I rolled up the entire guestbook, pulled the thread hard, and took it into my pocket, and left the museum. The fat man followed me out, but he didn't understand. We found a corner and squatted down, and carefully read the transfer letter on this page several times. I looked around several times and found that other messages were normal, but there was only one page that had problems.

"This, can this thing take effect?" the fat man asked me.

Although I don’t know much, if Uncle San really wants to leave the things for me, all other documents will be ready, so he nodded.

The fat man immediately walked back and said he wanted to go through other guestbooks on the wall, and maybe there were other plots of wrongly posted.

I sat on the steps and waited for him. I was stunned for a while before I recovered and checked the information with my mobile phone. This plot of land No. 87, Section 1, Changping Road, Xiaosong Mountain seems to be in the area of ​​Yeshan, Nanjing. It is not small. It was a weather station before. After the weather station was demolished, the entire piece of land was bought by Uncle San. This was also a matter of more than ten years ago. The land price at that time was very low. Although the land price of that plot is not very expensive now, it is a huge sum of money compared to that time.

This is not the first time Uncle San bought land. The one he lived in before was almost the same for him, but he definitely didn't want to invest. My first reaction was, what's under this piece of land?

However, in this era, it is already true that the land in the tomb is not as expensive as the tomb. With this piece of land, it seems that there is nothing underground.

The fat man came out. Although he didn't find anything more, his waist was already straight. We got into the car and went to Yeshan Town. The fat man opened the window in the car and took out a cigarette and lit it. He said, "You are so naive. Your uncle is actually quite loyal. Why don't I have such an uncle? I think we have found our career in the second half of our life. God wants you to get rich in the third grade, who can make you poor and get up for the fifth grade? The general manager should be mine of Fat Man, right?"

I had no time to be poor with him. Looking at the simple land deeds and handprints in my hand, my heart began to churn.

Uncle San may not be dead.

On the one hand, a stone in my heart finally began to turn towards the direction that made me feel at ease. If he was not dead, then no matter how he was wandering outside, it was not my business. On the other hand, he was not dead but did not appear, which made me feel scared.

Is it not over yet?

The Wu family secretly mediated three generations of people, and I have tried my best. Now it is not only my mentality, but even my inner demons are too old to walk. Isn’t it over yet?

I dare not think about it carefully.

The driver of the special car asked people all the way to ask about the weather station. Yeshan is a mine, and the place is a plain and a hill. Outside the town, there are various wild hillsides and various geological protection areas. I checked the county annals according to the rules and knew that the underground of the town's mines were all mines from all ages. The earliest mines discovered were from the Western Zhou Dynasty, which went deeper into the underground several hundred meters. I wonder if the third uncle bought it here and it had anything to do with those mines.

Before we turned from the road into the village on the side of the road, we said that the weather station was on the back mountain of the village. Get off the bus and enter the village, and found that the village was an old village, long and very cramped, with old wooden houses and new cement houses crowded together, and the road in the middle could not be arranged side by side by side, and many slogans from the Cultural Revolution were still there. The vegetation here is well protected, and the trees are towering. Although the village road is not seen a few steps away, I still feel a little gloomy when walking into the mountains.

When I left the village, I entered the barren mountain road behind the village. When I went up the back mountain, the fat man began to frown and cursed: "You can only build a cemetery in this area. How good is the land that came in just now? Why are the things your third uncle left for you in every corner."

"Golden house real estate is also real estate, do one's love one's business." I mocked him. The weather station had to be in places with relatively little environmental interference, and the direction was correct. When we reached the top of the mountain, we saw the sealed old iron gate and the weather station's decayed old sign. On both sides of the door were yellow cement walls, and many places had collapsed and there were no collapsed places. Weeds grew on the top of the wall, and moss and centipede vines were ecstatic on the wall. The growth was so strong that the wall could be swallowed up. Looking into the iron gate, an old building of a weather station stood there, the exterior wall was completely moldy and mossed, covered with moss and vines. The fallen leaves on the ground were rotten for several times. I guess I would lose my ankles when I walked in.

