Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

(I have considered this matter and decided that it would be better to write it in two chapters and then skip to the next story. If I write carefully, I can write more than ten chapters.)

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The man with braids waved his hand, meaning that everyone present should kneel down and worship the Buddha statue.

Some people are indeed afraid of him, but more people are indifferent.

Zhu Baokou shook his head and smiled. There was a man in his 40s beside him. This man had a bald head and a tattoo of a scorpion on his neck. "

This person was the first to shout: "Brother Cui, we will kneel if you ask us to kneel? My legs have never kneeled before anyone other than my parents. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"That's right, everyone wants this thing, so don't stand on the moral high ground and pretend to be false."

"That's it."

The surrounding crowd immediately discussed, and more and more voices opposed it, and the scene was a little uncontrollable.

The braided man glanced around with cold eyes, slowly touched his trouser pocket with his right hand, Jiu Qingshui got up and looked at him and shook his head.

I asked in a low voice, what is the origin of this braided man surnamed Cui.

"Haven't you heard of this person? Cui Zhendong from Laishui."

"Cui Zhendong?"

"Is he that Cui Zhendong?"

"Isn't this person sentenced to eight years?" I was a little surprised.

I have heard of this name before. This person was reported for robbing Gaojiazuishan Han Dynasty Tomb. Being found out, this matter made a joke on the road, and everyone laughed at this group of people looking for death.There is another theory, that someone deliberately messed with him, and this person has been in prison for several years anyway.

He turned his head and whispered: "It is impossible for a professional tomb robber to make such a low-level mistake. He was just sold out, but this person is cruel and merciless. You must not underestimate this person."

Jiu Qingshui spoke again, and then asked someone to lift the Buddha of Tears down with a red cloth.

The implications of what she said were obvious.

It probably means: "Friends from all over the world, no matter who you work for, the result will not be good. The Buddha should be kept by capable people, so as to avoid unnecessary casualties."

As for who this "capable" person is, it goes without saying that she is talking about herself.

After the show ended, he secretly pulled me aside and asked me what I thought about what happened just now.

So I told my head what I thought.

After listening to his head, he shook his head solemnly and said: "What you said is only superficial. Tonight, you told our people that they must not sleep. It feels like something may happen."

When I heard that something was going to happen, my heart skipped a beat.

"Yunfeng, come here with your ears...you at night..."

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Our tents were pitched in the northwest corner of the camp, and I told people not to sleep. I don’t know where the red eyes went. I guess they went to find his Aunt Luo.

After turning off the flashlight, our tent was completely dark, and the noise outside the camp did not gradually subside until after two o'clock in the morning.

There was a camel brand tent not far from us, and at this moment, I heard the voices of men and women coming intermittently from there.

"Wonderful, I am not terrible, say."

"Awesome, you are too powerful." Then came some indescribable voices.

Everyone was huddled in the tent, and I looked weird, and so did everyone else.Only Bean Sprouts listened with enthusiasm.

"What time is it?" I asked quietly.

"It's 5 minutes to 3 o'clock." Xiao Xuan whispered in the dark.

I nodded, the time should be up.

Sure enough, at this moment, there was a dark shadow outside our tent.

The black figure stopped and coughed twice.

I also coughed twice.

The other party coughed three more times.

I hurriedly opened the tent and let this man in.

"What about something, give it to me."

The man who came in was in his 50s, thin and about the same height as Xiaoxuan. He was wearing a blue cotton-padded vest with a small white advertisement printed on the back of the vest, "Beijing Soybean Juice Association."

I nodded and asked Liao Bo to hand him a plastic bag.There is a wooden box in the plastic bag, and the fake Miaoyin bird is contained in the box.

The man picked up the plastic bag and left without saying a word.

This man is a thief, but he is not an ordinary thief. In hindsight, he is a stealth thief. His surname is Lu, his name is Lu Kun, and his nickname is Xiao Kuaishou Lu.

From 05 to 10, he opened a bean juice shop in Tuanjiehu Hutong, Beijing. Later, the bean juice shop closed down, and now it has become a shop selling palace dishes. The name of the shop is Xiaodiaoli Tang, Xiaodiaoli Tang and 798 Art The small restaurant on the street is actually controlled by a boss. The distribution center of these two stores is near Hanhe Road in Xiangshan Sijiqing, not far from Wanshou Cemetery.

Lu Kun's grandfather was Kuaishou Lu, the famous thief in Zhuozhou, Beiping, who belonged to the "Caixing" among the eight sects. Kuaishou Lu was the second in command of Caixing during the Guangxu period. It is said that he was good friends with Zhu Liankui who later went to the United States. On the surface, he is a juggler, but in fact he is a thief. He has four unique skills, namely, Thirteen Taibao, Lotus Lantern, Nine Dragons Navigating the Sea, and Avalokitesvara Shanglian.

There is an interesting thing.

After Zhu Liankui was on fire in Boston, a foreigner named Ma Qishi came to Peiping to look for him, hoping to take Kuaishou Lu to join his circus to perform abroad, but Kuaishou Lu scolded him away. The partner was stolen overnight, and it is said that even the underpants he was wearing to sleep were stolen in his sleep.

Their family has been passed down from the Qing Dynasty to modern times. No matter what work the descendants have done, the skills of the thief have not fallen behind. It can be said that it is a true family tradition, the family of the thief.

The task of handing over the head to him was to "change the bird", to replace the fake bird made by Liao Bo with a real one, and then we ran off with the real sound bird and changed it under the nose of Jiu Qingshui.

In the top plan, this matter still needs the help of one person, an "inner ghost" beside Jiu Qingshui, so that the inside can cooperate with the outside without anyone noticing.

I didn't know who this inner ghost was at the beginning, and he didn't tell me his head. He said that the inner ghost had a younger brother, and this younger brother had been in Inner Mongolia for many years and had been following Yao Wenzhong loyally.

Xiao Kuaishou Lu took the fake bird at 3:05.

He came back at 20:[-] and left in a hurry after handing me a plastic bag. The whole journey took only a quarter of an hour.

I only took a few glances and put it away in a hurry. At this time, according to the whisper that the head told me, we must leave before 6 o'clock in the morning. He deliberately repeatedly emphasized that sentence, and it must be before 6 o'clock.

I hid the plastic bag with the Wonderbird under my bag, my heart pounding.

If Jiu Qingshui finds out about this, she will chop me up and feed them to the dogs.

"How is everything checked?"

"no problem."

I asked Bean Sprout again in a low voice: "How about that Wen Ming in your bag?"

Bean Sprouts patted his bag and whispered, "Don't worry, it's okay, I won't lose it if I lose my mother, it's hundreds of thousands."

"Um....."

I slowly opened a corner of the tent and looked out secretly.

Every camp has sent people to watch the night, fearing that the other party might do something wrong in the middle of the night. There are seven or eight fires in the Nuoda camp in front of me. Some scattered people are warming up around the fire, talking to each other in low voices from time to time. .

There was a man and a woman next to the fire closest to me. I don’t know who they were. The man was in his 40s, and the woman looked very young. together.

After watching for a while, I found that the man suddenly stopped moving.

A few seconds passed.

The woman gently put the man down on the ground.

I just saw her put the blood-stained knife back into her sleeve, and her movements were very subtle.

The woman looked around, wondering if she had noticed me peeping.

She looked in my direction.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.