On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

Because of the little incident just now, the driver took us to another route.

Bumping and shaking along the way.

The sleepiness I had been preparing for was shattered to pieces by that frightening moment just now.

"What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Lingchuan's voice came suddenly, which startled me.

"Oh, I was just wondering if we would encounter people sent by Arthur to hunt us down along the way."

Arthur's bunch of gangsters have great ambitions and backgrounds.

He was actually able to get the exclusive right to salvage from the bottom of the Yellow River, and he even dared to openly pick up the pots of the local masters around him.

If this Diaomao discovers the shit in the brocade box, he will definitely be so angry that one Buddha will ascend to heaven and two Buddhas will jump over the wall.

Then they launched a relentless pursuit of us.

After hearing this, Zhang Lingchuan laughed softly.

"will not."

"Whether it was openly or secretly, everyone saw me hand that thing into Arthur's hands."

"That old foreign devil, I'm afraid he will be busy dealing with those who covet the treasure tonight."

"It's just right. Let him learn what it means to carry a jade."

When Zhang Lingchuan spoke, he was as literate as ever, which made me confused.

But this time, I did understand what it meant.

On the beach of the Yellow River, he had no intention of handing the dragon ball to that old bastard Arthur.

Zhang Lingchuan just put on a show in front of everyone, letting everyone see that he had handed over the things.

As for what kind of commotion something like that can cause in the future, that's something that old guy Arthur should think about.

But the mantis is chasing the cicada and the oriole is behind. Who knows that Zhang Lingchuan can still steal the beads back through the stolen door.

I really didn't expect that Zhang Lingchuan had such a skill. This game was a bit interesting.

But this trip to the Yellow River did not provide us with much useful information.

I don’t know what exactly Wang Zhongshan was looking for under the river.

It was another section of rugged mountain road. The car drove forward for more than half an hour before it emerged from the corner onto the road.

I couldn't help but ask Zhang Lingchuan, what are those piles of iron chains under the Yellow River?

Why do they move and attack people?

Zhang Lingchuan was also tired from sitting, so he simply leaned up and said to me: "Have you ever heard of Thousand Planes Gate?"

Of course I’ve heard of it!

When delivering the baby to Zimusha, Zhang Lingchuan showed off to me how awesome the umbrella made by Qianjimen was.

I speculate that Qianjimen should be a place that is good at making various mechanisms and forging weapons.

He said that those big iron chains under the river were made by Qianjimen.

Those damn things are actually agencies?

Who is so capable as to dig a mechanism under the river?

I looked at him in disbelief: "Boss, you are bragging again."

Zhang Lingchuan smiled calmly: "What's impossible? The craftsmanship of those ancient craftsmen at their peak is not comparable to modern people."

"I know you can't understand it, so let me give you the simplest example. Do you know about mortise and tenon?"

"There is a very famous Sakyamuni Pagoda in Shanxi, which is the tallest existing wooden pavilion-style pagoda. A total of 54 types of brackets are used in the whole pagoda, using the mortise and tenon technique. It has been hit by more than a dozen earthquakes and is still intact. .”

The mortise and tenon structure means that there is no iron nail in the whole process, and everything is overlapped with wood, but it is stable and does not fall down.

"There are also the hanging coffins of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain and the Hanging Temple in Datong, Shanxi. These exquisite buildings can be made. It is not impossible to set up a mechanism under the river."

"After this matter is settled, I will find an opportunity to visit the old men of Qianjimen."

"Maybe we can dig out some treasures from them..."

Zhang Lingchuan started to lose focus as he talked.

But at this time, I felt something strange in my arm.

I quickly lifted up my sleeves and took a look. I was so shocked that I took a breath of air.

The grimace mark on it actually moved its position on its own!

Zhang Lingchuan also noticed this situation, and he hurriedly comforted me: "Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to save you when we return to Funeral Street."

Seeing that I was still distracted, he reached out and patted my head: "Don't be downcast. You still owe me millions. Can I let you die like this?"

I rubbed my head in pain: "Isn't it just 100 million? Why did it become several million?"

Zhang Lingchuan rolled his eyes: "Don't you know that interest will be calculated on the loaned money?"

The car drove for most of the night, and when it was getting dark, the driver took us back to Funeral Street.

After arriving at the place, I held back my pee and was worried that there was no place to put it, so I hurriedly carried Wang Chongshan and got out of the car.

Zhang Lingchuan stuffed a cigarette into his mouth and handed another one to the driver.

"Thank you." As soon as he said the words, Zhang Lingchuan laughed and said, "I forgot you couldn't hear me."

He took out the last few red bills from his pocket.

"It's not much money, just use it as hard work payment."

I glanced around and saw that there were about seven or eight hundred people.

However, the driver had a straight face and pushed the money back, refusing to take it even after saying anything.

Zhang Lingchuan tried several times but failed.

Finally, the driver trotted into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and disappeared from our sight.

"He is really stubborn." I couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Lingchuan stuffed the money back into his bag and raised his hand towards me: "Pick up Wang Chongshan and go find Old Man Wang."

As he moved forward, he shouted Wang Chongshan's name.

I know, this is calling the soul.

Once a person leaves the place where he died, his soul is easily lost.

Someone needs to shout soul guidance from the front.

To my surprise, the door to the coffin shop was open.

Old man Wang smoked a pipe and was sitting at the gate waiting for us.

He stood up tremblingly, with tears in his eyes. He stretched out his hands and wanted to step forward, but he was a little scared.

Finally, Old Man Wang asked with a tearful voice: "Has my Chongshan child come home?"

Zhang Lingchuan smoked a cigarette and nodded silently.

Old Man Wang was so distraught that he held the paper money in his hand and threw it vigorously into the sky.

"Chongshan, go home!"

He howled sadly, which almost brought tears to my eyes.

When I carried Wang Zhongshan and walked in, I saw that all the coffins originally placed in the hall had been moved away.

In the middle stood a bright red nanmu coffin with a large word "Die" written on it.

Zhang Lingchuan and I carefully carried Wang Chongshan inside. Before he opened the bag outside, he gave Old Man Wang a shot of vaccination.

"Old Wang, I have to tell you first."

"We found Zhongshan under the water. His body was soaked in disarray."

Old Man Wang slowly waved his hand and asked us to go away first.

"No matter what, he is still my child, let me take a good look at him."

Seeing him say this, we both wisely walked outside the coffin shop.

After a while, a suppressed cry came from inside.

I wanted to turn around, but Zhang Lingchuan twisted me around: "Give them some space, father and son."

The two of us sat side by side in front of the coffin shop, one smoking and the other in a daze.

After a long time, footsteps sounded behind him.

Old Man Wang stepped forward: "Zhang Lingchuan, I want to know why my son died at the bottom of the Yellow River!"

There was a sullen look on his face, and he lowered his head after a while: "I'm sorry, I'm not blaming you. It's just that I feel too uncomfortable..."

Zhang Lingchuan reached out and patted his shoulder.

"He was beaten to death."