Chapter 25 Chapter 25

When the car drove halfway, I felt that what happened this time was not trivial. In less than ten minutes, Song Xudong had connected to three calls. The first call was simply answered: "Yes, I will be there soon." .During the second phone call, he looked back at me and said, "Also, let's go back together."When I answered the third call, I only used one word: "Yes". Then the car shook, and I saw the pointer watch go straight to 100. I felt as if I was on a roller coaster in a flash, and my heart was so suspended that it didn't fly out. Xinzheng didn't have much space in the first place, but in a blink of an eye, I had arrived in that independent small courtyard, and the car had just stopped.A few people came up close to the car door, the old man with a livid face and the old clock who was full of smiles, Professor Fan frowned deeply, and Lao Miao remained expressionless as usual.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw our old man rushing up like a kite and eagle, whistling with the sound of the wind, he swung his palm with the size of a cattail fan, and heard a clear and crisp sound of "snap", and felt his face Last time a cool wind blew, I was still wondering, what kind of tricks did the old man play?How come the sound is loud, but it has no effect. I only feel a little bit of coolness but no pain at all. The old man didn't stagnate at all, and didn't have the age awareness of a seventy or eighty-year-old man. His agility was out of proportion to his age, and the soles of his feet flew high. You are not up to date bastard, it’s fine if you don’t live up to your expectations, and your grandpa and I are hurt, now you think about it and let your grandpa make it up to you, you have no ability, and you still like to play blindly.”

I was stunned by the beating, and I didn't respond at all until the old man kicked him three times, and there was no pain at all. Looking at the old clock again, it was embarrassing and helpless, and he grabbed the old man's sleeves with both hands. Miao also stopped the old man tightly, and Professor Fan's face turned red and white, and he suddenly became enlightened.Feelings, the old man is referring to Sang and scolding Huai, and insinuating, the old man must have taken the opportunity to get mad, no matter what the reason is, as a descendant of his old man, whoever I do not cooperate with, whoever calls for pain if I don’t cry, our grandfather Sun Liang is not treacherous who is treacherous... Oh, this is a bit too much.

Seeing that the old man kicked over with his fourth foot, it was too late to say that it was too late. I took advantage of the trend and rolled out sideways. As expected of a loyal fan of Tsui Hark's martial arts movies for more than ten years, my roll was chic, elegant, The dragon floating like that, the water flowing in the clouds, and the facial expressions are life-and-death. In Song Xudong's later words: "It's a pity that you two don't go to act." This rookie who has no audience awareness, I despise him. Although I don't know what happened, but just from the extraordinary performance of our old man, it can be seen that this matter is not small, and it may have something to do with me. The strength of protecting the calf must be preserved for me, and I won't be scolded and beaten here so that I will be punished.

I just heard the old man screaming: "You little bastard, you don't have that ability, you dare to take this porcelain job, how many people have you hurt, do you still listen to the old man's words, ah?" I spent a lot of time adjusting a lying position on the ground, and after thinking about it carefully, there must be something tricky. The old clock over here had a sad and helpless expression, he grabbed the old man's hand and said, "My old brother, listen to me, I don't want to hide this from you, but The matter is too big, I don't want you to follow this muddy water."

I was still holding my head, I couldn't hear the beginning and the end, curled up my hands and feet on the ground, looking like a wronged little daughter-in-law, before I figured out the situation, it's better to be honest on the ground, isn't it just pretending to be pitiful? We are good at it, who is afraid of whom? Didn't you see the old man winking at me to keep me from getting up? The old man here was finally persuaded, and I was also supported by Song Xudong, and Lao Miao came up to me kindly and asked me if I wanted to rub some medicinal wine. What if the old man hit it hard and broke it?

I said to myself, don't worry when you are old, the old man has always been measured in his actions, I am only his grandson, how could he be willing to beat me to death. The old man was angrily taken back to the reception room. I was standing in the middle of the courtyard stupidly, and saw two mighty guys standing beside Song Xudong, and politely took him aside. Song Xudong walked very cooperatively. In the past, I took out all my belongings on the side platform. I was still foolishly watching Song Xudong take things out, thinking that I was the only one hiding something, and this kid has a lot of bits and pieces.

