Zhang Xun carried a backpack seized from the Wang family, and the essentials inside were quite complete, and he walked around the camp below.

After arriving at the foot of the mountain, he had put on a human skin mask, changed his height and voice, and completely turned into another person.

With a dog chewing on white hair, Zhang Xun came to the town near Banai in a ox cart, inquired and found a small shop where he could cut his hair.

Wang Xiaoli has a lot of cash in his wallet and a card.

However, Zhang Xun had already broken the card and threw it into the garbage truck. Who knows if there are any tracking chips inside? Let them go through the garbage dump.

Zhang Xun didn't want to use unpleasant hair dye. After discussing with the barber shop owner, he finally had to shave a simple and unpretentious figure because it was convenient to wear a hat.

After being fully armed, Zhang Xun took the new identity obtained from the person who was covering the small advertisements on the wall and took the green train to Ankang.

Thanks to this era when the identity has not been established in real name, otherwise Zhang Xun would have been unable to make a move.

In October, Zhang Xun, who had been well-educated, went to Taibai Mountain for the third time.

In mid-November, Zhang Xun came out of the Qinling Divine Tomb, used his materialization ability to change his identity, took the Tibetan bracelets and beaded chains made from Zhang Ruitong's coffin and found a familiar and stranger, Big Gold Teeth.

Before heading to Motuo, southern Tibet, he had to figure out something.

Zhang Xun knew very well that once his newly changed face appeared in Motuo, he would be targeted by all forces, and this was his purpose.

Because the face he changed - it was Wu Xie's face.

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Zhang Xun pressed the cap on his head very low and wore a disposable mask on his face.

When he walked into the shop with his backpack on his backpack, Jin Wantang was holding a magnifying glass and staring left and right at the bone-like ring in his other hand, with a smirk on his face, and from time to time he sighed and sighed.

Zhang Xun sat down at the table on the side, poured himself a cup of tea, and sipped it all, and Jin Wantang didn't notice anyone entering the shop.

Zhang Xun tickled his heart gently, got up and walked over, and snatched the ring from his hand before Dajin Wantang came to his senses.

"Who! Who! Who!"

Jin Wantang suddenly jumped out of the chair and asked three consecutive questions in shock.

"Sit down and sit down." Zhang Xun took off his mask, pinched his fingertips and walked back to the table, "What are you doing so excited?"

Jin Wantang was stunned for a moment, squinted his eyes and looked carefully. With a whisper, he immediately walked out of the back of the counter and smiled and said, "So it's Xiao San Master, this... what's the wind blowing today? Why did you blow me to come here?"

As he said that, he had to take the ring in Zhang Xun's hand.

"Oh~" Zhang Wu turned his hand and avoided it. "No hurry, I will help you keep it for you first. I will go to the Three Treasures Palace without any trouble. To be honest, Boss Jin, I am here today, I am actually trying to ask you something."

Jin Wantang looked at the ring with distress, for fear that he would fall if he was not careful, so he responded quickly, "Hey, Xiao San, you have something to do, just say it. I, Old Jin, must have said everything I know and say everything."

"Okay, I'll feel relieved with you." Zhang Wuxun smiled so purely that he put the ring on his hand.

"Hey!" Jin Wantang shouted, "Mr. Three, this is not OK. This is my ancestor."

"Come on, let's go to your family's ancestors. This looks like the ivory rings that were tributed by the Tang Dynasty's Western Regions. A fresh and fishy smell of digging out of the ground. Where can you pass on the ancestors? You can't bring someone to dig out your family's ancestors' tombs with you."

The effort Zhang Xun had just held it in his hand, he had already figured out the whole story of the ring.

Jin Wantang didn't expect that he would recognize him so easily. His face changed a few times, and he smiled and said, "Mr. Xiaosan, your eyes are really keen on the beads. Hehe, what, what are you just asking?"

Zhang Xun also changed the topic, "I heard that you have a good study of Tibetan antiques. I have a few things on hand, so I want to consult Boss Jin."

When he heard that he was good at asking what he was good at, Jin Wantang's back straightened up, "If you want to ask this, you really ask the right person."

"I think my big gold teeth are a person who knows astronomy and geography in the cultural and entertainment industry. They are all the best in the capital. They can rank first and second in the capital..."

Jin Wantang boasted so much that he praised himself as a rare god in heaven and earth.

Seeing that he was blowing it all the time, Zhang Xun turned the ring on his hand calmly.

Jin Wantang immediately fell silent and poured tea for both of them, "Ahem, no matter how much you say, it's empty talk. If the third master doesn't mind, he might as well take out the things and let me see them."

Zhang Wuxun nodded, "Okay, it's time for Boss Jin."

Jin Wantang rubbed his hands happily, "No delay or delay. The one who can make you mobilize so many people will definitely be a rare good treasure."

Zhang Xunxun laughed, "They were all old objects that were dug out from my third uncle's warehouse. There was something strange on it. I didn't understand it very well. I looked for people around to inquire, and then I found you."

As he said that, he took out a wooden box from his backpack, which contained Tibetan-style jewelry, with more than a dozen pieces.

Jin Wantang said at a glance: "These are all accessories from the Tibetan Buddhist system. When did the Third Master go to the snow area?"

"Don't worry about this, take a closer look at these bracelets and have you found any special things?" Zhang Wu sought.

After hearing what he said, Jin Wantang pulled out a very thin disposable towel from behind the counter, put it on his hand, picked up the largest amulet, and looked at the sunshine carefully.

