Uncle Qi had been waiting by the phone. When he saw Zhang Guozhong and Lao Liutou entering the room, he hurriedly handed the receiver to Zhang Guozhong.

"Hello…"

"Hello...Mr. Liao?" The voice on the other side was full of ruffian spirit. Although it was a bit old, it could only be said to be worse than the traitorous vigor with which Wang Zihao spoke.

"Hello, my surname is Zhang. You can tell me directly...um...do you know Master Liao?" Zhang Guozhong frowned.

"It's not a normal relationship. I grew up with my butt naked, but I was very sad when he washed it off..." the other party said.

"I would like to ask you...before he died, did he ever mention his nightmare to you?" Zhang Guozhong said.

"Please wait a moment, let me think about it..." The person opposite thought for a while, "Yes! He said he dreamed about Bodhisattva!" When the person opposite said this, Zhang Guozhong suddenly became energetic, "Yeah! Then

Woolen cloth?"

"Oh, that's evil. He told me that he dreamed that the Bodhisattva was in his bed. I thought he was joking. But he was very serious. He said that he dreamed that the Bodhisattva was in his bed. It was eerie.

Sen, I scared him awake..." The other party's tone seemed a bit hasty, "After he told me about this incident, he got into a car accident a few days later, which scared me..."

"Just in bed?" Zhang Guozhong was surprised. It was hard to imagine what the Bodhisattva looked like in bed.

At this time, the voice on the other side seemed to be a little confused, "Well... yes, there's more... He said that the Bodhisattva is a statue with seven silver coins (eating people)... That one silver swallowed it up! It makes sense to me when I think about it.

It’s scary, I didn’t ask in detail…”

"Bodhisattva? Statue? Cannibal?" Zhang Guozhong was confused. What kind of dream was this? Could it be that Zhao Kuncheng would kill him for such a boring nightmare, even if he had to sacrifice ten years of his life?

"Mr. Hao..." Zhang Guozhong didn't know how to address the man opposite him, "He didn't say anything else?"

"No, we were in a sauna at that time, and the subsequent conversation was all about female silver..."

"Thank you, by the way, I haven't asked you what to call me yet..." Out of politeness, Zhang Guozhong felt that he should be polite.

"My surname is Li, just call me Li Tong..." After being polite for a while, Zhang Guozhong hung up the phone.

"Senior brother, that rat said that Master Liao dreamed that the Bodhisattva statue could eat people. What do you think is weird?" Zhang Guozhong lit a cigarette.

"Eating people..." Old Liu Tou also fell into deep thought, "Let's move the bed away first and dig down to see..."

More than a dozen workers spent a lot of effort to move Master Liao's "sleigh bed" imported from the United States. It was damaged with a clang and the floor was pried open. It turned out that only half of the Liao family's ancestral home had a basement, and the other

Half of the underground area only has a closed space about one meter high to prevent moisture. There is no basement, and Master Liao's room is exactly where there is no basement.

After nearly a day of smashing, a hole was dug out in the floor that was about the same size as where the bed used to be. Below was damp foundation soil and two or three load-bearing pillars.

"Keep digging!" Zhang Guozhong went down to the moisture-proof space and started digging with the workers. When the digging was more than one meter deep, and the digging became harder and harder, and it was no longer possible to hide anything, a worker shouted, "There is something here."

Thing!" Everyone came together and found that the worker used the shovel to push down hard, and there was a "dang" sound.

Zhang Guozhong came closer, slowly dug out the upper layer of floating soil with a shovel, and buried an iron box in the ground.

Zhang Guozhong was a little disappointed when he opened the iron box. He saw that the inner wall of the iron box was inlaid with a layer of peach wood, and the gaps in the lid were sealed with rubber. What was inside was not a land deed, but a piece of broken jade. After Zhang Guozhong's eyes,

At first glance, it was found that this jade was a piece of dead jade, and according to the standards of dead jade (the more impurities, the worse the color, the better), the quality was very good, and Old Liu Tou looked at the piece of dead jade carefully.

