Chapter 410: Qionglong Stone Shadow · Sichuan and Respect

In the end, we still did n’t go out. The Huo people who sold donkey meat at the door fired us back, saying that it is too dangerous to go out now. If we want to buy something, we will open the order tomorrow.
The next day is the purchasing day. Xiaohua came over and asked us to list everything and they went to purchase. The fat man knocked them hard. After the equipment was delivered at night, we found that the most severe knock was the stuffy oil bottle. Because, in his goods, there is a box worth a lot of money.
Xiaohua said: "My grandma said, you will need this thing."
After opening the stuffy oil bottle, he took out an ancient knife from inside. Its size and shape were very similar to his previous one.
Pulled out the sheath, the cold light flashed, and there is a very special color inside, but the blade is not black gold.
"Pillared from our library, do you want to play around."
Measured the stuffy oil bottle and inserted it into his equipment bag. The fat man was jealous: "I rely on, why don't you get us a hand?"
"This kind of knife cannot be used by anyone." Xiao Hua said: "It's too heavy."
Most of the other equipment has been used before. He is not very satisfied with the fat machete. He said that the blade is too thin, and the tree may collapse, or the thick-backed mountain knife is easy to use.
I did n’t read my stuff, it was all written by the fat guys. I watched them pack their equipment, and I felt very resistant and took a break.
After buying it is a rest period, Xiaohua they have to do the preparation work, we will cultivate in this house. Xiu Xiu brought me a TV and watched TV.
The oil bottle was pondering the knife on the side, and he could see that there was still a difference in weight, and he was adapting.
I have nothing to do during this time, I have been thinking about the whole thing, trying to add the latest news to the previous inferences to see what will change.
If we temporarily call the behind-the-scenes force that forced them to carry out the "largest scale" tomb-robbing activity in the past to be called "it", after it has obtained countless Lu Huangbo, it may be that the deduction of the silk book was cracked earlier than Jude Kao. A series of activities, these activities may all end in failure. In return for the success of the activity, everyone in the old nine gates got something that seems insignificant now, but at that time a very important thing-background, so in the red storm In the meantime, although these people who would have been criticized to death were also quite low-key, their family and relationships were preserved.
Their children are used as talent reserves, and most of them enter the cultural relics system. It is difficult to say that this tendency is naturally formed, or because there is some hidden rule, and although there is no substantial evidence, this "it" must play a big role in it.
I even suspected that Jude's method of unraveling the silk script was brought out by someone or a group of people related to "It" and was revealed to him in secret.
The fat man said that in those days, when the Democratic People's Republic of China retreated, the social atmosphere began to open up, and many of the things that were previously unprecedented, such as the role of trade unions and neighborhood committees, were becoming more and more degraded, and courageous people began to do small businesses, and joint contract responsibility It was also at that time that foreigners began to enter the Chinese horizon. New things completely replace old things. This "it" system may have collapsed in that update.
Like the current company, although the organization is disintegrated, but the project is still there, the strong people will take the project and continue to find the next investor.
Perhaps, in its power, there is a group of people alive, because of a certain relationship, cooperate with Jude Kao to carry out unfinished "projects."
The "Zhangjialou" archaeological activity and the "Xisha" archaeological activity should be the products of this period, so that it can explain why the scale of these two activities is much smaller than that of the old Jiumen, and even needs "Sanshu" It ’s hard to tell whether it ’s intentional or unintentional. The descendants of the old Jiumen lurking in the cultural system have been assembled.
With the passage of time, and nearly two decades later, the economy can start to contend with politics, and the old nine gates fall apart in power, but because of the old foundation, they have formed their own solid sites in many places. Huo Jia, Jie Jia, in Beijing Marriage with officials and eunuchs, our Wu family relied on the "three uncles" to gain a foothold in the old Changsha, and the other families either completely washed up and became officials, or simply disappeared into society altogether.
At this time, it is difficult to say whether this "it" really exists. Judging from the performance of Wenjin, this "it" may still exist, but, like other things in this society, it has become more secret and low-key. .
