Daomu Biji

As soon as the words of the dull oil bottle came out, I found out that this expression of Aning was very indifferent, and could even be said to be sluggish, which was very different from the previous look of flying.Now being pressed on the ground by a stuffy oil bottle, she is not struggling, speaking, or even looking at us, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

The fat man looked strange and said, "It's a bit weird. It's so ugly to me that she didn't respond. To be normal, I run her a few words and she kicked it."

I knew he was black, and asked him: "Did you just put a heavy hand on it? You can't tell her what you said. I think it's because you're too ruthless and beat her up."

The fat man was furious and said, "You don't have any bullshit, can I treat a lady like this? I just pressed her foot just now, and it's still gentle, and I didn't even leave a stamp. If you don't believe me, ask Brother . "

The dull oil bottle made us stop arguing and said: "You can rest assured that there is nothing wrong with her, but her mind is not very clear. It may be stimulated."

He said he waved his hand in front of her again, and gave a snap, but Aning didn't respond at all.

The fat man scratched his head, unable to understand, and said, "Will this lady be scared to see something?"

I said, "This woman is terrible, and she has good skills. How did she see me? How could such a person scare you? Don't be fooled by her. Maybe she is like this. Pretend. "

When the fat man heard it, he doubted it and said, "You said it was good, the most poisonous woman's heart. Let's be more careful. Otherwise, let's throw some slaps to her and see how she reacts? This woman is very strong. , Let us slap for a while, let her be a chaste girl, a copper-headed iron arm, and— "

I do n’t know where he is, and he scolded: “Stop, fuck you, watch too many revolutionary films, and want to learn KMT agents? Do you think she ’s like this?

The fat man lifted his big slap, and flicked twice against Anin ’s small face, and found that he really did n’t take his hand, deflated: "It ’s a pity that your fat man has never beaten a woman. Say what to do? "

I do n’t spend much time with her. I ’m going to judge her by pretending to be pretended by her movements. It ’s impossible. I said, “This thing ca n’t be judged for a while. I think we tied her up and took it out first. Anyway. When the time comes, call the police and let the police handle the matter. "

The fat man was furious: "Are you fucking stupid or fake, our grandfather is fighting, do you know what is fighting? Give it to the police, do you hit the pig with your head?"

I was really embarrassed. When I was told by the fat man, I really wanted to slap myself. I said that my mother ’s mentality had n’t been adjusted, and I thought of myself as the little boss of the antique stall. I said to the fat man quickly: Several times I went to the burrows to catch the ducks on the shelves. I still thought of myself as a good citizen. I was used to finding policemen with difficulties. I said it as soon as I spoke, and you treated me as a fart. I said again.

The fat man waved his hand and said, "Come on, I don't think there is any good way for you. We still look at this little brother. We are counting on you. The daylily is cold."

I was so tempered by what he said that he had to look at the dull oil bottle. He was shining on her eyes with a flashlight, watching us turn around and saying, "No need to argue, her pupils are dull and the reaction is very slow. "It's much more serious. It's impossible to pretend."

I think he seems quite sure, there is no reason to doubt him, and asked him: "Can you see how it was caused?"

The dull oil bottle shook his head and said, "I only know a little bit of fur in this regard, and I heard it when I was doing my own examination. If I need to judge further, I can't do anything. I have to go to a professional hospital."

I sighed and remembered the woman's formerly high-spirited look. I couldn't help but sigh and said: "That line, I watched it for a while and a half, and I couldn't figure out what went wrong, let's stop thinking about it here, Take her out before talking. "

They didn't have any suggestion on this proposal. Once they passed, the fat man said to the dull oil bottle: "That's the trick, don't bother. This place is so evil, let's look around and go out if there is nothing."

I had already forgotten where I was. When he said it, he immediately felt a chill, and wanted to leave immediately, but it was difficult to say that the two of them had their own purposes, so he nodded daringly.

The fat man immediately turned around and shone a flashlight into the depth of the hole. I looked at it with his flashlight. I saw that the hole was not very long. A few dozen steps away, I could already see the bottom, but the flashlight was worn. The penetrating power is not enough, just draw a silhouette.

My eyesight is not as good as a fat man, and I do n’t know what ’s in it. Now I only hope that he ca n’t see anything. I ’ll die of this heart soon. I ca n’t stay in this place for a minute.