Watching one by one, Jin Wantang hissed.

Zhang Wu asked him what he found.

Jin Wantang moved all the jewelry in the box and carefully placed it on the table, and divided it into two parts.

"Mr. Xiaosan, look, although the items you brought are all very ordinary Tibetan jewelry, I put them on the pile on the left. Look, there is a very strange red bead on the bead chains worn by these three ropes."

"Mr. Xiaosan, do you know what this bead is?"

Zhang Xun glanced at him, "Moonlight Stone."

"That's right! The third master is very knowledgeable. This kind of inorganic gem is very rare." Jin Wantang smiled, "But you must have never imagined that I found something from this moonlight stone."

Zhang Xun snorted and started turning his fingertips again.

"No, no, no," Jin Wantang shouted, "Don't always scare me with it. I finally got this big baby, and I plan to keep it as a family heirloom in the future."

Zhang Xun stopped and urged him, "Don't keep it aside, say it quickly, don't worry, I won't take advantage of you in vain, I will pay the consultation fee." He said that.

When he saw that number, Jin Wantang's smile on his face became much more honest. "You are now out of here, okay, I won't be polite to you. Look at the perforations of these moonstones, are the perforations of these moonstones very rough?"

Zhang Wuxun looked at it. It was true. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was the inevitable wear between the rope and the pores for years, so you asked him, "What's the trick?"

Jin Wantang took out a high-power magnifying glass with a bigger thumb from his pocket in his clothes, and looked at the bead hole carefully. Unexpectedly, the more sweat it came out of his forehead.

In this cold weather, although there is heating in the house, it is not as hot as it is when wearing only sweaters.

Zhang Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, and this old boy really knew something.

Jin Wantang changed the other two beads one after another, his hands were trembling a little, and the hippie smile on his face had long disappeared. Finally, he searched for Zhang Wu: "Mr. Three, have you already learned something in advance, so he found me here?"

Zhang Wuxun raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Jin Wantang sighed heavily, "You came to me for the sake of a child named Zhang."

"Mr. Xiaosan, you can't get yourself too deeply. Some things have to be turned a blind eye to get over them. You are too entangled with cause and effect. The pain will eventually be yourself."

Zhang Xun sneered and said, "The sun is coming out from the west. Boss Jin has eaten vegetarian food and recited Buddha. All of this was caused by the Lu Emperor silk you brought to me."

Jin Wantang jumped as soon as he heard this, "You can't say that. I was also coerced by others and couldn't help myself."

"Abuse of coercion?" Zhang Xun sneered, "Who is it? Is it money?"

Jin Wantang knew that he couldn't fool around, so he had to change the topic, "Since you insist on investigating, then okay, I will tell you everything I know."

"Since you have come to me, it means you already know what the micro-carved patterns in these beads are."

Seeing Zhang Wuxun nodding, he continued, "Before I tell you a strange story."

"I used to help people identify antiques in Liulichang, translate ancient books and make a lot of money. Once I went to a rich man named Ma, and he asked me to help identify a memoir of his grandfather, whose grandfather was named Ma Pingchuan."

"When I later identified, I finished reading the front part of the memoir of a man named Ma Pingchuan, which recorded such a story."

The content of the story is probably like this -

There is a place called Ma'an in Maba Town, Huai'an. Ma Pingchuan used to be a local tyrant here, very famous and controlled all the opium business in that area.

The Ma family has been entrenched in the local area for several generations, with lush ancestral graves and a prosperous family for several generations.

Until one year, something happened to the tomb mountain where the Ma family’s ancestral tomb was occupied.

Overnight, hundreds of acres of land behind the village, with the grave mountain as the center, all the crops died without reason.

This caused great panic at that time and was full of sensation. Everyone thought that some ghosts and gods were causing trouble.

At that time, Ma Pingchuan, the head of the family, also thought that something might have happened in his ancestral tomb, so he invited several Yin and Yang Feng Shui masters and the like, Batanghui, and tried to find a solution.

Ma Pingchuan is quite courageous and is very decisive in solving this matter. He immediately spent a lot of money to find a new Feng Shui treasure land, intending to move the graves to his ancestors.

Unexpectedly, it would be fine if it was not moved, but once it moved, there was a problem.

The coffin in my ancestral tomb disappeared!

Ma Pingchuan was furious and immediately ordered to dig other coffins, and all of them were put on. As a result, a group of people dug down dozens of meters deep like in war, and the dust flew over. In the end, they were surprised to find that there were no coffins under the cemetery that had been worshipped by their family for hundreds of years.

Ma Pingchuan was so angry that he leaned back. He thought to himself, no wonder the crops had withered, but there was really something wrong with the ancestral grave.

The coffin boards of Te Niang are gone, can’t our ancestors get angry?

He was furious and asked someone to catch the soldiers guarding the grave mountain and torture them severely. He felt that it must be these dogs who were scattered outside and joined hands with the tomb robbers outside to throw away the Ma family's ancestral tombs.

The soldiers were beaten to pieces and even complained about their wrongs. In the end, they were interrupted, but they did not ask anything.

Ma Pingchuan then felt that something was strange. No matter how hard the mouth was, it could not match the small whip and pepper water.

He must find out what happened, who would dare to make ground on Tai Sui's head?

After a thorough investigation, Ma Pingchuan found that all the ancestral tombs without coffins were concentrated in the dead field of crops.
To be continued...