"No, there are people who are running to steal things?"

After hearing Fang Yi's words, the fat man looked incredible. It took him several hours to walk the mountain road just from outside the mountain to the Taoist temple. Except for the villagers and herb collectors at the foot of the mountain, few people would enter the depths of the mountain.

"I am not from the village, but maybe I am an outsider who collects herbs..."

Fang Yi was able to deduce the general direction of the compass now, but it was very far from Jinling. It was either an alien herb collector, which was done by old thieves. However, what puzzled Fang Yi was why the people who came did not take away those more valuable Taoist classics.

Moreover, the man did not touch the old Taoist priest's tomb, which also made Fang Yi feel much less resentful. Otherwise, even if Fang Yi gave up everything, he would deduce the man's place to chase him.

"You'll know when you go back and ask..."

The fat man nodded, glanced at the huge red sandalwood box, and said, "Fang Yi, why are you moving this thing down the mountain? This box is at least hundreds of kilograms of books. Even if we are carrying it, we can't lift it..."

According to Fatty’s estimate, the wooden box that can’t even carry the ground is probably at least 300 kilograms. The mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk. Even if they can lift it, they cannot transport it safely.

"I will carry this box of books out of the mountain by myself, just help me carry this bow..."

Fang Yi handed the strong bow to the fat man, and then checked the hemp rope that bound the box. He had the strength to carry the moving box, but if the hemp rope was broken on the road, it would be a troublesome.

"Fang Yi. Otherwise, if you take out some of the books in it and each of us will help you take a little, it will also reduce a lot of weight..." Man Jun suddenly turned his eyes and spoke up and made a suggestion.

"Brother Man. My books are Taoist classics, and there may not be anyone who is following them on the market. Secondly, they are relics left to me by my master, so don't worry about them..." Fang Yi knew what he was thinking about, and he immediately cut off Man Jun's thoughts.

"Look at it, nothing is there..." Man Jun muttered dissatisfiedly.

"I want to see it when I go back to show you..." Fang Yi smiled and shook his head, saying, "Although these books are added to the weight, they can also maintain the balance of the box. If I take out some, it will be difficult for me to memorize..."

"Then we've agreed that when you return to Jinling, you have to show me the books inside..."

Man Jun nodded quickly. Fang Yi had taken out so many cultural relics of the ages before. They were all from the hands of this old Taoist priest, so the classics left by this old Taoist priest must have a great background.

"Everyone eat something, we'll go down the mountain in a while..."

Fang Yi walked straight to the kitchen. Yesterday, the big wild boar and the others didn't even eat one tenth of it. They removed the pickled pork, and the roasted pork was still more than 30 kilograms. They originally planned to take it down the mountain to give it to Uncle Wei and others.

However, for Fang Yi, who was open to his arms, the dozens of kilograms of meat were really eaten by him quickly, which made the two girls who had never really seen Fang Yi's appetite stunned. Not only did they have such great strength, but their appetite was probably proportional to their strength.

Fang Yi had no choice but to go down the mountain with such a heavy box on his back, which consumed his physical strength very much. Eating a little more could also use the energy generated by the food to offset this huge consumption.

After he finished eating it himself, Fang Yi fed some rice soup to the little devil. However, this little thing seemed not very interested in rice soup. He squeaked and kept trying to grab the meat with Fang Yi. Finally, Fang Yi chewed a little meat and fed it, and the little guy stopped.

"Fang Yi. Isn't you going back this time?" After dinner, the fat man saw Fang Yi bringing almost everything in the Taoist temple, and immediately knew that Fang Yi would not come back soon.

"I won't come back recently. I'll come back when I re-edit the Taoist temple..." Fang Yi nodded and said to Fatty and others. "You go back first, and I'll pay homage to the master. If you can't catch up with you, then wait for me in the village..."

"Okay, be careful..." Fatty and others agreed. They knew that the forest was like Fang Yi's home. If it weren't for carrying this big wooden box, Fang Yi would probably be able to walk to Fang Village with his eyes closed.

"Master, I will see you next time..."

When he arrived at the master's tomb, Fang Yi kowtowed three times and then stood up. In fact, in modern times, Taoist masters and disciples did not bow much, but the old Taoist priests were not only the kindness of the teacher, but also the kindness of raising Fang Yi. No matter how heavy the etiquette is, Fang Yixing is not an exaggeration.

He tied up the wooden box at the entrance of the Taoist temple and walked down the mountain without turning back. However, when he came, his steps became much heavier. He carried a burden of six or seven hundred pounds on his body, and Fang Yi could only walk back step by step.

