night.

"Qiqi, send these wines and dishes to the Taoist priest."

Shopkeeper Liu ordered the kitchen to fry three dishes, put a pot of shochu on it, and urged his daughter to send it to Zhang Heng.

Liu Qi didn't want to go, but was stopped by shopkeeper Liu's words: "In our old Liu family, your cousin is the only male who wants to see people in life and a corpse in death, and he will point to the Taoist priest tomorrow to help.

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Liu Qi had no choice but to take the dinner plate reluctantly.

Dong dong dong...

Zhang Heng was meditating in the room and soon heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

With his eyes closed, Zhang Heng said without even looking.

Crunch.

With the sound of pushing the door open, Liu Qi walked in.

Although Zhang Heng did not open his eyes, a tangy fragrance hit his nostrils. He smelled the fragrance and knew who it was without looking.

"Taoist Master, how much money did you defraud from my father?"

Liu Qi put down the food and wine, closed the door, and sat at the table.

Zhang Heng did not open his eyes and said calmly: "We didn't mention the money."

"You didn't mention the money, how could you be so kind?"

Liu Qi snorted coldly: "You don't have to try to lie to me, I have seen the world. I was studying in Tianjing before..."

"Are you studying in Tianjing?"

Zhang Heng slowly opened his eyes: "During the student demonstration before, there were two student representatives from the south. One was wearing white and the other was wearing yellow. Do you recognize them?"

"You mean Bai Lanlan and Ye Dandan, right?"

Liu Qi was in a daze: "Do you know them?" After speaking, she sighed: "They have been killed."

"Yes, he was killed, and his ashes are with me."

Zhang Heng replied calmly.

"Ashes?"

Liu Qi was shocked: "You even stole ashes?"

Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment.

What kind of brain circuit is this?

Big girl or little daughter-in-law, who can't steal ashes?

There is a saying that Xiong is brainless.

Zhang Heng glanced at Liu Qi's mountain. It's not that big. Why are you talking so stupidly?

"Pindao was born in Maoshan and is not a charlatan. Why should I steal ashes?"

Zhang Heng was speechless: "You don't have to make wild guesses. I came from the south of the Yangtze River. I walked with the two of them when I came. I had some friendship with them. I took their ashes with me so that I could take them with me when I returned home and bury them."

Entering ancestral graves, fallen leaves return to their roots.”

Liu Qi smiled awkwardly and felt a little embarrassed.

Zhang Heng stopped pursuing the matter and asked instead, "Are you also a progressive student?"

"I'm not."

Liu Qi shook her head repeatedly: "I am timid. I only dare to help them distribute flyers. I cannot be considered a progressive student."

"That's it."

Zhang Heng's expression softened a bit.

There are different levels of strength, and different methods of exerting one's strength. Being able to help distribute leaflets is considered to have done your best. It is not only those who are shot that can be called progress.

Speaking of which, when they first met, Zhang Heng didn't have a good impression of Liu Qi.

She was dressed in white fox fur, and her outfit was incompatible with the small town, which reminded him of a turtle returning home.

Now look at it, although the Liu family girl is a bit pretty, she is not a charming young lady who doesn’t understand anything.

"You can go ahead. You will know tomorrow whether I am capable or not. It is useless to talk more today."

After chatting for a while, Zhang Heng started chasing people away.

After his lecture, Liu Qi became much more honest. She was so stunned that she didn't dare to stab her at all.

the next day.

Before dawn, shopkeeper Liu knocked on the door.

Zhang Heng went out and saw that there were quite a few people coming. There were 70 or 80 young men who went up the mountain with them, carrying hoes, sickles, and sticks. They looked like they were fighting for water with neighboring villages.

"Taoist Priest, there should be enough people, right?"

Shopkeeper Liu stepped forward and asked.

"It's not enough, it's more."

Zhang Heng glanced at them and said, "What are dozens of people going to do? Go to the market?"

After he finished speaking, he added: "It's enough to leave only ten young men. Those bastards who robbed tombs are still alive, so they can carry them down the mountain. If they die, they can help collect the bones. No more are needed."

Zhang Heng was 80% sure that several of the people buried in the tomb were already dead, and it was impossible to say that even their corpses would not be left in the capital.

It's just that he didn't say this to others. After all, no matter how incompetent a child is, he is still a treasure in the eyes of his parents. If he cries, it is better to keep it when he comes back to cry. He is tired of crying all the way.

"let's go!"

Accompanied by a shout.

Zhang Heng, shopkeeper Liu, Liu Qi, and ten young men set off in three carriages.

"Once we reach the mountain, you must listen to my instructions."

"No one can be sure what's in the tomb now. There's no chance that we'll be in danger. If you get closer to me, you might be able to come back with your life."

To be fair.

Fortunately for Shopkeeper Liu, according to Zhang Heng's original intention, he didn't want to bring Liu Qi's film, but he didn't resist Liu Qi's plea.

After all, one of the people who went to the grave was Liu Qi's cousin. The term "cousin" is a confusing thing to say.

Zhang Heng is an outsider, so it's not easy for him to speculate, let alone ask too many questions.

If she insists on going, then take her with you, so as not to come back with a dead body and cry to death.

Three hours later.

When everyone arrived at Beiwang Mountain, the sky was bright and it was already seven o'clock in the morning.

"Winter in the Northeast lights up really late."

Zhang Heng got off the carriage, looked at the sky, turned around and told everyone: "Let's go up the mountain. It will be bright when we reach the mountain."

Everyone responded one after another, with Shopkeeper Liu leading the way, and a group of more than ten people hurried up the mountain.

"Taoist Master, this is it."

Halfway up the mountain, near the top of the mountain, Shopkeeper Liu stopped.

Zhang Heng stepped forward to take a look and found a robbery hole on a gentle slope. The entrance of the hole was sealed with stones and branches, and it seemed that it had not been damaged.

"As long as it's not damaged, it means the contents inside haven't come out."

Zhang Heng muttered, and then ordered: "Move the things."

Hear his words.

Several young men came forward, one holding the stone, and another holding the wood, and they quickly cleared the entrance to the thief's cave.

"Taoist Master, should we go in now?"

Looking at the dark hole leading into the heart of the mountain, Shopkeeper Liu couldn't help but speak.

"Not urgent."

Zhang Heng glanced at the sky.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright and the sun was about to come out.

"Open the box."

After looking at it twice, Zhang Heng withdrew his gaze and said, "Move gently."

Click!!

Two boxes are opened.
To be continued...