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Chapter 1
Chapter 1 Duke Cao's Suspected Tomb

The first section of the ancient bottle storm (1)
"Name!!"

"Liu Jinwei."

"Hey, didn't I remember your name, butt?"

"Comrade policeman, that butt is a nickname. My original name is Liu Jinwei. That name is a distorted name given by my mother. People have been used to calling it since they were young, because it sounds pleasing to the ear and makes people laugh. Didn’t they all get called, and they called me for more than 20 years.”

"Oh, no wonder, I said that I am also in charge of this film. I have always heard people call you a butt, but I have never heard of your name."

"You are laughing at me. You said that I am honest and honest. I have never done any bad things. I have never stolen briquettes. I have never obeyed someone's bicycle bell or something. How could I get along with you..."

"What do you mean, you are wronged for letting you come here,"

"Don't dare, Comrade Police, I just don't understand why I came to you out of nowhere. I was watching TV at home just now, and I happened to be acting in your police series. It's just the six serious cases. It's really good. Worship, you made this for me"

"You talk a lot of nonsense, it's not in vain to call you a fart"

"Ha ha."

"Okay, we all know each other, I'm from the street, don't gossip, let me tell you, I'm asking you seriously, but it's not detention, you don't need to be nervous, I just want to ask you for some information, I'm really arresting you If so, I wasn’t alone just now.”

"That's right, I understand. I didn't watch the TV dramas of the sixth group of serious crimes in vain. You are called a subpoena for questioning. If you understand the situation, I will just cooperate with you as a common person. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to talk so much nonsense, right?" .”

"Okay, shit, gossiping is a waste of saliva. Our neighbor has lived in this neighborhood for so many years, and I won't make it difficult for you. If I ask you, just tell me the truth."

"Don't worry, I will know everything"

"Now, name?"

"You wrote it"

"age?"

"25"

"Profession?"

"It's a taxi."

"Driver"

"Yes."

"Do you know why I came to you for questioning?"

"do not know."

"I really don't know."

"really do not know."

"Well, let me ask you, did you buy an antique bottle from a skinny man in the northern suburbs a few days ago?"

"!!! Who did you hear about this?"

"Nonsense, the 'monkey spirit' who sold you the bottle let us catch that bottle now in yours, right?"

I looked at the policeman across from me. To be honest, I often saw him too. He was from the same district, so he was not a stranger. I lived very far away from their police station. Sitting face to face with him in the huge detention room, I felt an inexplicable panic, as if I didn't know this person.It is true that the environment can change people.

"That bottle is with you right now, Comrade Butt?"

After he finished asking me this sentence, he remained motionless, his black pupils staring at me firmly, I knew that he hoped to find a flaw in my answer.

I glanced at the policeman on the opposite side, and without much thought, my mouth trembled: "I don't have any bottles here. I don't know who the skinny monkey you are talking about. I have been driving a taxi for half a month. How could someone Sell ​​me some antique bottle."

Although it was later proved that it is extremely stupid for me to say so now, but I didn’t think so much about it this time, mainly because I was lucky. When someone else got this bottle, they didn't know there was something else in it. I discovered it by accident.It may be that I was running around with that antique bottle for a few days, and the jealous people saw it and reported it, so the police asked me for questioning.I kind of regret being so ostentatious.

Twenty minutes later, I tasted the consequences of nonsense. The policeman pointed at my nose and took out a pair of handcuffs from behind: "Liu Jinwei, you think I'm an idiot, right? I called you here just to ask Asking you? That is to save you. The bottle you bought is a stolen antique. You are a cultural relic. You know that. You have been asking around for a few days with it, don’t think that We don't know, if you want to tell the truth, I think I can intercede with you for the sake of growing up in a movie, and for the sake of your father. The situation is clear. We all know where your bottle is hidden. You have handed it over and you can still separate the relationship. Now you are ignorant of current affairs. It’s not that I don’t help you. The law is ruthless! You stay here first I will. I’ll clear it up for you when I find the bottle!” After saying this, the policeman handcuffed me on a chair, and then slammed the door angrily with my “lie record” just now. I heard the voice of him calling after he went out, I couldn't hear clearly, but I heard a sentence "Let this kid stay here first, if he can't do it, he can be detained here for 10 hours... His dad So what..." Well, I'm officially detained.

