Chapter 9 Chapter Nine: The Mastermind Behind the Scenes Makes Ren Lao Chaofeng Surface

I was a little confused when I heard them.I was arrested?What am I arrested for? Before I could react, they pushed me away, rushed into the room in a daze, and started turning around.Kido Kana's eyes widened in horror, not understanding what was going on, I gave her a wink, and she quickly grabbed the manuscript paper on the table. Fortunately, the police didn't care about the stack of manuscript papers. They went around the room and soon found Long Wenjue beside my bed—actually I didn't intend to hide it at all—the police headed it and handed it to Qin The second master looked at it, and the second master Qin nodded as if smashing garlic: "Yes, yes, this is what I saw!"

The leading policeman smiled at me: "Make a wish, is this your thing?" His words were quite vicious.Long Wenjue is a national first-class cultural relic. If I say it is mine, the source will be questioned immediately; if I say it was taken from the Huang family, then I will be suspected of stealing cultural relics. .Seeing that I remained silent, the police handcuffed me with a click: "Come with us." "Why do you arrest people?!" I asked loudly. Qin Erye came over and shouted arrogantly: "You look like a thief, that Long Wenjue is either a thief or a weapon. The comrades from Beijing came all the way, how can you be wronged?"

"Aren't you the Qishan police?" I frowned. "No, we are from Beijing." The policeman said blankly. I screamed in my heart that it was not good.I thought it was Qin Erye who made a bad show on purpose and reported it to the local public security bureau.But if it is someone sent by the Beijing police, things will be complicated. The police went straight from Beijing to Qishan to arrest people, which means that a case has been formally filed there.The promoter behind this must be the Huang family.They are the real masters of Long Wenjue. As soon as they reported the case, they immediately turned me into a criminal who fled with a national first-class cultural relic.

Now "the stolen goods were obtained together", the evidence is solid, even if I want to defend myself or ask the Huang family to stop, I will have to be escorted back to Beijing first.No matter what, I can't stay in Qishan any longer. "Go find Fang Zhen!" Before I was taken away, I only had time to say this to Kana Kido.The only ones who can save me now are Fang Zhen and Bureau Liu behind him.Kido Kana held the manuscript paper tightly in her hand and nodded vigorously. Outside the hotel was a Qishan local police car. I got into the car with my hands between my legs, and two policemen clamped me, one on the left and the other on the right, without saying a word.The car had been driving for a long time, and I was about to leave the city. I couldn't help but ask, "Comrade policeman, where are we going?" The other party didn't answer, so I had to hang my head, close my eyes, and try to sort out my chaotic thoughts. .

Logically speaking, my investigation of the Buddha's head is an act recognized by all five veins.Even if the Huang family was dissatisfied with my actions in Anyang, they would not use the police so exaggeratedly.In the current situation, it doesn't seem that they want to kill me, but that some people don't want me to stay in Qishan. Is it because I am afraid that I will dig up more things?interesting.It seems that the mastermind behind the killing of Ji Yunfu, Lao Qitou and Xie Laodao is becoming more and more impatient.To me, that's not a bad thing. I was thinking about it when the car stopped suddenly.I was brought down by the police, and when I looked up, I saw a tall building with lights flashing on top of it.There are two rows of ground lamps in the distance, stretching straight into the distance, and a low humming sound reaches the ears.

This is Qishan's airport, and it's also a military airport. There are several planes painted with the Air Force logo on the tarmac. "Come with us, be honest." The policeman grabbed me by the arm and led me to a plane with a big belly.I recognized it at a glance. This is the "Yunqi", which is a model developed by China itself. It is equipped with civil aviation and military aviation.The cabin door of the plane was opened, a gangway was lowered, and the propellers on both sides had been started, spinning rapidly, making a low humming sound. I looked up at the big nose of "Yun Qi", and suddenly felt an inexplicable joy.

I didn't expect them to be so anxious that they would not wait for a night of detention. Once they caught me, they would immediately put me on the plane.It can be seen that the man behind the scenes is also quite scrupulous.He knew that if Fang Zhen made a move, or Director Liu made a phone call in Beijing, the police would definitely not be able to take me away from Qishan.For this reason, he did not hesitate to use military aircraft for a small person like me, just because he didn't want to give them time to react. Honestly, I'm kind of fucking flattered. When I got on the plane, I glanced around and realized that I was a little sentimental.The cabin is very spacious, and there are a lot of green postal parcels and sacks piled inside. It seems that this is not a special plane for me, but a plane for delivering mail and cargo.

I got into the cabin, the police handcuffed my handcuffs to a handle, and then each found a place to sit on the floor.There were several other people in the cabin. Seeing the gloomy face of the policeman and I was in handcuffs, they didn't dare to come over and talk to me. The plane took off quickly. This kind of propeller plane is very bumpy. Everyone put their backs against the bulkhead to reduce the vibration.But my hands were hung from the handle by handcuffs, and my body swayed back and forth, which was very uncomfortable.I couldn't take it anymore and asked the police if they could change me.After discussing with each other, the two policemen stood up and took out the keys to unlock the handcuffs, then took me to a corner behind and handcuffed me again.

This place is not bad, can lean on the body.After I sat down, I scanned my eyes and found that there was still an old man leaning on the nearby mail bag.This old man has a very big head and thinning hair, like a big lion's head, but his neck is so thin that people worry about breaking it.I squinted my eyes, and by the dim light of the cabin, I saw a small object hanging around his neck, and I rubbed it with my hands from time to time, which seemed to be very cherished.That is "Holding Pig", a kind of jade artifact from the Han Dynasty. It is cylindrical in shape, and the outline of a prone fat pig is carved out with a few simple knives. It is just big enough to be held by one hand.When buried, the dolphin will be placed in the palm of the deceased, which symbolizes the wealth of the underworld, and it is the same thing as the jade cicada and Han Badao contained in the mouth of the dead.

Holding a dolphin is a weapon for the dead.This old man is probably an outsider, how can he hang a magic weapon on his body?If people saw this in Panjiayuan, they would definitely laugh at "plug the asshole". "Asshole stuffing" is an allusion.During the period of the Republic of China, Sun Dianying blew up the tomb of Cixi, and a large number of funerary objects in it were scattered among the people.In Beijing, there was a banner man from the former Qing Dynasty who somehow got a piece of jade from his tomb. It was small and cute in the shape of a cone.He likes it so much that he keeps it in his mouth every day.Later, someone who understood told him that the jade was called Jiuqiao, which was used to seal the nine orifices of the corpse, and the one in his mouth was used by Cixi to plug his anus...

