It was already the afternoon of the ninth day when we left the Qinling Mountains and arrived in Xi'an. We had been out for nine days, and there were only eleven days left until the time that Grandpa Taizu agreed to meet us in Death Valley. We still had to go to Sichuan to find the master of jade refining to glue the broken blood jade together.
But this wizard has been dead for hundreds of years. Even if he left descendants, where can we find him in such a vast sea of people? Great Grandpa gave us an address, which was a place name in Sichuan when he was alive. Shen Bing and I searched for two hours in the Internet cafe, but we couldn't find where this place called Yigou Town was. But we know the approximate location, which is in the Bazhong area of Sichuan. According to Great Grandpa's memory, it is deep in the mountains.
I'm just wondering, why would these strange people hide in the mountains? And the mountains in Bazhong are majestic and steep, aren't they playing tricks on us
Shen Bing and I had planned to stay in Xi'an tonight, but because we were anxious, we immediately bought tickets to Chengdu, arrived at Chengdu Airport at midnight, and found a hotel nearby to check in. We got up early in the morning, bought train tickets, and took the train to Bazhong. It was already 6:30 pm when we got off the train, and everything outside the ticket gate was shrouded in darkness.
Damn it, even though we got off the plane and caught the train without stopping, another day had passed. There were only ten days left, including the journey to Death Valley. Shen Bing and I felt breathless. This was more stressful than in Qinling Mountains. At least some people had heard of Duanlong Village. We asked about the name of Yigou Town at the train station, and everyone shook their heads!
No matter whether we can find a place or not, we will stay here tonight. We will stay at a hotel near the train station and call Lu Fei after dinner. They didn't even bother to ask us about our absence for ten days. They thought we were going to Mars to look for someone and there was no way to contact them
Unexpectedly, Lu Fei complained bitterly as soon as he answered the phone. They had not lived in peace for the past ten days. Great grandfather asked them to dig for treasures around Shangcheng Town. They got up early and came back late every day, but they still hadn't found it. Speaking of this treasure, I didn't know what it was. Later, when I met great grandfather, I realized that our Xi family was not from Shangcheng Town, but from Xinyang, Henan. At that time, we came to Shangcheng Town to find a treasure to deal with the Gate of Life and Death.
According to legend, the remains of an ancient loyal minister are buried here. When he was alive, he had a "Shangyang Sword" that could kill hundreds of demons and thousands of ghosts. It was a magical weapon that was unmatched in the world. The town of Shangyang was named after this sword. It was originally called Shangyang Town, but later it was changed to Shangcheng because it was the fief of this minister.
This treasure has killed countless evil spirits, and its domineering aura alone can make evil spirits tremble in fear. Not to mention the power of the sword itself to subdue evil spirits and demons, which is three times more powerful than the sword that kills ghosts in the underworld. So many people were looking for this artifact, but the deceased was quite smart. Like Cao Cao, he set up many suspicious tombs. Although there were not 72, there were at least a dozen empty tombs, so that Grandpa Taizu and those guys who coveted the artifact searched for many years, and their beards turned white, but they still couldn't find it.
Grandpa Taizu settled here for this reason, but he also found clues about the sword before he died. However, this time he encountered a thousand-year-old ghost in Woshi, Northeast China. This guy turned out to be a servant of the owner of Shangyang Sword. According to this person's recollection, before his death, his master built 18 pseudo-tombs for himself, of which only two were real, one was his habitation tomb, and the other was the sword tomb where the sword was buried. However, the servant was of low status and only knew that the real tomb was among the eight tombs built around Shangcheng Town, and there were cases of confusing the real with the fake, that is, it looked like an empty tomb, but it was actually a real one, but the layout inside the tomb deceived the eyes of tomb robbers.
The three major taboos are combined into one. In addition to the help of the Nanshan Yin-Yang Feng Shui Bureau and the blood jade in my hand, it also depends on the Xiaoxue Tianxi female ghost and the Shangyang sword that shocks the world and makes ghosts cry to break it.
The great grandfather asked the four of them to stay and help in order to find this thing. If they couldn't find it, going to Death Valley would undoubtedly lead to death. Lu Fei and the other four searched for tombs outside the town every day, and their hands were covered with calluses, but they didn't even find an empty tomb.
I felt much better when I heard this. Even though their work was nothing compared to the life and death struggles in Duanlong Village, they were exhausted like a grandson, and I felt a sense of balance in my heart.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Bing went back to her room to take a shower. I pondered for a while in the room, and then ran to the front desk to ask where there were antique shops in Bazhong City, and I wanted the kind of old shops. The waiters said they didn't know, but at this time, a local happened to be checking in with his friends. When he heard my question, he answered me enthusiastically. There is an old antique shop in the southwest of the city, which mainly sells jade.
My heart skipped a beat. This was definitely a clue to find the person who had refined the jade. I immediately asked for the address, thanked the man, and ran back upstairs to knock on Shen Bing's door.
"What are you doing? I'm taking a shower." Shen Bing's voice sounded very alert from inside the door, as if she was worried that I might have some ideas.
"Hurry up and get dressed and follow me out."
"What are you doing out here so late at night? I'm tired, if you want to go out, go out on your own."
"Okay, I'll go by myself. If I find any clues tonight, I'll probably go to Yigou Town right away. You wait for me in the hotel..."
"Wait, I'll get dressed right away!"
Sitting in the taxi, Shen Bingjin combed her wet hair with her hands, pouted and complained that I didn't tell her earlier. She didn't even have time to rinse off the shower gel halfway through the shower, and felt uncomfortable all over. I smiled and told her that it only took two minutes to rinse off the shower gel, and I could wait, so there was no need to rush out.
Shen Bing was stunned for a moment, then she pouted and cursed angrily: "You stupid country bumpkin, why didn't you tell me earlier..."
Then I got a slap on the head!
This antique shop is located in a remote area, but because it is a centuries-old brand, its business is very hot. Taxi drivers know this shop, and many outsiders rush here to buy good things. It's just that it is closed at night, but I don't care about that. Time is tight and I can't wait until tomorrow.
The taxi dropped us off at a very quiet street and turned back. It was already past ten o'clock at night, and under the dim street lights, there was no one on the street except the two of us. A slight breeze blew at the right time, making the place feel eerie.
The shop was right in front of me, the rolling shutter door was closed, and above the door hung a black lacquered plaque with four golden characters written on it: "Yuxiang Antiques"!
Shen Bing raised her hand to knock on the door, but I pulled her back and pointed at the bottom of the rolling door. She looked at me in confusion, then lowered her head and looked down.
"The door is not locked?" Shen Bing asked curiously.
Yes, the door was not locked, it was just pulled down, but there was a gap several centimeters from the ground. Ordinarily, such a low-level mistake should not happen in an antique shop, as there were valuable antiques inside. If the door lock was not good, the camera above the door alone would not be able to prevent thieves.