Life is so dramatic. Just now I was watching a TV series about the police at home, but in the blink of an eye, I was handcuffed in the detention room of the police station by a real policeman, and I became a veritable suspect. Dirty suspects, damn it!Thinking about my father's status as the president of the Archaeological Association, it really makes me dumbfounded.I let out a breath, twisted my neck, sat on the chair, and decided to think about what happened in the past few days.

My name is Liu Jinwei, I am 25 years old, and I have a small nickname. It is interesting to be called by others, but it sounds awkward to me. After more than 20 years, I am used to it and it is not so annoying. I drive a taxi. Yes, although Dad is the president of the Municipal Association of Cultural Relics and Archeology, it doesn’t mean much to me. His association is just a non-governmental organization with no privileges. Usually, he just hears that some tombs have been dug where there is construction. Or where cultural relics have been unearthed, those who are fascinated by antiques will rush to investigate, but the general government does not allow these folk archaeologists to enter the real cultural relics excavation site, but my father has a big man It is much more convenient to be a representative. The people of this group of associations saw that the old man was so cheap and old, so they simply elected him as the president of the association, but it was just for the convenience of running with his representative status.

Furthermore, Nanyang City, where I live, is located in the Central Plains. There are many ancient cultural sites, let alone ancient tombs. During the Three Kingdoms period, this place was a battleground for military strategists. Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Zhuge Liang were here during the Three Kingdoms period. The fighting is in full swing, and the secrets of the ancients are buried in the deep mountains and old forests far away from the urban area. Can the Archaeological Association live in such a place? Anyway, my father is doing it very enthusiastically.

I have been in the army for more than two years. Although I am a top professional in the army, I still have to start from scratch when I return to the local area. I don’t like the old archaeological stuff. Besides, the association is a non-governmental organization. There was no money to be made, and it happened that my uncle had a taxi, and he also got a driver's license in the army during his military service, so he got into this job.

NY, the city where I live, is a medium-developed city with a not-so-developed economy. The car rental industry started relatively late. With reference from big cities, the government has limited the number of taxis to just over 1000, unlike big cities. Like a city, tens of thousands of taxis in a city are crowded in one place to fight for a bowl of rice.There is less competition in the same industry, and of course it is easier to earn money, so the rental industry is not a bad job here; but this industry is not sustainable, starving to death, just tired, but my age determines that these problems are not question.But now I’m sitting on the chair in the detention room, I don’t have time to think about my taxi, I tap my head, recalling the scene when I met the “skinny monkey” with triangular eyes a few days ago.

That was the morning a few days ago. When the first ray of sunshine had just climbed to the easternmost part of the city, I had already earned the first sum of money from the car. The customer was a woman. She wore flashy clothes early in the morning, which was quite revealing. Yes, at a glance, it is clear that she is in the skin and flesh business, that is, the young lady, after a night of tossing, her eyes are dull, but her face is white and round, she looks good, she got in the car and said to go to the northern suburbs, and then she leaned on the back seat and smoked silently. When I was smoking, I watched her through the rearview mirror while driving. The girls nowadays are beautiful, and there are so many jobs that they can’t do. If they have to do this, except for some family reasons, it may be psychological emptiness.

I made wild guesses about the person in the back seat of mine. Usually, when I meet this kind of person, I don't take the initiative to answer her. It's easy to cause trouble.I met one last time, and she didn’t talk when I got in the car, but when I asked her, the words were so thick that I almost ate the steering wheel, and the red lips were inseparable from her bad things, what? The guy looks like a pig's head but is very powerful. He teased her all night and said that I was handsome. Why wasn't it me last night? Later, he kept calling Big Brother, and finally got out of the car without giving money, saying that I was pleasing to the eye. If you want to sleep with me, pay me for the fare. There are many people watching on the street. I was a young guy who suffered from this. Later, he admitted that he was unlucky. He coaxed her out of the car without asking her for the fare. slipped away.Later, when I met such a person, I thought I was dumb.I think the one I pulled today is still the old policy, it's better to be a dumb person and avoid messing with him.

The car drove to a Zhuangkou on the outskirts of the city and stopped. The ladies like to rent these cheap houses in the suburbs. The girls got out of the car. It's fine.