, "It's old... at least it's a guy from the Song Dynasty..." Old Liu Tou said.

"This..." Old Liu Tou also felt stupid, "How could the Liao family bury this thing?"

"Could it be that this is not from the Liao family?" Zhang Guozhong suddenly remembered that his master and himself buried the dead jade in Licun. Maybe this jade was also buried by an earlier expert. But this idea was immediately rejected by an older man next to him.

Did the worker fall? According to the worker's experience, for a three-story (each floor is at least four meters high) building like the Liao family's ancestral house, the foundation must be dug at least four meters. The soil with a depth of about one meter must be

Everything had to be dug out, so it is certain that if the architect who designed the Liao family's ancestral house was not a fool, then this box was buried after the ancestral house was built.

"That's weird..." Looking at the square piece of dead jade in his hand, Zhang Guozhong didn't know why. It was a piece of dead jade that was almost a brick. Both sides seemed to have been polished, but they were not smooth. There were some uneven patterns, but

It's definitely not the Bodhisattva statue that Liao Siqu had seen in his dream. It's so messed up that you can't tell what it looks like. "Is this the reason why the young master of the Liao family has nightmares?"

Uncle Qi was also very strange about this piece of dead jade, especially after hearing Zhang Guozhong introduce the use of death jade in Maoshan surgery, he was even more confused, "It shouldn't be..." Uncle Qi looked at this piece of dead jade.

Looking around, "This house was built by my grandfather. My ancestors have never heard of rituals to exorcise ghosts... And, according to what you said, even if rituals were performed, how could such an unlucky thing be buried in my house?"

Where’s the bottom?”

As soon as this statement came out, Zhang Guozhong couldn't figure it out. Yes, he and his master buried the dead jade, digging a pit more than ten meters deep, and it was in the wilderness far away from the village. No matter how stupid the seventh uncle's grandfather was, he could not

You're not stupid enough to bury this kind of thing in your house...

"The guy next door holding up the corpse..." Old Liu Tou suddenly thought, "Isn't he always known as a jade expert... Show it to him..." Yes, isn't Qin Ge, a ready-made ancient jade expert, recuperating next door?

"This piece of jade is a map..." Qin Ge held the piece of dead jade and looked at it for two hours before suddenly speaking. Zhang Guozhong and Mr. Liu were about to fall asleep. When Qin Ge said this, the two of them

All of them were stunned. "What do you mean?" Zhang Guozhong was puzzled.

"It's a map to enter a certain treasure or open a certain mechanism..." Qin Ge couldn't sit up at this moment, so he could only hold the dead jade in one hand and talk while lying down.

"Map?" Zhang Guozhong approached Qin Ge and looked at the strange-shaped dead jade, "Is this a map?"

"Headmaster Zhang, help me up..." Qin Ge grinned and sat up, holding the dead jade in one hand and reading the side of the jade with his thumb, "Please bring rice paper and ink pad..."

After a while, the rice paper and ink pad were brought over by a maid. Qin Ge used his fingers to smear the ink pad on one side of the dead jade, and printed it on the rice paper. It was a messy mess, with a bit of a diagonal mesh, but it could not be seen that it was

What? Qin Ge smiled slightly and smeared ink pad on the other side of the jade, overlapping the outline just printed and printed it. When the jade was lifted up, he saw a clear image of Guanyin dying among the two overlapping imprints.

The overlapping imprints on both sides of the jade are vividly displayed. In the middle of the Guanyin statue, there is a thick imprint. I don't know whether it is because the force of Qin Ge's seal was not even when he was sealing it, or whether it was something originally on the jade that represented some special meaning.

"Hurry up and put down Jade!" When Old Liu saw the Guanyin statue, he immediately felt like he was electrocuted. "There is something in here!" Old Liu said as he picked up the compass and approached Yu. Strangely, there was no response.