If Fang Yi had tried his best to perform his body skills in the past, he would have been able to run this mountain road in half an hour, but this time he walked for nearly four hours and had a few rests in the middle. When Fang Yi walked out of the forest, the energy generated by the meat he ate in the morning was already consumed.

"I don't know when I will come back next time..."

Looking back at the mountains, Fang Yi felt a little emotion in his heart. This was his second time leaving. Unlike the first time, there was a little more concern at the foot of the mountain, and the cause and effect generated by the world must be solved in the world.

"Zhizhi..." Compared to Fang Yi's complicated thoughts, the little squirrel seemed a little heartless and had already crawled out of Fang Yi's pocket. It had no relatives to the mountains and forests that were about to be far away.

"Fang Yi, is it okay?"

Fatty and Sanpao had been waiting at the intersection down the mountain to the village. When they saw Fang Yi appear, they hurriedly came up. Fatty even took out a large bag of braised pork and a few steamed buns and handed them to Fang Yi like a magic trick.

"It's okay, just go down the mountain and put this box in Brother Man's car..."

When he came out of the mountain, Fang Yi mobilized the true energy in his body and evaporated all the moisture in his clothes soaked in sweat. This looked no different from the past, but the smell of sweat on his body could not be eliminated.

After returning to the village, Fang Yi realized that Miao Qianqian and Man Jun were following the villagers to the reservoir to watch fishing. However, the key of the car was on the Sanpao's hand. Fang Yi put the red sandalwood box containing the books and went to Sanpao's yard to rinse it with well water, and then he became refreshed.

After more than an hour, the old and young men in the village returned from the reservoir happily. This time they got down a big net and caught 700 to 800 kilograms of fish. For a small mountain village with only a few dozen households, these fish are enough for them to eat for the New Year.

"Uncle Wei, have there been any strangers in the village during this period?" Fang Yi could not mind the loss of the compass. After arriving in the village, he found an opportunity to ask the fat man's father.

"Stranger? No..."

Wei Dahu shook his head and said, "You don't know that we are very remote here. The cadres in the town can't come once a year. Where are there strangers coming? Fang Yi, is something wrong?"

"A thing left by Master is gone..." Fang Yi felt helpless when he heard Wei Dahu's words. Although Fang Cun was the best way to enter the mountain, it was not a necessary path. You could still enter the mountain from other places.

"That's definitely not what we people in the mountains do!"

Wei Dahu said firmly: "If the people in our village pass by, they will not move anything in the Taoist temple. Don't worry, I ask the villagers to pay attention. If there is someone of unknown origin, they will definitely detain him!"

"Uncle Wei, this is not possible. Let's not do anything illegal..."

After hearing Wei Dahu's words, Fang Yi was shocked. He knew that in Fangcun, Wei Dahu was like a local emperor. He could really say what he could do, and what illegal detention was really possible.

"You don't have to worry about this matter. Stay for one day today and go back tomorrow..." Wei Dahu waved his hand and said disapprovingly.

"Uncle Wei, it's still early this time. Let's go back today. Staying there for one more day will delay your business..."

Fang Village was not very far from Jinling City. After refusing Wei Dahu's suggestion that everyone stayed in the village for one night, Fang Yi and others took Manjun's van to Jinling. Of course, in addition to the mountain delicacies and wild game, there were dozens of kilograms of wild reservoir fish on the car.

The day after returning to Jinling, Fang Yi sent a few fish and wild boar meat to his teacher and Zhao Hongtao.

On the third day, Lan Lian called to ask Fang Yi about his apprenticeship because she had said before that she would help Fang Yi organize the apprenticeship ceremony, but Fang Yi still politely declined Lan Lian. After all, this is a matter in their antique circle and has no intersection with Lan Lian.

The matter of the apprenticeship ceremony was basically arranged with Zhao Hongtao's help. Fang Yi had nothing to be busy with. Before the audience arrived, he was idle and appeared in the antique market more often.

Since Fang Yi has not been in the antique market very often in the past two months, he is far less well-known in the market than Fatty and Sanpao. Even those who know him have not known Miao Qianqian yet. However, a few days later, Fang Yi has known everyone in the antique market.

The reason is that Fang Yi raised a little devil. This little guy is completely different from an ordinary squirrel. He stood with Fang Yi and followed him all day long, and was not afraid of people at all. His cute and stupid appearance made many female tourists ask Fang Yi if he sold this pet, and some even paid 20,000 yuan.

Compared to the hamster that costs dozens of yuan per person in the pet market, 20,000 yuan is undoubtedly a sky-high price, but Fang Yi still refused to drop it without hesitation. In Fang Yi's mind, the amount of money is too light. Not to mention the little devil who is destined to be with him, even if he cares a little about something Fang Yi will not sell it because of money.
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