Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

Chapter 565: Year Mystery Cloud

"Boss! Letting Fengzi go now would be like walking into a tiger's mouth! Besides, the Xia family wouldn't admit it unless they were stupid!"

"Stop talking. I'm going."

"Fengzi!"

"It's a blessing, not a disaster. If it is a disaster, it can't be avoided. When Old Master Xia was still around, I often went to see Xia Shuishui. If they wanted to harm me, they would have done it secretly by then. Besides... the Xia family is not short of money at all."

"Fengzi, we may not be short of money, but no one would complain about having too much money! We've got so many treasures and haven't cashed them out yet. If you think of us as sheep, then now is the fattest time."

"I've calculated it. Excluding that old monk, the rest of the stuff we have now is worth at least this much!"

Douyazi's face was serious and he stretched out three fingers at me.

Because the goods were not sold, I hadn't made any money for a while. My eyelids twitched and I roughly calculated it in my mind.

Golden armor, white jade blood Buddha, the weapons left behind by the rebels under the water cave, dozens of Northern Song Dynasty gold wares and jewelry, and several Manichaeism coins that are the only ones in the world. Douyazai said that 30 million is too little. These things are the result of our hard work for half a year. Once they are sold, it will be the biggest deal since I entered the industry, so Douyazai said that now is the time when we are the fattest.

"So what do you think?" I asked him.

Douyazi immediately analyzed, "The drifter is in that state now. Even if he can regain consciousness, he probably won't be able to get out of the water for a while. We've already secured tens of millions worth of goods. Why don't we just go back north? Find a place to hide. Once we've cashed in all this stuff, we can come back and look for other treasures."

I rejected Douyazai's proposal on the spot.

Not only has the large amount of treasure not been found yet, he only wants to cash it in and put the money in his pocket. He didn't think about the background of this batch of goods. This time it's not digging wild graves in the deep mountains and forests. If he is targeted and doesn't find a way to solve the problem, then daring to sell this batch of goods is tantamount to seeking death.

The boss has always been cautious, and I guess that's why he didn't let me ship in large quantities. Apart from the transaction with the Zhuji man, we only sold a few marching pots to Meimei during that period. Those marching pots are sold all over the country, and as long as you are not caught on the spot, there will be no problem.

Even if we were caught on the spot, it's actually not a big deal. The classification of cultural relics focuses on quality rather than quantity. Those ordinary junk copper coins from the Song Dynasty have no grade, and 100,000 of them are not worth an ordinary bronze tripod from the Warring States Period. This is also the reason why those front-line people behind Meimei have been active for many years. If you are caught accidentally, if you are lucky, you can get out after your things are confiscated and you pay a fine. If you are unlucky, you can get out in two years at most. It's different for us. Once something happens, it usually starts from ten years, with no upper limit.

"Hey boss, I'll change my clothes and go to Xia's house. On the way, I'll call Xia Shuishui to feel her out."

"Speak smarter."

"Don't worry, I understand."

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Boss Wang, are you asleep?"

He looked at me and gestured to open the door.

"Brother Zhang, you haven't rested yet. How are you recovering?"

"Brother, you are here too. I thought it was just Wang Baotou alone."

"My uncle is in a very bad condition. He's in better spirits than he was during the day, but he doesn't realize he went to the bathroom. When I checked just now, his pants were wet."

"Is it that serious? Aren't you going to take him to the hospital?"

He looked at me and said, "People who don't even have an ID card wouldn't dare go to the hospital, and even if they did go, it probably wouldn't be of any use."

Douyazi said, "We had prepared oxygen cylinders, but he didn't use them. The cave is so deep, we need helium-oxygen mixed cylinders. He insisted on using the air bag that was handed down from his ancestors. You just said he couldn't control his urination. I think it's likely that the prolonged lack of oxygen has caused brain damage, which is incurable."

After hearing what Douyazai said, Lao Zhang took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, I'm not trying to blackmail you Northern Clan members. My uncle's entire family relies on him for their livelihood. Now that this has happened, he's effectively ruined. So if you don't compensate me a little, I won't be able to report him back."

I nodded, thinking to myself, "Why are you so rude already? You were so arrogant during the day telling me about work-related injuries."

