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Chapter 373 Changsha Night(1/2)

 That night, as Ye Bai and others were on their way back, Er Erhong from Changsha was sorting out Si Jiqing's belongings in a secret room.

Si Siqing also died three years ago, the same year as Qi Jiuye.

At that time, Mr. Jie Wu knelt in front of Si Jiqing's grave and cried loudly, shouting one after another as "fourth brother". Now only Mr. Jie Wu was left among the older generation in Changsha, so he naturally lamented the impermanence of life and death.

Er Erhong took out the thimble left by Buddha yesterday, a lifelike azalea pattern.

Since the founding of the family, there have been a total of 1,027 thimbles in their family, and the carving details on each one are different.

After becoming a monk, someone in the family will punch out a thimble and press the side with the larger pattern on the oil base of the grid to leave a mark. After death, the thimble will be placed into the grid to symbolize the return of the soul to the family.

This rule also prevents outsiders from pretending to be Hong family members.

And this thimble was tried by February Hong, and it was indeed left by the Hong family.

Their family has a lot of unique skills in going to the grave. In recent generations, few people have died violently. The few thimbles missing from the grease box are the only ones who did not come back from a trip to the grave decades ago.

Now that the thimble has been found, it means that the ancestors of the Hong family have been buried in the tomb.

Er Erhong thought of when she was young, Si Jiqing took many people to the ancient tombs in the mountains to look for their ancestors.

The Bai family was still alive at that time, and Bai Renli was still alive, so the Bai family was also involved in this matter.

They entered the mountain from Dalongling, Laolin, near western Hunan. There is no railway and driving is not possible there, and it would take two weeks to reach the valley mouth by mule.

Dalongling stretches for more than 100 kilometers. It is a vast mountain and is full of deep mountains and old forests.

Er Erhong remembered clearly that about a month later, Bai Renli and Si Siqing brought the team back.

It was a summer evening, it was pouring rain, and the sky was terribly dark.

The group of people escaped with heavy casualties. His father Si Jiqing was unconscious, but Bai Renli had someone carry him back.

At that time, there were more than forty people from both families together, and less than ten people came back.

Er Erhong didn't know what they encountered inside. But afterward, Si Jiqing kept silent, burned all the information about this industry, and did not allow the descendants of the Hong family to get involved in it again.

The water shadow puppet lamp in the secret room rotated. Er Erhong sighed slightly under the lamp and moved his eyes to the internal model of an ancient tomb in the center of the secret room.

This was built by Sijiqing in the secret room before his death.

Obviously, this ancient tomb model is related to their Dalangling group.

Sijiqing built this model of the ancient tomb before his death, which shows that this was the most difficult thing to let go of in his life.

Afterwards, Er Erhong also asked an old man from the Hong family who went with him, and he said that the fourth master must have seen something when he went deep into the ancient tomb alone for the last time.

Er Erhong took a deep breath, touched the thimble that belonged to his father and said, "Since you care so much about this ancient tomb, why don't you tell me anything?"

Er Erhong looked at her own thimble in the ancient grid again, concentrating slightly.

Returning the thimble to the box means that you will not go to the grave again.

Let Fo Ye and San Ye handle the matter involving the ghost car.

The two of them should be able to handle this matter together.

Er Erhong stayed in the secret room almost until the second watch of the night, thinking a lot about the past.

When I returned to the yard, I saw that the light in the bedroom was still on, and I couldn't help but feel a little sorry.

After hurriedly freshening up, I entered the room and saw my wife, lying on the bedside, fascinated by "The Story of the Wild Goose". Little did she know that Er Yuehong had come in.

Er Erhong lay down slowly. The girl was startled this time, put down the book, blew out the lamp, and snuggled into Er Er Hong's arms.

Holding the girl in her arms, Er Erhong asked gently: "Is the book Mandarin Duck and Butterfly good to read?"

Just as the girl was about to answer, she felt an impatient itching in her throat: "Cough cough cough!"

Er Erhong patted the girl's back gently, and it took a while for the girl to recover.

"You don't have to wait for me at night. It's cold and it's easy to catch a cold."

But the girl shook her head and said, "I won't be able to sleep until you come back."

Er Erhong smelled the unique fragrance of the girl's hair and said softly: "Tomorrow I will go to the Ye Mansion to ask the Third Master if there is any good medicine that can cure your disease. You are weak and should pay attention to any minor illness or cough."<

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"Don't bother me. Didn't Sister Zhixi bring me some meat porridge today? I want to make some meat porridge tomorrow..."