When the policeman walked away, the old man poked his head over and asked curiously, "I said, what did you do?" I looked at him and didn't say anything.He even leaned forward: "Isn't it a small matter to be escorted by plane?" "Antique." I said two words. His big head and eyes lit up: "Hey, did you buy it at Tong's shop?" Tongjia is an incision in the Jiangu world, which means something dug out by digging the tomb personally.But this is an old saying. After liberation, almost no one used it. They all said it belonged to the Sun family, which means they were collected from ordinary people's homes.This big head is probably based on hearsay about such an incision, and I didn't know exactly what it meant, so I used it indiscriminately.Among those who play with antiques, there are a lot of this kind of half-bottle vinegar. They think they understand it well, but in fact they are not at that level at all.Curiosity is still strong, and it is easier to deceive them than to deceive a stick that knows nothing. I figured out his background, and suddenly an idea came to my mind.I turned my neck slowly, focusing my eyes on the dolphin on his chest, and didn't look back until he realized this, shook his head, and sighed softly.This sigh immediately made his big head uncomfortable.He stroked the dolphin repeatedly, his eyes flickered, hesitated for a long time, and finally poked his head over: "I said, what's wrong with this thing?" "No problem, I'll just take a look." I had a half-smile, which made my big head panic, and I became more and more convinced that I saw something.He retracted resentfully, and after a while, he stretched out again: "Hey, I said, we met by chance, and it's fate to be on the plane. Now you are idle, I think you hesitate to speak, yes What do you have to say?" "I'm a prisoner, so I can't speak casually." I shook my head. This made the big head immediately believe that it's not that there is no problem, but that I dare not speak.He slapped his head, got up and walked to the two policemen not far away, muttered for a long time, then turned back and said, "I asked them. As long as I don't touch you, it doesn't matter if I say a few words. " People who can fly in the military have somewhat of a background.The two policemen probably thought it was a trivial matter and it was not easy to save him, so they agreed.The big head was afraid that I would ignore him, so he slapped his chest: "Brother, I have some connections in Beijing and Tianjin. If you help me, I will help you too." What I was waiting for was his words, and slowly opened my eyes: "Bring something closer and let me have a look." When the big head heard it, it quickly took it off and handed it to my eyes.I looked at the light, and asked meaningfully: "Where did you get this thing?" Suddenly his head blushed, he scratched his head, grinned silly, and smiled for a long time before saying: "This Yes... this is a token of love from my girlfriend." It turned out that this big head was a student of the military aviation in Beijing. He met a female pen pal in Qishan. The two corresponded for a while, and he rushed to Qishan to see the real person.The female pen pal took him to meet his parents, and the parents took out such a thing, saying that it was an ancestral item and was only reserved for the son-in-law they liked.My big head was so touched at the time, I confirmed my relationship on the spot, and spent all my money to buy a lot of things for the woman's family as a betrothal gift, and then I took this bunch of things back to Beijing to prepare for the wedding. After listening to this description, I knew what was going on, and told him: "Do they know your father's background?" "Yes, I mentioned it in my letter before." "What else did you promise them?" "Ah? I promised to transfer her to Beijing and arrange her in a state-owned factory; I also helped her younger brother find a job in Xi'an; bought a color TV for her parents; bought a bicycle for her aunt..." The big head snapped its fingers one by one. count.Before I finished speaking, I interrupted him: "When you return to Beijing, you only need to do one thing." "what?" "Write a letter to that girl for eight cents and say it's a blast." "Why?" The big head opened its mouth wide, in astonishment. "This thing was cut by the local jade factory, so it can fool the layman." I leaned back, "The real Han Dynasty jade is cut at an angle, so the edge of the knife is deep on one side and the other side is deep. Shallow. If you look at the top of this jade, the notches and notches are even, and the grooves are even. It looks like it was cut by a machine." When the big head heard this, it couldn't sit still, and its jaw couldn't stop shaking: "Is your statement too arbitrary? I even went to an expert for appraisal!" I sighed slightly.I have seen too many people like this. I have been deceived, but I am unwilling to face the reality. "Who brought you to the expert?" "Her." "That's right, this is Toy." I don't know if it's because the big head itself has a lower IQ, or if people in love tend to become stupid, I can't figure out such a simple reason.After explaining for a long time, my big head finally accepted the reality. The whole person was like a deflated ball, and sat back among the mailbags dejectedly. After a while, he actually cried... He