The more Hua Qi'er tried to stop him, the more curious the fat man became, "You just said there are two more places, but I only looked at one. What's inside?"
"Some useless household items, let's go, it's getting late." Hua Ci'er pushed the fat man.
"Brother, that's not right. You promised to open our eyes to us, but why aren't we allowed to see the really good things?" The fat man refused to leave.
"That's all, a gentleman won't take away someone's love, let's go out." Nanfeng encouraged the general to help.
He never thought that Hua Qi'er would get down the slope and said, "That's right, you see how reasonable Little Beifeng is."
Seeing that the flower thorn did not fall into the trap, Nanfeng could only change the subject, "But then again, we are just looking at it, and we don't want to take anything from you."
"Yeah, it doesn't work even if you look at it. Why do you, a great hero, become so stingy?" Fatty and Nanfeng sang together.
I don’t know whether it was Nanfeng’s words about not taking you, or Fatty’s words about being a great hero. Hua Qi’er stopped pushing Fatty, “Okay, just take a look, there are just some scraps inside.” Iron is not a very good item either."
Hearing what Hua Qi'er said, the fat man walked towards the wooden door. Hua Qi'er was worried and followed quickly.
Nanfeng walked last, but Fatty's calculations were actually wrong. After walking through three passages, Hua Qi'er once said that there were six more, which meant that there were nine areas here, and the one the three of them were about to enter was only the eighth. There should be another place inside.
Hua Qi'er opened the wooden door and went in first, followed by Fatty. When Nanfeng entered, Hua Qi'er had already lit up the brazier in the corner.
When there was light, Nanfeng could clearly see the things in the stone room. There were some weapons stored here, not many in number, only seven or eight. Not looking at the weapons themselves, but just looking at the rare cases where the weapons were displayed. Weapons are not vulgar objects.
"Oops." The fat man quickly walked towards a wooden table on the right side. There was a wooden frame on the wooden table, and a purple stick was placed across the wooden frame.
Seeing the greedy expression on the fat man's face, Hua Ci'er complained incessantly. She wanted to step forward to stop him but was afraid of losing her dignity. She regretted that she should have shown off and lured the wolf into the house.
The fat man walked over, picked up the purple stick, and shook it casually, "Why is it so light?"
Hua Ci'er was relieved and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "The wooden stick is of course light."
The fat man put down the purple stick and walked to the wooden table next to it, where a thick-backed broadsword was displayed.
Nanfeng took the wooden stick that the fat man put down and looked at it carefully, "Brother, what is the origin of this stick?"
"This is... this... wood." Hua Ci'er hesitated.
Nanfeng smiled and put the stick back to its original place. In fact, it was not difficult to guess what Hua Qi'er was thinking. She wanted to show off, but she was also afraid that Hua Qi'er would ask for it if he knew the origin.
However, Hua Qi'er couldn't hold it back in the end, "This is the core of a ten thousand-year-old iron birch tree. It is extremely tough. Even the sword made by Ou Yezi can't stop cutting it."
"Is that a sword forged by Ou Yezi?" Nanfeng pointed to a long sword on the left side. There is only one of each type of weapon here, and there is only one long sword.
"No, no, no." Hua Ci'er waved her hands repeatedly.
While the two were talking, the fat man had already put down the thick-backed sword. The sword was different from the swords used by the Han people. The handle was curved inward, making it difficult for people who were used to Han swords to hold it.
As the saying goes, skills have specializations. Nanfeng is a Taoist priest, and Taoism is the foundation for a life. He does not attach much importance to weapons. However, the fat man is contrary to him. He showed a strong interest in the weapons in the stone room. After looking at the sword, he picked up the sword again. He passed a spear, which was about one foot long, with a green spear body, a three-fold tip, and blades on the left and right.
The fat man held it with both hands and shook it a few times. Because the spear was too long and trembling, it was difficult to hold, so he put it down again.
Hua Ci'er was afraid of the fat man, not the south wind, so he explained in a low voice, but in fact he was showing off in a low voice, "That's the eight-foot-eight snake spear of Zhang Yide, the five tiger general of the Shu Kingdom."
"Really?" Nanfeng walked towards the spear curiously.
Seeing Nan Feng's interest, Hua Qi'er was afraid again, "Maybe, it's been many years, who can say for sure."
Nanfeng walked over and looked down at the spear, "Brother, where did you get these magical weapons?"
"I hunted and tamed mounts with others. They gave some as gifts, and I also bought a few myself." Hua Qi'er said.
Nanfeng nodded. People in the world have three things in their hearts. One is martial arts, the other is weapons, and the third is mounts. A good mount can not only replace leg strength, but also enhance one's identity. Hua Cai'er is good at taming animals, so he can get it. It’s not unusual to mount a mount or use a weapon as a thank you gift.
"How is this axe?" the fat man asked.
When Nanfeng heard the sound, he looked up and saw the fat man holding an axe-shaped weapon in his hand. The weapon was clumsy in style and had green rust all over its body. It looked like it was old at first glance.
"This thing should be called Qi." Nanfeng corrected. Qi and an ax are very similar, but they are not the same thing.
"Knowledgeable." Huacic'er gave Nanfeng a thumbs up.
"Isn't it majestic?" The fat man waved his copper qi.
Nan Feng shook his head, "It's good, but it's not suitable for your use. It's a bit small."
"It's a bit small and light, so it doesn't look grand enough." The fat man put the bronze ribs back. "Brother, is there anything heavier?"
Hua Qi'er shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, you got the heaviest one."
The fat man had just put down the copper qi, and when he heard this, he picked it up again.
Seeing this, Hua Qi'er quickly changed her words, "I remembered, there is a heavy one."