The fat man took a careful look, and suddenly frowned, as if he saw something.I looked at him in the eyes, but I couldn't see anything. Just listened to him and asked us softly, "You two, look at this inside, is it a tree?"

I "ah" and said, "How could there be a tree in the ancient tomb, there is no sun here, no one watered him, if there is a tree, it will be rotten."

The fat man has looked at it for a long time, and may not be sure, so I have to show it to me. I ca n’t help it, so I have to obey him, but I really ca n’t see clearly, my eyes are falling down, and I am just vague. Seeing a branch-like thing, the outline is quite familiar, but I can't remember what it was, and said to him: "I can't see clearly, but it is definitely not a tree."

The fat man took another photo, and said stubbornly: "I look like a tree. You see it still gleaming with golden light. Do you believe us in the past?"

I do n’t think his drunkard meant drinking, and he said angrily: "Do n’t think I do n’t know what abacus you hit, even if there is a golden tree in it, do you carry it?"

The fat man was taken out by me, but he didn't take it for granted. He said, "Can you carry it? Just go and see. There might be some small items on the side. You said that if we didn't come in, even if we came in now. , Seeing something good, let ’s do some sightseeing! Besides, we came in here, it ’s not too deep, it ’s not a terrible thing, it ’s nothing terrible, right? ”

I am annoyed, but there is no way. I know the logic of the fat guy very well. Sightseeing and sightseeing. Observe the light after observation. This guy is a reincarnation of a demon. Whoever encounters it is unlucky.

I just wanted to sarcasm him. I saw that the dull oil bottle made some noisy gestures and said softly: "Follow me all, don't leave behind." He said he didn't look back and walked straight into the darkness.

The fat man looked at the overjoy and picked up Aning and followed. I just felt weird, but the sullen oil bottle was in a hurry. I had no time to think about it, so I had to limping to keep up.

The dull oil bottle walked quickly in front. This brick hole is the same width from the inside to the outside. There is not much road from our location to the bottom of the hole. We quickly came to the so-called tree. It's the innermost part of the whole brick hole. When the sullen oil bottle raised its flashlight and took a photo, we saw its true face.

It was a huge white coral, a person tall, divided into twelve branches and forks, divergent, the shape is indeed very much like a tree, the entire coral is well carved, but the texture is very ordinary, not very precious thing.

The coral is planted in a huge porcelain basin and pressed with pebbles. There are many small golden bells hanging on its branches. The golden light that fat people see should be reflected by these bells.But these bells are definitely not made of gold, because a patina has appeared in their gaps, and the material inside is estimated to be brass.After the appearance of gold, it can maintain the present gloss.

The fat man was so disappointed that he did n’t see the golden tree, but he did n’t give up. He took photos of other places and asked me, “Xiao Wu, you said this coral is worthless?”

I still have a research on this. Thinking of his virtue just now, I ran into him and said, "It's not that I'm hitting you. This quality, the market price of 16 yuan per catty, is pretty good."

The fat man listened dubiously, and then asked the dull oil bottle. The dull oil bottle nodded. He suddenly became depressed and scolded: "Fuck, I thought it was developed this time, and his mother's result was empty."

I chuckled and said, "Fat man, don't be discouraged. I tell you that although corals are not valuable, but look at the bells above, these are good things."

The fat man didn't believe me and said, "I see you with a smirk, don't be ridiculous. I've fallen a lot on this broken bell. It's only a thousand pieces. Where do you say it is valuable?"

I said: "As far as your business acumen is concerned, of course I can't see it. To tell you the truth, I can't estimate the specific value, but it is definitely worth more than the same volume of gold. Look at the patterns on these bells, which are older than the Ming Dynasty. Early, at that time it was considered an antique, do you understand me? "

The fat man was stunned by me, and I did n’t know if what I said was true.In fact, I can't see the origin of these bells. The bells are also regarded as unpopular in antiques. The most common thing is porcelain and pottery. The metal things will rust, which requires special preservation methods. The museums in China can be used. Even if the people are rich, they ca n’t afford such tossing.Moreover, the bell is more complicated in the metalware. There are many small parts, which are well preserved and very precious.

The fat man thought about it for a while, and still didn't believe me, he wanted to pick one down and take a look. The oil bottle grabbed him and said, "Don't move."

The fat man has stepped on a pot full of pebbles on one foot, and he was pulled down by him. He felt strange and asked him what was going on. The oily bottle ignored him and asked me instead: "Do you remember? Remember this bell, where have you seen it? "