As soon as I heard that the owner of this snack bar was indeed a "bad guy", I might as well not ask him, so I wanted to ask someone else again.
I turned around and looked around, and at a glance I saw an old shop with half a door panel on the corner.
Looking at the facade It sells groceries.
But the strange thing is that in front of the shop, there is a small coffin-like wooden box hanging with a hemp rope.
The box body has been painted black with many coats of paint.
It looks very old.
The paint is peeling and weathered.
Just look at the wood.
From the fineness, we knew it was red sandalwood.
It must be an ancient object of some origin, and its shape was unusual.
The more I looked at it, the more surprised I became.
I never thought that in this inconspicuous and remote town, I would encounter such a thing.
It can be regarded as the blessing of our "Golden Colonel".
I kept my eyes on the "black box" hanging in front of the store for a long time, and I saw it accurately.
I had an idea in my mind, and I didn't expect to miss it, so I turned to the bald-headed boss and asked: "I want to ask you something more.
Is that grocery store on the street state-owned or individual?”
While the bald-headed boss was busy on the stove, he raised his head and glanced at the shop I was talking about, and replied: "That one is an individual.
The old shopkeeper is called Li Shuguo.
He is an outsider from Baoding Prefecture.
He is an old man who fights indiscriminately.
I know how to make shells, but I don’t know how to do business.
I don’t have anything serious.
If you want to buy anything, you might as well go down the street and there are state-owned stores.”
As soon as I heard that the owner of the grocery store was from Baoding Prefecture, it was even more correct.
I thanked the bald man and went back to sit down next to Shiry Yang and others.
Shiry Yang asked me: "How do I find out the news?"
I said: "No one here knows that there is a brainless king, but they discovered something else unexpectedly."
As I said this, I pointed to the grocery store on the corner of the street and asked everyone to look at the "black box" hanging in front of the store.
The fat man wondered: "It's a coffin shop.
Who are you going to buy a coffin for, Old Hu?"
Sun Jiuye said that it was definitely not a coffin model.
He had been walking around in the countryside all year round and had never seen such a coffin shop among the people.
Besides, there were no grocery stores that sold coffins.
He didn’t know what the significance of hanging a wooden box at the door was.
Could it be that he had eaten enough?
Supported Shiry Yang's maternal grandfather was a famous "mountain-moving Taoist" during the Republic of China.
He was familiar with all the ways in the rivers, lakes and green forests.
Therefore, although Shiry Yang grew up overseas, he was familiar with the code words of the mountain scriptures in the rivers and lakes.
Even though Professor Sun Jiuye and Fatty didn't know what was going on, she had already seen some clues and said to me: "This wooden box is full of holes, like a beekeeper's beehive.
I'm afraid the shopkeeper is a honeycomb."
Coming from the mountains.”
Sun Jiuye was puzzled when he heard this: "You can't keep bees in Fengfengshan.
Look at the holes.
They are of different sizes and depths.
There are no rules at all.
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They may have been poked out with knives.
They may have been made by some kind of local species."
Customs.
Don’t rush to judge.
We must respect the folk customs of the local people.”
I said: "Professor Sun, you are really not an ordinary layman in this area.
I don't even bother to argue with you.
Let's not just talk.
Let's go in and buy some things to see if there is a veteran from Fenghuang Mountain hiding in this store." good."
In fact, the fat man knew nothing, but he still didn't know how to pretend to understand.
He said to Sun Jiuye: "You are so timid.
Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand.
Don't think that you are an expert and can make irresponsible remarks in all fields.
Experts and professors are not omnipotent.
In the future, Let me learn from Fatty, and I will go in and open your eyes."
After saying that, he took a few bites of food, picked up his backpack, and came with us to the door of the old shop.
There were two people in the shop, an old man and a young man.
The old man was seventy or eighty years old, and his hair and beard were all gray.
Holding two iron balls in his hands, he was lying on a bamboo chair, half asleep and half awake.
I thought this person was the old shopkeeper named Li; The two braids hang down on her chest, and she looks neat and tidy from top to bottom.
At first glance, she is a local Sichuan girl.
She doesn't seem to have any blood relationship with the old shopkeeper, so she may be a salesperson in the store.
When she saw us entering the store, she immediately greeted us and asked me what I wanted to buy.
I looked around.
Although the furnishings in the store were old, they were spotlessly clean.
There was an old wooden counter that had been used for I don’t know how many years.
It was polished to a shiny shine.
The most conspicuous thing on the counter was a large row of glass.
The jars are filled with colorful southern sugar and some local products.
All kinds of goods on the shelves are neatly arranged.
