Chapter 53 Chapter Two: Zhang Qishan and His Person

Master Zhang Dafo is the head of the three gates of the old nine gates, and also the largest of the nine gates.Legend has it that a giant Buddha stolen from no one knows where was buried in the courtyard of the family, so it is called the Great Buddha Zhang.His real name is Zhang Qishan. He robbed tombs in the early stage, joined the army in the middle stage, and entered politics in the later stage.Master Zhang Dafo is a rare person in the old nine sects who can do great things, and he has the world in mind.So when listening to the older generation chatting, the legend of Master Zhang Dafo always makes people feel emotional.

Before, I always suspected that Grand Buddha Zhang had something to do with the ancient building of the Zhang family.Because when my second uncle told me, he said something very cryptic.Grand Buddha Zhang moved from the north to Changsha. It seems that he was an ethnic group of the Zhang family who moved out, and was dispersed by the Japanese at that time. If it is not the same name and surname, then this Zhang Qishan should be the Great Buddha Zhang. Then this "Zhang Qiling" Zhang Ruitong is the grandfather of Master Zhang Dafo.The first family of the Old Nine Sect is indeed the Zhang family.

"So, what your second uncle said is actually true." The fat man said. I said: "My second uncle is very smart. If he wants to hide something, he will tell you irrelevant but true information. After listening to it, you think you know it, and it's all true after you check it out, but behind the scenes No one will know if there are hidden secrets. Therefore, if he can tell me something, he must not be afraid of me to verify it." Fatty sighed.I continued: "Master Zhang Dafo has been in charge of the whole thing. His team entered here for the funeral, and they opened the door of this room must not be accidental. It can't be such a coincidence——I found Grandpa Zhang Dafo's tomb as soon as I searched for it. Therefore, I believe that the person who opened this place must have instructions from Master Zhang."

Master Zhang Dafo may have some clues. He asked a group of people to find his grandfather's tomb, and then stole three of the sacrificial objects. However, why did the black gold ancient knife end up in the hands of the third uncle? "If Zhang Qiling is a title, what is the real name of the little brother? Could it be something like 'Zhang Ergou'?" the fat man asked. I said: "Judging from the epitaph, as long as Zhang Qiling is selected, the person's name will be replaced by Zhang Qiling. The younger brother is called Zhang Qiling, so he should be selected as well. This Zhang Qiling's black gold ancient sword, finally arrived at the new Zhang Qiling hand. I always feel that something is a little strange."

The fat man looked at the epitaph again: "Wait, I suddenly had an idea just now. Take a look, this Zhang Qiling, how did he die?" I calmed down and looked for this information in the petty letters on the wall, and soon found it in his biography. Unlike the previous two, this Zhang Qiling died of illness.In his biography, he suffered from "soul loss" during a fight. "What is 'soul loss'?" the fat man asked me. I took a breath: "It's just amnesia." At that moment, I had an illusion: Could this Zhang Qiling be our Zhang Qiling? Because he also has the black gold ancient sword, and also has amnesia.Are they the same person?

But there are bones in this coffin, and this "Zhang Qiling" is considered to be the grandfather of Master Zhang Dafo, so it must be more than two hundred years old?If it's the same person, wouldn't our little brother become an old goblin? We explored that room for a long time before we came out.I'm a bit out of my mind. Although I don't dare to make a judgment now, my premonition that "you can get a lot of secrets by finding the ancient building of the Zhang family" seems to have come true. I was debating whether to move on and find a few more rooms to see if I could get any more information, or immediately look for the opening to the next floor when I caught a whiff of smoke.

"You fucking lungs are dead and you smoke so much." I yelled at the fat man.But he saw that the fat man's face was pale, and there was nothing on his mouth. "It's not me, it's not the smell of cigarettes, it's the smell of burning wood." The fat man said.He and I looked at each other, and immediately thought that we had set the floor on fire, but then we extinguished the fire—could it be that it was not completely extinguished, and after we left, it rekindled? We rush back immediately.After turning a few turns, I saw the flames and smelled the strong smell of smoke.It seemed that the hallway behind the turn was ablaze.We went around, and a heat wave hit our faces, and we were all stunned.

One of the rooms we explored before has been completely burned, and it has spread to more than a dozen rooms.Flames blazed throughout the corridor. "Mamma Mia!" the fat man scratched his dantian, "I don't pee so much anymore!" We covered our mouths and noses and ran over, only to find that the window paper was burning the most violently.The fat man took off his clothes and used it as a broom to beat the flames, and extinguished the flames that had just started in the rooms closest to us.Then rush to the core area that is already on fire. I followed closely.We beat fiercely there, and we didn't know how long it took before we extinguished all the flames.