cried very sadly, not loudly, but he shed a lot of tears, and there was a desolate whine in his throat.I really can't see that such a big man cries like a little girl.While weeping, he babbled about some good memories he had with the girl, and wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.The two policemen thought I had done something to him, so they came to question him.I didn't hide it, I told them all. The policeman saw that he was crying and tearing up, wanting to be happy but not happy, so he sat back. He cried there for a long time, tears wiped: "Thank you, brother. If you didn't take a second look, my feelings would have been deceived by her. Tell me, what can I help you. I have a few in prison An acquaintance who can take care of you." I said: "Actually, it's not that troublesome. I just need you to send a message to someone." Then I whispered a few words to him, and my head was taken aback after hearing it: "Who is this person?" "The only person in Beijing I can trust." I let out a long breath. The big head left quickly, continuing to remember his cheated love.I continued to close my eyes and meditate, my mind kept spinning. From the hotel full of erotic smells to this cold cabin, I can finally calm down and slowly digest the shock that Kido's notes brought to me. Judging from the whole article, the inheritance of the Jade Buddha seems to have been broken at the end of the Ming Dynasty.It was not until Xu Yicheng's generation that they collected information and completed it.This article was written in 1930. Perhaps Kido Yuzo saw this textual research and then moved his mind to come to China. However, there is still a big contradiction in this research article.According to Xu Heng's "Self-narration", the Jade Buddha was divided into two in the Tang Dynasty. Hanoi got the head of the Buddha and brought it back to Japan, and Xu Heng got the body of the Buddha and hid it in Qishan.That being the case, the Buddha head should be in Japan. Why did Kido Yuzo come to China to look for it? This shows that between these two things, an important link is missing.The Jade Buddha head was probably returned to China during the period between the Tang Dynasty and the Republic of China, and it was not transported to Japan again until before the Anti-Japanese War.Ji Yunfu said that this article should be read in reference to "Jingde Biography of Lantern Records", but "Jingde Biography of Lantern Records" is a book in the Song Dynasty that records the deeds of eminent monks in the past dynasties. I don't know what it has to do with this.I didn't have the book on hand, so I had to put it aside. It suddenly occurred to me that on the way to Hailuo Mountain, we had seen a large tomb.According to the notes, it should be the tomb of Xu Xin in the Ming Dynasty.Fang Zhen found a coin from the tomb, on the front was "Runan Shide", on the back there were also four characters, only two characters could be seen clearly: people, heart. I trembled in my heart.The money is spent with a square hole, and the square hole is the return, and "return" means regret.Four sides and four characters, two characters are people and heart, so is it possible that the other two characters are things and faults?Does it refer to repentance, repentance, repentance? Those were my grandfather's last words, as well as my father's last words, and the origin of the name of Sihui Zhaidian. I always thought that my father's last words represented his remorse for some things and people.But now I found that these four sentences were already in the tomb of our ancestors in the Ming Dynasty. In this way, these sentences should be the ancestral motto of the Xu family. From this point of view, my father's last words seem to have another meaning. layer of meaning. I thought about it, and the whole person seemed to return to that day. It was a sunny afternoon.When I came back from playing basketball outside, I found a lot of people gathered in front of my house.When the neighbors saw me coming back, they all moved out of the way. There were sympathy, sadness, and even gloating in their eyes, but no one spoke.I didn't know what they meant, I pushed aside the crowd, took out the key and entered the house.Usually when I go home, my mother will always hand me an enamel jar of cool water, and then take off my dirty vest to wash; while my father is always reading in the study.But this time when I came back, the house was quiet and empty. On the desk in my study, I saw a piece of letter paper written by my father. There were eight words on it: repent, repent, repent, repent, and a string of numbers.I didn't understand what it meant, so I folded it casually.At this time, there was a knock on the door, and I opened the door to see that it was the head of the school's revolutionary committee.He proudly announced to me that Xu Heping, a rightist and counter-revolutionary, and his wife, under the awe of the young revolutionary general, feared that their crimes would be exposed, and drowned themselves in Taiping Lake, ending their sinful life.He was ordered to come to collect the remaining criminal evidence of the counter-revolutionaries. Strangely, as if with a premonition, I did not show much sadness, but was unusually calm.I jumped on the leader and wrestled with him.That head is the main force of the college