was still trying to persuade us, but because of the fee, he still revealed: "They usually hang around Erlong Mountain. There is a ruined temple there. You can go there and buy goods."
"Okay, thank you brother."
By the time we finished inquiring, the bowl of Yin Ling'er was already empty, and he looked at Lao Jiang with bright eyes: "Uncle Jiang, can I still have another bowl?"
"no problem!"
Lao Jiang was still wealthy, and Yin Ling'er was not polite. She turned to the boss and shouted: "Two more big bowls."
But after eating, I used He Lanxue's wallet as usual. After all, we all know Lao Jiang's virtues. The rich man let him pretend, and his trouser pockets were emptier than anyone else's.
Erlong Mountain is a bare hill near the county seat. We walked for an hour and soon found the abandoned Bodhisattva Temple halfway up the mountain.
Lao Jiang asked Master and Disciple He Lanxue to wait outside, and then led me to break in.
But Lao Jiang, who finally wanted to show off, went in and found that there were more than a dozen burly men sitting around inside! And all of them are stronger than us. They are roasting a wild boar and preparing to eat it with a knife.
Seeing the stranger kicking the door, one of the leading men shouted: "Brother, are you going the wrong way?"
Lao Jiang opened the black knife on his waist with sharp eyes: "Take a good look at who I am. Now leave the things behind and chop off one of your fingers. I can still let you live."
This group of tomb robbers are new thieves and don't know Qilin at all.
You look at me, I look at you, and ask each other: "Where did this pair of lunatics come from?"
Everyone shook their heads, and then went to find weapons, ready to kill us.
At the same time, Lao Jiang's black knife was unsheathed, and his whole body followed the sharp blade into the house.
There were only a few sounds of tearing air like silk, and the people in front fell to the ground one after another, holding their severed fingers and rolling around. The fingers that had left the body were still squirming reflexively.
What a fast knife! I thought to myself.
Someone saw that I was easy to deal with, so they came up to chop me with a knife. I quickly jumped out of the window and escaped, with Sanxi chasing after me.
Just when I ran to the back of the temple and found that there was only a thin chain bridge on the cliff halfway up the mountain, my whole heart dropped...
I subconsciously wanted to call out to Lao Jiang, but a black figure stopped in front of me and spat out five words coldly: "Get back to the bridge!"
The person who came was none other than He Lanxue. At this moment, He Lanxue was still carrying the sword on his back, and the black hair on his forehead was flying in the wind of the valley.
She didn't even bother to pull out the sword, she just stood at the bridge like a black hawk.
"Hey, the little one has no way to escape, and here comes a pretty woman!" The three big men looked at Helan Xueshou and drooled, then leaned forward with green eyes.
But they obviously underestimated He Lanxue.
Because He Lanxue was faster than Lao Jiang, I only saw a few black afterimages passing before my eyes, and those big men were thrown off the bridge, leaving only the screams echoing on the cliff.
I can no longer use words to describe my mood at this moment. I only know that He Lanxue was too powerful at that moment.
It happened that the battle on Lao Jiang's side had also ended, and Deng Deng Deng came to claim credit: "Ximei, Ximei, all the people in the temple have been captured alive."
He Lanxue nodded slightly and nodded: "I have no survivors here."
When they returned to the ruined temple, the leader had already handed over all their treasures while covering his bloody hand.
There are also many dragon bones and bronzes inside, but they are basically small drinking utensils such as jue, which are of little value to us.
Lao Jiang immediately noticed a blood-red bone mixed in the densely packed dragon bones. His eyes instantly became delighted and he took the red bone in his hand.
I asked Lao Jiang whether this was the so-called mother text?
Lao Jiang didn't say much because the tomb robbers were still at the scene. He only asked them where they stole the things.
The leader's eldest brother looked embarrassed, and He Lanxue suddenly said in a cold voice: "I'll count to three, and if you don't tell me, I'll throw you off the cliff too."
"Actually, we don't know how to rob graves at all. This is what we picked up."
"It turns out that there are people in the world who are not afraid of death." He Lanxue picked him up and started to walk towards the cliff. The elder brother was so frightened that he peed his pants: "We really picked him up. If he tells a lie, he will be struck by lightning!"
After some confessions, we found out that these things were really picked up by them!
It turns out that these gangsters, headed by He Er, were wandering around Anyang, occasionally grabbing things from other people's ancestral graves and selling them in exchange for money to buy some cigarettes and find a woman.
Ten days ago, they discovered that an archaeological team was quietly entering the depths of the Yin Ruins. Although He Er did not have the ability to find dragons and dig holes, he was keenly aware that this archaeological team might dig a large tomb.
So he and his brothers quietly followed the archaeological team, hoping to intercept them halfway.
They squatted for a day and a night, and finally saw the archaeological team moving out many bronzes, including a row of things that looked like musical instruments, which were quite exquisite. The archaeological team members were all cheering, saying that they had found the largest bronze vessel in this century. discovery or something.
"Then I heard a very strange and strange sound. When the sound came out, my scalp exploded, but it was too far away and I didn't know what it was..." said the tomb robber brother.
"After the sound appeared, the entire archaeological team went crazy. Some were screaming, some were running away, and some were going crazy."
Before the other party could finish speaking, Lao Jiang frowned: "Are you crazy?"
The elder brother of the tomb robber smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, can you imagine that a person who looks gentle and gentle would go up and bite his companion and tear out his internal organs? We were so scared that we didn't dare to show our heads."
"What happened next? What happened to the archaeological team?"
"They were taken away by a military truck. No one wanted anything at the scene, so we just picked up some and brought them back."
Yin Ling'er was dumbfounded and asked them if they dared to pick up these things.
The elder brother of the tomb robber replied: "The brave ones will be overpowered to death, and the timid ones will be starved to death. You can't go on a trip in vain, right?"
After everything was explained, they asked Lao Jiang if they could leave.
Lao Jiang frowned, took out a cigarette and wanted to light it, but then put it back: "You guys should line up and wait at the door first, and bandage your wounds. I will ask you to come in when I need you."
After the tomb robbers came out of the temple, Lao Jiang and I exchanged a look and said, "It seems that something happened to the Yinxu archaeological team, and it happened deep in the Yinxu! But why did they dare to do so without even saying hello? Going into danger alone?”
After all, the tombs deep in the Yin Ruins are existences that even the Black Saber Qilin is deeply afraid of!
