Chapter 128 Old Master

Xiaozhebie and his wife were confused by my sudden action and stood by the bed, neither standing nor sitting.

I stepped over them and lifted the pillowcase with a "clatter". A yellowish-brown ceramic pillow was exposed, with a bracelet on each side. The bracelet was very thick, and it was clearly an old thing.

"Oh, I just talked about the artifact, and then I found an old thing. Let me take a look!"

Lao Bai muttered, walked forward, hesitated for a moment, and still did not dare to touch the pillow. He squatted down and carefully observed the bracelet on the side.

He is an expert in this field. He can tell what is a good thing at a glance.

But facing this thing, he was in a dilemma.

In his words, this is an old thing. Who among modern people is stupid enough to make such a ceramic pillow? It is hard and so high, and it is not comfortable to use as a pillow. No one will use it. There is no market at all. But he couldn't tell the specific era.

Because the age of normal pottery is first judged by the shape and the decoration, glaze and painting on it, but this pottery pillow has an ordinary shape, and it is bare, with nothing on it. If you want to identify it, you can only touch it. But in this situation, who dares to touch it? I am afraid that they want to grow big eyeballs all over their bodies.

However, the bracelets on the left and right sides of this pottery pillow are a bit interesting. They are bronze, horse-shaped, and have a typical nomadic style. They are definitely not from the Central Plains.

"Could it be that this thing caused the trouble?"

I also murmured in my heart. It is impossible to test the law. This is indeed an antique, but after all, it is a pillow, which is a personal item. How could half of the people in the pastoral area be fooled?

Lao Bai was more mean. He kept looking at Xiaozhe's head, smiling eerily, and asked inexplicably: "Except for you two, are all the people who have this strange disease men?"

"Yeah, it seems to be true..."

Xiaozhe thought about it and nodded. Then this man got scared all of a sudden. When he looked at his wife, his eyes looked like he wanted to eat her. His wife still hasn't reacted yet, with a confused look on her face.

"Okay, stop making a fuss. It's not chaotic enough now!"

I pushed Lao Bai and thought to myself, how dare this bastard joke about such a thing? If he is not careful, someone might die. I turned around to comfort Xiao Zhebie. After he calmed down a little, I asked, "This pillow is so strange. It is an ancient pillow. Why do you two still use it?"

Without waiting for Xiao Zhebie to speak, his wife spoke up: "I brought it with me when I got married. My family is also in this pastoral area. This pillow is an old item. It has been in my family for many years. It is said that it was brought back by my grandfather when he was young to fight the Russians. This pillow is comfortable to use. It is cool in summer and warm in winter. It is called warm in winter and cool in summer. My family has always treated it as a treasure. I brought it when I got married and I have been using it all these years."

Old Bai squatted beside the bed and stared at the ceramic pillow. He couldn't help laughing when he heard it: "You are all a bunch of blind people. Although I can't accurately determine the age of this thing and see what story it has, I can basically guess that this thing has a history of at least thousands of years and is so well preserved. It is a thing from the nomadic area and is very rare. If you really sell it, why do you go into the mountains to steal? It will be enough to eat for several years at least."

"So valuable? My mother's family has more!"

His wife's face was happy, but then it dimmed again. Maybe she thought of her son who died tragically, and sighed: "What's the point of saying this now?"

My attention was not on the ancient artifact in front of me, but on the information that Xiaozhe's wife inadvertently revealed in her words.

She has a lot of things like ceramic pillows at home.

This was brought back by her grandfather when he fought the Russians!

Could it be that this thing really caused a monster?

I see his wife is not young anymore. If you really trace it back, when his grandfather was young, it was probably the end of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, NMG and the Northeast were severely damaged by the Russians. Many people did run out to fight the Russians. As far as I know, they went out in groups at that time. There is no way that there was more than one person in this pastoral area.

Will other people also bring back things?

My intuition tells me that the things in this pastoral area may not be retribution in this life. There are many reasons for the intricate connections.

For a while, I was not in a hurry to go out for a walk, but sat down and talked about this with Qi Ye and others.

"That's right. Our pastoral area also produced great heroes in the past!"

Qi Ye talked about this endlessly: "Those years were chaotic. Today the Russians came, tomorrow the Japanese came. Many young people in the pastoral area had no time to manage their business and went out to fight. Xiaozhe's wife's grandfather was one of them. I remember seeing him when I was a child. He was covered with gunshot wounds and knife wounds. There were 20 to 30 people who went out with him, and in the end more than ten came back. There were many things like this pillow. Every family had one or two of them!"

The facts were really similar to what I thought!

Now it seems that the strange diseases in the pastoral area should be related to these things!

However, these things have been here for nearly a hundred years. Why did they go wrong at this critical moment?

This matter may be related to our mission this time!

Even Brother Yaozi and Lao Bai were keenly aware of the unusualness of the matter. They stopped talking and listened to my questions at ease.

Unfortunately, Qiye is just a big shot. He is good at bragging, but when he really wants to say something, he is dumbfounded. He can't say anything useful about the origin of these things and when the legend of their "holy mountain" originated.

In the end, even Lao Bai was so angry that he called him a fool!

Qiye was also a little discouraged. He said that those old people were unwilling to say more, and only occasionally told them a few words. How could he know so much?

However, Xiao Zhebie's wife rolled her eyes, gave Xiao Zhebie a fist, and said: "These young brothers are interested in these things, so they must have their own ideas. We don't know these things, but there is someone in the pastoral area who must know. I heard from my father that before my grandfather and his brothers brought these things back, they came back in advance and found someone, an outsider. I have talked to you about this matter!!"

"You mean... Old Diaoye?"

Xiao Zhebie was stunned, and then overjoyed: "Oh, it's true. We don't know these things, and the old people in the pastoral area may not know them, but Old Diaoye must know them!!"

