The white beggar tied up several belts and handed them to the swallow's hand. The swallow connected the belt with the soft rod, then swung it around and threw it to the wellhead. The hook at one end of the soft rod hooked the edge of the wooden barrel and pulled it down.

Then, the swallow grabbed the rope and climbed to the wellhead.

At that time, there were tripods above the wells. There were swivels above the tripods, and there were ropes wrapped around the swivels, and buckets hung under the swivels. When people were drinking water, they needed to turn the swivels, put the bucket down the well, shake the ropes, eat the bucket, and then shake the swivels, and lift the bucket up. The swivels were wrapped by the ropes over the years, and there were circles of grooves on the swivels. When people put water on the swivels, they put their hands on the swivels, put their fingers on the swivels, and let go of the swivel handles, and the buckets would automatically fall into the well. We call this method "flying wheels". Only those who often hang water will do this. Children dare not put "flying wheels", and they may not fall into the well.

After the swallow climbed up, he put down the wooden barrel. The black and white beggar climbed up the well rope. The remaining third uncle, the injured leopard and me, were hung up by the black and white beggar with a wheel.

We left the wellhead and walked forward. Suddenly we saw lights coming out of the front yard and the sound of talking came faintly.

A wall separated the front yard and the back yard. Swallow asked us to stay behind the partition wall. She walked up alone. In the room with light in the front yard, two black people were photographed on the windows, and their figures were as thin and unreal as paper cuts.

The third uncle took me from the black beggar and carried it on his shoulder. The third uncle was thin and his shoulder blades made my cheeks hurt.

The swallow had just approached the house, and suddenly the front yard door opened with a creaking sound. The swallow jumped up, climbed the rafters and jumped onto the roof. Two torches walked in from outside the door, illuminating the yard with slight illumination.

Behind the torch, a rubber cart was followed by a horse, and four people were following behind the cart. They were all dressed up, with cuffs and trousers tied, and they were obviously the Jianjiazi. How could the authentic tunnel of the doctor's family lead here? These people knew that they were the old sea in the world at a glance, but what was their origin?

The Jiao** car parked in the yard, and a man walked out of the room. He was short, fat and solid, like a rolling roll standing up on a wheat rafting field. The torch dragged his figure very long and spread it to the wall. The four people following the Jiao* car walked into the room, carried out two boxes, and placed it in the carriage of the Jiao** car.

The short and fat man saw the box loaded on the rubber cart, and then waved to the roof. He said, "The ones on the roof are side by side, come down to the minister."

We were all shocked. The black beggar wanted to rush out but was stopped by the white beggar. He whispered: "Let's wait for a while." The swallow came down from the roof. She stood in front of the short and fat man, graceful and unafraid. Several other people suddenly saw a person falling from the roof and exclaimed together.

The short and fat man was also surprised. He probably didn't expect that the one who climbed onto the roof and landed on the ground would be a woman, and a very beautiful woman. The short and fat man said: "We are always in a position to support the grandson, and we never make things difficult for a cherry. What kind of way do you do?"

After hearing the short and fat man's words, I realized that he was a bodyguard. This courtyard seemed to be an escort agency. The first sentence of the short and fat man was that a friend on the roof would come down to show off his face; the second sentence was that we were escorting, and we never made things difficult for a woman. Girl, what is your origin?

Yanzi probably knew that this short and fat man would not make things difficult for him, so he smiled and said, "The piano is really loud, I am the doctor's friend."

When I heard their conversation, I felt that Yan Zi was not in danger. When Yan Zi heard the stuntman say that he would not make things difficult for a woman, he put a high hat on him, saying that you are really admirable, and then said that he was a friend of the doctor.

Yan Zi is very smart, with an authentic one connected to a pharmacy shop and an escort agency at the same end. Then the doctor and the escort must have friends who have had a lifelong relationship. If Yan Zi moves out of the escort, the escort will definitely not make things difficult for her.

Sure enough, the bodyguard asked anxiously: "Did you come from below? How is the doctor?"

Yanzi said: "It doesn't matter if the doctor is not. He has not returned from practicing medicine. It's just that my two friends have been cheating on the lottery and I want to rest with you."

The yardman said: "There's nothing to say."

As soon as the swallow waved his hand, we walked out from behind the wall. When the escort saw it, he said in surprise: "All masters. I only heard the movement on the roof. I thought there was only one person. How could I know that so many people were visiting the humble house?"

The escort let us into the room. The white beggar walked past the rubber cart and saw two boxes on the cart. He asked casually: "Whose goods are so urgent, they have to be transported out at night."

The bodyguard said: "Mai Gang Master."

Gangmai. Everyone stopped.

Everyone present is an old world. The black and white beggar has been experiencing outside the Great Wall for decades and being able to master Amo Kaoji boxing shows that he has a good status in the Beggars' Sect; the leopard has worked step by step to the second in command of the Jinbei Gang, and has experienced various risks in the world; the third uncle wandered all his life and had contacts with any sect in the world; Swallow and I have been immersed in the world since we were young, and have learned the various rules and traps in the world. And this corpsor has two questions tonight, which makes us feel incredible.

First, he knew that someone was peeping outside the house, but he had to move two boxes of goods to the escort cart, which was not common sense; secondly, the escort had to keep the identity of the owner of the goods confidential and could not be easily said, and he easily said that this was the owner of the Mai Gang.

Yanzi asked: "What does the leader of Mai look like?"

The bodyguard said: "I have a small figure and a lame leg."

Yanzi asked: "Are you familiar with each other before?"

The stuntman said: "It's not very familiar, but I've seen each other a few times."

