Chapter 59: Important Clues (I)
"Where is Monk Daguan?" shopkeeper Lu couldn't help but ask.
"Don't be in a hurry, we'll go to him in a minute. The only one who was calm and relaxed said.
"Wait, what are you waiting for?"
Canghai sleeved his hands, looked at everyone's faces with a faint smile, and finally sighed and called: "Hengchuan, come here." β
"What are you doing?" Heng Chuan took a step and a half, and suddenly felt a tightness in his waist, and Lonely Shuyang actually followed half a step forward, and the two of them stared at the same time. Hengchuan shouted, "Wow, hell, how can the belts be tied together? Wow, this, this...... Why can't you untie it, what knot is this?" Heng Chuan and Lonely Shuyang hurriedly tinkered with the belt knot that was originally very good-looking, but now it had become a big pimple, but it was getting tighter and tighter.
Canghai pursed his lips and smiled with his eyebrows bent, "Do you want to know what knot Lu Dao is? Let me tell you, it is a double-lock 'concentric knot'." β
"What, what! Perverted, what are the two big men tying concentric knots! If you want to fight, it's him and Miss Luo! What are you doing-" Heng Chuan suddenly stopped, looked at Lonely Shuyang, slapped his thigh and shouted: "That old man takes revenge on me!
"Hey, be quiet, he hasn't gone far yet," Canghai wrapped one hand around his chest and the other hand on his chin, laughing super happily with everyone. Luo Xinyue blushed and pursed her lips, looking delicate and sweet. Lonely Shuyang glanced at her, and also asked Canghai with a red face: "What am I for?"
Canghai couldn't help but bite his lower lip, "Count you unlucky, who let you stand closest to him." β
"Master, I know that you will definitely solve it, will you untie it for me first?" Hengchuan dragged Lonely Shuyang to Canghai, and it was rare to be convinced.
"How do you know that I will definitely solve it? When your son-in-law is a god. Canghai smiled, but still stretched out his hand, and untied it in three or two clicks. Hengchuan looked at the belt in surprise, then at the sea, and then at the belt, and his face suddenly sank, "It's wrinkled and ugly, that old man's hand is quite fast, and he will be tied like this when he walks over from me!" Everyone couldn't help but think of Old Man Hong's short and thick fingers. Sure enough, people are not to be seen.
Canghai walked around behind the table and said with a smile: "Thank him, if he ties one I won't solve, you can only ask for scissors." β
"Is there anything in this world that you won't have?" Hengchuan paused, and said, "By the way, at least you won't have children." β
Canghai looked at the beams of the house, but the corners of his lips bent unconsciously. Lowering his head, he lifted the Taishi chair behind the table, pointed his toes on the wooden floor under the chair, and said, "Have you laughed enough? β
"Go down?"
In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Canghai hooked his fingers deeply to the flowers and leaves. "Ah, I forgot to give it back to you," Hanaba Shen took out a small sword with a swarthy scabbard from his bosom and handed it over. A thin, narrow blade of the sword emerged from the sky, and it plunged into the gap in the wooden floor under the chair. This small black sword is the one that the flowers and leaves have shaved through the steel armor last night.
Lonely Shuyang said casually: "It turns out that this sword belongs to Xiao Tang? No wonder it's so powerful." What kind of sword is this?"
"I don't know what kind of birthday the old man gave me a birthday gift?" he gave it to me and accepted it," Canghai replied, already magically using his little sword to pry the wooden floor, "At first I thought it was some kind of broken copper and iron, but later I found out that it was very sharp." "It's not just very sharp, this guy really doesn't know the goods. Little Shell sighed, "The people you know are really terrible people. β
Tang Qiuchi's eyes rolled, "So you always carry it with you?"
"yes. β
Tang Qiuchi pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "I may know the origin of this sword. "Everyone listened attentively.
"There is a people outside the border who value a woman's chastity more than her life, and if she is defiled, not only will the man not be held responsible, but the woman who suffers will be burned in public by the tribal patriarch. β
Hua Ye's eyes widened and covered her small mouth, and Luo Xinyue frowned.
"Finally, a woman became the patriarch of the tribe, and she wanted to completely change the old rules of inequality, but she was forced by the pressure of men and the long-term implementation of the old rules, but she did not succeed,"
Luo Xinyue sighed.
However, she added another power to the women, that is, if a man wants to do wrong, the woman has the right to fight to the death with him to protect herself, and for this she can even deprive the other party of her life, and if she fails, then the woman also has the right to self-judgment and no longer have to suffer from burning herself. Everyone couldn't help but sigh a little. Tang Qiuchi looked at Canghai's smooth forehead, which only showed a little when he lowered his head, and happily continued: "Therefore, in the future, women will carry small swords and daggers for fighting, and this kind of small sword is called 'chastity sword'." β,
Canghai had already sunk his face halfway through listening and continued the work in his hands. After Tang Qiuchi finished speaking, everyone eased up, and suddenly laughed.
Hengchuan also asked stupidly, "Is it really fake?" Everyone laughed again, and Canghai glared at him fiercely.
"Have you laughed enough, go down if you have laughed enough!" the pried wooden floor flipped open to reveal a swarthy cavern underground, with stone steps leading down into the darkness.
"Hey, there's a tunnel, why didn't you say it earlier, it made us worry for a long time. β
Canghai didn't answer, obviously very unhappy, took an oil lamp from the table, picked up the hem of his clothes and was about to go down the tunnel.
"Wait a minute," Xue Hao stopped him and took the oil lamp in his hand, "I'll go down first." Canghai took a breath, and just as he was about to clean up his mood, Xue Hao glanced at the small sword in his hand and said with a smile: "You have a little good." With that, he turned around, followed a few steps of stone, lowered his head and disappeared into the tunnel.
A group of nine marched through the dark crypt. Xue Hao took the lead, and Tang Qiuchi walked last. After nineteen steps, there is a smooth stone path, long and long, and I don't know what to do. Seven oil lamps in the hands of the seven men illuminated the walls made of bluestone on both sides, illuminating the faces of the two women in the middle, one a little frightened, the other a little anxious. The crypt was cool and shady, and the cold seemed to slowly penetrate into the clothes, and the cold made my back tingle for a while. The oncoming breeze blew on the face, and the lights flickered and flickered, dragging everyone's shadows against the wall.
The air that smells the smell of regurgitation in the nose, andβ
"Huh, what's this smell?" Shell frowned, he seemed to be very sensitive to smells and the like. Everyone took a deep breath in the air.
Canghai looked down and looked back, and shouted, "Hengchuan! I told you to throw those shoes away, why haven't you thrown them away!" Canghai's voice hung high in the tunnel, and it lasted for a long time. Everyone suddenly wanted to vomit.
Hengchuan replied with a big grin: "Then what can be done? You are so poor, I am going to throw away this pair, do you still have the money to buy me a new one?"
The unsettling atmosphere that lurked in the air vanished.