"Guozhong, please open your eyes..." Old Liu always had a headache and opened his eyes.

With his eyes opened, Zhang Guozhong discovered that this was an ordinary piece of dead jade. It seemed to have nothing in it, except that there was a little black block in the middle of the jade.

"There's a little black patch in the middle..." Zhang Guozhong said, wondering at the same time. He had opened his eyes many times in the past. Regardless of whether it was yin or yang, all he saw was a mist. What on earth was this black patch?

After looking at the compass for a long time, there was no reaction, and Old Liu Tou didn't know why. "Master Liao said that he dreamed of Bodhisattva eating people, and there is a Bodhisattva engraved on this dead jade, which means that this dead jade has sealed things... But... it seems...

Nothing..." Old Liu Tou put away the compass, "It's better to be more careful..."

"Uncle Qi, it seems that you misunderstood Zhao Kuncheng..." Zhang Guozhong said, "What he wants is not your ancestor's land deed. Until it is very likely, he doesn't even know that there is such a thing as a land deed in your ancestral house."

Hidden inside…”

"You mean, that's what he's doing?" Uncle Qi held the rice paper with the image of Guanyin on it and kept marveling.

"Yes!" Zhang Guozhong said, "Not only for this, but he seems to not want you to know that there is such a thing buried at home." Zhang Guozhong picked up the dead jade.

At this moment, Uncle Qi felt helpless. He thought he could find the land deed, but he didn't know what it was when he found it.

At night, Zhang Guozhong was pondering over this so-called map that had no beginning or end when he suddenly heard a commotion downstairs, followed by a rapid knock on the door.

"Please come in!" Zhang Guozhong put away the map, and saw Aguang pushing the door open and sweating, "Mr. Zhang...it's not good, those mercenaries have all fainted and are now being rescued in the hospital. Maybe Zhao Kuncheng is here to cause trouble again!"

"

"What?" Zhang Guozhong felt a chill in his heart. Is this Zhao Kuncheng a human? Although he was also injured at the time, it was a soft injury after all. And the guy was shot by Qin Ge, but it was a hard gunshot wound. Why did it happen so quickly?

Just made a comeback? "Don't worry about the ancestral home! Where is Mr. Liu?"

"I'm already waiting for you downstairs!" A Guang said.

Zhang Guozhong packed up the guy and trotted downstairs. He saw that A Guang had parked his car at the door. "Mr. A Guang, there is no need to go to the ancestral home today!" Zhang Guozhong pulled out the dagger, "That kid will come to the door by himself!"

At this moment, Old Liu Tou has also begun to set up a formation at the door, "You dare to come? Grandpa, I will send him to the crematorium today!"

"Then do you need me to find some people?" Aguang was sweating profusely.

"No need!" Zhang Guozhong took out a handful of incense and lit it, "Go and protect Uncle Qi! Give me the walkie-talkie! Tell us immediately if there is anything unusual!" Zhang Guozhong knew very well that at this moment, Zhao Kuncheng had put life and death aside, although he didn't know this

How important is the secret of the Guanyin Statue, but if Zhao Kuncheng finds out that what he wants has been taken away, he will definitely not give up.

"Wait a minute!" Old Liu Tou called A Guang back, "Do you still remember where I found those eight people standing last time (the place where Old Liu Tou put the golden bell jar last time), and I also found those few people standing there!

Let Uncle Qi sit back where he was that day!... Guozhong, go up with him, what if he goes straight to Master Qi..."

"With this here, I don't believe that he went to Uncle Qi first!" Zhang Guozhong found the dead jade from his arms and weighed it, "The worst thing to do is give him this thing then, so that everyone can stay safe!" At this moment, Zhang Guozhong's thoughts were still the same.

Being naive, he thought that Zhao Kuncheng would stop after getting this thing...
Chapter completed!