"We have to follow the stream," Agui sighed. "If you want to go there, I can find you a guide. Two hundred yuan, how about that?"

Money was not a problem, Yuyan agreed immediately.

Seeing Yuyan's decisiveness, Agui was also very happy. "But we can't go tomorrow. We have to wait at least two days. The hunters haven't come back yet."

That's okay. They have plenty of time, so they can stay in this village for two days and find out if there is anything else about Zhang Qiling. It won't be too late to go up the mountain then.

After making this decision, Agui seemed to have thought of something and looked at Yuyan with some doubt in his eyes.

"Why are you asking about this? Are you dealing in cultural relics?"

Yuyan quickly waved her hands, "I'm so rich, why would I need to resell cultural relics to make a killing?"

This was not a lie. Although Yuyan would bring back some things from the tomb, such as the large jade table, she never resold these things. Instead, she piled them up in her private residence for her own appreciation.

Yuyan handed her business card to Agui and said, "I just want to develop a new tourism industry. Guangxi has beautiful mountains and rivers, and I want to find some scenic spots."

After carefully looking at the business card and then at Yuyan, Agui believed half of it.

After all, not everyone is so noble. This must have been soaked in a small honey jar, not something that can be poured out as cultural relics.

Agui nodded and said, "There are many fun places here. The mountains are not fun. You can go and explore them on your own. The guests will definitely not like it."

After Agui left, Hei Xiazi touched his chin and said, "Chen Wenjin and the others also dug a tunnel to steal the things. I'm afraid there is an ancient tomb in Yangjiao Mountain."

Yuyan simply stood up and stretched. "Let's go and see first. Why make a judgment so early?"

It was a bit hot and humid at night, so Yuyan sat in the yard, fanning herself and enjoying the mountain breeze.

Before I could enjoy it for a while, I saw someone looking at me from the window of Agui's wooden building.

Moreover, the shadow's shoulders are completely slumped, just like the shadow in that photo!

Because she had been drinking, Yuyan didn't dare to directly determine that this was the shadow. She turned around and pointed at the room and asked Agui, "Who lives over there?"

Agui looked at him and said, "It's my son."

Yuyan nodded, said nothing more, paid the message fee, and then went into the house.

She always felt something was wrong, but the alcohol numbed her nerves and slowed her thinking.

He shook his head and gave up.

She opened the door, threw herself on Zhang Qiling and fell asleep.

Hei Xia Zi, who shared a room with Zhang Qiling, sat on the bed next to him and said sourly, "If I also lost my memory, would Erya also sleep with me every day?"

Yuyan raised her head and smiled, "Are you willing to throw all our memories behind you?"

"I can't bear to part with it," Hei Xiazi flicked Yu Yan's forehead with his bent hand, "You're the only one who's talking nonsense and trying to change the subject."

Yuyan pouted, shook her head proudly, and continued to sleep with her eyes closed, burying her head in Zhang Qiling's neck.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, or maybe it was because she was hugging someone, but Yuyan slept very soundly and didn't open her eyes until after eleven o'clock the next day.

After eating the lunch made by Agui, Agui’s daughter took us to the address given by Brother Chu.

In just ten minutes, a very old stilt wooden building appeared in front of them.

Agui's daughter was very curious about why they came here, but Yuyan gave her some money to get rid of her.

The door of the wooden building was locked very tightly. Yuyan pushed it twice but failed to open it. She didn't dare to use more force, as it would be bad if it broke.

"Do you have any impression of this wooden building?" Wu Xie turned to ask Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling touched the wooden pillars and the door and shook his head.

Yuyan shook Zhang Qiling's hand and said, "It's okay, take your time."

At this time, the fat man had already pried open the window on one side, "Quick, you can go in here."

"You're so skilled, have you done this before?" Wu Xie cursed as he crawled in.

The fat man urged: "Who am I, your fat uncle? Do you understand the analogy? The difference between tomb robbing and theft is just one word."

Yuyan was the last to climb in. She closed the window, brushed off the dust on her hands, and said while shaking her head, "Stealing a living person is more exciting than stealing a dead person!"

Hei Xiazi closed his eyes and said, "What kind of description are you using? This is originally the home of Dumb Zhang. How can you call it stealing?"

Yuyan smiled and turned to look at the structure of the wooden building.

There is a large dining room like Agui's, connected to the stove, with many rusty tools hanging on the wall.

A wooden wall next to it separated a room. There was no door, only a very old curtain.

Zhang Qiling frowned and looked around, hesitated for a few seconds, then lifted the curtain and walked in.

Yuyan followed him in and found that there were no windows inside. It was so dark that it made it difficult to see what was inside.

Fortunately, there is a Doraemon like Yuyan.

Shine the flashlight into the room and you can see the layout of the room.

A circle of empty shelves lined the walls, and the floor was littered with mud.

Apart from that, there was only a plank bed and a wooden table.

Looking at this cramped environment, Yuyan felt distressed. "Did you live here for those few years?"

The fat man seemed a little surprised and said to himself: "I didn't realize that you are such a poor farmer."

Walking to the wooden table, Yuyan saw the dusty glass on the table and the photos underneath.

After taking care of Hei Xia Zi and studying the photos, Yu Yan turned to look at Zhang Qiling, "What's wrong? Did you remember anything?"

Zhang Qiling frowned and walked around the room, then suddenly said, "That's not right."

"What's wrong?" the fat man asked curiously.

Zhang Qiling pinched his brows and shook his head, "This room just doesn't feel right to me."

Then focus your attention on the wooden bed.

Yuyan squatted down and used a flashlight to illuminate the area under the bed.

Yuyan could see nothing below except the spider webs.

But Zhang Qiling still didn't give up. He crawled inside while groping around with his hands.

Then he hooked his fingers, grabbed a piece of floorboards and started to break it apart.

After a horrible cracking sound, the whole wooden board was broken by him.

He didn't stop and continued to tear at the floor.

Finally, a big hole was made and a large black iron box was pulled out from the hole.

Yuyan looked at the broken wooden board and shook her head at Hei Xiazi beside her. "No, isn't this way of opening it a bit wrong?"

Hei Xiazi looked at the box on the bed and shrugged indifferently, "It's okay, just take it out."

"What's this?" The fat man looked at the box carefully. "It's quite heavy. It must be your private money, right?"

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