The stone fell heavily to the ground with a muffled thud, splattered a cloud of dust, and then rolled twice on the ground, and then it didn't move-

Zhang Mazi looked at the big monkey, dumbfounded, the big monkey seemed to be very proud of his expression, the monkey showed a very humane grimace on his face, patted his paws, and let out a squeaky laugh in his mouth.

Qingyunzi said: "How is it?" Now convinced, right? Your senior brother is much more capable than you, and every time he finds an ancient tomb, he digs it with his hands. Hey, the work in hand, it's neat, it won't take one night to dig the hole down to a depth of three or five zhang, which is much more effective than a few strong men. ”

Zhang Mazi hesitated for a moment and said, "But, Master, no matter how smart this little monkey is, can he know what is valuable?" Don't fish for a long time and get a bunch of worthless rags out. ”

"That can't. Don't look at who your master is, I've been with your master and me for so long, can I still see this little bit of eyesight? Qing Yunzi lowered his voice and said sneakily: "This monkey is different from people, people look at it with their eyes, and this monkey looks at it with their hearts." It is said that these alien species have heart eyes when they are opened. It's not clear if you have the heart and eyes for the teacher, but the second child of our family, who is well-behaved, every time he goes down, he will not move the gold, silver and copper coins first, and take out the old antiquities first. It's strange to say that it seems to be able to tell which ones are older and which ones are later. ”

Zhang Mazi listened to what he said, and couldn't help but panic.

However, in these years, the theory of gods and ghosts is prevalent, and Qingyunzi Zhang said this, which is more reasonable in their opinion.

As he spoke, there was a creaking sound from the thief hole, and then the little monkey came out of it, and it was covered with dirt, and it looked very embarrassed. Fortunately, the body was not wet, and the hair was still dry, presumably because of the drought and lack of rain in the past two years, and even the tomb was not waterlogged.

The monkey's hands are full of stuff, but it seems that there is not much to gain from this trip, the left hand is a small jar, and the thing in the right hand is even more weird, it looks like a few pages.

The big monkey swooped over, took the jar in his hand, looked it up and down, and slammed it on the ground. Zhang Mazi couldn't say the sentence 'don't smash it first' in his mouth, and couldn't help but be very angry, and said, "Master, what if this jar is also a rare thing?" ”

"Hey, where are so many rarities? It's a broken clay pot. Qingyunzi waved his hand disappreciatively: "These two monkeys are measured, if it is really a good thing, they will not fall." ”

Zhang Mazi was speechless for a while, he found that in this strange combination of two people and two monkeys, he was the most incompetent for the time being.

And it's likely that this situation will continue for quite some time.

The clay pot shattered into several pieces on the ground, but inside it was a large lump of cyan that shimmered with metallic luster and looked like a metal block.

Zhang Mazi took a closer look, only to see that it was a mountain of money - that is, a lot of copper coins were put into the jar, and they were buried in the ground for too long, and a lot of soil was put into the jar, and the soil glued the copper coins together, even if the jar was smashed, it would still maintain its shape.

This thing is not uncommon, and it has been preserved in later generations, and many collectors even have a lot of money mountains in different shapes, three or four feet high. Because of the large stock of copper coins, the stock of large stocks is large, so it is naturally worthless. And this is especially true in this era, which exists as a circulating currency.

Qingyunzi sighed: "It seems that the good things in it are really emptied, and I am afraid that this harvest will be ......."

Zhang Mazi understood what he meant, this little monkey seemed to have a very high vision before, and he specially picked up good things to take, and the gold and silver were all idle and unavailable, but now he didn't even let go of these copper coins, so it can be seen that there are indeed no good things in it.

The little monkey probably felt that he didn't catch anything good this time, and he lost face the first time he behaved in front of Zhang Mazi, and he couldn't help but be a little depressed, and handed the pages to Qingyunzi with a monkey paw.

Qingyunzi smiled, took out a few chestnuts and threw them to it, and said with a smile: "As long as you go down, it will be a credit." ”

When the little monkey saw that there were chestnuts to eat, he immediately swept away the haze, and happily ate sweetness with the big monkey, Qingyunzi then moved his attention to these pages, and he was still a little careless at first. But after a few glances, the expression on his face immediately became a little solemn.

The more he looked down, the more serious his face became, and in the end, it had turned into a complex expression of shock, fear, and fascination.

In the end, even the hand holding the page couldn't help but tremble.

