He said, "It's easy to say, I've been holding my treasure for more than 30 years. It's rare to meet my colleagues here. If you don't dislike me, you might as well find a place and let's have a good chat?"

I said let's go to the Sichuan restaurant outside. I was smelling the fragrance just now. His eyes were shining brightly and he smiled and said that he didn't expect that the little brother is still a person who knows how to eat. This Sichuan restaurant has been open for more than 20 years and is considered a time-honored brand. The boss has very authentic skills and is a good place to go.

I asked him to wait first, saying that I had two friends on it. After a while, we would get half a catty of Lao Baigan and chat while drinking.

It can be seen that this guy is a person who is addicted to alcohol. He has a red nose, rosacea, and his cheeks have a very unhealthy waxy yellow color. This color of skin proves that his liver is not good, probably because he drinks too much alcohol.

It was drizzling. We walked to the old Sichuan restaurant and asked for a private room. After we got to know each other, I asked him about the name. The man laughed and said that everyone on this street called me Lai Tou San. I wonder if you brothers have the surnames?

Then Bald Head Three inquired about the purpose of our trip, saying that we will meet each other after a thousand miles of fate. The industry of Baobao has developed to this day and has gradually faded. I thought that even after a few senior old guys passed away, this industry was completely extinct, but I didn't expect that I could meet such a young younger generation. It was so lucky!

I politely told him that seniors are serious. When we meet today, the younger generations benefited from it. I wonder if we can listen to the seniors' teachings. He waved his hand and said that it was useless to not talk to me. People in our industry are good at saying that it is called "stopping treasures and fighting people". To put it nicely, it is Sichuan mouse. There is no need to be so literary in the lower-ranking business. Let me ask you, what are you planning to do when you go to Malizi Town?

Ge Zhuang and I looked at each other and said quietly, "It was the old senior who asked questions, so we really can't hide it. This time, we heard that there was an ancient tomb in Malizi Town, so my brother felt itchy and wanted to go down to the tomb to explore it. I wonder if the senior has any advice?"

There are also their own rules in the industry of backfighting. Ge Zhuang and I are foreign "local rats". After all, we must first visit the wharf when we meet local local snakes. As long as there is a "chuan rat" in this place, the tombs in ten miles and eight villages will be considered to be someone else's "territory". If outsiders want to join in and get a share of the pie, they must first have a lecture.

Of course, few people are willing to abide by the rules these days. When encountering valuable tombs, they basically rely on their own abilities to see whose hands can stretch longer. This has also led to people in the industry guarding each other's actions against each other. Two rats of earth are less than one piece, and bloodshed happens from time to time.

However, this bald head is quite thorough in his three etiquette and speaks very well, so I am not going to turn against others. I have many friends and many ways. We are not familiar with the place, so it is the kingly way to make good relationships.

He said, "Oh, I have been washing my hands for many years. If you want to come to my place to hold your treasures, you can just take it out and find the treasures. I just think it's not easy to meet my peers these days, so I took the initiative to come up and talk. But please listen to me. If you have your ideas on the ancient tomb under the Mahuang Ridge, I advise you to go home as soon as possible to rest, so as not to capsize the boat in the Dragon King Temple and drown the water-killed people.

I said, brother, what are the details here? Bald Head Three waved his hand and said, "I am a person from Malizi Town. I have been in this industry for more than 30 years. If I can fight, I will still be my turn? Everyone, I am just reminding you for the sake of my colleagues, so as not to blow up the temple and trespass the corpse, and it will be too late to regret it."

Ge Zhuang sneered and said that Fatty really doesn't believe this evil. It's a bit unkind to say that. Could it be that two thieves put their hands into the same pocket and would you like to scare us first?

The bald head three shook their heads and said, "Since you insist on going, I can't say anything more. I'll say all the good things, so please do your own things!"

I made him look uncomfortable, knowing that Ge Zhuang must be too straightforward and hit the other party, so I quickly smiled and said, "Brother, don't mind, my brother is straightforward and has a big tongue. Why do you say so concisely? You said that the tomb cannot be under it. What's the point?

The bald head shook his head and refused to answer, but just pointed to the scab on his forehead and said, "Do you know how this came about?"

Since ancient times, there has been a saying of "five disadvantages and three shortcomings" in the industry. Anyone who engages in "yin movement" deals with underground corpses and bad luck all year round. Over the years, it will lead to bad luck and lower your fortune. Therefore, you will either die suddenly, be seriously ill, or be alone or be alone. In short, you will not get any good ending when you are old.

Of course, these are superstitious words. Those who do this job cannot believe in evil. I smiled and said, "Do you want to remind me of the cause and effect?"

He said, "I'm making this leper sore for rice dumplings. The tomb under Mahuangling is an evil tomb. When I was fighting with a fellow countryman, I was sprayed with a corpse gas on my face when I opened the coffin. Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough and quickly shut my breath. I didn't suck it in. But my head turned rotten on the spot. No matter how much plaster is used, it would not be cured. So I would like to advise you that if you want to get rich, it's best to find a place that is easy to get down. Some places will be unlucky.

I was stunned for a long time after hearing this. It was not that I was scared to him, but that the experience described in the bald head three was almost the same as what I heard from Old Man Zhang a while ago.

Could it be that the person in front of us who reminded us not to go to the tomb was the fellow villager who accompanied Old Man Zhang to fight back?

I looked up and asked, "Brother, do you know a fellow villager named Zhang?"

He said you asked what you were doing. There were too many people with the surname Zhang, and I knew a lot of them. I said that this person was in his fifties, short and short, and had a big fur under the corner of his mouth, which was particularly conspicuous...

He was also stunned and said, "You know Zhang Deshun?"

I said I knew you. It turned out that the fellow villager who accompanied Old Man Zhang to fight was actually you. This is a coincidence. By the way, he wouldn't say that you were sprayed with corpse poison and were seriously injured and unable to cure it? Why did you survive but not go to find him?

Hearing this, Bad Tou San's face changed drastically and he hurriedly said what you said just now, Zhang Deshun, he...

Seeing him dumbfounded and looked fearful, I couldn't help but ask, "Why did my brother react so much? He went to my store to sell antiques last week and told me some strange things about fighting from the tomb. It was mysterious and mysterious. I don't think it sounds true. Brother, don't be surprised. He told me your death."

"No, when did you say you've seen Zhang Deshun?" Bald Head San was still frightened and looked at me for a long time. His mouth was trembling a little.

I said that just last week, he took a bronze sword to my shop, and I also heard from him about the ancient tomb under the Mahuangling...

Before I could finish, Bad Head Three shouted "Oh my God", pushed the cup and threw the table and chairs, so scared that she sat on the ground, her face turned into a miserable blue color, and she said with a tremolo... You're hell!
Chapter completed!