I am very hesitant to tell the old lady what happened to Huo Ling. This kind of perseverance of Mrs. Huo seems familiar to me, and at the same time I can feel the same. My previous thought was: I have no right to decide for anyone, I should Tell others everything and let him decide for himself, but after so many experiences, I now feel that some truths are really not known, knowing and not knowing, just a few seconds, but your life may be This change, and I do n’t know, may not be a bad thing.
It's a pity that there are some roads where you can't look back when you walk up, and those who are determined can cut off their feet, but the heart will continue to move forward.
After agreeing, we exchanged some details again. To be separated from the oil bottle and the fat man, I felt a little uneasy and a little irritating, but the old lady made a lot of sense, and the oil bottle himself agreed, and I have no objection to the position. It is useless at all, or it is just withdrawing, which is impossible. The fat man hurried back to see the cloud, and ignored my feelings.
On the other hand, I was physically and mentally exhausted. Walking along the line of the oil bottle was extremely dangerous. I felt anxious when I thought about it. I was a little worried about them, but I remembered the situation in that cave. If there was no me at that time, maybe they could withdraw from the whole body, recalling all the past, in almost all environments, I was a burden, so I had no temper. Fortunately, the old lady estimated that they would be able to come back in at most a week.
The old lady, the fat man, and the dull oil bottle definitely set off for Banai after three days. Xie Yuhua and I set off for Sichuan two days later than them, because although our side is safe, the equipment is very special and needs to be ordered from abroad. I feel a bit ominous.
The next few days are very comfortable, because I ca n’t go out, I can only eat old wine and sunbathe. From time to time, I am always anxious, and I will be relieved if I think about it carefully, but if I do n’t think rationally, I just think about it I feel there are some problems that I didn't notice. I don't know if it's intuitive or psychological.
The fat man asked Xiu Xiu to buy us playing cards, and in the next few days he was "hoeing big D" all day. The little girl was particularly interested in us. Every day, we came here to play with us, and the fat man stunned the jade as soon as she came In the pocket, the two smelled each other, making me bothersome.
Three days later, they left for the whole house, leaving me alone. The old house was empty, even though it was gloomy during the day, only then did Xiuxiu feel valuable. We talked about a lot of things when we were little, and many scenes that I can't remember are beginning to be remembered. In fact, we only met once or twice when we met. Several children went from strange to familiar but it was only an hour, and suddenly it was very With emotion, when we know nothing but "Eagle catching chicks", the adults in the room are trapped in such a complicated whirlpool.
Sometimes I always feel that the growth of people is a process of losing happiness, not the other way around.
The house at night was even more terrifying. I stayed up for two nights and almost didn't sleep. I always felt someone gasping in my ear and scared myself so much that I was equipped with it. I almost jumped and left the old house.
Delayed for another four hours at the airport before the pink shirt completed the cargo formalities. I found out that the name on his ID card was Xie Yuchen. It was strange how he had two names. He said that Xie Yuhua was a stage name. The rules in ancient times were mixed out, and the real name could not be used, because acting is a very cheap business, so as not to affect the reputation of parents. In addition, others would not accept that the real name of the person who sing Huadan is actually a dog and the like, Jieyuhua is his The name given to him by the master when learning to sing opera, unfortunately, this name is very domineering, and now his real name will soon be forgotten.
I think it makes a lot of sense. Suddenly, I think that the stuffy oil bottle is also a stage name. If he also sings, it is estimated that he can perform even worse.
I slept to death on the plane. When I got there, I picked up the ground. I rarely cared about it. During this period, the fat man sent me a MMS message. I found that it was Yun and his group photo. Seeing that they had arrived at Agui ’s house, the fat man ’s mouth was grinning. . After we went to the airport to pick up the goods, we saw those so-called special equipment for the first time.
It's all something like "ribs" with reinforced structure, like the chest part of animal bone made of iron. It's about half a person tall and can be disassembled. "What kind of stuff is this?" I asked the pink shirt. He said: "This is our nest."