The fat man picked up the gold particles on the ground one by one, comforting himself that they were indeed a little less, and supporting the world revolution was a bit unprofitable, but it was more than enough to improve life. I see that these gold particles were very similar to the ones they had in the forest that night, and the shape was extremely irregular, as if they were all used to inlaid gold particles for decorating objects. Could it be that Wong Tai Sin's box was actually covered with gold jewelry? During the process of being stolen, the box rubbed and collided and dropped these fragments?

When I thought of what treasure was in the mysterious box, I felt itchy, but I don’t know how many years it has been stolen. I guess I won’t expect to see it in my life. I was disappointed for a minute. At this time, the fat man pulled up all the things that could be pulled. It was meaningless to stay. Besides, I was afraid that the swallows would be impatient to wait on it for so long, so we planned to leave.

Before leaving, I saw the cellars all over the floor were full of dead bodies, especially the four "old men". They were all uncomfortable for them. I studied with the fat man and simply set the fire on the ground sedan. Because there was never light in the basement. There were mostly jars of lamp oil stored in the cellar. There were many wooden structures, so it was not easy to set fire. I scooped out the lamp oil and splashed it randomly. Finally, I kicked the oil tank down and threw the oil lamp on the ground. It immediately caught fire. The flames made the wooden beams and wood citrus in the cellar sound.

Fatty and I were worried that we would be choked to death by the thick smoke. They ran out of the Huang Daxian Temple on the stone steps. The snow outside had stopped. We first found a tree hole to hide the bear skin and bear flesh, sealed it with stones, and then we stepped on the wood and returned to the forest farm. Only then did we find that the "Huangxian Gu" we caught was so angry that he had only half his breath. When the fat man saw that this was not true. It would be worth peeling it if the yellow skin died and then peeled it, but if he didn't have the skill, it would be even less valuable to peel the skin. So he poured some rice soup to save his life. He took the bear paw and "Huangxian Gu" out of the mountain to change things overnight. For a few kilograms of cheap fruit candy, he went to the mountain road in the wind and snow. Such a thing was only done by the educated youth who were in the army. The motivation was not entirely because of greed. In fact, the more important reason was because of his idleness.

Yanzi went back to the village to find someone to get the bear meat, leaving me alone to guard the forest farm. After all the work was over, we had two days of free time and planned to get a yellow skin. This time we should get a fox, but before we could take action, the old branch secretary sent someone to exchange us back to the village.

The branch secretary said, "I was afraid that you would be restless in the village, so I sent you to the quietest forest farm to work. I didn't expect that you would still not obey the arrangements and went to Tuanshanzi to hunt bears without permission. I was too brave. If something happened, who would take the responsibility? Although you hunted a bear and supported the farm, you would not be able to make a big mistake. I think you would have to make a big fuss sooner or later stay in the forest farm. You have to find some other work for you to do and punish you. Well... what kind of work should you find?"

Finally, the old branch secretary sent us three to participate in the "grave-cutting bricks". Because it is difficult to clear land in the mountains, there are only dozens of acres of thin fields from the east and west. This year, a piece of land was flattened from the ravine, and many tombs were dug out of that land. Because our village was gradually gathered by hunters in the Qing Dynasty, no one can tell which dynasty or era the cemetery near the ravine was. This old cemetery without a trace is all bricks and stone tombs, most of which are ruined and stolen, or soaked in water. The coffin and bone slag in the tomb

There is nothing valuable. After cleaning it, there are only many tomb bricks left. These tomb bricks are good for the locals. Because they are sparsely populated in a radius of hundreds of miles, there is no kiln for making bricks. The tomb bricks are large and strong, and can be used to build livestock sheds and simple buildings. However, there are many mud on the tomb bricks; or there are few corners when opened; or they are knocked apart, resulting in the irregular shape of the bricks. This requires cutting and cutting them off with a tile knife. It does not necessarily have to ensure the integrity of the entire tomb brick, but it must be flat and regular, so that the walls will be convenient.

"Cleaning bricks" are usually done by women in the village, because men think this job is unlucky and the yin energy is too heavy. Now we have arranged all the jobs to us, which is considered to be a lighter punishment. The work is supervised by the branch secretary's wife, the fourth aunt.

Although I was given a lighter punishment, I was most disgusted with this lack of creative work. We had a stinky grave brick for a long time, and our waists were sore and my arms were numb. So I found an opportunity to invite my fourth aunt to eat a few pieces of fruit candy exchanged for "Huang Xian Gu", which made her happy. I took the opportunity to take a lazy look and smoke a cigarette with the fat man for a while.

I vomited a cigarette ring. The grave bricks were shaved that day and I was dizzy. Although it was not time to eat, my stomach had already started to beat the drums. I couldn't help but ask Yanzi: "What delicious food do you make for us tonight, Sister Yanzi?"

Before the swallow answered, the fat man rushed to say, "You have caught up. Today I treat you, dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat underground. Yesterday, there was a sick black donkey in the village. I carried forward my fearless spirit and was not afraid of carrying the reputation of killing donkeys. I helped slaughter the donkey, so the branch secretary gave me all the head and hoofs. At night, let the swallows give us the donkey hoofs to eat in the stew pot, and braised them. The donkey was boiled in the water tomorrow morning. As for how to eat the donkey head, I haven't figured it out yet. Do you think it's done with sauce?"

The swallow was so tired that we were so angry that we were so angry that we were always depressed. But when the fat man said he wanted to eat donkey hoofs, he immediately laughed with joy. The fourth aunt laughed at the audience: "This fat man, can the black donkey hoofs be eaten casually? Even if he is thirsty and drink salt and eat five poisons when he is hungry, he can't eat black donkey hoofs. In the early years, people who dig graves and dig graves used donkey hoofs, so don't eat randomly. That's something to feed people to death. The old man ate black donkey hoofs. The judge in the underworld in the underworld had thin palms, the cow head and horse face attracted ghosts, General Jiuyou surrendered the corpse and destroyed evil spirits. General Jiuyou became a fairy black donkey spirit. In the early years, the mud statues in the temple were all donkey-headed and donkey hoofs."

When I heard the words of Aunt Four, I immediately remembered the story of my grandfather telling the story of the tomb-robbing magistrate using black donkey hoofs to suppress zombies in the ancient tomb. The black donkey hoofs is a magic weapon for the magistrate to touch the gold, which is very different from what she said, but I never expected that the Fourth Auntie knew these allusions, so I quickly asked her and asked her to tell us in detail.

The fourth aunt said, "What is the lieutenant who touches the gold? What's the thing? I've never heard of it. I only remember that before the liberation, there were strands of bandits in the mountains. All the men and horses in this strand were wearing black clothes, black pants, black hats, red belts, red socks and black shoes. The dress was so evil. This group of people specialized in digging graves in the deep mountains and forests. They were very noisy at that time. After the liberation, all the sects such as the sect were suppressed. In the early years, all the sects had been reported. I still remember the sect's font size. It seems to be called... Nierhui."
Chapter completed!