Chapter 86 Are they involved in hiding the treasure?
Cannot be opened in normal way.
In the end, it can only be solved by violence.
He had placed an order for a home cutting machine last night, and the logistics showed that it would arrive in two days.
In addition to the key, there is also a booklet in Pang Xiazi’s tomb.
It looks like it was written in a diary.
It has been soaked in water for a long time, and it has been severely damaged.
The handwriting on it was blurry and there were even missing pages. Chen Yang looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out why.
I can vaguely recognize a few words, but there is no coherent context and I can’t tell what is written.
"Centipede Ridge, Rice Noodles Valley?"
This is the place name of Qishan.
“Lianshan?”
What is this?
"An...Tai?"
Under the light.
Chen Yang sat at the desk and carefully read the muddy handwriting on the diary.
My brows were knitted together tightly. I had never been so serious in class when I was studying.
"June 18...Antai?"
Chen Yang suddenly raised his head, with a bit of doubt on his face, "Chen Antai?"
Da Shan In the story, the protagonist is the plane crashing into the mountain.
The two vague words naturally reminded Chen Yang of this person.
On the red paper behind the door of the hall, there are words left by my great-grandfather.
The handwriting on this diary is very different from my great-grandfather’s, so it is most likely written by Blind Man Pang.
Pang Xiazi also went to Mixiangou to hunt for treasure?
In other words, he was involved in hiding the treasure?
Chen Yang suddenly thought of such a question.
Mixiangou, that is a snake cave, is a taboo place in the eyes of the villagers.
Once ordinary people go in, it will be difficult to come out in all likelihood.
Even an old mountain runner like Song Kaiming paid the price of a leg.
Was Chen Antai so brave back then to go hide treasure in a snake cave alone?
Moreover, how did Chen Antai deliver so many large boxes of supplies and hundreds of kilograms of safes to Mi Nian Gou?
If he was so awesome, could he still be caught and die in prison?
90% there is help!
Could Blind Pang be the helper?
Judging from the information obtained now, this old man Pang does have some real abilities.
With his help, it might not be difficult to enter the Mi Nian Valley to hide the treasure.
Calculating the time, the incident happened in 1947.
Grandpa said that Pang Xiazi died in 1964, and he was already seventy or eighty years old when he died.
That means that in 1947, Blind Pang should have been in his fifties.
More than fifty years old, in the prime of life, very suspicious.
If we follow this logic, this diary was placed in the tomb of Pang Xiazi by the great grandfather. In other words, the great grandfather also knew about the treasure of Mi Nian Gou?
In 1947, my great-grandfather must have been in his twenties. Did he participate in hiding the treasure?
It's unlikely. I heard from grandpa that he only started working with Blind Pang after 52 years...
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that they knew each other before.
Also, the old man I met in Pangpo Cave.
His purpose is the key and diary.
After inferring this, the old man’s ultimate goal is actually for the treasure of Mi Xian Gou.
At this point, the logic seems to have completed the closed loop.
But Chen Yang soon had new doubts.
Since the old man coveted the things in Blind Pang’s tomb, why did he wait until now to take action?
What did you do early?
“Huh!”
Close the book and put it away carefully, Chen Yang’s brows never relaxed.
He had many questions in his mind, but unfortunately no one could answer them for him.
Grandpa knows only a limited number of things.
As for the slant-eyed old man...
He should know a lot of things, right?
He said he would come to see me again, but he didn’t know when he would come?
……
——
After a heavy rain overnight, the weather became sunny again.
The sky is as clear and translucent as if it has been washed with water. The direct sunlight is shining, and it is only the morning, and it is already making people’s faces hurt.
Chen Guoqiang’s home is a small three-story house in the center of the village.
In front of the door is the main road. Outside the road is a large pond with a big willow tree hanging on the edge of the pond.
The wind blows and the wicker swings, like a girl's flowery hands. There were a lot of cars parked on the roadside. Chen Guoqiang was very popular, so naturally there were many people who came to give him favors.
The weather was hot, so a shed was set up in the dam and tables were set up.
It’s different from what Chen Yang imagined.
Two big speakers by the door were playing deafening songs. Everyone gathered together, playing cards and chatting.
More like a seat.
"Is this a runaway?"
Chen Yang found a seat to sit, and when he saw Huang Can, he quickly grabbed him.
"It's still early, we have to go at night."
Huang Can grabbed a handful of melon seeds and cracked them happily, "Take a look, Chen Guoqiang has to be good. In order to help Sun Wazi, I also hired a Yin Yang master from Luoshan. How many gifts do I need to receive for such a big event?”
“What?”
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment.
“Nonsense.”
Huang Can raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, “Are you not prepared?”
“No one told me either. ." Chen Yang couldn't laugh or cry.
“Freeloading is not a good habit.”
"How much are you prepared to give?"
"No."
"Really or not?"
Chen Yang hesitated, "A freeloader?"
< br>“Huh.”
Huang Can clapped his hands, "Not only am I a freeloader, but Chen Guoqiang also has to give me a big red envelope."
"Oh?"
Chen Yang looked at him strangely, this kid didn't Are you having a dream?
"Uncle Guoqiang wants to give Sun Wazi Yin to him and let him be Junwazi's godfather, but he is chortling."
At this time, Song Ping came over and sat down Chen Yang's side.
"Little brat, do you know anything about football?"
Huang Can glanced at Song Ping, but there was an uncontrollable smile on his face.
Song Ping curled his lips and said, "You're still laughing. I heard my grandma say that if you act as a guarantor for a boy, you will have to deal with some evil, and you may be unlucky for the rest of your life..."
"Your grandma, you are old feudal."
Huang Can smiled disdainfully, "I have a tough fortune. Fortune tellers say that my horoscope is steel, so I am afraid of a hammer!"
He didn't believe in these nonsense at all. In his opinion, being able to marry Chen Guoqiang's family was a good thing in the village.
Song Ping was annoyed and said no more.
Chen Yang said, "If you become the godfather to Uncle Guoqiang's grandson, wouldn't that mean you are a generation shorter?"
Huang Can's face trembled, "They don't all have the same surname. There is no such thing as being a generation shorter than a generation above us. Let’s talk about our own affairs. If we really talk about it, aren’t you also a generation shorter than me? I haven’t seen you call me uncle?”
Chen Yangyi? Startled.
What he said makes sense.
Chen Yang had to call his brother-in-law uncle, so he was naturally a generation younger than him.
But the two of them do not have the same surname, which is not true at all.
“Didi...”
At this time, several whistles came from the road.
A black Mercedes drove to the door. At this time, someone turned off the deafening music.
What big shot is here?
The people playing cards and chatting in the yard became quiet and looked toward the door.
Chen Guoqiang’s family was already standing at the door to greet him.
The car door opened, and the first person to get out was a young girl.
Wearing a tight-fitting cheongsam, she outlines her figure very gracefully.
The woman turned around from the rear of the car and opened the back seat door.
An old man wearing a Tang suit and sunglasses got out of the car.
“He?”
Seeing this man, Chen Yang’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
(End of this chapter)