It just so happened that it was not far from my home, so I planned to go home for breakfast. I backed the car out of Zhuangkou, and was about to leave as soon as I hit the direction. At this time, I heard a "tom" sound from the back of the car. What happened was that there was a big rock on the side of the road that broke the tire. I quickly got out of the car and went around to check behind the car, but I didn't see any big rocks, and there was no one there. It was strange, and there was another "boom". Next time I saw clearly, it was someone squatting on the side of the road, gesturing and winking at me, holding a piece of yellow and non-scratch thing in his hand, I took a closer look, Tukela, it turned out to be This guy squatted on the side and smashed my car, and I immediately became angry: "Fuck, what are you doing." I turned to the car and took a screwdriver that I usually use to repair cars and passed.

I usually have a nice temper, and I won’t offend people if they don’t offend me, but today I got angry when I saw this guy. Now I analyze that the guy who smashed my car is too shabby, with messy hair and triangular eyes , so damn skinny, with a hippie smile at me, and a bulging burlap bag next to him, you can tell at a glance that he is a dishonest owner, and all drivers love cars like their lives, he smashed my car more than he smashed me My face still makes me angry, and I look like a thief. I get angry when I look at me. If I dare to smash my car, I will go to the triangle eye. It is reasonable to say that ordinary thieves saw me carrying an iron rod. I should hide for a while, but the triangular eyes are not like this. Instead, they stood up and gestured at me, and at the same time made gestures with their hands on their mouths to make me lower my voice. I was a little puzzled, and I was about to ask. , this buddy spoke first.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

"Who is your younger brother? Don't try to get married. Why did your mother smash my car?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. If I don't smash your car, why don't you go away." Hey, it's strange, does this guy still want to take a car? I wonder,

"You can't shout if you want to ride in a car."

I shook the iron rod in my hand and asked him.Only now did I see the real face of this guy, curly dyed short dirty yellow hair, triangular eyes with three eyelids, high cheekbones, nose collapsed, thin lips and big mouth, a pair of pointed ears, a mouth He has loose teeth, is wearing a green military uniform that I am familiar with, is crumpled, covered in spots of yellow dry mud, and has a few half-dead short beards hanging on his chin. His face is so dirty that his age cannot be distinguished. At first glance, he looks like A weasel just came up from a burrow.

This will keep apologizing to me, with a sneer on his thin face, which is not much better than crying.I was disgusted for a while, and I said to go quickly, one more thing is worse than one less thing, and I will see this person clearly, and know that he is "walking away", that is, a thief, and the rotten burlap bag next to him must be something he stole. Want to find a new home to sell dirty.

"Go away, I'm not interested in looking at your stolen things." I turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey"

He actually held me back, and I got angry again, pushed him, and was about to leave, but he held me back again, endlessly,

"Brother, can you let me finish my sentence? I'm not a thief, I'm from this village. If you don't believe me, you can see my temporary residence card."

I was puzzled, looking at the temporary residence permit he handed over, I didn't know what to do for a while,

"Look, I didn't lie to you, I just made all this effort to let you see what I just dug. There will be no one in the early morning, I am uneducated, and I can't understand this thing. You can show it to me It's worthless. I'll sell you if it's close to that."

I looked at this guy's wretched appearance, and knew that what he said was probably nonsense, and the certificate was probably fake, but since it's all here, it doesn't matter if you look at it.My father usually tells me some knowledge about cultural relics, although he doesn't know much.But at least he won't be fooled by those wretched triangular eyes.

Seeing that I have no objection, Triangle Eye took out a long and round thing from the rotten sack next to it. I saw it, good guy, it’s quite big, a bottle almost half a meter high, and it’s sticky I sucked a lot of yellow mud, which was about the same color as the mud on Triangle Eye's body. I wondered if this guy really dug up some antiques.

The triangular eyes winked and told me to look. I reached out to touch it, and my hand was sticky with mud. I went to the car and took a water bottle to rinse the bottle, so I could see it clearly.

This is a bronze bottle with a square belly and a round belly. It is quite thick and has a lot of blue tire color that has been born due to the age. Character.

When I saw it, I understood half or half of it. This may be something from the Han Dynasty. The iron smelting technology of the Han Dynasty was very prosperous. Nanyang still has the site of the Han Dynasty iron smelting factory. Although many cultural relics of the Han Dynasty have been unearthed here in the past two years, I have been to cultural relics exhibitions a few times, but they are all weapons, folk items and so on, but this is the first time I have seen such a beautifully crafted bottle, so I asked him first, where did you get this thing from? ?How much do you want to sell?When I asked the price with triangular eyes, he knew there was a door, so he smiled.

