Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Hearing Dabao's words, Xie Jiayin was stunned for a moment. At this time, Xiao Ke came out. Dabao didn't even look at them. He patted Wu Fan on the shoulder and said, "As long as I am here, you don't have to be afraid of anything!"

Wu Fan nodded vigorously.

Dabao strode out of the soft sleeper compartment. His disregard infuriated Xiaoke. His face darkened, and he cursed him under his breath, calling him a "brute." He then pulled Xie Jiayin into the compartment and slammed the door shut.

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Ping'an Ancient City is built in the Han Dynasty style, with the City God on the left, the government office on the right, the Confucian Temple on the left, the Martial Temple on the right, the Taoist Temple on the east, and the Temple on the west.

The street pattern in the city is in the shape of the Chinese character "土", with four main streets, eight small alleys, and seventy-two longitude alleys forming the Bagua pattern.

It has always been a mystery that this ancient city was able to be completely preserved during the storm. At that time, the "Four Olds" campaign was being carried out, and Ping'an Ancient City belonged to the old culture and was among those that were opposed and destroyed.

The reason why no one dared to demolish it was because there were several large clans in this ancient city. These clans strictly ordered their members not to participate in any activities. No matter who it was, anyone who dared to move the ancient city would be made to disappear.

Of course, there were some leaders who refused to believe in the evil, but when thirteen leaders and their families disappeared overnight, no one dared to touch a single brick or tile of the ancient city, so the ancient city survived...

There is a three-story courtyard at the Lower West Gate, with gray brick walls in a simple and elegant color and towering walls.

The unique door, the ridge decoration of the green tiles, the chimney cap,

The Feng Shui building is built in the backyard, which is opposite to the Feng Shui screen wall. It is obvious that this is a wealthy family.

The Fengshui Building has three floors, and the eaves are covered with bird-scare bells. On the third floor, a skinny old man with eagle eyes and a bulbous nose, even though the weather is warm, still wears a cotton jacket.

Although he was slumped in the armchair, the sinister aura still hit him.

There were five men kneeling upright in front of the old man. They were all strong and tough, but they were of different ages.

"Fan Wu..."

The middle-aged man kneeling in the middle kowtowed and said, "Grandfather, I am here."

"Take a few brothers with you and bring back the three men your captain wants. If you fail to do so, you will be killed. Remember, this mission must be completed. If you fail, you will not be allowed to return. Find a place to bury yourselves."

"Yes, Grandpa."

"All five of you, put on towels around your necks. When you get to the platform, someone will come to meet you. He'll tell you the details."

The five people answered yes in unison.

Fan Wu asked in a low voice: "Grandpa, do we need to carry our weapons with us?"

The old man shook his head: "No need, I have already ordered someone to send it up. Remember, if you fail, you will end your own life. If you dare to bring trouble to the family, you know the consequences."

Fan Wu and the others were stern and said in unison: "Grandpa, don't worry. We would rather die than bring any trouble to the family."

The old man waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Go and get ready."

"Yes!" The five of them bowed their heads in unison and retreated using their knees as feet.

The old man's eyelids drooped, covering his sharp eyes. At this time, a middle-aged man with gray hair turned out from behind the screen. This man must have been a handsome man when he was young, and he was still very handsome even now.

He was wearing a Zhongshan suit, and every move he made exuded the aura of a superior.

"Jingzhai." The old man sighed. "As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. This place is no longer your world. Why bother to risk coming inland?"

The middle-aged man pulled out a chair and sat down. He took the old man's hand, patted it gently and said, "Second brother, it is difficult to disobey the order of the Lord. If I don't make this trip, the limelight will be snatched away by the man surnamed Mao, and I will have no place to stay. Who am I, Feng Jingzhai? How can I live under such a villain for long?

Second brother, you sent all the death warriors in your clan out this time. Regardless of success or failure, I must accept this favor from your Fan family."

The old man took his hands back and put them into his sleeves. He said quietly, "Things are different now. This is all I can do. Jingzhai, I still don't understand. A few so-called experts are not worth the trip for you, the third in command of the Secret Service and the helm of the Weiwu Hall, right?"

Feng Jingzhai smiled slightly: "I can't hide it from my second brother. What I want is to control the power of the entire Western Xinjiang. Only in this way can I hold power in the bureau and avoid being persecuted."

"I'm afraid it's difficult. Only Laojun Mountain can command the line in Western Xinjiang. I'm afraid your efforts will be in vain."

Feng Jingzhai sneered: "So as long as he dies, I can receive his power."

"Dead? No one knows where he is, what he looks like, and how to kill him?"

Feng Jingzhai stood up, walked to the railing, looked into the distance, and murmured: "You are willing to risk your life to gain trust. Haha, then I will help you. I have prepared many surprises for you along the way. You are on your own. Have a safe journey on the road to the underworld. Laojun Mountain..."

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The train was running for the third day. Passengers were getting on and off the train. The train was always full and the carriage was still very noisy.

Dabao and Tong Dapeng patrolled every carriage, and the result was that they caught more and more thieves, kidnappers, and fugitives, almost sending a batch off every two stations. Gao Haijun and Li Yuming were numb. They stared at Dabao, wondering in their hearts, what on earth has this kid turned into? This is too awesome, right?

These people seemed to know him, and he could catch them all. This train was the quietest they had been in all the years they had been working. No one was complaining about lost money or children, and there was not even anyone arguing or bickering. This made them feel very uncomfortable.

Dabao and Tong Dapeng returned to the dining car to eat. He didn't dare to take food out of the space now, because if he did, it would arouse suspicion.

Xin Xiaoyu looked at Dabao with a complicated expression. She was a face lover and fell in love with Dabao at first sight. But before a day had passed, she was awakened by Dabao's cruel methods. This was not a sweet dream, but a nightmare.

Dabao ignored her and took two steamed buns made of two-grain flour and a bowl of cabbage stewed with meat, and started eating at the table beside him. This was the working meal provided by the dining car to the drivers and passengers. Needless to say, it tasted really good.

When Dabao looked up, he saw Dapeng with three big steamed buns on each of his chopsticks, and he was sitting opposite him with a big bowl of food.

Dabao lowered his head and ate silently, not wanting to look at this glutton again.

At the connection between the hard sleeper car and the soft sleeper car, Xiao Ke was arguing with Long Fei. Xiao Ke was very excited and kept waving his right hand. From a distance, it looked like he wanted to hit Long Fei.

"Long Fei, what are you doing? What is Qin Dabao doing? Didn't we plan to openly repair the plank road and secretly cross Chencang? Our people pretend to be experts and lure the enemy spies out of Laojun Mountain so that we can catch them all in one fell swoop?

But look at your behavior, okay, the entire train is clean, there's not even a thief, which enemy spy would fall for it? Not to mention a veteran enemy spy like Laojunshan.

Long Fei said seriously: "Comrade Xiao Ke, I think you have always had a misunderstanding. Fighting the enemy and capturing enemy spies is important, but experts and researchers are more important.

Our first priority is to ensure the safety of our experts, and then to strike the enemy."

Xiao Ke said loudly: "How could I not care about the safety of the expert? I arranged for Professor Yang to stay in the hard sleeper car, and we stayed in the upper sleeper car. I even persuaded Professor Yang's assistant Xie Jiayin to cooperate with our plan.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the enemy spies to go online, but your actions have completely scared them away..."