Uncle Qi had been waiting by the phone.
When he saw Zhang Guozhong and Lao Liutou entering the room, he hurriedly handed the receiver to Zhang Guozhong.
"Hello" "Hey Mr.
Liao."
The voice on the other side was full of ruffian spirit.
Although it was a bit old, it could only be said to be worse than the traitorous vigor in Wang Zihao's words.
Descendants of aoshan Maoshan "Hello, my surname is Zhang.
You can tell me directly.
Do you know Master Liao?"
Zhang Guozhong frowned.
"It's not an ordinary relationship.
I grew up with my butt naked, but I was very sad when he washed it off later," the other party said.
"I would like to ask if you ever mentioned his nightmare to you before he died," Zhang Guozhong said.
"Please wait a moment, let me think about it."
The person opposite thought for a while, "Yes, he said he dreamed about Bodhisattva."
When the person opposite said this, Zhang Guozhong suddenly became energetic, "Well, what next?"
"Oh, you're evil.
He told me that he dreamed of the Bodhisattva on his bed.
I thought he was joking, but he was very serious.
He said that he dreamed of the Bodhisattva on his bed.
It was eerie.
Yes, I scared him awake."
The other party's tone seemed a bit hasty, "Later, after he told me about this matter, he had a car accident within a few days.
It scared me. " "Just in bed."
Zhang Guozhong was surprised.
It was difficult to imagine what the Bodhisattva looked like in bed.
At this time, the voice on the other side seemed a little confused, "Yeah, by the way, and he also said that the Bodhisattva is a statue.
The seven pieces of silver can eat people.
The one that swallows one piece of silver is very scary when I think about it.
No.
Ask carefully."
"Bodhisattva statue eats people" Zhang Guozhong was confused.
What kind of dream was this?
Could it be that Zhao Kuncheng would kill him for such a boring nightmare, even at the risk of losing ten years of his life?
"Mr.
Mouse" Zhang Guozhong didn't know what to call the man opposite him, "Didn't he say anything else?"
"No, we were in a sauna at the time, and the subsequent conversation was all about female silver."
"Thank you, by the way, I haven't asked you what to call me yet."
Out of politeness, Zhang Guozhong felt that he should be polite.
"My surname is Li, just call me Li Tong."
After being polite for a while, Zhang Guozhong hung up the phone.
"Brother, that rat said that Master Liao dreamed that the Bodhisattva statue could eat people.
What do you think is weird?"
Zhang Guozhong lit a cigarette.
"Eating people" Old Liu Tou also fell into deep thought, "Let's move the bed away first and dig down."
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More than a dozen workers worked hard to move Master Liao's "sleigh bed" imported from the United States.
It was damaged with a clang and the floor was pried open.
It turns out that only half of the Liao family's ancestral house has a basement, and the other half only has a closed space about one meter high underground to prevent moisture.
There is no basement, and Master Liao's room is exactly where there is no basement.
After nearly a day of smashing, a hole similar in size to the previous location of the bed was dug out in the floor.
Below it was damp foundation soil and two or three load-bearing pillars.
"Keep digging" Zhang Guozhong went down to the moisture-proof space and started digging with the workers.
After digging for more than one meter, and digging deeper and deeper, and it was no longer possible to hide anything, a worker shouted, "There is something here."
Everyone came together and found that the worker used the shovel to dig down hard, that is, Make a "dang" sound.
Zhang Guozhong came closer and slowly dug out the upper layer of floating soil with a shovel, and buried an iron box in the ground.
Zhang Guozhong was somewhat disappointed when he opened the iron box.
I saw that the inner wall of this iron box was inlaid with a layer of peach wood, and the gaps in the lid were sealed with rubber.
What was inside was not a land deed, but a piece of broken jade.
After Zhang Guozhong looked at it, he found that it was a piece of dead jade, and According to the standard of dead jade, the more impurities and poorer the quality, the better.
The quality is very good.
Old Liu Tou looked at the dead jade carefully and said, "It's old, I guess it's from the Song Dynasty."
Liu Tou said.
"This" Old Liu Tou was also stupid, "How could the Liao family bury this thing?"
"Could it be that this is not from the Liao family?"
Zhang Guozhong suddenly remembered that his master and himself buried a dead jade in Licun.
Maybe this jade was also buried by a capable person earlier.
But this idea was immediately rejected by an older worker next to him.
According to that worker’s experience, for a three-story building with each floor at least four meters high like the Liao family’s ancestral house, the foundation must be dug at least four meters.
The soil that is about one meter deep must be dug out, so it is certain that if the architect who designed the Liao family's ancestral house was not a fool, then this box must have been buried after the ancestral house was built.
"That's weird."
Looking at the square piece of dead jade in his hand, Zhang Guozhong didn't know why.
It was a piece of dead jade that was almost a brick.
Both sides seemed to have been polished, but it was not smooth.
There were some uneven patterns, but it was definitely It's not the Bodhisattva statue that Liao Siqu dreamed of.
It's so messed up that you can't tell what it looks like.
"Could this be the reason why young master Liao has nightmares?"
Uncle Qi was also very surprised about this piece of dead jade, especially after hearing Zhang Guozhong introduce the use of death jade in Maoshan surgery, he was even more confused.
"It shouldn't be."
Uncle Qi looked at the piece of dead jade.
Looking carefully, "This house was built by my grandfather.
My ancestors have never heard of rituals to exorcise ghosts.
Moreover, according to what you said, even if rituals were performed, how could such an unlucky thing be buried under my house?"
" As soon as he said this, Zhang Guozhong couldn't figure it out.
Yes, he and his master buried the dead jade, digging a pit more than ten meters deep, and it was in the wilderness far away from the village.
