Super Red Packet

Chapter 370

Because he patted very lightly, there was no sound, but when he raised his hand, the edge of the Kang had been broken from the middle.

Meng Xiaoben laughed and said, "What kind of bad wood did Kang Yan use to make you? He broke himself before I sat down?"

The old man's eyes immediately stared like two balls, he stared at Meng Xiaoben firmly, was surprised for a long time, and then stammered, "What kind of kung fu are you doing?"

"No effort, just pat casually, or should I pat your shoulder?"

Meng Xiaoben jokingly raised his hand and was about to pat the old man on the shoulder.

When the old man saw Meng Xiaoben's palm raised, he was so frightened that he hurriedly retracted his body to the top of the kang, and quickly waved his hands and said: "Don't shoot, don't shoot, my old bones are not as hard as the edge of the kang."

"Look at me these two times, can I go to the cave where the ancient mang king hides soldiers?" Meng Xiaoben asked with a smile.

The old man was already sweating profusely, slapped his hands and said: "It seems that I have met a real expert today in my whole life! I agree to be your guide, and I will not charge you any money. But let me tell you, I am nothing A person with a noble style is just holding a breath in my heart. This breath has been holding me for 30 years. In my lifetime, I must go into the cave of the ancient mang king to see what it looks like there? Otherwise, I will not rest in peace!"

Qian Jun held the old man's hands tightly: "We will not treat you badly. After completing the task, you will get what you deserve."

Tears flashed in the old man's eyes, "My old bones, I will try one last time in my lifetime. Do you know? Just two days ago, I had an old friend who heard that an islander came and wanted to I went to be a guide and searched for the cave where King Gumang’s troops were hidden. The offer was 1000 million yuan, but I rejected it. Just now I saw the real kung fu of this gentleman, and I felt that there was a glimmer of hope.”

"Islanders?" Meng Xiaoben asked, "Is there only one of them here?"

"He said there were five of them in total and convinced me they were capable enough. But I turned them down anyway."

"And you know where they went after that?"

"I heard from my friend that they are still looking for a guide. Because in the Daxing'an Mountains, if you don't have the best guide, it's impossible to move at all. The five islanders are no exception."

Meng Xiaoben and Qian Jun exchanged glances: It seems that we are ahead of the islanders.

"Then let's get ready and set off tomorrow morning," Qian Jun said.

The old man looked at everyone, "There are only four of us now, including a woman. None of you have experience in tomb robbery. You must not have enough hands, so we need to find two more helpers."

Qian Jun said, "Yes, but don't waste time."

Old Yaoying got off the kang to put on his shoes and said, "I'll take you to see him now."

Half an hour later, Old Yaoying led the three of them to a private house.

The one who came out to open the door was a young man in his 20s. He was very energetic. His name was Zhang Xiu. Although he was young, he had already fought against the old Yaoying several times.

The old Harrier Eagle told Zhang Xiuyi, and Zhang Xiu cheered and jumped to go.

When his wife heard that she was going to find King Gumang's Tibetan soldiers, her face turned pale with fright, and she objected loudly: "Go to the Tibetan soldier's cave again? Last time you went there for a month, there were five of you when you left, and only you and Harrier came back. Lord, the three of you left there! Want to go now? Do you think it’s too late to die?”

Zhang Xiu scolded: "You stinky old woman knows how to be a fork! This time we are going with the government. This is archaeology, not tomb robbery. We are protecting national cultural relics!"

His wife also became angry: "You are noble, but you are high-minded? Weigh you in half? Are you still protecting national cultural relics? It is your turn to protect national cultural relics?"

Zhang Xiu was so blushed with choking that her neck was thick, and it took her a long time to say: "Anyway, Master Harrier's business is my business. If there is no Master Harrier, I will die twice. Wherever Master Harrier goes, I will follow."

Seeing that Zhang Xiu was determined, his wife burst into tears and shouted: "Okay, you go, you go, I will be a widow at home this time!"

Said, put on clothes and went out, and went back to her mother's house.

Zhang Xiu ignored her, tidied up and left with everyone.

After leaving Zhang Xiu's house, he came to a small village in the suburbs.

Old Harrier Eagle said: "Without Chuanshanlong, it is basically useless. We have to invite him out today no matter what."

Chuanshanlong's home is at the east end of the village, in a low farmhouse.

The house is dilapidated, and Chuanshanlong is eating.

He is over 40 years old, with big arms and round waist, like a black iron tower, exuding a heroic and domineering spirit.

It turned out that Chuanshanlong's wife had a serious illness, had surgery in Hohhot, and had just returned home from the hospital.

Chuan Shanlong said: "My wife's illness has been cured at least, but I have used up all the money the family has accumulated over the years, and I still owe a foreign debt. I am afraid I will not be able to pay it off in this life."

Qian Jun asked, "How much debt do you owe?"

Chuanshanlong extended a slap.

"50?"

"Where, 50." Chuanshanlong smiled wryly for a while, "If it's [-], I'll smash and sell this old bone, and it won't be enough."

"Just fifty thousand?" Qian Jun asked again.

"What?" Chuanshanlong stuffed half a green onion into his mouth, and said while chewing, "2000 is not enough? I sell mountain products and corn, and I am so busy all year round that I can't save 20 yuan. The [-] It will take more than [-] years to pay off, you said, is it a decimal?"

Chuanshanlong said, his eye circles were a little wet.

Qian Jun took out ten stacks of banknotes from his bag and put them on the table: "One hundred thousand. Fifty thousand to pay off the debt, and fifty thousand to settle down. Is it enough?"

Chuanshanlong looked at the backpack and asked, "What do you mean?"

Chuanshanlong was stunned: "This, this, this..."

Qian Jun smiled and said, "Brother, you can take it. If there is not enough money, we will call you from the account later."

"This, this," Chuanshanlong blushed, "This, receiving rewards for nothing, this is absolutely impossible."

"We need you to go with us to find the Cangbing Cave. If we succeed, we will give you another 20 yuan," Qian Jun said.

Chuanshanlong looked at a table of banknotes, thought for a while, and slapped the table: "Success. For the sake of being so straightforward, I will sell my life to my brother."

Old Harrier Eagle said: "Take it out."

Chuanshanlong looked at the old Harrier Eagle.It seems that there is a tacit understanding between the two, Chuanshanlong understands what the old Yaoying said.

Chuan Shanlong pushed the table aside, put on his shoes and went to an old box, and moved the old box away. There was a square hole in the wall, and there was a yellowed book inside.

Chuan Shanlong said: "This book was written by a wandering Taoist priest. It was not printed, but only manuscripts. This Taoist priest studied a lot of historical materials in the early Qing Dynasty and inspected the Daxing'anling area for more than [-] years. The book. It describes the location of the ancient mang king's cave. Later, this book was circulated among the people."

(End of this chapter)