Yanzi asked: "What do you think is the difference between this Mai Gangmai several times?"

The yardman thought for a while and said, "There were times when I saw him a few times before, but when I saw him this time, he wore brown glasses. When I saw him a few times before, he would chat with me and sit together for a long time. When I saw him this time, he just told me to deliver the goods; I had never seen a woman at his house before, but this time I met a woman who was dressed very beautifully."

Yanzi asked again: "Do you know the background of Gangmai?"

The escort said: "He came from Datong, northern Shanxi, and was alone, with no children or daughters, and was loyal to wealth. He was a hero."

Yanzi said: "Since the leader of the Mai Gang is righteous and generous, how could he let the escort escort the property? Since the leader of the Mai Gang is alone, how could there be a woman at home?"

The escort said: "Yes, yes, this gang leader is strange, why didn't I expect it?"

Yanzi said: "I am from Datong, northern Shanxi, and I know the leader of Mai. This leader of Mai is fake. He pretends to be the real leader of Mai."

The yardman said in surprise: "How could such a thing happen?"

The third uncle suddenly said: "Mai Gangmai is with us. He is not in the city of Doron, he is on Duoqing Mountain in the north of the city."

Swallow looked at the third uncle in surprise, and then at the leopard. The third uncle and the leopard were so calm that we were so calm that we went all the way, looking for Master Mai Gang. We searched for Master Mai for a year, and now we finally knew the whereabouts of Master. My eyes ticked down, and the swallow also choked up.

The escort was also surprised. He thought about it and suddenly realized: "The real Mai Gang Master is not in the city. This Mai Gang Master is fake. Oh, by the way, the Mai Gang Master used to smoke hookahs and the fake cigarettes; the Mai Gang Master used to wear wide-mouth cloth shoes, and the Mai Gang Master was wearing leather shoes."

Leather shoes, Yanzi and I couldn't help but look at each other, and we remembered the wet leather shoes footprints left outside the Eji family yurt.

Bai Beggar pointed to the box on the escort and said to the escort: "There is a war outside now, but the fake gang leader asked you to deliver the goods. There must be articles here. Open the goods and take a look, don't be used as a gun."

The escort said: "We will transport the real goods out through authenticity. These two boxes are just a trick, and they contain stones."

Yanzi smiled and said, "If you use tricks to others, I'm afraid the fake Mai Gangmai Gangmai also uses tricks to you. This fake Mai Gangmai Gangmai is Japanese."

The stud asked in surprise: "The Japanese? Are the Japanese who are fighting outside the city with the Chinese?"

Swallow said, "Yes."

The mate pulled out two iron boxes from under the bed, and two iron locks were hung on them. They were at a loss when facing the iron locks.

The black beggar said, "What's the difficulty? Just take the axe and split it."

After hearing that the fake gang leader was Japanese, the corpsorry master did not plan to deliver goods out of the city, so he picked up an axe and slashed at the iron box. Then, he went down a few axes, and the iron box was not damaged except for a few traces.

Yanzi said: "Didou can unlock the lock." Everyone looked at me lying on the bed. But I was thinking about this strange thing. Since we can't open these two iron boxes, the person who received the goods must not be able to open it. Since the person who received the goods cannot open it, why should I send the box out? Unless there is a possibility, the person who received the goods can unlock it. Who can unlock the lock? Lao Tong, that is, Honda Shiichiro. Could it be that the person given to the fake Mai Gang is that Lao Tong. Lao Tong is the commander of the Japanese army outside the city. Therefore, these two boxes are very important, and there must be secrets in it.

Swallow approached me and she asked, "How are you?"

I looked at Yan Zi and saw that her eyes were full of concern and love. Over the days, I could feel that Yan Zi's love for me was increasing. Now, my physical strength has slowly recovered, and I asked Yan Zi: "What is the lock?"

Yanzi said: "It's the same lock we saw on the third door in the basement of Chifeng Temple."

I remembered the scene of stealing the copper helmet with Swallow that night. The lock on the third door was the password lock. I asked them to put the two boxes beside the bed. I looked at the gears that could rotate left and right, and it was indeed the password lock.

The uppermost gear on each password lock cannot rotate. The uppermost word on the first password lock is "long", and the uppermost word on the second password lock is "fall". Then, the four gears under each password lock can rotate, each gear has five words on it, and each password lock has twenty-one words. If you don't know the password for unlocking, then you need to turn it tens of thousands of times to open a password lock.

I know that password locks are usually arranged in classical verses, and only individual password locks are arranged in five words that have no meaning. Two password locks, one is "long" in front and the other is "low", so it means that the passwords of these two locks are two poems with "long" and "low". I urgently searched for the poems I learned in a private school, and then stretched out my fingers and turned the gears slowly. As soon as my physical strength recovered, I turned my spins a few times and became tired. Suddenly, a flash of lightning in my mind, and a sentence jumped out: "The Yangtze River is far away, the setting sun is five lakes.

Spring." This is a poem by Liu Changqing, a poet of the Tang Dynasty that I recited in a private school. The title of this five-character regulated poem is "Farewell to Wang Shiyi's South Travel". When my husband explained this poem in a private school, he once said that ancient poets had a high status, and they didn't pay for food and accommodation, and just leave a poem on the wall when they left. Many ancient poets were also people in the world, and they had a high status in the world. On the day of listening to this class, I thought that I would also be a poet in the world in the future, and would not pay a penny wherever I went. Unexpectedly, I became a man in the world, but I was not a poet.

The swallow turned the gear into "The Yangtze River sails far away, the setting sun is springing in the five lakes". Sure enough, with a gentle pull, both password locks were opened.
Chapter completed!