basketball team, and he is extremely strong, but I broke two ribs that day.Then I was pinned to the ground by seven or eight people, punched and kicked, unable to move.I saw a group of people storming into my home, wantonly destroying everything I knew.The wedding photo of father and mother was trampled on the ground, mother's flowerpot was smashed, and the awards on the wall and the toy guns on the cabinet were all thrown out of the window... I spent the next three days in the detention room of the police station.When I was released, they told me that my parents' bodies had been cremated.I didn't see the last of them, all I got was a jar of ashes - they weren't even kept separate, but that's fine.From beginning to end, I did not shed a single tear. When I got home, I found that the house was a mess. There was not a single place that hadn't been trampled on, and there wasn't a single thing that hadn't been turned over.I curled up in the ruins and slept all night with the urn in my arms.When I woke up the next day, I took out my father’s last words to read, and suddenly found that the string of numbers was the index number of the university library.At that time, the school was full of noise, no one was in class, and no one went to the library.I took the opportunity to sneak in, followed the map, and found a notebook.What is recorded in this notebook is "Su Ding Lu", and its password is exactly the eight characters "repent, repent, repent, repent", but I don't know where the other one is hidden. Maybe with the demolition of the old house, it has completely disappeared in this world with its secrets. This is really strange, Kido Yuzo took two notebooks, but did not know the key; my father Xu Heping knew the key, but did not have the notes.It was not until the eve of Kido Arima's death that two of them were sent back to my father.As early as that time, my father already knew the truth, but he chose to remain silent. After handing over part of the information to Ji Yunfu, he continued to hide his name until the torrent of the great era smashed my family into pieces... Leaning against the bulkhead, I quietly recalled these things, and suddenly I had a wonderful feeling, as if these things were predestined from the moment the Mingtang caught fire thousands of years ago. "Dad, Mom, Grandpa..." I muttered to myself looking at the night sky that I couldn't see outside the cabin.The tears that hadn't flowed that day quietly slipped down his face at this moment. I don't know how long it took, there was a shock in the cabin, and it finally landed safely.I was taken out of the plane and a police car was already waiting on the tarmac.It was already late at night, and I took a deep breath. When I went to Anyang, I never thought that I would return to Beijing like this. Since it is a military aviation, the landing place should be Nanyuan Airport in the south of Beijing.When we got off the plane, the big head gestured to me to show that he hadn't forgotten my request, then picked up his bag and left.Two police officers escorted me into a police car, the curtains in the police car were drawn tightly, so I didn't know where I would be taken. The car drove for about 20 minutes and stopped at a detention center whose location was unknown.The white-walled gray house of the detention center is not very large, and only the sentry post and the handover room are still lit at this time.The police sent me to the handover room and left without saying a word.The guards in the detention center looked at me and didn't say much. They just asked me to change into prisoner's clothes, gave me a set of toothbrushes and mouthwash cups, sealed up my personal belongings and signed them, and my attitude was quite polite.After all the formalities were completed, I was locked in a room with a single number. This made me quite flattered.The conditions in Beijing's detention centers are very poor. Often, more than a dozen people are crowded into a single room, where they eat, drink and drink. Few prisoners can enjoy such a luxury as a single room.I don't know what I can do to catch up with this kind of treatment. In fact, the condition of this single room is not very good. There is a set of broken mattresses and quilts with no visible color on the bed, and a layer of excrement-yellow oil crust on the top.There are a few suspicious stains and scuff marks on the walls.There is a chamber pot in the corner towards the head of the bed, and there is a circle of green urine moss growing on the corner near the chamber pot, and the foul smell can still be faintly smelled. They would absolutely not be able to bear it if it was changed to Huang Yanyan, Yaozhi or Kido Kana, but this kind of environment has long been commonplace for me.I didn't take off my clothes, just lay on the mattress and fell asleep peacefully. I used to be a gangster on the street for a while, so I am quite familiar with the rules inside.For the detention center, the single room is just a temporary transfer station. The prisoners who can live here are either vicious felons or people with backgrounds. Neither of these two kinds of people will stay for long.So I guessed that since I was locked in a single room, I should only stay for a day or two at most, and I would be transferred again soon. But what makes me feel strange is that for