Otherworldly Merchant

“Found it. Found it!” Li Mazi suddenly shouted: “Upper dry shock, this gossip is called no delusion. ”

“And then what?” I slanted him and asked.

“Not bad overall.” Li Mazi turned off his phone.

“That's it?” I scolded angrily and laughingly: "Tormented for half a day, even with this bullshit? ”

“What's your hurry?” Li Mazi glanced at me and sat down like an idol. Sha had a problem explaining to the first person: “You originally had a good marriage, it was a pair made in heaven. The two of you were truly in love. You could have lived a lifetime of happiness. It's just a pity that you pursue too much, you want too little, and you end up beating each other apart, on each side of the day. But as long as you fight hard, you can finally succeed. You have a son in your life, it's just...

“Ha-ha-ha.” I couldn't help laughing: “Had a good first year? And you have a son's life. That's ridiculous! ”

“What am I talking about? That's what the gossip says.” Li Mazi's serious argument: “If you don't believe me, ask Chuichi if this is how no gossip explains it. ”

The first time he snorted cold: “Bullshit! ”

Then he ignored him and sat down to support the gods with his eyes closed.

Li Mazi was a little upset when she saw Hatsukichi. She was very aggrieved and whispered: “This is your calculation. Besides, I'm just saying that I have fun with my mouth. Why are you being so mean? ”

I looked at Hatsukichi and came to Li Mazi's side: “Mazi, are you sure about this? ”

“I didn't say it, but it's pretty accurate sometimes. But this time, we must not be allowed. We all know that when we were young, we ran away from home in Daoguan. Where did we come from? How could we have a son killed? Look at this mess.” After that, he put away the copper money and stopped talking about gossip.

After getting on the high-speed train, the first time he turned his head and looked out the window without a word. Li Mazi was still afraid that we would escape. He sat on the outermost side of the chair, leaning in front of him, snoring for sleep.

On this journey, the three of us, like strangers we don't know, haven't said a word.

It wasn't until around 4: 00 PM that the three of us got off at a small station, and the two of us returned to normal, but nobody ever mentioned gossip again.

Though the place has high-speed rail, there is often not much traffic, and even the supporting facilities near the station are not perfect.

When he took out his phone and gave it to me, he showed me the images he had saved on it, explaining: "Among the people who traveled with Lin Changqing was a fashionable Taoist, walking and not forgetting to take a circle of friends, these are the photos he took along the way. ”

There are more than a dozen photos.

Rationally, just find the location of the last photo, and that's where they disappeared.

But the most valuable pictures behind you are either rocks or trees, or fragments of banana gardens, sugar cane fields, tall rubber trees.

The Taoist was a Hong Kong man, and it seemed strange.

But in Guangxi, these scenarios are all over the place and are of no use in finding clues.

In contrast, the previous ones were more special.

The first picture is of this little station right in front of you.

This is followed by a half-cutting stone tablet that has long been broken.

The inscriptions on the tablet are long blurred and unrecognizable.

I sent this picture to myself and Li Mazi, and the three of them split up and looked around for older locals.

After more than 20 minutes, we meet again, all shaking our heads straight.

This tablet has never even been seen by the locals, and no one knows where it is.

From that picture, all four of them are deserted mountain dwarves, full of weeds, should be in the wild mountains and mountains, and no one has ever seen them before is normal.

But that's hard to do!

Guangxi is so big, there are so many mountains, where to look!

Even with this small station as the center of the circle, search around to find a tablet that has not even been seen by the locals, the difficulty can be known.

This is just the beginning, the first clue is broken!

After a while of questioning, it remained inconclusive.

After more than an hour of torment, we were already starving. I was looking for a small restaurant, ordered something random, ate it, and did something about it.

“Hey? Brother Zhang, I have a way.” Li Mazi ate and suddenly said.

“What way?” Me and Hatsumomo raised their heads immediately.

“This tablet looks like an old thing, built in a rare place, but no one is going to be okay to build a big tablet alone! There must be some kind of grave nearby, big house or something. All we have to do is ask a tomb thief. They should know.” Li Mazi said very definitely.

“Makes sense!” I nodded, “But we don't know each other here, so where do we go to find the tomb thief? ”

“You're still in this business.” Li Mazi leaned at me: “Who did they steal and sell it to? Antique dealer! Let's pretend we're here to pick it up, and walk a few antique stalls to find the big, shunty gourd. Otherwise, where are we gonna find this big place? ”

“Asako, there you are!” I complimented him and stood up and settled the bill.

We went out and took a taxi and asked the driver where there were antiques for sale.

The driver looked at us and said, "You have to go to Nanning to buy that thing. What antiques do we have in this little place? Even if it does, it's fake. ”

“Fake it, if you can pick it up.” Li Mazi said.

“Okay, I'll show you.” The driver said, taking us halfway around the town, parked in front of a two-story small building.

There was an old plaque upstairs with the words "Ancient Bao Xai" on it.

We got out of the car and walked up to the second floor of the antique shop, which was a jade shop on the first floor.

Not a single guest in the store, but a young man lying on his back in a bamboo chair with a big grass hat on his face.

He saw us come in, just lifted the straw hat and looked at it. He didn't say a word. It didn't look like a business at all.

On the wall behind him was a large blank piece of paper, twisting four words, 'No bargaining’.

There are jade stones of all sizes in the glass counters on both sides.

Min. $5, max. $3,000, all clearly marked.

“Brother, we want to buy some antiques.” Li Mazi pulled over.

“The door is closed.” The young man didn't lift his head either, he said.

“Closed? So this…” I have some surprising pointers to the stairs leading up the stairs.

“The landlord runs the shop upstairs, he comes home every morning for lunch, then goes to play cards, buy something to come back tomorrow.” When this guy was finished, he closed his eyes again.

“Do you know this place?” Li Mazi pulled out his phone and picked it up.

“I don't know!” he didn't even look at it. He was very tired of waving his hand: “If you don't want to buy jade, go and ask for directions elsewhere.” His tone was extremely unfriendly and he seemed angry at us for disturbing his leisure.

“Well, we'll come back tomorrow.” Li Mazi was just about to get angry, pulled his back collar in the dark at first, and turned around and walked out.

“What's the matter?” After walking out of the store, Li Mazi asked strangely.