Wushan is a remote southwest county, surrounded by mountains, with large mountains and few people, and traffic is blocked.

Everyone first took a bus, and after getting off the expressway, they changed to a long-distance bus.

After more than eight hours of turbulence, I finally entered Wushan at around five o'clock in the afternoon.

The crowd did not go to the county seat, but got off the car in a small town, which is the closest to Wu Gorge.

There are only more than 1 local residents in the town. Since it is the only way to Wu Gorge, many tour groups stop here. There are many guests, but it is quite prosperous.

Looking up, I saw shops selling small commodities on both sides of the street, as well as some restaurants and inns. The endless stream of tourists brought great business opportunities to the town.

In order to attract tourists, the houses in the town have undergone unified planning and renovation. They are all in the style of antique old houses. There is no modern building. At first glance, it seems to have returned to 100 years ago.

After exploring the streets, everyone found a clean restaurant for dinner.

When ordering food, Hu Bayi and the shopkeeper chatted with each other without saying a word, and handed over a hundred-yuan bill as a tip.

The shopkeeper saw that he was generous in his spending and his conversation was extraordinary, so he decided that he was a rich boss. He was very enthusiastic and knew everything, and introduced the local customs and customs in detail.

After the boss left, Professor Sun said.

"Mr. Hu, our visit to the ancient tomb this time is a private act, so let's keep a low profile."

Hu Bayi smiled and said.

"Old Sun, you are a high-level intellectual, you have spent your whole life in the office, and you don't know the tricks of the world."

It turned out that what he did just now was not to pretend to be a grandson, but to get some words out of the boss.

The profession of Daodou is the same as that of Chinese medicine. It pays attention to the four words of looking, hearing, asking and cutting, but the meaning is different.

The question in it is to inquire about news, which is called "picking up tongue leaks".

Wherever there is a large tomb, there will probably be some relevant legends and stories. Finding the locals to pick up tongue leaks can often lead to useful clues.

When Professor Sun heard this, he showed a look of admiration.

"As expected of Captain Mojin, what did you ask?"

Hu Bayi shook his head.

"Qingxi Town ceased to exist more than 70 years ago. Only people over 90 years old know about it. After eating, let's go around the streets and see if we can find someone who knows."

When everyone heard this, they all felt that hope was getting slimmer. Old people in their 90s were hard to find, and even if they were found, they might not be able to provide useful clues.

But right now there is no other way but to try.

After eating, everyone came to the street, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

As night fell and the lights came on, the streets were full of tourists who came out for a walk after dinner.

Everyone walked all the way, observing each shop carefully, and when they saw elderly people, they went up to talk to them.

But after walking half a street, there was nothing to gain.

Just when Wang Kaixuan was about to complain, Hu Bayi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he pointed.

"There are probably clues there!"

Others looked in the direction they pointed, but saw a deserted shop in the distance, with a wine gourd hanging at the door, like a wine shop selling wine.

Wang Kaixuan asked curiously.

"Commander Hu, how do you know there are clues there? Is there anything different about this liquor store?"

Hu Bayi smiled slightly, without explaining.

"Go and see and you will know."

Everyone came to the shop immediately and looked up.

This shop is very big, and there is a small antique flag hanging at the door, which says "daily necessities". It turned out to be a grocery store.

Look at the wine gourd again, it is very different from ordinary gourds, the surface is covered with large and small holes, full of holes.

Wang Kaixuan couldn't help asking.

"This gourd has been tied into a hornet's nest, so it must not be able to hold wine. What's the purpose of hanging it at the door?"

Before Hu Bayi answered, Shirley Yang's eyes lit up and she said with a smile.

"Old Hu, you are right, there may be some clues here."

After speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled, and walked in.

Wang Kaixuan muttered dissatisfiedly behind.

"When you have a woman, you forget about your brother. You really forget your righteousness!"

Everyone came to the store together, the space inside is quite large, there are a variety of goods on several large containers, including daily groceries, everything that one expects to find.

It's just that the shop is very deserted. Besides them, there is only one old man dozing off behind the counter.

This old man has a chicken skin and a crane head. He looks at least 80 years old.

Hu Bayi stepped forward and said softly.

"The shopkeeper, there are customers."