the next five days, except for the regular delivery of three meals a day, there was no movement at all. I don't have any part in letting go of the wind.I could only stay in this small cell every day, listening to the noise of the prisoners in the nearby cells and the footsteps of the guards patrolling back and forth.The calm was disturbing, and I seemed to be Dundes in the movie, imprisoned in an ancient prison that no one cares about.The outside world forgot that there was a person like me until I died of old age and illness. In order to get rid of this fear, I walked back and forth quickly in the number room every day to keep my body moving. This is called a dog running in circles in the prison; my mind is not idle, rearranging and combining the clues collected so far, Seeing if there will be new discoveries, thinking about it makes my brain hurt, but I still can't think of a reason. On the sixth day, a guard finally opened the number room and said to me, "Make a wish, someone wants to see you." I walked out of the number room, stretched greedily, and followed him to the reception room.The reception room was separated on both sides by a thick glass, and I saw an old man with white beard and hair sitting opposite him, with his hands on his knees and his eyes closed. The head of the Scarlet Letter Gate, Liu Yiming? It could be him. I don't have a deep impression of this old man. I only remember that he didn't say a few words at the dinner party that night.In the end, I want to leave. The other four doors all sent good things, but he sent a few light words.I really didn't expect that the first person to visit the prison was not Kido Kana, Liu Ju or Fang Zhen, but him.To be honest, I wouldn't be so surprised when Huang Kewu came. I walked over slowly and sat down.Hearing the voice, Liu Yiming slowly opened his eyes, stared intently for half a minute, and then said, "Xiao Xu, you have been wronged." After understanding, there will always be a leader who will say so on behalf of the organization. "Huh? What grievance are you talking about?" I was not polite. "It's a misunderstanding. Everyone thought you died in Anyang, but someone found Long Wenjue in Qishan, and the Huang family thought it was stolen, so they reported the crime, but unexpectedly, you were arrested. .” Regarding this statement, I just smiled, while Liu Yiming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the two of them knew each other.He gave such a clumsy explanation because he wanted to tell me cryptically that this matter was created by the Huang family itself, not an official decision of Wumai. Liu Yiming patted the back of the chair lightly: "You don't have to worry too much, the Huang family will withdraw the lawsuit soon, and Fang Zhen is coordinating with the police, so this case cannot stand. But in terms of procedure, you have to be wronged here Stay for a few days. I will let the people in the detention center take care of you." I said blankly, "It doesn't matter if I'm wronged, but it's not okay to delay the business." Liu Yiming heard my voice, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, whether it's Longwen Jue or Buddha Head, Wumai will definitely give you an explanation, so that you won't let your hard work be in vain." I recognized it, and he asked me about my discovery in Qishan.This shows that neither Fang Zhen nor Kido Kana said what happened at that time.I find it very strange. It is understandable that Kana Kido didn't say anything. Fang Zhen is a subordinate of Bureau Liu, and he didn't reveal the slightest bit of information, which is so strange.Isn't Liu Yiming and Liu Ju the same way? Liu Yiming is the head of the Five Meridians of this generation, but as far as I feel, this person is like a wild crane, never participating in any affairs, and even talking is clouded by clouds and fog, more imaginary than real.The last time the Five Meridians gathered for such a big event, he hardly said a word, and only left me two words of advice that were neither salty nor bland at the end.This style of never speaking directly is in line with Liu Ju. I secretly made up my mind that unless he wanted to ask directly, I would pretend to be stupid to the end. So I looked at him quietly and refused to utter a word.Liu Yiming was not in a hurry, and slowly tapped the back of the chair with his fingers, like a long test when playing Go.The guard next to us saw that we were both in meditation like old monks, and we didn't speak, and our expressions became quite weird.This strange confrontation lasted for more than three minutes, and the guard had no choice but to cough: "Hey, let me tell you, the meeting time is almost over." This sentence had a little effect on Liu Yiming, and he finally broke the silence: "Actually, I am here today, in addition to wanting to reassure you, I also want to tell you one thing: Kido Kana has returned to China." I was so taken aback that I could no longer pretend to be calm, and stood up from the chair.She actually went back to Japan? Seeing my gaffe, Liu Yiming remained calm and said calmly: "After your accident, Kana Kido returned to Beijing immediately. She wanted to see you, but there was another more important thing to do, so she had to go back to China first." , please let me tell you." "What's up?" "She should have obtained some