Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

"Liaobo?"

"Are your eyes okay?"

I turned on the bathroom light.

As soon as the light came on, Liao Bo stopped blinking.

"Yunfeng hasn't slept yet so late. I'm fine. I just came out to wash my hair. I couldn't find the shampoo, haha."

Liao Bo smiled and wiped his face with a towel, and was ready to leave after speaking.

"Liao Bo, wait a minute."

"what happened?"

This was a bit abnormal, I frowned and walked up to him, staring at Liao Bo's eyes carefully for a long time.

It's normal, just like normal people.

"Are you okay?"

I got out of the way, shook my head and said it's okay, maybe I'm too nervous because I'm too busy these two days.

Then the night was silent.

Because I slept late last night, I didn't wake up until almost nine o'clock this morning. There was a burst of fragrance in the living room. Knowing that I was hungry, Xiaomi called me out for breakfast.

Breakfast was the leek dumplings made by Xiaomi last night. I didn't finish the rest. I changed it this morning and made them deep-fried. There is also a small dish of pickles.

Xiaomi's face was ruddy, and she smiled and said, "Quickly try Brother Feng, fried dumplings, dip it in some vinegar."

"The dumplings are good." I took a bite and praised the millet. It was crispy on the outside and fragrant on the inside. Uncle Liao was drinking rice soup, doing as the Romans do. Every household in Wu'an drinks rice soup in the morning and evening.

Seeing how delicious I was eating, Xiaomi's eyes turned into crescent moons.

"Bang bang!" While eating, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother Feng, eat quickly, I'll open it."

Xiaomi trotted to open the door, and I saw Mr. Liu, a beggar, standing at the door. He was accompanied by a middle-aged man, who was carrying a black cloth bag.

I don't know this person. He is not too old. He is about 40 years old. He has a thin face and dark circles under his eyes. Although he is in his prime, this person is already graying.

"Master Liu is here, have you eaten? Have you eaten something? This is..." I stood up and said hello.

Master Liu smiled and waved his hands and said, "This is a friend of mine who just arrived yesterday, so I'll bring you here to get to know each other."

"Master Liu's friend is our friend, Xiang Yunfeng," I smiled and stretched out my hand.

"My surname is Bai, Bai Risheng." He shook hands with me.

Isn't it closer to shaking hands with someone? At the moment of shaking hands, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance from him.

It's not the kind of fragrance that girls wear, it's hard to describe, the nose of dry tomb robbers is good, sometimes you need to smell the soil, so I smell it.

Bai Risheng, at that time I thought this person's name was quite easy to remember.

Xiaomi said: "Master Liu, you haven't eaten yet, why don't I fry some dumplings?"

Master Liu told Xiaomi that there was no need for it, he had already eaten, and today he brought Brother Bai over to meet him.

Uncle Liao finished his rice soup at this time, put down the bowl, wiped his mouth and said, "Yunfeng, yesterday I made a plan for repairing the chime clock, and I need to take another look at the real thing, and I'm not sure about a few details. "

I nodded and said yes.

Uncle Liao nodded to Master Liu and was about to go out.

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly, the man surnamed Bai brought by Master Liu reached out and stopped Liao Bo.

"Is something wrong?"

The moment Uncle Liao turned his head to speak, the man surnamed Bai suddenly took out a white towel from his pocket and shook it quickly in front of Uncle Liao.

Some powder came out of the towel, making Liao Bo cough repeatedly.

"cough!

"This... what is this!"

Uncle Liao took two steps back, and within half a minute, Uncle Liao's legs suddenly gave way, and Master Liu quickly supported him.

"master!"

"Master, what's wrong with you!"

Seeing this scene, Xiaomi ran over in panic.

Mr. Liu supported him with both hands. Uncle Liao looked as if he had fallen asleep and fell into a coma.

"Don't panic, your master is fine, just fell asleep temporarily."

"Let go! Let go! Let go of my master!"

Gritting her teeth, Xiaomi pushed Master Liu's arm hard.

I was still calm, and immediately pulled Xiaomi away, and hurriedly asked Master Liu what was going on.

Master Liu helped Uncle Liao to the sofa, turned his head and frowned and said, "There may be something wrong with this person."

"Master Liu, do you think Uncle Liao has a problem? Could it be..." My heart skipped a beat.

Master Liu shook his head, "I just felt it for a moment. I can't be sure, or maybe not. Let Brother Bai try the specific situation. Brother Bai also left the Changchun Club in 88."

"Master Liu is too polite."

The middle-aged man unbuttoned his backpack and took out a flat wooden box. The box was yellow and covered with pulp. The material should be Buxus lobularis. I think it can be dated to the middle of the Qing Dynasty. One inch of Boxwood is a hundred years old. This thing is actually much more valuable than red sandalwood. .

Xiaomi was still making trouble, and I held him down. I comforted Xiaomi, saying that it was just a look, and Uncle Liao would be fine.

I haven't forgotten that when Uncle Liao came to Yinchuan with the wonderful sound bird, he was snatched away by Wu Le, the secretary of the Changchun Society. Once I saw a faint vertical line in the pupil of Uncle Liao's eyes, which was exactly the same as that of Sister Hong.

It's just that Liao Bo's condition disappeared in about a month, and he was helping me all the time, so this matter gradually faded out of my sight.

From Shunde to Yinchuan, from Yinchuan to Yulin, and from Yulin to Handan, I have gained a deeper understanding of the Changchun Fair for so long. If there are still people who don’t know about the Changchun Fair, please let me explain.

Since ancient times, there have been many strange people and strange things among the people. The Changchun Society originated in the Shandong area. It was first a storyteller organization, and later took root in the Northeast in the late Qing Dynasty.

It was not a peaceful era. Many craftsmen in the folk did not hesitate to go to the streets to keep warm because their wives and children had a stutter. These people came from all corners of the country and did everything. In the 40s, the Changchun Society's sphere of influence was not limited to the northern region, but also touched the south and coastal areas.

There was civil turmoil in the 88 meeting, and some people like Mr. Liu, the beggar, left the Changchun meeting. The vice-chairman was Zheng Daudao, who was over 90 years old. As for who the real chairman of the Changchun meeting was, no one knew. Those who go to the tomb robbery will not come into contact with it.

Who were there at the meeting?

Circus tamers, jugglers, magicians, fortune-tellers, drug sellers, excrement pickers, storytellers, incense sellers, hair shaves, shoe repairers, brothel management girls, pimps, human traffickers , thief, thief, explosives maker, etc...

Over the past hundred years, many of these people have become farther and farther away from us. The world is so big, and many people live in their own small circle every day, commuting to get off work, going to bed and making friends on time.

Have you ever heard an adult say such a sentence when you were a child?

"If a stranger calls your name, don't look back. Maybe the stranger will pat you on the shoulder and follow him without knowing anything."

When I was young, I always listened to it as a joke, thinking that my parents were scaring me, how could such a thing happen, what happened to patting me on the shoulder, I am not stupid, and I would not go with strangers.

It is wrong to think so, the rumors spread are not groundless, someone pats the shoulder, this person will have a kind of medicinal powder in his hand, as long as he smells it, he will follow the person, the principle of this thing is better than the obedient water that people are still using now, psychedelic Medicines are powerful.

I know a little more because I have seen it. This kind of medicine has requirements for the target audience, such as how old to how old it is suitable for, what kind of mental state the person is on that day, whether he has not slept all night and is not in good spirits, etc. There are requirements. .

The man surnamed Bai brought by Mr. Liu did just that.

This man's uncle is the man Xiao Zhuotou once said was nicknamed "Old Sea Dog with a Stick of Fragrance".