"Brother, I see that you also know the goods. To tell you the truth, I just dug them out of the cemetery. If you want them, make a price and take them away."

"It was just dug out, lie to me, the mud on the outside is indeed wet, but there is still a layer of dry mud traces inside the bottle, isn't it just dug out, where did you steal it from? Tell the truth!"

My tone became heavier. He looked at the iron rod in my hand, and his head drooped for a while. He probably saw that I was physically stronger than him, and I didn't take advantage of my hands. It's really sharp, I'll be honest, although it's not just dug, but it's about the same. I ask people, but they just look and go, these days, people are more vigilant, fuck, they all think I'm lying, if I lie, there will be a thunderbolt, and the thing in the grave will bite to death."

"I don't believe what you said, what kind of things in the grave are messed up."

"Brother, don't worry, since you want to buy it, why don't you come to my house and listen to me tell you slowly."

My heart skipped a beat, don't you just play sap, lure me to a secluded place and knock me down, and confiscate my people and car?Be careful, I said no, it’s not convenient to talk on the road, so I pulled the triangular eye, people and things into my car, and took him to a further suburb, anyway, I’m not afraid of him turning over to me Xiefeng, by himself, is no match for the No. [-] martial artist in my army.Seeing that there were no people or cars following me, I was relieved, so I sat with Triangle Eye and listened to him explain the origin of the bottle.

Although I am very reluctant to let this dirty guy sit in my car, but I am really curious about this bottle, and I heard what he said about the stuff in the ancient tomb, so my curiosity motivated me, so I didn't care about his dirty look up.The triangular eyes saw that I was really interested, and besides, I had received a lot of stares in the past two days. It was rare to find a buyer, so I spit all over the place and told me the origin of this bottle in detail.As soon as I heard it, I could hear the white sweat all over my body.

It turns out that Triangle Eye is a professional cultural relic dealer who has also robbed ancient tombs, but this guy is very humble, self-effacing is the least popular in his line of work, usually he goes to the mountains to collect old things from ordinary people's homes, and then takes Going to the city to cheat people, their business is called "stringing dead objects", and the collected cultural relics are called dead goods, so that others will think it is a curse.

He belongs to the nature of small troubles. Tomb robbers are "occasionally" in his words (fuck, it's not easy for this dirty triangular eye to say such elegant words) They call professional tomb robbers "soil masters" ", we are called "Tubaozi" here, they are all of the same profession, this guy is usually just a small troublemaker, confiscated any good things, but he has drilled too much in the deep mountains and old forests, and occasionally he can come across good ones thing.

On this day, he was drilling "stringing dead objects" in the deep mountains of Nanyang suburban county. When it was dark, he stayed at the fellow's house for the night.Nanyang is located on the slope of the transition from the second-level landform step to the third-level landform step in China. To the east is Tongbai Mountain, to the north is Funiu Mountain, to the west is the Qinling Mountains. To the south is Xiangbei hilly land. Hills and plains each account for about one-third. The highest peak is more than 2200 meters above sea level, and the lowest plain is less than 90 meters above sea level. To put it bluntly, the entire Nanyang area is like a big bowl being placed. The surrounding mountains Nanyang is surrounded by an almost elliptical basin, which is a place where geomantic energy gathers in terms of Feng Shui. Otherwise, Zhuge Liang of Wolong would not have been farming in this place and waited for Liu Bei to visit the thatched cottage.

The place where Triangle Eyes stays is in the southwestern part of Nanyang. It is located at the junction of Xichuan County and Neixiang County. It is adjacent to Danjiang River in the west and Baotianman Nature Reserve in the east. It is the best place for these cultural relic dealers to "string dead objects".

However, Triangle Eye’s luck was not very good this day. I even climbed two mountains and visited a few villages but did not confiscate any good things. I only found a few broken bowls from the late Qing Dynasty, a few pieces of money and half a dollar. The tombstone of the county magistrate, seeing that it was getting dark, stayed overnight at a farmer's house on the side of the mountain, and gave them more than 20 yuan to borrow for a few days, treating it as a transfer point for his own goods.

(End of this chapter)