I was completely confused, and I didn't know whether it was choking or heat.I looked dizzily at a large charred area around me, and was extremely surprised, thinking that such a big fire could be extinguished like this. The fire spread to more than a dozen rooms, and all the outer doors with panes were burned. The farther away from the fire center, the lower the degree of burning. Several rooms near the fire were completely burned, and even the epitaphs were burned. black charcoal. The fat man coughed violently, bleeding from his nostrils.I went to help him, and he waved his hand and said it was all right. "It's much better, it's a good thing, the blood is coughing up, and breathing is more comfortable."

Our faces were all black, our hair was all curly and burnt, and many places on our bodies were tingling—it must have been burnt. Looking around, I was speechless, thinking that whatever bad luck happened to us.The fat man spat the bloody saliva aside, sat down on the wood that was still quite hot to the touch, a little exhausted, and said to me: "Chairman Mao said that a single spark can start a prairie fire. It's so fucking right. Naive, I'll go Stop moving, take a break. You'll have to watch it again, and put out all the sparks." I nodded: "Be careful with your butt, don't burn it too." Then I stepped on those sparks.

"Speaking of the buttocks, we put our buttocks on the flames, and they were all extinguished at that time. How could it burn like this so quickly?" the fat man said, "There is no bad air in this building." I said: "At that time we were pressing on the door, and there was window paper on the door. It is very likely that Mars first slowly ignited the window paper." "Tell me, Shishi Lei didn't put a few fire extinguishers here! This large wooden structure building is most afraid of catching fire." The fat man said. "No one lives here, and there is no lightning that can strike here." I said, "It's so humid here, the chance of fire is too small. If your internal organs are injured, don't talk so much, just say as little as you can. Sentence, have a good rest." "If you want me not to speak, you might as well just kill Fatty." The fat man said, "Life is impermanent, so just say one sentence less. If I talk a lot, you will remember more of my style in the future, Fatty." A little—no, naive, do you smell anything strange?" My nose was fascinated by soot, and I couldn't smell anything, so I asked, "What smell?" "It seems to taste like barbecued pork." "Char Siu Pork? Get up quickly!" I said, "Is your butt cooked? Are you sitting on the coals?" "Fart! With the fatness of my butt, Fatty, it definitely won't taste like char siu, at least it should taste like Peking duck! That's where the taste comes from." The fat man pointed to the coffin in the tomb.The coffin had collapsed, and the coffin lid was completely burned away.If I knew this earlier, I wouldn't push it back just now. "Could it be that the corpse was charred? But we all saw just now that the corpse is a pile of bones, it is impossible to smell the smell of burning protein, let alone the smell of barbecued pork." The floor was also badly burned.I stepped on it cautiously and shone into the coffin with a flashlight. Suddenly, I was shocked, and I saw a strange charred corpse lying in the coffin.Moreover, the coffin is full of charcoal chips. This is not the skeleton we just saw in the coffin, where did this corpse come from? At the same time, I also discovered that this is not an ancient corpse, but a modern human corpse.Judging from the equipment, this should be a member of the younger brother's team.But the face has been completely scorched. The fat man followed him unsteadily, looked at it for a while, and then pointed the flashlight at the top of his head: "It fell from above and hit the coffin." I looked up, and sure enough, I saw a crack right above the coffin, and there was a crack on the top. The upper floor of the ancient building. "The fire burned through the ceiling, and the body fell, into the coffin?" I said to myself. The fat man said, "Then he was burned to death?" "It wasn't burnt to death." I said, "We didn't hear any screams. You see that there is no soot in this man's nose. Before he fell down, he was already a corpse. He should be lying on the ground. Upstairs - right above this coffin, the fire went through the ceiling and he fell through it and into the coffin." "Is there such a coincidence?" "It's not necessarily a coincidence." As I said that, I asked the fat man to help me.The fat man shook his head and said, "It can't be done, I'm getting old, fat man, this time you'll be at the bottom." I looked at Fatty's situation, and I thought he was right.So the fat man stepped on my shoulders, stretched his head, just able to poke into the crack, and then held up the flashlight to shine in. The fat man was extremely heavy, and as soon as his whole body weight was pressed against me, I felt a burst of gas in my stomach that was about to be squeezed out, so I quickly tightened my whole body muscles to withstand the fat man. I couldn't see what the fat man was doing up there, I just heard him yell, "Damn it!" I gritted my teeth and asked what was there.He said: "We found them, the old woman and the little brother are here, but..." "But what?" The fat man clicked his tongue: "Don't come up first, you may not be able to accept it if you come up. The situation is not good, let me take a look first."