I know that "Fengfengshan" is also a craftsman in the 72nd line.
This kind of shop does two completely different businesses, openly and secretly.
But if a stranger comes in directly, the shop owner will never do real business with you.
Buy and sell.
I was thinking about finding an excuse first.
I happened to need some sundries when I went into the mountain to rob a tomb.
I came out in a hurry and hadn't made any purchases yet, so I said to the girl, "Sister, we want to buy candles, good white paper, string,...
Matches and two pounds of candy.”
The girl understood clearly and immediately took out the things I wanted one by one according to the quantity.
The fat man next to me added for me: "Sister, the candles also need to be of good quality.
We don't want the candles if they are not famous brands."
The girl thought that the fat man was making fun of her, so she said angrily: "You are just making trouble.
Who would buy a candle and look at the brand?"
At this time, the old shopkeeper opened his eyes a little, rubbed the iron ball in his hand and said to the girl: "Yao Meier, these people are all distinguished guests from outside, so we must not be rude."
I saw the old shopkeeper woke up, and I thought that the girl was so young that she didn't look like someone from "Honeycomb Mountain".
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Although the old shopkeeper was old, she was not stupid and spoke well.
Maybe she was the girl from "Honeycomb Mountain".
Big expert, I want to make an inquiry right now: "Old shopkeeper, I plan to exchange some licensed goods with you.
I wonder if there are any ready-made ones."
The old shopkeeper said calmly: "All the shipping items are on the counter.
If the customers want anything, just ask Yao Meier and buy it."
I thought to myself that the old shopkeeper was deliberately playing dumb with me, and deliberately told him his true intention using code words.
But I had only heard my grandfather Hu Guohua say some things, mostly inverted cuts, which were very similar to the universal "Shan Jing Lip".
"Classic" but not very familiar with it I learned that although I knew a few words, I couldn't speak clearly.
I couldn't find the right words for a while, but I couldn't ask directly, lest I be regarded as an "amateur" by the other party, so I quickly winked at Shirey Yang and asked her to come out.
Talk face to face.
Shiry Yang nodded in understanding, stepped forward and said to the old shopkeeper intentionally or unintentionally: "Looking up when passing by a high mountain, there is a gold plate on the mountain; behind the gold plate there are silver plates, all rows of them have the prefix "bee".
Hearing this, the old shopkeeper opened his eyes suddenly and looked Shirey Yang up and down.
He seemed not to believe that these words could come out of her mouth.
He thought he had heard wrongly, so he immediately called up the "Shan Jing" and asked: "A mirror looks at two mountains, and the golden wind blows across your face; I don't know where I pass by Fengshan, and I recognize the gold and silver bee sign."
Shiryyang Yang answered without thinking: "The kites are flying in the wind as they follow the mountains, and the horses are whipping to catch up on the journey; don't be surprised if the team is not uniform, and don't worry about the lack of politeness."
The old shopkeeper looked even more surprised and asked: "Why are you here at the top of the mountain?"
Shiry Yang said: "I don't want to go up or down, I want to ask for a beehive."
The old shopkeeper stroked his beard and nodded slightly, but he may still be a little uneasy and continued to ask: "It's nice to see Master Bee, but it's hard to invite beehives.
I don't know what you can do if you invite me."
Shiryyang Yang refused to reveal his whereabouts easily, and only said: "The tea leaves a name for the mountain guests, and the door welcomes guests from all over the world.
They are all from the mountains, why bother asking about Miao Gen."
The old shopkeeper slapped his thigh, stood up from the bamboo chair, and praised: "That makes sense.
I have never heard anyone say it so openly in the past decades.
Yaomei'er, please invite the distinguished guests to the back room." ” I could still understand the general meaning of the exchange between Shiry Yang and the old shopkeeper, but Fatty and Sun Jiuye were in a fog and had no idea where they were.
The fat man heard it in both ears, but he didn't think twice about it.
Only Professor Sun was stunned and stunned on the spot.
When we all entered the back room, we heard him muttering to himself in the back: "It's all What kind of slang are you talking about?"
We followed the old shopkeeper and Yao Meier into the back room.
Behind his shop was a two-story wooden building, which was where daily life was done.
However, he did not lead us to the living room, but to the basement.
The basement is like a handicraft workshop.
There are four or five sand wheels in it.
The walls are full of hidden weapons such as "sleeve arrows, darts, hand nails, and flying tiger claws."
There are all kinds of equipment.
There is everything we have never seen before, and there are some things that we can’t even name, let alone how to use.
Professor Sun grabbed me from behind and asked what was going on.
What was the wooden box hanging at the door of the store?
What was Honeycomb Mountain?
He said a few slang words and brought us here.
I said Master Jiu, you should really study hard.
I guess you don’t know how great the sky is since you got the false title of professor.
There are many problems if you don’t study.
If you don’t study for two days, you will go downhill.
If you don’t study for three days, you won’t be able to survive.
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What will happen if things continue like this?
Professor Sun said: "Stop joking, I don't want to rest on my laurels, but where can I learn these skills?
What kind of medicine are they selling in this gourd?"
I had to give him a brief explanation.
Since ancient times, there have been many illegal activities, so all walks of life have their own code words, which are now called "jargon".
However, lines are separated like mountains.
In order to facilitate widespread communication, a set of common words has been produced in the seventy-two lines.
The large incision is called "Shan Jing".
"Fengfengshan" is a craftsman who specializes in making various "pin tools".
However, concealed weapons have been banned since ancient times and are more dangerous than regulated knives.
No one has ever openly opened a shop to sell them.
There was a secret deal, and a black wooden box was hung in front of the shop, with holes all over it.
They were all shot out when testing concealed weapons.
They were hung in front of the door.
A knowledgeable person would know that there were concealed weapons for sale in this shop at a glance.
After entering, they could trade and buy them by talking in jargon.
If they didn’t understand the game, they would It’s because you don’t know how to do it, and secondly, no matter how much money they can offer, no one will sell you the real thing.
I explained it to Professor Sun and then went over to chat with the old shopkeeper.
It turns out that Shopkeeper Li’s ancestral home is Baoding Prefecture, Hebei Province, which is a famous hometown of martial arts.
Generations of Shopkeeper Li’s family have been skilled craftsmen from the “Honeycomb Mountain”, specializing in all kinds of ingenious instruments.
After the July 7th Incident, the Sino-Japanese War broke out in full force.
Shopkeeper Li fled to Sichuan, kept his name anonymous, and opened an old shop selling groceries under a false name.
In fact, he still wanted to do his old business.
However, after the liberation, these crafts and mountain scriptures were gradually lost.
There has been no Zhangfa on the concealed weapon for decades, and the wooden box is still hung in front of the door.
It is entirely out of "seeing the saddle, thinking of the horse, seeing the horse" It’s a nostalgic act of remembering things and people.
I didn’t expect that some customers would recognize the sign with the word “bee” in it.
Fortunately, the style of that time is still there.
Our team entered Sichuan this time.
Except for the engineering shovel, we didn’t bring any sharp weapons with us.
We didn’t even dare to bring a paratrooper knife.
We went into the depths of Wushan Mountain to look for ancient tombs with empty fists.
Our hands were inevitably a little weak.
Fortunately, here When you see a sign with the word "bee" in a small town, you will naturally want to buy some handy equipment.
We picked a few things.
No one uses Xiujian darts these days.
We just need to find some edged weapons for self-defense.
The old shopkeeper had the "Emei Thorn" here, which was short and sharp, made of fine steel, and easy to carry, so everyone chose one and hid it on their body.
The fat man also liked the only "Lianzhu Quick Crossbow", which has a range greater than No rifle is allowed, but a box of forty-two "Sangmen Crossbows" are all fast-firing arrows that can shoot through armor within dozens of steps.
Only the skilled craftsmen in "Honeycomb Mountain" can make such sharp arrows. equipment.
The fat man asked: "Old shopkeeper, you have so many things here.
I'm spoiled for choice.
I don't know which of them is Zhenshan's treasure.
Let us have a look at it."
The old shopkeeper laughed and said: "I don't think it's a mountain treasure, but there is an extremely delicate instrument.
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It is the old man's proud work.
It has been left here to rust for many years.
It shouldn't be It has its due destination, but I don’t know if you are aware of it or not.
Interested.
Dele, let's take a look first, heroes, please take a look."
As he spoke, he opened a lying box.
There was something inside, which was densely wrapped in brocade.
When he opened the brocade, I Fatty and Shiry Yang exclaimed at the same time: "Golden Steel Umbrella" The "Golden Steel Umbrella" is the protective equipment of Captain Mo Jin.
Back then, "Elder Liao Chen" of Wuku Temple passed down one, and it was brought back from the United States by Shiry Yang.
However, we went to Yunnan to steal the "Xian Wang Umbrella" Tomb", it was lost.
The materials and production process of this umbrella are secrets.
It has been lost for a long time.
It is impossible to find someone to make another one.
I never thought that shopkeeper Li had made such an umbrella.
A thought flashed in my mind: "Is it possible that the old man made it?"
The shopkeeper also served as a gold captain":