"Which one?" The fat man looked around. The remaining items were maces, halberds, shovels, and hooks. Judging from their size, they were not very heavy.
"Not here, outside." Hua Qier said.
When he heard that it was outside, the fat man subconsciously thought it was not a good thing, so he stopped asking and took the copper qi down again.
Seeing the fat man taking it and putting it away, Hua Qi'er became more and more nervous. Seeing the fat man's attitude, he wanted to take away the copper relative.
"Brother, what weapon are you talking about?" Nanfeng asked casually.
"A pair of iron hammers, invulnerable to water and fire, so lucky." Hua Qi'er kept staring at the fat man as he spoke.
"Invulnerable to water and fire?" The fat man was curious.
"The hammer was put in the furnace for three days and three nights and it didn't melt. It's really a divine thing." Hua Ci'er said.
"So powerful? Let's take a walk, go out and have a look." The fat man put down his bronze ribs and walked towards the two of them.
"You like heavy ones, those hammers will definitely suit your taste." Hua Qi'er took the lead.
The fat man followed. After walking a few steps and seeing that Nanfeng didn't follow, he stopped and turned back, "Let's go."
"What's in here?" Nanfeng asked.
"My ancestral grave." Huacier said casually.
"Brother, if Zhengde is married to you, we are your family. I am your sworn brother. It's okay if you don't know. Since I'm here, I should pay homage to my ancestors." Nanfeng said.
"You are still sensible," Hua Qi'er walked to the entrance and lit a torch before returning. "It's a pity that you are too young, otherwise I would betrothed to you at the age of fourteen."
"He has a wife." The fat man shouted from behind.
Nan Feng frowned and looked at the fat man.
"Am I wrong?" The fat man glanced at Nanfeng, then followed Hua Qi'er into the innermost stone chamber.
The last stone chamber is very spacious, enough to be as big as five of the stone chamber passages outside. It has a circular dome on top and square stone walls on the bottom. It should be in the round sky.
There is a three-step stone platform in the middle of the stone chamber. There are several coffins placed on the stone platform, and there are more than a dozen coffins under the platform. Most of them are wooden coffins, and the more recent ones are stone coffins.
Apart from these coffins, there is nothing else in the stone chamber. Look at the four walls. The stone walls are white with dots of paint remaining on them. Murals cannot be painted directly on the rocks. If you want to draw a picture, you must first paint the white gray and white stone walls. The remaining paint indicates that there were originally murals here, but they were later erased by humans.
The fat man was honest, walked to the coffin, knelt down and worshiped.
According to the rules of the sect, Taoist priests are not allowed to kneel down and worship anyone except Sanqing's parents. While the fat man was kowtowing, Nanfeng took a broom from the wall and started cleaning.
There is a pile of debris in the lower left corner of the stone room, including a rotten coffin, some paper money and incense candles left in the memorial ceremony, as well as wine jars and other debris. The south wind swept the dust into the corner and took the opportunity to stuff the tortoise shells into the debris in the corner. .
After thinking about it, he took out the tortoise shell again. If Li Chaozong and others find this place, they will definitely search in the coffin first. If they find no results, they will search for debris. If the tortoise shell is hidden here, Li Chaozong will definitely find it. But before that, Hua Cier's ancestors had to be unlucky, and they couldn't implicate Hua Cier's ancestors just to plot against Li Chaozong.
But this pile of debris in the stone room is the best place to place the tortoise shell. If it were placed outside, Li Chaozong would definitely become suspicious.
After a brief but urgent thought, Nanfeng came up with a plan. He took the incense candles, paper money and other items left from the previous memorial ceremony and burned them near the debris. When the flames rose, he trampled the tortoise shell into pieces and threw it into the fire.
This is done to cover up the color of the tortoise shell stubble.
It was natural to burn paper during worship, so Hua Ci'er and Fatty didn't think much about it. After kowtow, Fatty returned to the door, talked to Hua Ci'er and waited.
Nanfeng controlled the heat until the tortoise shell stubble turned gray. He stopped burning and used wood chips to remove the tortoise shell. He found a piece the size of a copper coin and left it outside. The other pieces were placed in different locations in the debris pile.
After doing this, the fire was extinguished, and the ashes were swept into the corner with a broom, leaving only the piece the size of a copper coin outside.
After cleaning, I felt that the tortoise shell was too far away from the corner, so I used a broom to sweep the tortoise shell towards the corner.
Just as he was about to leave, he remembered another detail. He squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch the ground, found an uneven spot where the stone slabs were connected, and moved the tortoise shell there. This made sense. The reason why the tortoise shell was not swept into the corner was, It was stuck in the gap between the stone slabs.
As the saying goes, details determine success or failure. Anyone in a high position is without exception a careful person. What kind of person is Li Chaozong? If you want to deceive him, you must do everything in a flawless manner. Even so, he is not 100% sure that he can deceive Li Chaozong. .
But that's all that can be done, the rest is up to luck.
The return was much faster. After seeing the sun again, the three of them were in a good mood. Nanfeng was in a good mood because he had achieved his goal. Fatty was in a good mood because Hua Qi'er also gave him two ants. Hua Qi'er was in a good mood because both He showed off his wealth without letting the fat man take it away.
"You two go back and rest, we have to leave." Hua Qier closed the door.
"Brother, where are the two hammers you mentioned?" The fat man was thinking about weapons.
"It's over the stove, you two go and look for it." Hua Caier pointed to the northwest.
The two of them followed the direction Hua Qi'er was pointing and looked to the northwest. There was a simple furnace there, surrounded by weeds. From a glance, they knew it had been abandoned for a long time.
"I should have taken that ax just now." The fat man muttered. Who would throw good things away? This is a truth that all children know.
"If you are idle, you are idle. Let's go and take a look..."