"Yiyang, look, that thing seems to be a little familiar." Snow geese suddenly whispered a reminder next to me.

Following the direction she pointed, I looked over and saw that there was indeed a sign lying quietly in the corner of the cloth bag, which looked very familiar.

In a flash of thought, I simply copied the sign with one hand, and then looked at it carefully.

This is a wooden brand that is only five centimeters square, and from the point of view of the texture, it should be made of golden silk nanmu, because it feels a little heavy after entering the hand, and there is a hint of cold feeling hitting the heart.

Due to its age, the top of the sign is covered with a thick layer of dust, and the content engraved on it will not be visible for a while.

Out of curiosity, I picked up a piece of white silk on the table and gently wiped it back and forth in the center of the sign.

In about a minute, the entire water chestnut of the brand has been completely revealed, and the center of the brand is engraved with the word "dragon" in block letters!

Oh my God, this brand is exactly the same as the one my grandfather gave me, except that our Bai family's brand is engraved with a white word, and this brand is engraved with a dragon word, there is almost no difference between the two brands!

Things have come to this point, and it is estimated that discerning people can see that this brand is very likely to be the family heirloom of the Long family, one of the four great families of Xiangxi, in other words, this is also the family heirloom of Snow Goose!

Call......

Xue Yan took a deep breath and said in a rather frightened tone: "This brand seems to be exactly the same as the brand handed down by Yiyang's family, and the same is true of the brand that the patriarch of the Wang family gave to Yiyang!" ”

That's right.

I nodded with interest and said in a deep voice, "Uncle, where did you get this brand?" ”

I......

The old man hesitated for a moment, then stared at me suspiciously, puzzled: "Could it be that you know the origin of this brand?" ”

Of course!

I pretended to be angry and rebuked: "This sign is a token passed down from generation to generation in their family, you are so bold that you dare to dig the ancestral grave of the Snow Goose family." ”

Yes!

The old man snorted softly in horror, and then trembled and defended: "You...... Don't coax me, although I am old, my eyes have not yet spent, I obviously stole this brand from the grave of a surnamed Guo, how did it become a family heirloom of this young lady? ”

"You're not dead if you don't have the heart of the Yellow River, right?"

As I spoke, I neatly took out the Bai family's brand from my pocket and asked, "See for yourself what is the difference between the workmanship of the two!" ”

The old man took the sign in my hand and looked at it intently, and suddenly fine beads of sweat appeared on his face.

Unexpectedly, he stole and sold the funeral goods in the tomb to the descendants of the tomb owner, which is really funny in the world.

"What else do you have to say?" Snow Goose asked angrily with a gloomy face.

"I ...... I do not know. ”

The old man continued to respond: "The tomb I stole is obviously surnamed Guo, and it is not the Long family at all, don't fool me." ”

"The surname Guo?"

When I heard him mention the word Guo, I remembered the secret story of Xiangxi that Professor Wu told me when I was in school.

According to him, there are four big families in Xiangxi, and each of these four families holds a small wooden sword that subdues demons, and only after collecting four small wooden swords can they open the ancient tomb of Chiyou, so as to break the curse they set about the life of a child.

But later, due to historical changes and other reasons, the Long family's small wooden sword of blessing by demon subduing was passed on to a genius descendant, but this genius descendant did not want to live in Xiangxi, a small place, for the rest of his life.

So a change was launched within the family, and finally he persuaded the elders of the clan to go out alone and open a door and become the originator of Feng Shui admired by the world, that is, the cow man who wrote the strange book "The Book of Burial", Guo Pu!

Judging from the description of the old man in front of him, he felt that he had stolen the tomb of their feng shui ancestor Guo Pu?

As soon as I thought about this, a good plan suddenly came to my mind.

At the moment, he pouted and smiled, and threatened: "Uncle, you can't do it at this level, not to mention stealing other people's ancestral graves, and selling other people's ancestral objects to his descendants, isn't this a bit too unkind?" ”

"How do I know if what you're saying is true or not?" The old man still wants to be sophistry.

"The facts are in front of you, you can't believe it!"

Then I changed my mind and asked, "There is also a small peachwood sword among the burial items in the tomb, you can take it out and show it to me." ”

"You...... How do you know there's a handful of peaches in that tomb...... Peachwood sword? ”

It wasn't until this moment that the old man really began to panic, he never expected that I would be so clear about Guo Pu's tomb.

In fact, I was just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and the reason why I asked him about the peach wood sword in the tomb just now was more out of my own guess, and there was no real evidence at all.

Unexpectedly, although this old man is a lot older, his psychological quality is not good, so I cheated so casually, and he actually admitted it.

Since he has already messed up with himself, then I naturally continue to pursue by victory, and at the moment Enwei said: "Uncle, I won't care about you about stealing someone's ancestral tomb, after all, the person surnamed Guo is already a figure more than 2,000 years ago, and in terms of future generations, his feelings are limited." ”

"You only need to take out the small wooden sword in his tomb today, and then make a price, as long as it is within the range that we can accept, we will definitely give you enough amount, how about it?"

The old man looked at me timidly and suspiciously, shook his head, and said, "That little wooden sword is not with me." ”

"Not with you?"

"Didn't you just say that there was indeed that sword in the tomb?"

"Why isn't it on you?" Snow Goose couldn't wait to ask, and her face, which was still cold before, was now full of anxiety.

Hearing this, the old man sighed softly and said, "Alas, I knew that that inconspicuous little wooden sword was so valuable, I should have taken it as my own, so that it wouldn't be taken away by Situ Wuxian's gang." ”

"Situ is unharmed?"

"You mean that the little wooden sword was taken away by a guy named Situ Wuju?"

As I asked, I picked up the blessing that my grandfather had passed on to me, and looked at the old man in front of me to see if he was lying.

However, the old man replied seriously: "That's right, let's fight together, he is responsible for finding the dragon point, I am responsible for digging the grave and opening the hole, and a few are responsible for cracking the secret passage of the mechanism." ”

"And the little wooden sword you said was taken away by Situ Wuxian."

"You really didn't lie to us?" Snow Goose still asked a little uneasy.