Unexpectedly, I thought only someone like me would do things like stealing sheep in the tomb. I didn't expect Song Xudong, a thick-eyed, dignified graduate student, to "accidentally" bring some things to the ground like me.A lot of things were put in all kinds of cases. That box of beast taming whistle was carried by that kid Song Xudong all the time, I couldn't tell, how could this kid carry such a big box without looking bloated? When it was time to take out my body, everyone's faces became ugly, and things were taken out one by one.First, there are two black metal bumps. Those who don’t know it think they are carbon lumps. Those who have been to the tomb this time know that they are silver lumps whose surface has been severely oxidized. There is also the half bottle of shark oil, which has been destroyed. It was worn out beyond recognition, and then there was that magical weapon "to ward off evil spirits". I originally wanted to hold it in my hand and do a murderous and angry pose, but seeing Lao Zhong's eyes as if he was about to kill, I had no choice but to vomit. Tongue, very honestly put the thing down gently.

As soon as he stepped back, he saw a few people with serious expressions and sharp movements coming forward, carefully checking everything one by one with white gloves. Only at this time did I realize that something was wrong. Why was the atmosphere in the small building different and tense? Lao Zhong obviously lost his usual witty and unrestrained style, while Lao Miao still had a wooden face. Professor Fan frowned , while our old man acted like a rascal too much, with all kinds of disdainful expressions appearing on his face one by one, exaggerated like a clown in a circus. No, something must have happened. I saw that both Lao Zhong and Lao Miao were politely invited into the office by two people inspecting cultural relics.

Song Xudong and I were also politely taken into the office next door, followed by an old man with a kind face.At first glance, there was a kind expression on his face, and he introduced himself: "My surname is Cai, and I am from the provincial cultural protection department. Hehe, I want to talk to you about your previous two adventures?" "Adventure? How can it be an adventure? It's clearly risking your life. Hey, that's wonderful. Last time we went straight to the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang. Oh, no, we went straight to Qianling. Oh, that's from Shaanxi. Hey, old man , which time are you talking about, does the risk that I smashed someone’s glass count?” I salivated and pretended to be a little rascal.