The air was filled with the smell of mud, grass and rotten leaves, and the rust smell of iron gates, and the throat was tight. The fat man's eyes were straight: "Damn it, it didn't take it clean? We have to tear it off by ourselves? This is not a good way, it's a fucking loss."

When I looked at this larger Golmud sanatorium, my first reaction was to turn my head and leave. There must be something wrong with your paralysis. I could feel a huge pressure coming out of the rotten ruined building. This is the huge Pandora box given to me by my third uncle. It cannot be opened, it cannot be opened.

But I didn't look back, thinking that if Uncle San was tied up with a savage in the wild, the only person who could save him was me. If I turned around and left, I would not be at peace. Even though the fat man was disappointed, he had already crawled in from the edge of the broken hole. I followed, the two of them walked deep and shallowly in the weeds. When they approached the cement building, I saw a row of numbers squarely sprayed with graffiti spray paint on the exterior wall at the door.

1773xxx5034

It's a mobile phone number.

I took out my phone and called out the text message. This number was the number that sent me a blessing message. At that time, the mobile phone software could not identify whether it was a spam message or a harassment.

Fatty and I looked at each other. I pulled out the big white dog knife from my backpack and spread it across my waist. The fatty man found a brick beside him. We were about to walk into the ruins of the weather station when we suddenly heard someone talking in the ruins. The fat man grabbed me and hid in the bushes, and saw two or three people coming out of the ruins. One of them said: "My name Wu Sansheng has always been a perfect match. Lao Ma, if you want this land now, in less than three years, the land price here will have to be increased again. I have discussed the money for the road, and I and the village are half the money. You just need to give it a name."

The person who answered him used Nanjing dialect, but he didn't understand it, but he didn't seem to be satisfied. But at the beginning he said that he was Wu Sansheng's man and his voice was very familiar.

Although I am familiar with it, I am definitely not my third uncle. I wondered.

When we looked up in the bushes, we saw an acquaintance walking out. It was no one else, but it was the old comrade Jin Wantang. He took people to the door and pointed to the village at the foot of the mountain: "This is the Zhuangyuan Village. Sixteen of them have been released since the Ming Dynasty. I, Wu Sansheng, have not run away. You ask someone to ask about my feng shui attainments. You can take it down and run a school. If you don't believe me, you can ask my nephew. Before the college entrance examination, I asked him to stay in this village. He insisted that he didn't believe me, so he stayed for half a month. As a result, he could have gone to Massachusetts and Zhejiang University."

Jin Wantang's assistant next to him nodded: "I'm just confused for a moment. My uncle can't be wrong in this regard."

"Isn't this Jin Dapiao's hand? Why are you here?" The fat man whispered, "What are you doing with me? You're spitting out your mouth."

I frowned and listened for a while, and suddenly realized that this was going on. This guy was pretending to be my third uncle and I were selling this land.

At this time, a sound of knocking and smashing came from the ruins, and there seemed to be someone working inside. I glanced at the fat man, and the fat man asked, "It's very embarrassing, what are you going to do?"

"Damn it." I stood up and shouted, "Jin Wantang!"

Jin Wantang had just sent the person away, and turned around and saw me. He was stunned because he didn't realize that I would appear. Then he jumped up and ran away with a "wow". Fatty and I surrounded each other. Jin Wantang's men came to stop him. The fat man lifted him up and pressed him directly on the ground. He didn't dare to get up after his feet. The fat man continued to chase him.

Three people rushed into the village. The old man was old and couldn't run. I kicked him into the yard at the entrance of the old ancestral hall in the village. When I went up, I scolded: "You are looking for death." He took out his cell phone and pointed at the text message and asked, "Are you messing with me? You cheated me?"

Jin Wantang looked at my phone and didn't react. He just pointed at me and said, "Mr. I am an elder after all. Even if I do something wrong, you can't move."

I sneered: "You are always good at relying on your seniority, so you are an elder, I will call you and I won't beat you to death.

"I really didn't mess with you. Your third uncle asked me to hand over this piece of land to you before. I thought it would be useless for you to ask for land. Why don't I sell it for you first and give it to you cash. I'm in place for service." Jin Wantang looked at me seriously.

"Are you selling the land for me? You want to swallow it."
Chapter completed!