information, saying that she returned to my country to coordinate with the Northeast Asian Studies Association, and persuaded them to officially return the Buddha head to our country. It seems that your work in Qishan has been very effective." I suddenly realized that Liu Yiming did it on purpose.The news about Kana Kido, which I was eager to know, didn't reveal until the end of the interview time, so that I would be in a panic and unable to maintain my composure.I took a deep breath, straightened out my words, and asked provocatively: "You don't want to know, what did we find in Qishan?" To my surprise, Liu Yiming shook his head, stretched out a finger to seal his lips, motioned for me to keep quiet, and then said: "You can stay here for a few days, the conditions here are average, but it's better than It's clean outside." Then he stood up and left with the sound of the bell ringing the end of visiting time. I was completely confused. Liu Yiming came to this detention center on a special trip, neither rescued me, nor asked me the truth. Could it be that he really just informed me about Kido Kana's return to China? After I returned to the number room, I had a lot of thoughts, and this matter began to develop in a wonderful direction.Kido Kana has a translation of Kido's notes in her hand. It seems that she intends to use this to persuade the Northeast Asian Studies Association.This choice is right, now that the man behind the scenes is unknown, it is too dangerous to stay in China, it is better to jump out early.As long as the Northeast Asian Studies Association agrees to return the Buddha head, all of this will become the focus of the public, and it will be even more difficult for the mastermind behind the scenes. Kido Kana has already returned to Japan. Fang Zhen knows part of the truth, but he has deliberately avoided our conversation from the very beginning, and his knowledge is very limited.If someone wants to know the real situation of Qishan, the only choice is to ask me; and if someone wants to hide the real situation of Qishan, the only goal is me... I suddenly got up from the bed, terrified.I now know so much that some people don't want me to know, some people want to know from me.The forces hidden under the water from all sides stared at me coldly, making their own calculations.If I deduce it like this, I have become the target of public criticism.I suddenly understood what Liu Yiming meant when he said that I was relatively clean in prison. At this time, there was a knock on the iron door, and then the small door on the door opened, and a steaming pot of corn bread, pickles and a bowl full of diced celery and meat were handed in.It seems that Liu Yiming has already said hello, and the meal is much richer than the previous few days.Some inmates who smelled the fragrance in the next cell started to clamor, shouting for a share, and they didn't shut up until the guard showed his stick. I have been a vegetarian for several days, and my stomach is short of oil and water, so I am not polite, I opened my mouth wide, and I was full after a while, and fell to the ground gasping for breath.Five minutes later, I suddenly felt something was wrong.At the beginning, the stomach was just a shallow line of pain, and soon the pain branched out into countless branches, spreading to the entire stomach, turning the inside into a fire scene, and everywhere was burning. I lay on the ground clutching my stomach, sweating profusely. I stretched out my right hand feebly towards the iron door of the cell, scratched a few times, but made no sound.Another burst of pain came, and I couldn't help moaning loudly.The prisoner next door heard it, and at first he joked that my buddy had eaten too much, but later he heard that my voice was really wrong, so he hurriedly called for discipline. The iron door was pulled open with a bang, and the guard saw that I was curled up on the ground clutching my stomach, my face turned blue from the pain, and immediately called for a doctor to examine me.The doctor hurried over and checked briefly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, said that it might be food poisoning or gastric perforation, and rushed to the hospital.So three or four guards picked me up and rushed me to a van in the detention center. A driver and a guard watched over me, and I was transported to a nearby hospital. Strange to say, my abdomen was in severe pain, but my consciousness was very clear.There must be something wrong with this food, but who is going to poison me?Is it the mastermind behind the scenes, or someone from the Five Meridians?Why did they not do anything in Qishan, but want to silence them in Beijing?Does Liu Yiming have anything to do with this matter? Doubt assails my spirit, pain torments my body.I vomited, shivered, and curled up in the van seat during the double whammy.The guard saw that I was about to die, and couldn't stop muttering something. At this time, the van slammed on the brakes and stopped suddenly.I heard the guard ask the driver loudly what happened, and the driver said that he seemed to have hit someone.The guard took a look at me, opened the car door and went down to check.Not long after, there was a muffled sound of blows outside, and then a man rushed into the car, knocked the driver unconscious, and then leaned