Song Xudong winked at me, telling me to stop talking nonsense, so I made an innocent look and stared at the old man with innocent eyes. He smiled slightly and said: "The grandparents and grandsons are indeed carved out of the same mold." Then he shook his head and left. I glanced outside, and asked Song Xudong in a low voice, "Why do I feel something is wrong? Something happened." Song Xudong shook his head at me, told me to be quiet, and then closed his eyes to rest. I was just about to step out, when a tall and burly man with a Chinese character face came by, stopped me with his hand, and said, "Sorry, comrade, there is a meeting outside, in order to keep it secret, I have wronged you for a while." "Are you guys under house arrest?" I pretended to be calm and stared at him, but he smiled awkwardly and quickly denied, "No, no, that's definitely not what it means." After speaking, he quickly moved away. In the next room, I saw our old man fiddling with a set of tea sets by himself. The old man is good at fiddling with carpentry tools, but the tea art is much rougher. It took him a long time to fiddle with the old man to make it out. After taking a small cup of vermilion tea, I took a sip with gusto, and my heart was about to burst into flames, enjoying life here with his old man. "Hehe, this tea is not bad, come here, boy, come and taste it, and learn the craft by the way, and make a pot for me." The old man saw me coming, and hurried to work hard. While making tea and talking, the old man still had a gloating expression and said to me in a low voice: "You know, it happened that you secretly went down to the two large tombs, and the higher-ups sent people to investigate." Oh, this, this, I had already expected this in my heart, so I was not surprised at all. I picked up the cup and just took a sip of tea, but the old man's next sentence didn't choke me to death. The old man picked up a cup of tea and said leisurely: "Your Zhurong cup and some other dragon seal box were also stolen, and now they are in the hands of a foreign businessman, and now it is estimated It's almost time for Xinzheng to come out." My head became bigger with a buzz, and my scalp felt numb, "How is that possible?" I exclaimed. "Why can't it be possible, silly boy, I'm going to wait for you silly old men to take the blame for the scheme they set up." Zi'er, the old man, drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, and motioned for me to pour another cup. I replayed it again and again like a movie in my mind, Wang Kui, Lu Qiang, and that mysterious person, the two brothers from the Zhao family couldn't rule out the suspicions, and Lao Zhong, Lao Miao, these two old guys have a good face , maybe they will also guard against themselves, and by the way, there is also the weirdest Zhang Laowa who is the most suspicious. "It hurts!" The old man yelled angrily, waking me up from my stupor. When I saw it, hot water was poured on the old man's hands. What a crime, I hurried to wipe it with a towel. "You don't have to be suspicious, boy. If you look at the family background, not only the tomb-robbing families you mentioned are suspects, but even you can't escape, and you are the most suspected one!" The old man took it easy drinking tea. My head was sweating: "Old man, you don't want to slander your grandson like this. You don't know that your grandson has always been a good boy." "My good boy, you have been a good boy since you were a child." The old man squinted at me, and said sarcastically, "Who shot other people's white geese with a hand crossbow when he was six years old, and for the sake of that?" Chasing and pulling out the crossbow arrows on the pig's buttocks, and being driven into the mud nest?" I waved my hand: "Old man, don't keep praising me with the history of the glorious revolution in the past, I will strive to create new miracles." The old man simply decided on my sex: "If I were the government, no one would doubt it. First suspect that it was you who hid the treasure and brought the baby out of the tomb." Look at what kind of grandfather I am, I really know his grandson so well, I really thought about it, if it wasn't for the old clock who knocked me out again and again, I would have gone deep into Baoshan and passed by empty-handed. However, I suddenly remembered something, and grabbed the old man's shaking hand: "Old man, do you know who else can make a Zhuge crossbow besides you?" The old man was taken aback: "What crossbow?" "Zhu... Ge... Crossbow." I told the old man word for word, and then gestured with him. "It's similar to the one you made for me when I was a child, but it uses an all-steel structure. In some places, more durable steel wires are used. It is also smaller and more powerful. With the addition of a calibrator, the accuracy within 300 meters It should be very high, and the arrow clusters are made of fine steel, which can penetrate into the bluestone about three fingers thick." The old man looked at me suspiciously: "No way, who else can make this thing besides ours? Especially the crossbow hook you mentioned. The things created can be easily carried on the body.” I'm also confused. Although it's not difficult to imitate this thing, but at that time the wind of copycats was not so strong, and crossbows have a long history in China. After the change, some useless designs are generally removed. If it is said that this crossbow hook was specially made for the mountain patrolling generals guarding the mausoleum, then other crossbow manufacturers should remove this seemingly useless and cumbersome design, but the small steel crossbow I described not only did not remove it, but seemed to be in it. Deliberately keep this design. The old man saw the rough shape of the small crossbow I drew on the table with tea, and he was amazed again and again, and said: "It's incredible, if it is made of high-quality carbon steel, there is no need to use the twisted dragon tendon as the ejection force mechanism at all." , you only need to use high-strength and high-elastic steel sheets as crossbows, but why are you still using steel wires instead of animal tendons, and still using the old design?" A series of questions from the old man also stumped me, because this thing is indeed beyond my ability to explain, I can only stare curiously at the old man fingering and drawing on the table. My great-grandfather was known as the "Huanghe Live Luban" in the past. Needless to say, the exquisite and unique things he made were well-known in the Central Plains. There are unique organs that cannot be imitated by others. But right now, I have actually seen this thing, and I almost died in the hands of this thing. If it is said that the design and invention of the old man shot his great-grandson to death, I will suffer a bit. The old man got up for a long time and said in a daze: "No, it shouldn't be. This is our family's stuff. It shouldn't be made by others. I haven't done it for many years. Your father didn't like this craft since he was a child, let alone Maybe he did it?" "It's weird, it's weird." I muttered about weirdness, and looked outside gloatingly, thinking that Lao Zhong must be unlucky this time, maybe he will take the old boy's official position to the end, and see what he does air. It suddenly occurred to me that this time when our old man comes over, he can naturally visit Mr. Liu. Although there is no Qinghai mastiff king there, the fighting dogs trained by Mr. Liu are still very interesting. What kind of consequences will it be like to PK the Japanese wolf green who is petite and expensive? I can even imagine the mournful faces of a few little Japanese dead babies, and even a few people in the dormitory who are lewd and wretched. A smile appeared in front of my eyes, haha, I told you to kill our seventh son to death, and I sent a professional dogfighter to kill you. "Grandpa, it's rare for you to come to Xinzheng. Say goodbye to Lao Zhong later, and I'll take you to Zaoxiang to the north to eat dates." I don't know why, suddenly I feel good, and I feel that I should treat my old man warmly. But the old man was clearly dignified, unmoved by my flattery, still looking at the small crossbow drawn on the table, slowly raised his head and said: "We can't go, there is something strange about Lao Zhong, and this crossbow Something strange also appeared." "What's so strange, old man, anyway, this old clock is very dishonest. He lied to your grandson that I have worked for them for such a long time. It just so happens that this time they got caught, so we can take a good look at the joke." I really It was a little gloating, and I told the old man that I didn't like the way old Zhong was dictating. The old man sighed: "Silly boy, do you really think that I will just leave? Not only can we not leave, but we have to stay and see how the situation develops. If we really need our help, we will naturally help. " The old man suddenly put on such a serious tone, which made me very uncomfortable. It doesn't match the image of the old urchin in my impression.