Daomu Biji

The silk books on the surface were soaked with blood. With so much blood, either someone's head was cut off and blood spattered everywhere, or many people were injured and suffered. It later turned out that these things were carried out in the arms of six people. Four of the six people were dead at this time, and the other two were still lying in a tent outside. I don’t know what the outcome was. There is a kind of Luhuang silk that is extremely difficult to decipher, and very few remain in the world. Jin Wantang knew at a glance that the batch sent was of this kind. It was impossible to decipher it overnight. He could only restore the rough text and write it in modern Chinese characters, and placed The meaning in the code may not be solved even if it takes another ten years. The depressive atmosphere suffocated him, but the long rest allowed him to relax enough, so he quickly entered the state. In the next ten days, he restored all the silk books that could be restored with high quality and quantity. Because his mind is extremely clear, he regretted not "taking advantage of others" before. When he was working, he felt a pang in his heart. Especially on the eve of completion, a kind of anxiety arose in his heart. The value of Luhuang silk is continuous. Even if it is a rubbing, if the rubbing is clear, it will be a lot of wealth. It is absolutely right to hold this in hand. However, seeing how nervous Lao Jiumen is, and someone paid for it with his life, he will take it for a while. It will not bring great disaster to myself, and there is a lot of moral condemnation in my heart, but if I don't take it, I will be on a pirate ship. In this case, I don't know whether I can get my reward, even if I can get it. , in three years this amount of money has long been no longer a reciprocal transaction. If you don’t take it, I’m afraid there won’t be another chance. He hesitated and hesitated, but in the end it was his body that made the decision for him. He secretly stuffed a piece of Luhuang silk into his sleeve, completely out of his hesitation, and the unconscious movements of his hands, waiting for him Reflexively, he had already done so, and luckily no one noticed. Now that he had done it, there was no reason to return it, so he made up his mind. At night, he carefully sewed the silk book into the sole of his cloth shoe under the quilt (because there were three people in a tent). After thinking about it for a while, I felt that there could be no problem. These things were already defective, one was missing, and no one had counted them, so there was no reason why they might be discovered. So I slowly felt at ease. However, after relaxing, like some fables, he suddenly had another idea: stealing one is stealing, it is better to steal another. So he tried his old trick again the next day, but unfortunately, something happened this time. Because he didn't expect that the next day would be his last day here. On this day, he completed the final finishing work. He hid the silk book in his sleeve and was about to return to the tent to hide it again. Suddenly someone came and told him that he It was arranged that he would leave the mountain directly that night and could return to Beijing. This was something he didn't expect. He thought he would have at least a few more months to stay. However, when he heard that he could leave the mountain, he was undoubtedly happy. After realizing it, he immediately agreed. No one came to see him off. Mrs. Huo was quite polite to him in Beijing, but here he didn't force it. She must be in no mood to take care of these things now, so he went back to the tent to pack his bags. Unexpectedly, there What awaited him was a thorough body search. That's Jie Jiuye's philosophy. I won't guard against your petty thefts, but in the end, you will never take away the things you steal. Jin Wantang still remembered his embarrassment that night. When he heard that he was going to be searched, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. He thought of countless ways in an instant, but he was too pressed for time and had no time to deal with it. The guy who searched him was very polite at the beginning, which gave Jin Wantang the only buffer. He first took off his shoes and the shoes of the person next door very close, and then opened his things bit by bit for them to check. At the same time, he was thinking of an excuse, but unfortunately it was too late. He opened the things, and one of the guys went up to check. The other guy asked him to go to another tent to search him. He pretended to be very indifferent, deliberately put on the shoes of the guy next door, and followed him. When I went out, I thought about throwing away the silk book in my sleeve on the road. Unfortunately, I was discovered on the spot. After that, the guy wasn't so friendly, and in the tent,

