World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 362

After leaving the hotel entrance, Fatty Xiao received a call from Bian Wu.

Bian Wu told us that he had arrived at the designated place, and the news had already spread as early as two or three o'clock in the afternoon. It is estimated that the city was full of storms among his colleagues in Mangshan.

Fatty Xiao said speechlessly: "Can you talk to us without changing your voice, like an eunuch!"

Bian Wu replied: "Some time ago, in order to support the pot, I took medicine and alkaline water, but I couldn't change it for a while, and I was trying my best to adjust."

I guess the lunatics also ate this thing in order to avoid the old manager's pursuit.

When I was chatting with crazy bugs before.

This guy has been drinking the water in his water glass, and his throat is a little hoarse after drinking it.

The news is out.

We must get to the coordinates as soon as possible!
There is little idle soil on the top of Beimen Mountain.

It is full of old tombs of Luoyang people.

Mang Mountain is a land of incomparable magic and treasures everywhere.

It is an exaggeration to say that farmers farm in the fields when they are busy, and swing two hoes at the foot of the mountain when they are free. They may dig out a Xia, Shang and Zhou clay pot to use as a pickle jar, and Guquan fifty treasures for children to make shuttlecocks for kicking.

Due to the countless treasures, the phenomenon of tomb robbery in Mangshan has existed since ancient times.

The peak of the wind of tomb robbery was from the late Qing Dynasty to [-].

Before that, farmers and tomb robbers basically visited ancient tombs. The problem of damage existed, but it was not that serious.

However, due to the weakness and incompetence of the late Qing Dynasty, they were forced to borrow money from other countries to build the railway. When the railway was built to Mangshan, the construction workers unearthed a large number of exquisite antiques, almost every mile and a tomb, which caused a sensation in the world.

Treasure grabbing groups at home and abroad began to gather in Mangshan.

A large number of cultural relics were destroyed and stolen.

This nightmare lasted until the 40s before it was ended.

The famous tomb-robbing artifact "Luoyang shovel" was invented by a man from Mangshan called Li Yazi during this period.

From the 80s to the 90s, many antique dealers shoveled a lot of land in Mangshan, and later made a lot of money.

So far, many people have built a house in Mangshan, which is a small shop or restaurant on the surface, and secretly dug a tunnel into Mangshan to steal antiques.

It can be said that Mangshan's sensitivity to antiques is engraved in the blood.

Under such a general environment, Bian Wu spread the news about Jiaoweiqin in Mangshan, just throwing a little bait, and the tomb robbers would smell the smell and move.

Since it was a fire, the three of me, Xiao Zhu, and Fatty Xiao went out in a big way.

Of course, the old manager would suspect that we were playing tricks by going to Qin so openly.

But he dared not not come to us.

Because Jiao Weiqin is too important to him, he can't afford to lose.

He may even think that we don't shy away from it, maybe we deliberately put the fog in the fog to make him misunderstand that we are playing a game, forcing him not to come to us, so that we can pretend to be real and take down the piano.

Fake and real.

Psychology is king.

It happened that a van stopped not far away. There was a cardboard box behind the windshield with the words "Go to Fengxiang, Mangshan Mountain" written on it. The location was basically the same as the place we went to. The driver was directing people to move the goods.

It is estimated that it is a delivery truck coming from the countryside to the city.

Fatty Xiao walked over and patted the driver on the shoulder: "Brother, are you going back to Fengxiang tonight?"

The driver turned around.

We were almost taken aback.

There was a large sarcoma on the guy's neck, the size of an adult's fist, dangling there.

He replied: "Come back, what are you doing?"

Fatty Xiao said: "Let's hire your car and make a price!"

Big Sarcoma sized us up: "Why are you going to Fengxiang?"

Fatty Xiao patted the camera hanging around his neck, and replied, "Donkey friend, let's go up the mountain to take pictures of the sunrise."

The big sarcoma stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the money!"

Fatty Xiao asked, "How much do you want?"

The big sarcoma spread out into a palm.Fatty Xiao asked: "Fifty?"

The big head tumor replied: "What about playing? Five thousand!"

so expensive? !

We looked at each other.

Fatty Xiao said: "Brother, what we gave you is money, not ghost coins. Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

The big sarcoma replied: "You guys asked the price, just say whether to go or not!"

Fatty Xiao said, "Bye!"

There is still time.

We're looking for a new car.

But the big sarcoma jerked Fatty Xiao violently, his eyes bulging out: "You don't understand the rules?!"

Fatty Xiao asked back, "What rules?"

The big sarcoma replied: "The rules on the road! Asking questions is not on the road! Taking pictures of the sunrise? Don't do this with me! Don't you just want to go to the mountains to dig ghosts..."

Fatty Xiao reacted very quickly, grabbed his collar, pinned him to the car, covered his mouth with his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Who the hell are you?!"

The big sarcoma was whimpered by him, motioning for Fatty Xiao to let go of his mouth.

I asked Fatty Xiao to let go first.

The big sarcoma gasped for a while before he could catch his breath, but he was not afraid of us at all, and said, "There are too many people like you in the Mangshan area! I have to take several waves up the mountain every year, and the asking price is always 5000 yuan." !"

Fatty Xiao frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Big Sarcoma said: "What do you mean? Haven't you heard of the Mangshan Leading Army?!"

I suddenly realized.

The so-called leading troops are ordinary people who are familiar with the local environment of Mangshan Mountain. They usually have serious jobs and dare not go to the tomb robbery. extra money.

It is equivalent to a tour guide in the tomb robbery business.

This part-time job has existed in the Mangshan area since ancient times.

I didn't expect to run into it as soon as I went out.

This kind of leading army is actually a piece of land, and it cannot be offended, let alone threatened.

For example, the big sarcoma has decided to take us to Fengxiang, and he will tell his companions the relevant news as soon as possible.

If there is no news from the big sarcoma at the specified time, his companion will decisively choose to report to the public.

This operation is equivalent to the one-click notification policy for night trips introduced by Didi Taxi.

I patted him on the shoulder: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Add one thousand to you, let's get on the road!"

After speaking.

I asked Xiaozhu to give me the money.

The big sarcoma spit on his finger, counted some money, and after confirming that it is correct, let us wait a while.

He turned his back and sent a message on his mobile phone.

It should be to inform the companion that he is going to lead the way.

When there were no mobile phones before, they also had special means of notification.

What exactly.

I don't quite know either.

The big sarcoma beckoned us to the car.

In the car, the big sarcoma said: "First of all, I wish all the guests a successful and prosperous trip to Mangshan Mountain! My name is Huang, and you can call me Dahuang! Several guests tell me the detailed time and place, so that I can arrive on time , send God up the mountain smoothly, and will definitely keep it secret.”

I didn't answer directly, but asked, "How is your business level?"

Da Huang replied: "Let's put it this way, the Leading Army has two main businesses. One is the geographical environment business. Mangshan Mountain stretches for more than four hundred miles, just like my family's one-acre three-point land. The other is the humanities knowledge business. The emperors, generals, dignitaries and dignitaries buried in Mang Mountain, no matter official history or unofficial history, can be counted as treasures."

Fatty Xiao asked, "Really?!"

(End of this chapter)