in front of me. I was in a daze and couldn't see who it was.He called my name and stuffed something into my mouth.This thing was a bit bitter, and as soon as it fell into the stomach, the stomach immediately became cool, and the fire weakened a lot.I managed to open my eyes and saw an old man's face with a shocking scar on the right side of his neck, and his expression was quite fierce. "Pay... pay expensive?" The person who came was Fu Gui, the former Peking detective.He helped me up and said sharply: "Don't talk so much, let's go first." I was still a little dizzy, so I let him put my arm on my shoulder, help me out of the car, and got into a small alley next to me.Seeing that his movements are clean and neat, he doesn't look like an old man at all.At the other end of the alley, a Santana had already parked there.Fu Gui stuffed me into the car, jumped in himself, and ordered the driver to drive.Santana swung his head and drove in the opposite direction.I was dangling in the car, and my stomach still hurt a lot.Fu Gui handed me another pill, I opened my mouth to swallow it, and felt a little better in my stomach. I wanted to ask him what was going on, but I really didn't have the strength, so I let the car drive forward and fell asleep again in a drowsy state.When I woke up again, I was lying on a soft Simmons bed with a pink towel on the bedside table and a pill in a plastic bottle cap. I looked around and found that this room has a lot of character.The furniture and utensils are common, but they are cleverly arranged. Without any ancient calligraphy and paintings, they naturally exude a touch of classical charm.The only exception is a plush bear toy at the head of the bed, which is not far from my head. As soon as the door opened, I saw Fu Gui walking in with a glass of water in his hand.Seeing that I woke up, let me swallow the medicine with water.After I finished my drink, I asked him weakly what was going on. Fu Gui chuckled: "It's not to get you out. I bribed the chef and put a special pill in your dish. If you eat that, you will start to have a stomachache. The detention center doesn't have a good doctor, so it will definitely take you out of the house." You send it to the hospital, we stop halfway, and it’s done. It’s a trivial matter.” After finishing speaking, he licked his tongue unsatisfactorily, and clicked twice: “This is the old method of intercepting prisoners in the Republic of China. Even pills The recipe has not changed, I never thought it would be available now.” From his expression, one can vaguely see the demeanor of the great detective who dominated the Forty-Nine City back then.I picked up the towel with a wry smile and wiped my face: "I'm not asking this, but why did you come to this muddy water?" "She was the one who brought me here." Fu Gui looked back.I saw a slim figure appearing at the door, and the hand holding the cup couldn't help trembling. The person who came was Huang Yanyan. Huang Yanyan stood there expressionless, her expression was as cold as before, but her face became thinner and her cheeks became paler.Her eyes stared at me, but neither joy nor anger.Fu Gui stood up and cast me a ambiguous look.黄烟烟走过来，我苦笑着刚要开口说话，她却扬起手来，搧了我一巴掌。 这巴掌打得好重，有如五条沾了水的牛皮鞭子狠狠抽过。我猝不及防，被打得差点跌下床去，脸上一阵火辣辣的疼。打完这巴掌，黄烟烟才开口道：“为什么是我？” “因为整个北京我只信得过你。”我捂着脸，看着她的眼睛。 大脑袋下飞机前，我曾拜托他给一个人传句话。那个人就是黄烟烟。我知道自己即将身陷牢狱，但外面有件关键的事情，必须交托可以完全信赖的人。尽管那时候黄烟烟恨我入骨，但我仍相信她是最好的选择——本来我还考虑过药不然，但这个家伙有点太过跳脱，做事不能让人完全放心。 黄烟烟闻言，眼神闪动，手攥了又攥，这第二个巴掌，终究没有落下来。我忽然想起什么，从兜里掏出她的那枚青铜环，交到她手里，轻声说了一句谢谢。这是我掉进盗洞时她扔下来的，如今算是物归原主。黄烟烟眉头一蹙，把它接过去，“啪”地又重重地搧了一记耳光。 这时候付贵在一旁提醒道：“喂，我从天津冒这么大风险来这，是为了给许一城许老哥洗刷冤屈的，不是看你们打情骂俏的。黄姑娘，你账算清楚了没？咱们好说正事了。”黄烟烟冷冷瞥了我脸上的五道指印：“算清楚了。” “都还清了就好。这世上两本账不能欠，一本风流账，一本恩义账，算错了可会惹出大麻烦。”付贵一脸揶揄。我抚摸着脸庞，尴尬地点着头，巴不得赶紧换个话题：“你怎么会去找付老爷子？” 黄烟烟道：“是你自己说的，要提防五脉里的人，我别无选择。”付贵补充道：“这丫头找到我时，吓了我一跳。丫头说你小子有危险。老许的后人我不能见死不救，这把老骨头只好冒险出来闯一闯。” “可你们怎么知道我有危险？”我问。 付贵道：“黄丫头说了，这次黄家报案的事，黄克武并不知情。也就是说，试图借黄家整你的，另有其人。这个人所图非小，视你为眼中钉。你留在看守所内，等于是任人宰割，绝不安全。” 他的说法，跟刘一鸣截然相反，我不禁哑然。 我把今天刘一鸣的事说给他听。付贵笑道：“这并不算矛盾。刘一鸣的话，倒也没错，但他只算到你在狱中会平安无事，这是守势；而我把你劫出来，则是个攻势。兵法有云，做敌人最不愿意做的事情，把你从牢里弄出来，等若为那幕后黑手平添一份变数，他只能进行补救，早晚会露出破绽，那就是咱们的机会！” 说到这里他重重一拳砸在桌子上，把上面的像框震得差点倒地，眼神凶光毕露。付贵当年在北平地皮上，三教九流什么场面都见过，奇案怪案也破了不少，无论眼界还是见识都是一流。经他这么一分析，我才明白原来劫我出来还有这层深意。 “辛苦老爷子了。”我真心实意地向他道谢。付贵至今在沈阳道还被悬赏，却跑到北京来劫看守所的囚车，这份胆识、这份义气都不得了。我心中感激，深觉我爷爷当年没交错这个朋友。 “你别谢我。”付贵摆了摆手，“我帮你，一是看许一城的面子；可更主要的是，我对当年他的作为也一直想不通。等这件事圆满解决，你要完完整整说给我听，让我这老头子闭着眼睛进棺材。” 我举起右手食指、中指、无名指三个指头，这象征着天、地、人，也代表着君、亲、师，是旧江湖发誓最郑重的手势。我当场郑重起誓，等佛头案真相大白，必将一切细节告之付贵，违者五雷轰顶。 付贵满意地点点头。我问他下一步该怎么办，他说你还记得让黄烟烟去调查的事么？我说记得啊。 我在去天津和去安阳之前，先后接到过两封匿名信，上面都只有两个字“有诈”。还暗示了一个地址。我最初对此并没特别留意，但随着真相不断揭开，我越发感觉，这两封匿名信对于谜团的破解至关重要。所以我让大脑袋给黄烟烟传话时，特意叮嘱她针对这个地址调查一下。 写信之人熟知我的行程，必然与五脉有关联。黄烟烟利用自己的优势，把调查重点放在五脉成员与这个地址的重叠。结果发现，那个地址是一家高级品茗会所，会所的管理者姓沈，叫沈君，是青字门掌门沈云琛的远方侄子。 黄烟烟提醒我，那天五脉聚首的晚宴，他也去了，就站在沈云琛身后。我回想了一下，依稀记得那张脸有点熟悉，可他一直躲在阴影里，一句话都没说，印象不是特别深刻。 这个人给我连写了两封匿名信，却又不肯透露身份，到底有什么用意？可惜那个会所管理很严格，只接待港澳台来大陆投资的商人，即使是黄烟烟也没办法大摇大摆进去。付贵唯恐打草惊蛇，没让她继续试探，而是留给了我。 “他既然暗示了你地址，一定有办法让你进去。” 我忽然想起来了。在那天晚宴上，沈云琛曾经给过我一张名片，说有事可以拿名片找青字门帮忙。那名片质地很不一般，有竹子纹理，想来是特制的。这事沈君也知道，我凭着它，说不定就能进入那个地址。 付贵一拍手：“很好！没问题了，咱们事不宜迟，马上出发。” “现在就走？”我一愣。 “你还打算在人家闺房待多久？” 我这才意识到，这房间原来是黄烟烟的闺房，顿时有些手足无措。烟烟一脸淡然：“这房子我很快就卖了，所以没相干。”说完她先推门出去了。 付贵耸耸肩，拿出一顶宽檐鸭舌帽给我戴上，又弄了个口罩：“现在劫囚的消息，新闻和报纸都没提，看来被有心人给压下来了。但警察外松内紧，盘查得很厉害，你出门前稍微掩藏一下。” 我接过行头，给自己围起来，三个人一齐出了门。门外停着一辆桑塔纳，黄烟烟拉开驾驶室的门，迈开长腿坐了进去。我考虑到不要引人注目，就选择了驾驶室后面的位子。刚坐进去，黄烟烟突然回头，露出一个僵硬的笑容：“对了，我忘了恭喜你，木户家的乘龙快婿。” 我一时语塞。木户加奈在回国之前，果然把我们的婚事告诉了五脉的人。这件事虽是权宜，可确实无可辩白。 “对不起……”我真心诚意地说，一阵阵地心虚。也不知道这一声道歉是指我在安阳骗她，还是指我跟木户加奈结婚。 黄烟烟耸耸肩，表示这事跟她没什么关系，我不需要解释。我用手把住前方的座位，把头探过去：“烟烟，我……呃，谢谢你这次还肯相信我。我会告诉你所有的事情的。” 黄烟烟从遮阳板里弄了副墨镜戴上，遮住了大半张脸：“我只是想知道，谁在拿黄家当枪使。”她冷冷的语气里蕴涵着杀气。 我悻悻缩回来头，偶然抬眼一瞥，发现那个青铜环恰好用一根蓝丝线拴住，正在后视镜下轻轻地晃动着。
那家高级品茗会所位于城东建国门附近，距离外交公寓很近。我们的车没法在那里停，于是我和付贵先下了车，黄烟烟找地方去停车。付贵不知从哪里弄来一个小窃听器，让我装在身上。他则躲在附近，负责监听。这个无法无天的探长，甚至还弄了一套警服，万一出现非常情况，他打算冒充警察去干涉。 我一切弄妥当了，迈步进了会所，迎头就看见“飘香品茗”的金匾额。这会所里是真气派，厅内摆放着四把檀木椅，两把太师椅，还有两扇人物画屏风，都是明清真品。柜台后头一个竹格大橱，里面的份格错落有致，放着各色茶叶，以及存放者的姓名。 见我进来，一个旗袍美女迎了上来，略一打量，便满是歉意地说：“对不起，先生，我们这里只接待会员。”我拿出名片递给她：“我想见见你们经理沈君。”旗袍美女一看那名字，脸色微变，连忙回到柜台，打了一个电话，很快又放下了：“您好，请您到竹思厅稍候，我们经理马上就到。” 然后旗袍美女带路，把我一路带入室内。这会所里真是不小，处处曲径通幽，我都快转晕了，突然在前方走廊旁出现一簇竹林，想必就是她说的竹思厅了。我信步刚要迈进去，从一旁突然伸出一只手来，一下把我的嘴捂住。我想要挣扎，却一点力气都没有，眼睁睁看着那手把窃听器取走，轻轻交给带路的旗袍美女。而我则被一路拖行，拖到一间狭窄的办公室内，丢在地上。 这时我才看清拖我走的那人。这是个身高近一米九的壮汉，剑眉短发，鼻梁高挺，唐装下的肌肉块隆起，难怪我一点反抗能力也没有。 “许先生，我没想到你这么鲁莽。”壮汉坐在办公椅上，这个单薄的椅子似乎支撑不住他的重量，发出咯吱的声音。 “你是谁？”我抬起头，忽然觉得这人似乎有点眼熟。 “您可真是贵人多忘事呀。”壮汉咧开嘴，露出两排雪白的牙齿，“给许和平教授抄家那天，我可是被你打断了两条肋骨呢。” 我父母自尽那天，学校的革委会战斗队的头头带着一群人来抄家。那头头叫魏大军，大学篮球队主力，也是我父亲的学生之一。那一天，我因为愤怒而迸发出强大的战斗力，打断了他的两条肋骨，在医院里躺了好几个月，我也因此被拘留了好几天。在那次打架以后，我再也没见过他，没想到十几年后居然在这里遇见了。 “你是……魏大军？”我惊讶地喊出他的名字，脑海里的记忆慢慢苏醒。魏大军扯开衣领，用手指着自己胸膛，感慨地说：“那两截钢钉，至今还在骨头里呢。今天它们隐隐作痛，我就预感你要来。” 我脊背上流出冷汗，这世上怎么会有这么巧的事，在青字门的会所里，居然碰到了一个并不太想见的故人。他把我拽到这里来做什么？难道是为了报当年的仇？想到这里，我下意识地朝门外瞟去，魏大军笑了笑：“甭找了，那个窃听器已经被我送到竹思厅里，你的同伴，现在恐怕还以为你在安静地等待着呢。” 我努力让自己镇定下来，疑惑道：“你怎么会在这里……不，你怎么知道我会来这里？”魏大军歪了歪脖子，把椅子挪近一点，用手指向自己：“因为两次给你写信的人，不是沈君，而是我啊。” 我大为愕然，这到底是怎么回事？我的视线看向办公桌上的一摞报纸，还有一个放派克钢笔的架子。几乎可以肯定，那两封匿名信就是在这里完成的。 魏大军没有马上解答我的疑问，而是换了一个问题：“你来之前肯定做过调查，对沈君这名字有没有印象？”我摇摇头。我第一次知道这名字，就是刚才从黄烟烟的口中。 “也难怪……你当年年纪不大，记不住那么多……” 他把身体朝后靠去，双手搭在腹肌鲜明的小腹处，那种嘲讽的表情消失不见了，取而代之的是一种混杂着怀念与歉疚的神情——不知为何，还有一抹淡淡的哀伤。 “他和我是大学同学，也是许和平许教授的学生。” 我一听，几乎惊呆了。我一直以为我父亲彻底断绝了与五脉的来往，可他的学生中，居然还有五脉的子弟。 “我父亲，知道这件事吗？” “应该不知道吧……”魏大军摸摸下巴，“许教授对人热情，但心思太单纯了，他脑子里只有教课，对其他事情都不感兴趣。要不然，那时节我们怎么会骂他是白专呢——哎，冤枉了一位好老师啊。”说到这里，魏大军自嘲地笑了笑。 “岂止是冤枉。”我冷冷地评论道。魏大军脸上掠过一阵阴影，嘴唇蠕动几分，终究没说什么。我又追问道：“你接着说那个沈君，他和你，到底做了些什么？” “都是年轻时的荒唐事了……”声音无限感慨。 魏大军说，他跟沈君是同班同学，从大一开始就一起上许教授的课，两人意气相投，关系特别好。到了“文革”，魏大军仗着出身好，成分硬，干到了工农兵坚决战斗队的总队长，沈君则出任军师一职，给他出谋划策。两个人联手，把周围一片学校全都打趴下了，无人敢惹。 工农兵坚决战斗队主要有两个任务：一个是对外跟其他院校的红卫兵对抗；一个是揪出自己大学内的各种牛鬼蛇神，大肆批判。前一个任务的指挥是魏大君，后一个任务的策划，则是沈君。沈君在这方面拥有极强的天赋，那些老教授老学者的黑历史、黑言论无论隐藏得多深，他都能一一挖掘出来，引经据典形成罪名。所以他们的大学三天两头就会召开批斗大会，每次都有新鲜东西，显得比其他院校更革命。不过沈君从不居功，总是把光荣让给魏大军，所以知道他名字的人，并不多。 有一次，沈君找到魏大军，给了他一份计划，列出了几位“尚未深入揭批”的教授名单，其中包括了许和平的名字。魏大军有些犹豫，因为这几位教授在学生中口碑还不错，许和平还曾经帮过他。但沈君告诉魏大军，革命不是请客吃饭，不能温良恭俭让。他已经组织好了充分的批判材料，足可以把那些人打翻在地，再踏上一只脚。 既然他这么说，魏大军也就不再反对。战斗队对这一套流程轻车熟路，先是铺天盖地的大字报，然后是系内批判、院内批判，进而发展到全校批判，甚至还要把这些教授押送到其他院校游街。在新一轮的攻势下，有些教授屈服了，主动承认了罪行，有些教授发了疯，只有许和平夫妇坚决不认错。魏大军决定，必要时刻可以动用非常规手段，却听到了一个消息，许和平夫妇投了太平湖自尽。 魏大军听到这消息时，心中大为震惊。可沈君告诉他，这些反革命分子妄图以死来逃避批判，绝不可遂了他们愿，建议立刻组织人前往抄家。于是魏大军带着大队人马杀奔我家，与刚回家的我迎头撞见，然后就有了那一场斗殴…… “许教授是一个好师长、好前辈，现在回想起来，他对学生的照顾，真是无微不至。可惜啊，那时候我们这些年轻人头脑简单，容易激动，几乎没有明辨事非的能力，竟然……许愿，我其实是你的杀父仇人。” 魏大军说到这里时，双目泛红，手指支在桌子上微微颤抖。我心中百感交集，不知该揪着他的衣领痛斥，还是淡然处之。 “你现在后悔了？” “是，但不是现在，而是在你把我打伤以后，我就被打醒了。我在医院躺了几个月，想明白了不少事情。可对许教授的伤害，让我一直有愧于心。我一直……一直想找个机会，给许教授，还有你当面道歉，不然我的灵魂会不安。”魏大军把手按在胸口，表情肃穆。我这才注意到，他的脖子上居然挂着一个十字架。 一个当年豪气干云的红卫兵小将，如今却选择了皈依上帝，这样的变化，让我感慨万千。 我静静地看着魏大军，我本该恨他入骨，可奇怪的是，我居然没什么恨意。那是个疯狂的年代，所有的正常人都陷入疯狂，这是时代的悲哀，不是某个人的错。魏大军这么多年来，始终被这种歉疚折磨着，说明他这个人良心未泯，仅这一点就已经强过了太多的人。 “所以你留了纸条，是为了专程向我道歉？” “是，但不只是这样。”魏大军别有深意地看了我一眼，“故事还没有结束。” 魏大军继续说，他出院以后，就辞去了战斗队的职务，去了辽宁农村插队。而沈君在全国搞串联，两个人失去了联系。后来“文革”结束，魏大军回到城里，无所事事，在一家国营单位当保卫科长。他无意中碰到沈君，后者在家族的扶持下，正在经营茶叶生意。沈君挺念旧情，便把魏大军也招进公司，一起创业。这家会所，沈君的总经理只是挂名，真正长年镇场子的人，是魏大军。 也就是在这个时候，魏大军知道沈君原来是属于一个叫中华鉴古研究会的组织，也了解到了其背后五脉的存在。一次偶然的机会，魏大军从沈君口中得知，原来许和平教授竟然是白字门的唯一后人，不由得大为震惊。一个青字门的子弟，居然成了失落的白字门后人的学生，这件事真的是巧合吗？ 魏大军这时意识到，那一连串抄家的行动，恐怕也不是单纯的革命行为。沈君在策划批斗时，若有若无地把矛头指向许和平家，只不过这个意图隐藏在其他一系列批判中，很不容易让人发现。魏大军对许和平心存愧疚，决定把这件事情弄清楚，就去找当年的几个当事人询问，这一问，还真问出了两条线索。 一条线索是：沈君是被保送进这所大学的，而且保送他的中学，是湖南的某一所高中。他学历档案里的籍贯，是假的。 而另外一条线索则更为重要：在抄完许和平家的当夜，有人看见沈君偷偷跑去许教授家里。据目击者说，他开始以为沈君想到贪点小便宜，捡点洋落儿。可是他偷偷看了一阵，发现沈君是在屋子里到处翻检，似乎在寻找什么东西。 魏大军猜想，也许是许和平家里藏着什么东西，引起了青字门的关注。青字门把沈君派入大学接近许和平，想把这件东西找出来。为了不让许和平觉察到，还特意将沈君的籍贯改到了外省。 这个故事听完，我陷入了久久的沉默。我一直认为，我父母是因为不堪受辱，才双双自尽，这是“文革”的悲剧。可万万没想到，他们的死亡背后，居然还隐藏着如此的动机。沈君试图寻找的，毫无疑问是木户有三还给许和平的那两本笔记。其中《素鼎录》是在我手里，那么另一本，说不定就是被他拿走了。 闹了半天，“文革”只是个背景，魏大军只是枚棋子，真正的因果，还是要归结到我爷爷许一城，甚至要归结到千年前许衡与则天明堂玉佛的渊源。 一种惊悸的感觉袭上心头，难道我许家真的无法摆脱这玉佛的诅咒，每一代都要因它而死？ 无论如何，有一点我可以确定，沈君的动机，肯定跟袭击我的幕后黑手有关。第一次，我摸到了这黑手真实存在的证据。我问道：“听你这么推断，沈君的背后主使者，莫非是沈云琛沈老太太？” “我看未必。”魏大军换了个姿势，声音不自觉地放低，“沈君其实对沈云琛一直很不满，总说她太保守了，说这个行业也要有改革精神，步子要迈得大一点。我觉得沈君身后的人，可能是老朝奉。” “老朝奉？” “这大概是一个代号，或者尊称，我只是偶尔听沈君提及过。他谈起这个人时，语气很尊敬，但指代的到底是谁，就没人知道了。那个人在五脉里似乎建立起了一个庞大的渠道，利用鉴古学会的资源与人脉，制造赝品，走私文物。” 我心中一动，姬云浮也说过类似的话。 “那你跟我写匿名信说有诈，是什么意思？” 魏大军说，沈君很信任他，所以五脉聚首的事他略知一二，甚至知道我受命去调查佛头。他知道五脉中隐藏着害死许教授的“老朝奉”，现在许教授的儿子又牵涉进这件事情，他们一定会再次出手。魏大军不希望这种悲剧再度发生，为了赎自己的罪，他暗中写了匿名信警告我，想叫我远离这滩浑水。在我置若罔闻的情况下，他又冒险写了第二封，再次警告。 “不过现在看你这架势，恐怕劝你抽身离开也是不可能了。”魏大军苦笑着说。我坚定地点点头：“现在已经不是我一个人的事，而是关系我的父亲、我的祖父，还涉及到好几条人命。我不能退。” “老朝奉是谁，恐怕你只能亲自去问沈君了。” 说到这里，魏大军长叹一声，起身走到窗口，倒背双手沉声道：“你如果想见沈君，就去后海胡同，他每个礼拜四都会去那喝茶。沈君是我的朋友，也是我的恩人，我不会帮你们更多了。”我默默地点点头，我能感受他的矛盾与痛苦。 背对着我的魏大军沉默了一阵，做了一个请离开的手势。当我走到门口时，身后又传来他有些迟疑的声音：“许愿，我可以得到你的原谅吗？” “我不知道……但如果真有天国的话，我想爷爷与父亲此时都看得到。” “谢谢你，愿主保佑你。”他的声音有一种长久压抑消除后的轻松。我推门走了出去，身后传来魏大军虔诚的祈祷。
我从会所出来，付贵都快急坏了。他一直监听着窃听器，发现半个小时都悄无声息，就意识到出事了。我再晚五分钟出来，他就打算穿起警服闯进去了。 我把魏大军的事约略一说，付贵和黄烟烟听了都大为惊异。尤其是黄烟烟，脸色变得奇差：“许愿，你是否还记得龙纹爵？” “怎么会忘呢……”我嗫嚅道。正因为黄烟烟带着龙纹爵去安阳，才引出来后面的一系列事情。 “事实上，要求我带龙纹爵去安阳找郑国渠，那也不是我爷爷的意愿，而是几位门内长辈一齐要求的。我没办法，只得听命行事。”黄烟烟很难得地一口气说这么多话。 我眉头不由得紧皱起来。听黄烟烟这么一说，我感觉到，现在五脉里似乎存在着一股势力，已经超越了门派之限，能够在几