Zhang Mazi had long noticed that something was wrong with his master, this page was that dark yellow color, obviously it had been a long time, and I didn't know what material it was made of, it had been buried in this ancient tomb for a long time, it had not decayed, and it was still flat and straight, faintly revealing the luster of metal. He craned his neck to look at the page, and after one glance, he was disappointed. Compared with the average green-skinned gangster, Zhang Mazi is very good, because he knows how to read, he has never gone to a private school, but Qingyunzi, a feng shui master who has learned from ancient and modern times, how can he tolerate that his single disciple is a white ding who can't read big characters?

But Zhang Mazi just looked at it, but he found that he didn't know any of the words on it. The words on it, the font is very large, I am afraid that there are only twenty or thirty words on one side of the paper, but it is complicated and tight, and there are many more than paintings, and I am afraid that there must be twenty or thirty drawings if there are fewer words, and the comparison is not an outline, but a twist, just like a small snake.

I don't know why, when Zhang Mazi read those words, he felt that there was an indescribable weirdness, which made people feel very uncomfortable, as if he was staring at something, and he was a little panicked in his heart.

"Master, what is this?"

Zhang Mazi finally couldn't hold back and asked.

"Huh?" Qingyunzi had been immersed in the pages of the book, and seemed to have completely forgotten the outside world, and at this time, he was suddenly awakened by Zhang Mazi's shout. His face turned a little pale, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, Zhang Mazi felt that the master, who had always been calm and comfortable, was a little flustered this time, and he couldn't help but be even more surprised.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Mazi asked again.

"Nothing, nothing." Qingyunzi sighed lightly, wrapped the page in a cloth and carefully put it away, turned over the big green donkey, and pointed to the money mountain on the ground: "Pick it up and take it, it's a cost on the road." ”

Zhang Mazi nodded yes, picked up the money mountain, and prepared to find a place with water to clean the money.

The two of them left the nameless cemetery, but this time it was much more dull and silent than when they came. Zhang Mazi asked again, but Qingyunzi was talking about him left and right, and Zhang Mazi knew that the master didn't want to tell him, so he didn't ask anymore.

After walking a long way, Qingyunzi looked back to the south, his face was unspeakably fanatical, and he murmured softly: "There are dragons in the Southern Wilderness?" There are dragons in the Southern Wilderness!! ”

……

Just when Qingyunzi's master and apprentice were busy working on the grave, a woman without makeup also came to the gate of the rock fort.

She wore a blue cotton coat, with a lot of patches on it, and cotton was exposed in some places, and it could be seen from the clothes that her family background should not be very good. She was also carrying a green cloth bag in her right hand, which was bulging inside, and she didn't know what it was containing. It can be seen that she is very restrained, standing in front of the tall city gate tower a little overwhelmed, a little timid in her expression, and an indescribable panic.

There was also an ox cart parked not far from the city gate, and there was a man in black clothes squatting on it, a little far away, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he should not be very old, wearing a black cotton jacket, and his clothes were also patched. The old cow that pulled the cart was also emaciated, almost skinny and bone-covered.

It is the First Killer Team stationed at the gates of the city today.

The size of the army at Fort Rock is too small, and the population is too small, so these recruits are already being used while they are still in training. For example, the key point of the Rock Fort and the only open gate now, the South Gate, has to be guarded by two killer teams every day, one during the day and one at night. The killer team stationed on duty did not come in turn, but was decided by Shi Jin by drawing lots. And every morning, afternoon, and evening, when the child arrives, and when the child arrives, there is a killer team to patrol the city wall, and the patrol killer team is also drawn by lot.

Of course, in order to prevent the training time from being reduced too much, each team of killers who have been on duty will not be able to carry out their missions until at least five days later.

When they first heard about it, the recruits were very excited, and they were looking forward to going on duty—in their opinion, it was better to do anything than to stand in a military posture and be whipped on the colonel's field, and perhaps they could be lazy and talk. Isn't it just to watch the gate, who wouldn't?

But it soon became clear that this was not the case.

Because when he went on duty, the instructor also followed.

As long as there is a trainer, there is generally no good thing, and this is already a truth that everyone agrees. The killer teams on patrol are better, and they can always be active. But the gatekeepers were badly happier, and under the strict orders of the instructors, they had to stand almost for hours in front of the tower and the gate.

Just like the current Chen Shuisheng and Jiang Laosan. One of them held a wolf in his hand, the other in his hand and a boring palladium, and stood on both sides of the gate on the left and right, facing south, with their waists straight.

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