No matter how stupid the seventh uncle's grandfather was, he could not You're not stupid enough to bury something like this in your house, right?
"The guy next door holding up the corpse," Old Liu Tou suddenly thought, "Isn't he always known as a jade expert?
Show it to him."
Yes, Qin Ge, a ready-made expert on ancient jade, isn't he recuperating next door?
"This jade is a map."
Qin Ge looked at the dead jade for two hours before suddenly speaking.
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Zhang Guozhong and Liu were about to fall asleep.
When Qin Ge said this, the two of them were stunned.
"What do you mean?"
Zhang Guozhong was confused.
"It's a map to enter a certain treasure or open a certain mechanism."
Qin Ge couldn't sit up at this moment, so he could only hold the dead jade in one hand and talk while lying down.
"Map" Zhang Guozhong came up to Qin Ge and looked at this strange piece of dead jade, "This is a map."
"Headmaster Zhang, help me up."
Qin Ge grinned and sat up, holding the dead jade in one hand and twirling one side of the jade with his thumb, "Please bring rice paper and ink pads."
After a while, the rice paper and ink pad were brought over by a maid.
Qin Ge used his fingers to smear the ink pad on one side of the dead jade, and printed it on the rice paper.
It was a messy large area, with a bit of a diagonal mesh, but it could not be seen that it was something.
Qin Ge smiled slightly and smeared ink pad on the other side of the jade, overlapping the outline that had been printed just now.
When the jade was lifted up, he saw that among the two overlapping imprints, a clear image of Guanyin was imprinted on both sides of the jade.
It is vivid in the overlapping prints.
There is a thick mark in the middle of the Guanyin statue.
I don’t know whether it is because the force of Qin Ge’s seal was not even when it was printed, or whether it was something originally on the jade that represented some special meaning.
"Hurry up and put down Jade."
When Old Liu saw the Guanyin statue, he immediately felt like he was electrocuted.
"There is something in here."
Old Liu said as he picked up the compass and approached Yu.
Strangely, there was no response.
"Guozhong, please open your eyes."
Old Liu Tou always had a headache to open his eyes.
With his eyes open, Zhang Guozhong discovered that this was an ordinary piece of dead jade.
It seemed to have nothing in it, except that there was a little black block in the middle of the jade.
"There's a little black patch in the middle," Zhang Guozhong said, wondering at the same time.
He had opened his eyes many times before.
Regardless of whether it was yin or yang, all he saw was a mist.
What on earth was this black patch?
After looking at the compass for a long time, there was no reaction, and Old Liu Tou didn't know why.
"Master Liao said that he dreamed of Bodhisattva eating people, and the dead jade has a Bodhisattva engraved on it, which means that this dead jade has sealed things, but it doesn't seem to be anything."
"Old Liu Tou put away the compass, "It's better to be more careful."
"Uncle Qi, it seems that you misunderstood Zhao Kuncheng," Zhang Guozhong said.
"What he wants is not your ancestor's land deed.
It is even possible that he doesn't even know that there is such a thing as a land deed in your ancestral house."
Hidden" "You mean, that's what he did for this?"
Uncle Qi held the rice paper with the image of Guanyin printed on it and kept marveling.
"Yes," Zhang Guozhong said, "Not only for this, but he seems to not want you to know that there is such a thing buried at home."
Zhang Guozhong picked up the dead jade.
Uncle Qi was also helpless at this moment.
He thought he could find the land deed, but he didn't know what it was when he found it.
At night, Zhang Guozhong was pondering over this so-called map that had no beginning or end when he suddenly heard a commotion downstairs, followed by a rapid knock on the door.
"Please come in."
Zhang Guozhong put away the map.
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Aguang opened the door and was covered in sweat.
"Mr.
Zhang is not well.
All those mercenaries have fainted and are now being rescued in the hospital.
Maybe Zhao Kuncheng is here to cause trouble again."
"What?"
Zhang Guozhong felt a chill in his heart.
Is this Zhao Kuncheng a human?
Although he was also injured at the time, it was a soft injury after all.
And the guy was shot by Qin Ge, but it was a hard gunshot wound.
How could he heal so quickly?
It’s back with a vengeance.
“Don’t worry about the ancestral home, where is Mr.
Liu?”
"I'm already waiting for you downstairs," A Guang said.
Zhang Guozhong packed up the guys and trotted downstairs, where he saw A Guang had parked his car at the door.
"Mr.
Aguang, there is no need to go to the ancestral home today."
Zhang Guozhong took out the dagger, "That kid will come to the door by himself."
At this moment, Old Liu Tou has also begun to set up a formation at the door, "If you dare to come, grandpa, I will send him to the crematorium today."
"Then why don't I find some people?"
Aguang was sweating profusely.
"No need."
Zhang Guozhong took out a handful of incense and lit it.
"Go and protect Uncle Qi and give me the walkie-talkie.
If anything goes wrong, tell us right away."
Zhang Guozhong knew very well that Zhao Kuncheng had put life and death aside at this moment.
Although he didn't know what this Guanyin statue had.
What an important secret, but if Zhao Kuncheng finds out that what he wants has been taken away, he will definitely not let it go.
"Wait a minute," Old Liu Tou called back to A Guang, "Do you still remember where I found those eight people to stand last time?
Where Old Liu Tou put the golden bell jar last time, I also found those people to stand there so that Uncle Qi could sit too.
Guozhong, go back to that place, go up with him, what if he goes straight to the Seventh Master?"
"With this here, I don't believe that he went to Uncle Qi first."
Zhang Guozhong took out the dead jade from his arms and weighed it.
"The worst thing I can do is give him this thing by then, so that everyone can stay safe."
At this moment, Zhang Guozhong's thoughts were still biased.
Yu Tianzhen thought that Zhao Kuncheng would stop after getting this thing: