When he said this, Monk Xiao sighed, patted his bald head, and continued, "To be honest, it is the special giants that are supported by Xiao Sanda alone. Gao Liang is an administrative person, and I am responsible for the support. But in the end, even Xiao Sanda couldn't tell what was in the tomb...."

"Isn't it the tomb of the princes of Yan State in the Warring States Period?" Sun Desheng stopped him, and then he continued, "Isn't it that I know the owner of the tomb and start from the burial objects to check it out, isn't it bad?"

Monk Xiao shook his head and said, "There are obvious signs of being entered by people. During the Tang and Song dynasties, it was popular in the circle of monks to live in seclusion in the tombs for a while. Cultivators with Taoism would take a fancy to a Feng Shui treasure land and open a cave there. But if it was used as a tomb there, they would occupy the nest and treat the tomb as a cave."

Speaking of this, Monk Xiao took out a cigarette, lit it and continued, "But the tomb only has signs of entering, and there is no sign of living in it. Even if it is a master in it, there is no need to eat, drink, defecate, or slaughter, but he always has to walk, meditate and refine elixir, and there is no sign of such a thing inside..."

After hearing this, Che Qianzi asked again and said, "How is that tomb now? Has it been excavated? If the entire tomb is opened, will you know everything?"

Monk Xiao shook his head and continued: "Three years ago, it was still a stall for sports, and no historical and cultural department took over. The special work was very busy and I couldn't get out to do this. At that time, I, Xiao Sanda and Gao Liang, held a meeting and decided to seal the grave. Let the local police and militia jointly organize guards, wait for the time to come, and then conduct a second investigation..."

At this time, Sun Desheng also spoke. He looked at Monk Xiao with a smile and said, "Secretary Xiao, you have lost so many people in it. Have you ever thought about how to figure out what happened?"

"Little fat man, you know a lot. Did Gao Liang tell you what you said? Don't say, you two are quite similar..." Monk Xiao rolled his eyelids and looked at Sun Desheng, then continued, "I don't care whether you two are relatives or not. I am not from your polling bureau anyway. That's right, in the next 1979, in 1980, Xiao Sanda and I organized troops to visit the grave twice, but after walking around, we still found nothing. I thought the grave was already peaceful, but I didn't expect it..."

Speaking of this, Monk Xiao sighed and then continued, "I didn't expect that after three years, the special operation was changed to the polling bureau, and Xiao Sanda also left. At this time, the here began to make trouble again..."

Monk Xiao introduced what he had experienced in the grave before, and before he knew it, it was already dark outside the train. Sun Desheng took out the lunch box he took out from the guesthouse canteen and distributed it to Monk Xiao and Che Qianzi, and said:

"It was too late to leave, and I didn't know what to get. I saw the kitchen stewed meat, and the master baked a few oil cakes. It happened to be a big cake roll with meat meat..." While speaking, the three of them opened the lunch box, which was full of oil cakes filled with elbow meat.

Sun Desheng also brought the leftover fried sauce and scallions at noon, tore the scallions into pieces, spread the fried sauce and rolled them into the oil cake. The bite went down the corner of his mouth...

"I'm used to traveling on business, and this is the first time I've eaten so easy on the train..." After taking a few bites of the oil cake roll, Monk Xiao took out a bottle of Erguotou from his backpack. He said, "Without cups, we will despise each other, so we drank in front of us. After eating and drinking, we will sleep. We will almost get up tomorrow morning and we will arrive at the ground."

After saying that, Monk Xiao took a big sip to his mouth, then handed the bottle of wine to Sun Desheng, and said, "It was a coincidence this time. In the morning, I was going to go to Daqing River to chase Xiao Sanda. Unexpectedly, by this coincidence, I still..."

"Where are you going? Daqinghe, it was called Shenjiabao before liberation, right? Is this a coincidence? I have a little brother who is here..." Just as Monk Xiao finished speaking, Wu Lao Er, who was tired of getting up with the female passenger in the seat diagonally opposite, stood up, walked here with a familiarity, took the bottle from Sun Desheng, took a sip, and said, "I'm familiar there, I have to go back every year. When the people in the entire Daqinghe mentioned me Wu Lao Er, everyone gave me a thumbs up. Brother, just say who to look for, as long as the person is in Daqinghe, I will definitely find it..."

As he said that, Wu Lao Er wanted to reach out to grab the big pancakes in the lunch box of three people, but was stopped by Sun Desheng. He grabbed Wu Lao Er's hand and said, "It's not me that you can't even say this lies. I also have a brother in Daqing River, which is called Daqing River from the Qing Dynasty. When did he call Shenjiabao?"

Unexpectedly, Monk Xiao said something for this man. He waved his hand and signaled Sun Desheng to let go of Wu Laoer. Then he explained: "This Wu Laoer is right, you are not wrong, little fat man, Daqing River was this name since the Shunzhi period. Later, in the late Qing Dynasty, this large area was included in the royal village of Prince An County Zaiming. Because there were many families with the surname Shen in the village, they changed their name to Shenjiabao. Shenjiabao was called until Jianguo. Later, because this was the name of the imperial village of the Qing Dynasty, it was changed back to Daqing River."

"It's my brother who knows what's going on..." Wu Laoer smiled, then sat next to Monk Xiao and continued, "You just want to ask for someone. It's better to ask for a widow. I can tell the details of their three generations of grandparents and grandchildren..."

"How do you comrades say? Why am I looking for a widow..." Monk Xiao looked at Wu Laoer angrily, and saw this man staring at the big cake in his lunch box. He immediately picked a piece of meat and handed it over, saying, "I can't guarantee that the man is in Daqing River, but he should be nearby - forget it, I'll go there in person after I finish this matter."
Chapter completed!