The Old Diaoye they are talking about is an old man who has come from that era. He is over 100 years old this year and is a centenarian.

This old man is not a local. It is said that his hometown is Shandong. He killed someone in Shandong and fled to Jilin. He joined a gang and had a feud with the big family in the mountain area. He had no choice but to continue to run away. That's why he came here. He doesn't live in the pastoral area, but lives at the foot of the Greater Khingan Mountains not far from here. He works as a mountain guard. He is old and helpless, so the government didn't drive him away.

He has been here for many years. When he came here, he settled down. The local old and young men helped him a lot, so now he has a good relationship with the pastoral area. These people can go into the mountains to poach, all because the old man turned a blind eye. Otherwise, with the old man's eyes brighter than an eagle, they have nothing to do at all!

Things in this pastoral area are full of mystery. We don't even know where the real boss is, and there is no way to solve it. The most important thing now is to find out what they are up to. Now there is still a sensible person like Old Diaoye alive, so of course we can't let him go. We took Qiye and went out immediately, led a few horses, and went straight to Old Diaoye.

When we arrived, this Old Diaoye was sitting in front of the door smoking a pipe, with gray hair and beard, looking like a wild man.

After we dismounted and explained our purpose, Old Diaoye's eyes kept looking at us. He didn't look like a centenarian at all. I felt hair all over my body. After a while, he let us into the house.

Brother Yaozi whispered to me, "This is a ghost in broad daylight. This old man is not easy to mess with. Although he is over a hundred years old, he thinks it is no problem to knock me down. He is just like an old wolf. If we don't have some skills, we will be driven away before we can enter this room. The other party just looked at us, actually looking at our bones. Without this ability, we are not worthy of his eyes.

I never thought that it was a contest just now!

However, since this old man still thinks highly of us, he didn't hide anything when he talked, and the things that happened in the past were laid out in front of us bit by bit.

The legend of the holy mountain in this place really started from that time.

In the Gengzi year, the Boxer Rebellion broke out in the capital, the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded China, and the Maozi soldiers entered Manchuria and Mongolia from the northeast. This is a large group of robbers. After they came, they not only looted cultural relics, but also went deep into the mountains and forests to dig tombs everywhere. Many resistance forces spontaneously emerged among the people. Xiaozhebie's wife's grandfather joined one of the resistance forces.

At that time, a group of Maozi soldiers happened to get into the Greater Khingan Range and were active near this pastoral area. Rumors spread that there must be a big tomb in the mountains.

Because this is the hometown of Xiaozhebie's wife's grandfather, this group of people was sent here to cause damage.

For this kind of thing, they naturally had to find Lao Diaoye. To put it bluntly, they hoped that Lao Diaoye could be a guide. Lao Diaoye agreed without hesitation and led them to the mountains and ran into a group of Maozi soldiers. Unexpectedly, this group of Maozi soldiers really found the ancient tomb and pulled a full car of things.

Without saying anything, the two sides immediately exchanged fire. As a result, they were beaten to pieces after the first encounter. This was normal. After all, they were a group of people holding machetes and bows and arrows. How could they fight against the firearms of the regular army?

The Maozi soldiers chased them relentlessly. If it weren't for the fact that Lao Diaoye was familiar with the mountains, they would have died long ago. In the end, they were surrounded in the valley and were about to reach a desperate situation. As a result, at night, there was a sudden strong wind around them, and it was a red wind. It was red and hazy, and they couldn't see anything. Then they heard the fierce sound of horse hooves, and the Maozi soldiers screamed like pigs being slaughtered.

They hid in the valley and didn't dare to go out. They waited until dawn the next day to climb out. The bodies of Maozi soldiers were all over the ground, and they had all become mummies! !

"Those people thought that it must be the ancestors in the tombs in the mountains who showed their power and sent out ghost soldiers to rescue them. Otherwise, why did they only look for bad luck with the Maozi soldiers and not them? Therefore, they think that there is something sacred in the mountains and not a single blade of grass or tree should be harmed."

Old Diao Ye curled up on a small stool, his pipe clacking and clacking, and said expressionlessly: "The things dug out by the Maozi soldiers were later pulled back to the pastoral area. They were originally going to sell them for military expenses, but after the old Buddha in the capital was defeated, he took out his anger on the Boxers and their resistance army, labeling them traitors and traitors, and wiped them out all at once. They had nowhere to go and had to stay in the pastoral area. Later, the Qing Dynasty was over, and the old brothers all died..."

Speaking of this, the old man was a little depressed. When they had a fight with the Russians, they were only young men of sixteen or seventeen years old. In a blink of an eye, they became like this. I guess he was thinking about the past again and refused to say a word.

We had to get up and say goodbye.

After leaving the door, I thought about it and said, "That's right. It seems that the old fox in the deep mountains did not give way. It may be related to this tomb. Everything in the pastoral area comes from this tomb. Now it suddenly attacks and makes people sick. It should be the old fox who is interfering. My master is right. For some reason, the old fox can't wait any longer and wants to kill these people all at once!"

Seventh Master followed us and asked carefully, "Then... can this evil disease be cured?"

I pointed at Brother Yaozi and said you have to ask him about this matter.

"It can be cured. Just find all those things and burn them. The target is easy to determine. If someone in a family has a strange disease, then there must be this thing in the family."

Brother Yaozi thought about it and said with a smile: "I can't see anything on the pottery pillow, but there are many things, and there must be one that has characteristics. I want to see what kind of tomb this is. It is so evil. Let's also explore the background of this old fox. What kind of tomb makes it so rare that it won't leave when the time comes, and won't give a nest of little foxes a way out..."

After that, he kicked the horse's belly hard and galloped towards the pastoral area.