Tomb robbing: The little girl from Erye's family said she wanted to be safe

Because Zhang Qiling had said before that the things in the box were very dangerous, no one dared to go up and check it out for a while.

After a moment of stiffness, Yuyan walked over and began to check what had fallen out.

It was a very strange-looking thing.

It is shaped a bit like a gourd and is as big as a wide-mouthed cup. There are some pus-like bumps on the surface, which makes people look very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Yuyan is not a trypophobic, otherwise she would not dare to look at this thing.

Shining the flashlight over there, the surface of the "scabby" gourd was still mixed with the luster of metallic rust.

Yuyan took out a piece of clothing, wrapped her hands, and picked up the "iron gourd".

If you look closely, you can see some ancient patterns on it, but they are very blurry.

Turning to hand it to Zhang Qiling, Yuyan asked, "Is this the reason for that dangerous feeling just now?"

Zhang Qiling weighed it, sniffed it, and then looked at the iron gourd with a strange expression, "Only the outer layer of this thing is made of iron. The real thing is wrapped in the iron skin."

Wu Xie was stunned and asked, "Why do you think so?"

Yuyan, whose face and hands were being wiped by Hei Xia Zi, turned to look at Zhang Qiling.

She had just crawled around under the bed and got covered in mud, and Hei Xiazi was helping her wipe the mud off.

Zhang Qiling weighed the "iron gourd" in his hand and said, "It's too light."

The fat man was a little surprised, "Can you really figure it out?"

Seeing Yuyan's surprised look, Hei Xiazi felt a little jealous and whispered to Yuyan: "Anyone with deep experience can tell this kind of skill. It's nothing special."

Wu Xie also said to the fat man: "You guys are just starting out lately, so your basic skills are not good enough. For this kind of hand skills, we need to learn a few more or less."

Yuyan didn't dare to say a word after hearing this. She had never practiced it before. Anyway, she didn't learn this skill really for the purpose of tomb robbing, so she took whatever looked good, not whatever was valuable. So she felt there was no need to learn it.

"Bah!" The fat man said disdainfully, "Why would I spend so much of my free time practicing this? It only costs me a little to buy an electronic scale."

Wu Xie glanced at the fat man with disdain, then turned to ask Zhang Qiling, "What needs to be wrapped in iron sheets for preservation? Do you still remember?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head, his eyes still confused.

After putting forward several hypotheses, we have a general outline of what happened more than 20 years ago.

Looking at the outer shell of the "iron gourd", it was probably melted with sulfuric acid by someone, maybe Zhang Qiling, and he also discovered something in the process of melting the iron.

Yuyan clapped her hands and said, "Let's go back first. We already have the things. There's no need to rush."

As soon as they walked out of the house, the five people saw several villagers standing on the hillside above the stilt house, looking at them with gloomy faces.

Looking at the expressions of those people, they seemed very unfriendly, just like the expressions of ordinary people looking at traitors in the old black-and-white movies.

Wu Xie was not welcome in his hometown of Changsha, so when he saw this expression, he knew that these villagers must be very hostile to them.

In a mountain village, you must never offend the locals.

At the very least, you may be kicked out, and at the worst, you may be sent directly to the police station.

Yuyan didn't feel that much psychological pressure. In her opinion, this was where Zhang Qiling used to live, it was his house.

It's like a person who forgets to bring his keys when he goes out. What's wrong with picking the lock when he comes home?!

The more she thought about it, the more Yuyan felt it made sense, so she took the lead and walked towards the village as if nothing had happened.

The remaining four people's psychological endurance was still not as strong as Yuyan's, and they were all more or less tense.

Relying on their memory, they took a few detours and returned to Agui's house.

Agui was not at home, but his eldest daughter was weaving a winnowing basket.

Before anyone else could ask, Yuyan quickly fanned the room with her hands and said, "It's so hot out here, sister. Can you cut some fruit for us?"

While others were cutting watermelon, the fat man quickly grabbed the box and hid under his bed.

As soon as I came out, I heard Agui's daughter say, "Behind the wooden building is a melon field in the mountains. In the summer, when the watermelons are ripe, people often go up the mountain to pick them. The old wooden building has been there for a long time. An old woman lived there before."

The fat man sat down on the side, took a bite of the watermelon on the plate, and asked incoherently, "Is there a disheveled man in your village? He just bumped into my aunt!"

Agui's woman quickly turned to look at Yuyan, and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that nothing was wrong.

"There's a man like that in the village. He's been here since before I was born. Everyone in the village calls him 'Ayu's Son.' I think he used to be a hunter, but I don't know why he went crazy. He lives in a shabby house on the mountain. Sometimes you'd see him coming down to pick up leftovers. Old people would take pity on him and leave some food at the mountain entrance, covered in a jar. He would take it back at night."

Yuyan ate the watermelon and shook her head. The speed of his crawling, his cunning skills, and the ferocity of his broken arm did not show that he was an old man at all.

After lunch, Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie prepared to go to the old house again. Seeing that it was hot, Yuyan was too lazy to walk, so she just let them go.

As a result, after waiting for several hours and no one came back, he hurriedly went to look for them with Hei Xia Zi and Fatty.

Knowing that the two of them had been basking in the sun for so long just to wait for the old man to leave, Yuyan burst into laughter for the first time that day.

"You're just going to wait like this?"

After saying that, he gave the two of them a look that said "look at me", then stood up and walked towards the group of old men.

Sitting down under a tree, Yuyan was pretty and had a very pleasing smile. She chattered away till the old people were dizzy.

After chatting for a while, Yuyan pretended to have heatstroke and fell over.

Fearing that someone might die, several old men quickly jumped up and carried the person home.

Now that no one is guarding the old house, Wu Xie can go in and get the photo he has been longing for.

Looking at Yuyan being carried away in a hurry, Wu Xie shook his head in admiration and gave a thumbs up.

Old ginger is still spicy.

Because they were afraid that the situation in the morning would repeat itself, they moved very quickly.

I took them out without looking carefully. Anyway, I can look at them later when it is safe.

Hei Xia Zi did not follow them in, but followed the old men carrying Yuyan to a stilt house, pretended to pass by, and took Yuyan back.

This collaboration was a great success. To celebrate, they packed up their things, asked the villagers, and headed towards the stream.

It was so hot that the best way they could think of to celebrate was to go swimming in the stream to cool off.

The water in the winding stream is very calm. When you get closer, you can feel a cool breeze. Many children are playing in the stream, and it is quite lively.

Yuyan tied up her hair and rushed into the stream to soak.

"Ah! So comfortable!"