Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

In this way, a convoy consisting of dozens of people drove out of Zhuji and headed towards Qiandao Lake.

The situation changed very quickly. I thought I would hide in the Tang Dynasty for a few days and then secretly cooperate with the leader to find a way out. However, Xu Tongshan was so decisive and swift that it only took him more than a day to find Yu Dingcheng and force him to reveal the news about the Jiang family.

In order to ease the uneasiness in my heart, I took the initiative to talk to Watermelon Head about Wisdom Religion. I asked him when the name Wisdom Religion came into being.

"Godfather should have told you this before."

"Uncle Xu did tell me about it, but I didn't understand it."

The man with the watermelon-headed head stared out the windshield and explained, "The Wisdom Church was founded after the Anglican Church in Fujian was dissolved. If you ask why, I can only say that society is constantly changing, and the environment in Zhejiang is more suitable for our future development."

"I see. No wonder there are thatched huts and statues of Mani Buddha in Fujian. Your church has never been interrupted, it just changed its name."

The man with the watermelon-head nodded. "That's right. The things left behind by the rebels should belong to the church. Those people have no right to them."

Ah Dong tossed another betel nut into his mouth and chewed it while saying, "I only found out the details of what happened after talking to the boss. The Jiang family was originally a poor family. They became rich because they found the treasure, and even the whole village became rich."

I shook my head. "That's not true. According to the rules, treasures are ownerless and belong to whoever finds them. If the hat had been discovered first, those things would all be in the Chun'an Museum now. The Jiang family was lucky back then, and they had someone behind them to guide them, so they discovered them first."

"Damn it, who knows if those legends are true? How many normal people would believe them?" Adong said with a distressed expression.

"I believe it. I've believed it from the beginning. That's why I've been searching for it for half a year in Qiandao Lake. Although the Jiang family got there a hundred years ago, we still have some gains. I agree with you that those things should belong to the church, like the silver bottle. We can trade them later."

Watermelon Head understood what I meant. He said, "What should I do if I want something but don't want to spend money?"

"You can rob me, you can kill me, and then those things will naturally belong to you."

"But I know you won't do that."

"You're all rich and powerful people. The more you are, the more you follow the rules because you value your reputation. The leader told me a few days ago that he has the right channels. I think he's referring to you."

Watermelon Head said nothing.

I continued, "Given our relationship, you not only protected me but also helped me deal with the Jiang family. I really want to help you this time."

"Think about it, if you can single-handedly facilitate the return of the Anglican relics, your status in the church will surely be greatly improved."

"You may be all-powerful in the Tang Dynasty, but there are higher powers. You know what I mean. This batch of things in my hand is the ladder for you to take the next step. Your godfather can stand shoulder to shoulder with Tian Sanjiu, but you are not. If you want to reach that level in the future, this step is very important."

A Dong immediately said, "That's right, Boss. This brother is right. Uncle Xu is not young anymore. He will be gone one day."

"Shut up!!"

Adong stopped talking immediately.

The guy with the watermelon head squinted at me and asked, "How much do you want?"

"I haven't calculated it specifically, but don't worry, it's definitely lower than the market price. I won't ask for more than you ask."

"Just give me a rough estimate first."

"perhaps...."

I calculated it in my mind and reported a number without changing my expression.

The watermelon-head's expression changed.

"I don't ask for much, it's like half buy, half give. The amount you earn in a year just from taking money off the shelves is several times this price."

"Don't talk about this if your godfather doesn't ask. We can talk about it later."

I breathed a sigh of relief. Since Watermelon Head had this intention, I had the confidence to sell it to him.

I don’t know what Chaosheng and Piaozike have caught in Zukengyuan these two days, but I know in my heart that this batch of goods is not suitable for the market, and the best outcome is to reach a trade with Xiguatou.

Golden armor, weapons, and coins.

Don't underestimate inconspicuous ancient coins. Fang La's self-proclaimed saint was clearly written in the history of Song Dynasty. The first discovery of iron coins with the Yongle reign was physical evidence that rewrote the history books. I regretted selling them to Meimei. Fortunately, I didn't give her those silver-tin alloy Manichean coins easily.