"Um...Brother Zhang, I understand your difficulties. We are not the kind of people who will abandon the donkey after it has served its purpose. We in the Northern School value our friends, not to mention the relationship with Chao Sheng. I think it would be better if we could do this. In addition to the salvage fee we agreed on before, we will give you two payments, one for 200,000 and one for 100,000. The 200,000 will be regarded as compensation, and the remaining 100,000 will be regarded as hush money for you, Brother Zhang."

He didn't say anything immediately after hearing this. His face showed a forced smile, which showed that he was obviously not satisfied with the number.

At this time, he raised his head and said, "It's a little late today. We can still talk about it tomorrow."

I secretly gave the leader a wink, and the two of us played the villain and the good cop in front of him to temporarily send the man away.

"Fengzi, hold on, look at the look in his eyes just now. He clearly wants to ask for a huge sum of money from us. Otherwise, how about...let Zhao Xuanxuan talk to him?"

I whispered, "Don't talk nonsense. Chaosheng brought the person here. We have to consider Chaosheng's situation. Besides, Piaozi is a well-known figure in the Southern School. If we take risks for that little money, we will undoubtedly lose more than we gain. I guess he must have considered these two points if he dared to argue with us about this."

"I'll leave now and let you know if I get any letter."

He nodded and reminded me to be careful again.

After changing my clothes, I walked quietly to the window and looked inside.

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I saw the drifting guest lying on the bed with a chamber pot under the bed, and Lao Zhang sitting beside him, watching him and sighing constantly.

......

An hour later, late at night.

I was driving while holding up my cell phone. I called Ma Dachao twice but no one answered for a long time. I didn't know if this guy was asleep or doing something else. Suddenly, I thought of a local, found his number and called him.

The phone rang about ten times, and then I picked up.

"Hey, who?"

"Sister, it's me."

"who are you?"

"The one who often eats at your restaurant, didn't I give you two thousand yuan last time?"

"Hey, it's you, little brother! I'm half asleep. Why are you calling me so late at night? You're not...trying to ask me out, are you? Haha, don't try that, little brother. I'm old enough to be your mother! And my husband will be back next month."

"Sister! Don't overthink it! I just want to ask you about a place. You're a native of Chun'an. Have you heard of Jiangcun? It's on old maps, but I couldn't find it when I searched online on my phone."

"Little brother, are you asking about the Jiang Village in Lishang?"

"Yes! That's right!"

"That place is so remote, there must be no one there now, right? I haven't been there in years. Lishang Township was merged with Zhongkengkou Township decades ago. No... there might still be people there, because there are a lot of tea fields there."

I frowned and asked, "You're talking about decades ago, right? 1956? There was a flood back then, and that village was fine?"

"No, the terrain there is high, so after all these years it's still the same as before."

"Does everyone in the village have the surname Jiang?"

"What's wrong? Everyone's surnamed Jiang. Do you have any friends living in that village?"

"No, okay, big sister, I won't disturb your sleep. Bye."

After pondering for a moment, I searched for "Chun'an Jiangcun" on my mobile phone again, but still couldn't find any information. I quickly recalled the local county annals I had read in my mind, and there was no description of this place either.

"Forget it, at worst I can go and see it in person tomorrow."

I didn't know if I could get through to the contact number that Xia Shuishui left me. I was looking for it when suddenly the phone screen showed that there was an incoming call from an unfamiliar number.

I pressed the answer button and didn't dare to speak.

No one spoke over there.

After more than ten seconds, the sound of a train running suddenly came from the other side.

My hair stood on end! I died instantly.

Pulling over, I lit a cigarette.

In the smoke, I stared at my face in the rearview mirror, and it seemed a little unreal.

Jiangcun, the 13th year of Daoguang?

Chaosheng's great-great-grandfather, Jie Yuanting, must have lived there too... What exactly happened in Qiandao Lake back then? This mysterious phone call, with no one answering, keeps coming! What's going on? What has the leader been secretly planning these past few months?

Five minutes later, I suddenly opened my eyes and quickly threw the cigarette butt out of the car.

How did I fall asleep? Maybe I was too tired. I haven’t slept much in several days.

I slapped myself in the rearview mirror, held the steering wheel, and slowly stepped on the accelerator.

As a result, they had not walked far when they heard a loud bang.

The car's front windshield shattered instantly.

I looked up in horror.

At this time, there was a big dent on the roof, which looked like it was caused by a foot.

Then, an old man's face with white hair and beard slowly appeared in front of my windshield.

"Dao...Dao...Daoist Master!!!"