His bedding and clothes were all torn apart, and all corners of the tent were searched. All the clothes on his body were stripped off and his shoes were pried open. Fortunately, he changed his shoes beforehand and the contents in the shoes were not discovered. Afterwards, he was turned to the Jiumen Gate and met the young leader of the old Jiumen Gate. Speaking of which, this young man was simply reclusive and rarely showed up in the camp, including the entire Laojiumen. Jin Wantang had very few opportunities to see them in the past three years. When he was on the road, he could only see from a distance. Now that he saw him so close, it could even be said that it was the first time that he saw clearly what this young man looked like. This young man was less than thirty years old, with an indescribable peace in his brows. He was discussing something with another person at the time. Jin Wantang lied and claimed that he was a first-time offender. This was the first time that there was a mistake, and the purpose was not for money. But because I am interested in silk books and want to unravel this. The young man looked into his eyes, walked over, and pressed the acupuncture point on his head with two fingers. With such sudden force, he almost heard his skull making a sound of bursting. The pain was so painful that he almost went crazy. The young man's face was expressionless, and his fingers continued to exert force. Then, the young man began to ask him questions. Jin Wantang still wanted to lie, but found that he could not think at all under the severe pain. The lies were full of loopholes. In the unbearable pain, he gave up all his thoughts and told him about the shoes. Also offered. Severe pain at the Touwei point is a symptom of neurasthenia and extreme brain fatigue. Squeezing the Touwei point may cause temporary thinking difficulties and fatigue illusion in the brain. When people are extremely tired, they will give up lying and resistance in order to seek relief. An Ning, research by CA in the United States also shows that the effect of physical torture is not as good as that of brain torture. Therefore, fatigue-extracting confessions has now become the main means of extorting confessions in many places. On TV, I often see lights shining on faces in interrogation rooms. Bombing in turn. In China, the use of acupuncture points to extract confessions is also an ancient practice. After he finished speaking, he thought he was going to die. Fortunately, Mrs. Huo felt that he was reliable in the past, and that keeping him might be useful in the future. She finally interceded for him because it seemed that Lao Jiumen was brewing something huge and was not too concerned about his affairs. Care, so the quiet young man in the lead asked Mrs. Huo to handle the matter. In the end, he was simply exempted from all payments and kicked out naked. He returned to the tent, put on his torn clothes and shoes, and repaired them roughly. Then someone came over to urge him, and he left the mountain in despair, and was told not to say anything. After arriving in Beijing, he was still uneasy for several years, but after that, Lao Jiumen got worse and worse, and later became silent. He gradually relaxed, and then he heard some rumors one after another, saying that after he left, the people on the cliff Something big happened again, and the Old Nine Sect suffered numerous casualties and their vitality was severely damaged. So when Mrs. Huo's letter arrived, he was frightened to death, thinking that old things had been brought up again. After Huo Xiuxiu finished speaking, she said, "The young man who forced him to confess was said to have two extraordinarily long fingers." After saying that, he looked at Menyou Bottle and said, "He looks very quiet. Do you think this has any clues for you? ?" I remained silent, but the fat man also looked at the oil bottle. The moonlight outside the window was covered by dark clouds, and the room was almost completely dark. "So, what is the identity of this young man?" The fat man pondered for a moment and asked: "Does Jin Wantang have any guesses?" Huo Xiuxiu said: "He thinks that he is probably the head of the old nine sects, a member of the Zhang Family Grand Buddha. , because only people from Lord Zhang Dafo can command the heroes, and Lord Zhang is very old, and may even have passed away, so this person may be a descendant of Lord Zhang." I glanced at the fat man, who shook his head: " No, the Laojiu Sect is just a ranking in the world, not a hierarchy. Even if it is Zhang Dafo himself, he needs a big reason to command these people, just like a rebellion needs a reason. If he grows up as a descendant of the Buddha, Damn it, it’s even more impossible for a junior to command an elder.” I nodded and thought of this, but in fact there is no conflict: “It’s impossible for a junior to command an elder, but the status of the Great Buddha of the Zhang family was very special at that time, and his children , nor is he an ordinary person. Although he is a junior in Laojiumen, he may have a very prominent position in the social class. The reason why he can command these thorns may not be his ability and seniority, but his status at the time. And the interests of the party represented by the identity." The fat man lit up a cigarette and looked at Huo Xiuxiu: "You have nothing to go further? Jin Wantang, there must be more to say, right?" Huo Xiuxiu nodded and was about to speak, when she heard The gate to the yard on one side creaked open. Then, two or three hands swept over with their flashlights. The fat man suddenly jumped up and looked out through the ivy. Huo Xiuxiu and I also walked over. Before we could see the clues, Huo Xiuxiu took a breath of cold air and said, "No, my grandma is here!" She said immediately. Look around, I asked you why, she said: "I can't let my grandma know that I'm checking her. Don't say anything, I have to hide." She suddenly turned over and jumped on the table, her figure was like an acrobat. She climbed onto the beam quietly, I don't even know how she got up. I saw some strange twists and turns on her body. The little girl has a delicate figure, her waist is soft, and her movements are very beautiful. But as soon as she went up, the fat man said bad, and became anxious. I felt strange, but I saw the little girl took the jade seal that the fat man had hidden on it, and said softly: "So it's here, hidden in such an obvious place. See It looks like you don't want it anymore, can I take it?" The fat man said anxiously, "No, no, aunt, you are taking advantage of others.

"Xiu Xiu smiled. When she heard the footsteps approaching, she threw the jade seal down. Fatty caught it with a tiger pounce. After that, she reached the sky window with the same strange acrobatic movements, then leaned out and went out. She turned around and said, "Auntie. Not interested in this thing, see you tomorrow. "It disappeared in an instant. The fat man and I looked at each other, and we heard the sound of going upstairs. He sat down, put the jade seal aside lovingly, and said: "These witches in the Huo family are so damned. They just finished serving the witch granddaughter. We have to serve the demon old lady, we are almost ready for emotional escort. "I hissed. We were very useful to the little girl, but we still couldn't expose her, so I looked at the door. After a while, the door was pushed open. The fat man and I looked at it. Suddenly we were stunned and saw Huo Xiuxiu walking away. We came in, followed by a few people, carrying several sets of bedding and wine. They looked at us and said in surprise: "Hey, you went to buy bedding yourself? Didn’t I tell you not to go out? "The fat man looked at me, and I looked at the fat man. He even sat upright, and our faces instantly turned pale.\u003c/p\u003e

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