More than two hours later, we arrived at Qiandao Lake and saw two young men on motorcycles waiting by the roadside.

The man with the watermelon head didn't get out of the car. Adong got out and met him and chatted for a few minutes, then came back and knocked on the glass.

The watermelon-head shook down the glass.

A-Dong immediately reported, "The Qingxi Brick and Tile Factory is in a remote area. Cars can't drive up there. I guess we'll just have to walk once we get there."

"Let someone get in the car and I'll ask."

Soon, the young man on the motorcycle got into the car. When he saw the man with the watermelon head, his face suddenly became nervous.

"What's your name? Do you know Qingxi Brick and Tile Factory?" Watermelon Head asked him.

"I...I know, Boss. You can just call me Xiao Liu. I'm usually in charge of monitoring the Zhenhai Gang's debt collection. An hour ago, Brother Dahu called us and asked if anyone knew about the Qingxi Brick and Tile Factory. Not many people know about that place, and it just so happens that I used to go there often when I was a kid."

"When you were a kid?"

"Yes, for many years. The Qingxi Brick and Tile Factory existed before the Xin'anjiang Power Station was built."

"Is there a big yard on the mountain near the brick factory?" I asked nervously.

The young man looked stunned.

"A big yard? No, the brick factory was built there to make it easier to get soil for making bricks. There are only barren mountains and wilderness nearby."

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"you sure?"

"I'm sure if there is one, it's on the other side of the woods, where there's a large area of ​​woods."

At this point, the young man hesitated and said, "There's something strange about that forest."

"What's so weird?" I asked curiously.

"That forest... is rumored to be haunted."

Adong immediately slapped him on the head.

"We're here to get down to business! Speak nicely! You're just talking nonsense!"

The young man loudly defended himself, "I'm not kidding! That woods are indeed haunted, especially at night. Back then, the owner of the brick factory was looking for women and didn't come home for months. He forced his wife to hang herself with her two children in her arms. It was in those woods."

Ah Dong said angrily, "How could he hang himself while holding two children? Did you see it?"

"I wasn't even born then, so how could I have seen them? I heard it was just like this! One in each hand! She was determined to die, and even after she died, she refused to let go, holding her two children in her arms. She starved to death."

Adong rolled his eyes and took out the betel nut out of habit.

"Stop eating." The watermelon-headed guy glared at him.

"You go on."

"That's what happened. After this incident, the brick factory gradually fell into disrepair. Even today, the cries of the hanged woman can still be heard from time to time in the woods."

The man with the watermelon hair waved his hand, and the young man named Xiao Liu got out and got into another Jinbei. Ah Dong got in and slammed the door shut, saying with a smile, "If only it were really as he said. I've never seen what a female ghost looks like in my life. In my opinion, the brick factory and the woods are just a man-made trick to hide the Jiang family compound."

"Why is the Jiang family compound hidden?"

He was startled by my question, thought for a moment, and said, "Maybe they were afraid people would find out? Think about it, back then it wasn't as peaceful as it is today. When the Japanese attacked, countless civilians were killed. There are still many air-raid shelters left over from that period. In times of chaos, people sought shelter. The Jiang family was wealthy, so naturally they were afraid of becoming a target, so they built a yard in the mountains to hide."

His analysis makes sense. Some big families in Chun'an are like this. For example, there is a secret room in the Fang family ancestral hall, which was used to avoid war during that special period. Now it has become a tourist attraction. As for the rumors of ghosts... I don't take it seriously.

To be half-joking, if there really are female ghosts, with so many of us men, it would be the female ghosts who are afraid of us.

At this point, it was like taking a gamble on everything, and the Jiang family had not yet realized that their hiding place had been exposed.

Thinking about everything I've been through in the past few months, I took a deep breath.

Jiang family, Jiang Zhaoxue...just wash yourself clean and wait for me.