Before the girl could finish her words, she was interrupted by Er Erhong: "Your body is too weak and you cannot take care of your weakness. Eating too much meat and mushrooms will not be good for you."

"I know, I want to cook it for you."

Hearing this, Er Erhong hugged the girl tighter.

"Second Master, I want to invite tangerine peel to eat with me tomorrow, but you made him kneel down for a whole day and night. After he got up, he couldn't even walk."

"Then call him. Chen Pi was too cruel. If I don't punish him, he will cause even bigger troubles in the future, and the Nine Sects will not be able to tolerate him."

"I also taught him a lesson, and he said he knew he was wrong."

Er Erhong nodded slightly and stopped talking.

The moonlight filtered in from outside. With her eyes open, Er Erhong listened to the girl's breathing and felt a sense of peace of mind.

He raised his hand to pull the curtain, and suddenly found that he had a thimble on his hand.

Er Erhong was stunned for a moment. She had become accustomed to it and unknowingly put her thimble back in her hand.

......

This night, the night in Changsha was not peaceful.

On the other side, Zhang Qishan has filled his office with various types of maps of Hunan.

Looking at the maps all over the wall, Zhang Qishan felt helpless in his heart.

If the second master can help him and reveal the key information, maybe he can guess the Japanese conspiracy.

He thought of the scene when he and Er Erhong drank and made friends when he first arrived in Changsha.

Because of February Red, he was able to join the White House.

It was also because of February Red that he was able to quickly establish a foothold in Changsha.

Zhang Qishan sighed slightly. Er Yuehong was not a person who was indifferent to right from wrong, and was so silent yesterday. It must have been more because of family matters.

Forget it, since the second master can’t help, I’ll check it myself.

Zhang Qishan took a deep breath to refresh himself.

He sat on his desk, looking at more than a dozen oracle bone fragments, picking one up and smelling it from time to time.

These oracle bone fragments were found from the stomachs of Japanese people. They are made of the same material as the oracle bone fragments previously found in the whistle coffin. The only difference is that they have the sour smell of food.

In the administrative office next to him, Qi Tiezui had dark circles under his eyes, his head bowed, knocking for a while, and woke up from his stupor.

He glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already late at night.

If you continue to do this to Lord Buddha, you will definitely die suddenly in the future.

Seeing the busy Zhang Qiwen drinking foreign coffee, Qi Tiezui also went over and asked for a cup.

It’s so bitter!

But I have to say, it’s quite useful.

Qi Tiezui felt a little more energetic. He came to the door of Zhang Qishan's office. A staff adjutant named Shi was holding the translated information and nervously waiting for Zhang Qishan's summons.

Qi Tiezui called him over and looked at the documents in his hand.

These are documents seized from the train, most of which are related to the location where the coffin was found.

This information is very detailed, and almost every coffin can be traced back to the location where it was found and when it was unearthed.

Qi Tiezui was watching intently when he saw Zhang Qishan opening the door and calling the two of them in.

Qi Tiezui returned the information to the staff adjutant and wanted to find some tea to drink from Zhang Qishan, but Zhang Qishan suddenly called him: "Fortune teller, fortune teller."

"What's wrong, Buddha..."

The moment Qi Tiezui opened his mouth, Zhang Qishan threw a smelly oracle bone into his mouth.

Qi Tiezui was startled and vomited it out quickly, pointing at Zhang Qishan. He was so disgusted that he could not speak.

"You...you..."

"What does your emperor's tongue taste like?"

"Bah, bah." Qi Tiezui spat wildly, then blinked at the aftertaste in his mouth, "Nineteen spices, perilla sauce and purple oil. Is this the seasoning at the entrance of Xiangxi?"

But when he thought that this was unwashed stuff taken out of a dead man's stomach, Qi Tiezui felt so sick that he wanted to cry.

Buddha is so ridiculous!

Zhang Qishan nodded and analyzed: "The dragon bones were buried with them. These bones are boiled with Chinese medicine, which has the effect of curing diseases. It seems that after the Japanese got sick, they hoped that the medicine in the dragon bones could cure the insect diseases in their bodies, but who is so unscrupulous in boiling medicine?

Will soy sauce and nineteen incense be poured into it?"

Qi Tiezui also thought of something: "What does Buddha mean?"

"It must be someone from your Qi family who did it on purpose. He wanted to tell me where the train came from, and the fact that this train stopped in Changsha for no reason must have something to do with your Qi family."
To be continued...
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