Only then did the old man raise his head, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said casually.

"Whatever you want, let's see for yourself."

After Hu Bayi looked at the goods on the shelf, he smiled lightly.

"Old man, I want three catties of brown sugar, nine sticks of white wax, a stack of yellow paper, and two pieces of red string that are three feet long and soaked in cinnabar."

As soon as these words came out, the old man's expression was slightly shocked, he looked up and down these people, and then said.

"Except for the red rope, there are other containers, the guests can get it by themselves."

Hu Bayi shook his head.

"It's not polite to do it yourself, the shopkeeper will bring it to me in person."

When the old man heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said in disbelief.

"Where is this guest from? What's the family name?"

When Wang Kaixuan heard this, he felt that this was a bit strange. Instead of directly asking what other people's surnames were, he asked what the family's surnames were. Is there anyone who asks such a question?

Hu Bayi gave Shirley Yang a look.

Shirley Yang stepped forward immediately and said slowly.

"Tea is famous among mountain guests, and guests from all over the world are welcome at the door. They are all from the mountains, so why ask Miaogen."

Only then did the old man show a joyful look, stood up and waved his hands.

"Everyone, please come inside!"

Chapter 691

After Shirley Yang said those four sentences, the old man's attitude immediately turned 180 degrees, and he respectfully made a gesture of please.

"Everyone, please come inside!"

Wang Kaixuan and Professor Sun on the side were confused, not knowing what they were up to.

Everyone followed the old man through the hall and came to the backyard.

This shop is an old house, the front is the facade, and the back is the residence.

The yard is very large, with more than a dozen rooms, and there is an old willow tree in the yard.

A girl about eighteen or nineteen years old was drawing water in front of a well, when she saw someone coming in, she couldn't help asking curiously.

"Grandfather, where is this guest?"

The old man smiled.

"Sister Yao, go and make a pot of good tea, it's a distinguished guest."

After speaking, he led everyone to a living room.

"Everyone, please sit down. I'll change into clean clothes and talk again."

After the old man left, Wang Kaixuan couldn't hold back his doubts anymore and asked.

"Old Hu, Staff Officer Yang, which song are you singing?"

Only then did Hu Bayi explain in detail.

It turns out that the owner of this shop is not an ordinary person, but a craftsman in the rivers and lakes, who is inextricably linked with the Dao Dou artist.

The wine gourd hanging at the door is a code that only people in the rivers and lakes can understand, which means "Honeycomb Mountain".

Since ancient times, most of the people who went to the rivers and lakes to make a living were engaged in illegal activities. In modern terms, they are illegal activities.

Because these activities are shady, people in the Jianghu invented a set of slang words in the industry, called lip code.

In order to distinguish between black and white, they are named after mountains, with 36 big mountains and 72 small mountains, so the Lip Code is also called Shanjing.

For example, carpenters are called "Black Wood Mountain", beggars are called "Baihua Mountain", jugglers are called "Moon Mountain", and Taoist people are called "Beiji Mountain".

In order not to make people mistaken, these mountains are not real, but fictional.

However, among all the titles with the prefix of the mountain, there is only one exception, "Kunlun Mountain".

"Kunlun Mountain" is the only one named after the real mountain, which refers to the imperial court officials.

"Honeycomb Mountain" is one of the 72 hills. Only those who are familiar with the mountain classics can see what the gourd represents.

Hu Bayi's grandfather, Hu Guohua, learned from Mo Jin Xiaowei and had a career in the Jianghu. Hu Bayi only understood these things when he was young when he heard his grandfather talk about the Jianghu.

Shirley Yang's grandfather, Partridge Whistle, is a well-known Taoist who moves mountains in the Northern School. As the only heir of the Move Mountains, she has obtained the true biography of Partridge Whistle, and is more familiar with the classics of mountains than Hu Bayi.

After Professor Sun and Wang Kaixuan listened to it, they finally realized that Hu Bayi and the others were talking to each other just now, talking slang words, no wonder outsiders were confused.

Wang Kaixuan asked again.

"Which business does Honeycomb Mountain refer to? Is it selling honeycomb coal?"

When Hu Bayi heard this, he laughed so hard that he almost spit.

"What sells briquettes, others sell pins!"

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