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Chapter 428
The tour guide Xiao Jia enthusiastically told the tourists in the car about the moving legends about elder brothers loving younger sisters and younger sisters looking forward to elder brothers, but in Song Jiang's view, behind these legends were bloody and cruel truths. Let him not arouse the slightest interest to listen carefully...

Meng Zhe listened with gusto, as if he was completely immersed in the story. He listened to the whole journey while the tour guide told him all the way, while Song Jiang looked out of the car window the whole time, replaying the dumb ghost's life and past scenes in his mind. .

Because his background is too low, his parents instilled in him the idea that he should act cautiously, and it is best not to make any mistakes. If he really made any unavoidable mistakes, he must immediately crawl to the ground Acknowledge your mistake.

This kind of life experience is something that Song Jiang, a young man living in modern times, has never experienced. He never even thought that people can live such a humble life, even the cattle and sheep he herds are not as good...

Maybe that's why Song Jiang insisted on helping the dumb ghost?Song Jiang didn't feel sorry for him, but felt that someone should treat him and his sister as human beings, fulfill their wishes, and let them be respected as human beings.

One of the scenic spots in this group tour is the cultural center of the county town near Canduo Mountain, which exhibits some historical records about the disappearing civilization of Canduo Mountain for many years...Of course, those that can be exhibited in the county cultural center are generally not some The shocking national treasures are the daily utensils of some indigenous tribes, such as earthen pots and stone pots. Meng Zhe just gasps when he sees them.

Song Jiang also knew that it was impossible for a cultural center of this level to display such things as sister drums, so he tentatively asked the tour guide Xiao Jia, "Do we have any particularly well-known personal collectors here?"

Xiao Jia was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly, "Does Mr. Song want to collect any collection?"

As soon as Song Jiang saw that there was a door, he nodded quickly and said, "Well... I heard from my friends that there was a very special kind of tambourine around Canduo Mountain."

Xiao Jia obviously didn't expect Song Jiang to buy a drum. He asked in surprise, "Tambourine? What kind of tambourine?"

Song Jiang thought for a long time, but he didn't know how to describe it to Xiao Jia. He couldn't just tell him that what he was looking for was a human skin drum, right?In the end, I had no choice but to say that what I was looking for was a psychic magic weapon, which my friend asked me to find. If the thing was right, I could pay a high price to buy it... The reason why Song Jiang said this was because he believed in the promise of great rewards. There must be a brave man, maybe they can really find that sister's drum?
After hearing this, Xiao Jia was really interested, so he immediately took out his mobile phone and made a few calls, and then happily said to Song Jiang, "I just contacted some friends who are engaged in collections, and they have a lot of collections in their hands. ...I can take the two of you to meet them first after returning to the hotel tonight."

As soon as Song Jiang heard it, he immediately took out some cash and stuffed it into the other party's hand and said, "Then I will thank you, no matter whether we find what we want in the end, we will not treat you badly."

Afterwards, they went with the group to a few regular scenic spots, either looking at mountains, rivers and rocks, or introducing some local folk customs. After Song Jiang pretended to take a few photos, he couldn't arouse any interest anymore.

After returning to the hotel at night, the tour guide Xiao Jia took Song Jiang and the two to a nearby coffee shop, and met several groups of different people. The things in the hands of the first few guys were some worthless bottles and cans. He took Song Jiang and the others as ignorant idiots.

Of course, Song Jiang does not know much about goods, but Meng Zhe is different. His eyes are like carbon-14, and he can tell the year of things with a single glance. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to use fake goods to make up for the number under his nose. .

So the first few guys didn't chat with them for a while, they were slapped in the face by Meng Zhe, and they all left angrily. It wasn't until the last middle-aged uncle walked in with a briefcase that Song Jiang felt the other party's aura something different...

When Xiao Jia saw this, he quickly introduced, "Mr. Deng is a very well-known collector in our local area. The collections in his home can be said to be all kinds of strange things. Only you can't think of them, and there is nothing he can't collect."

Uncle Deng seemed a little embarrassed when he heard this, and quickly took out a thick photo album in his bag and put it on the table, "I have been obsessed with collecting old objects since I was a teenager... just like Xiao Jia said. As I said, my collections are very distinctive, and the two of you can master the eyes first."

Song Jiang took the photo album and opened it, and found that this old man is indeed an unusual collector. Others have porcelain, calligraphy and painting, or even lacquer and wood, but he is full of strange things... …

Oil lamps, spectacle frames, comic books, old photos, rouge boxes, snuff bottles, fire pockets... He even has a large number of bone tools, including bone knives, bone needles, bone combs, and bone beads. Song Jiang was dazzled by the sight.

At this time, one of the photos caught Song Jiang's attention. The photo was a group photo of several bone vessels. Song Jiang didn't know what the other things were, but he saw the somewhat familiar sister drum at a glance...

Seeing Song Jiang staring at this group photo for a long time, Uncle Deng hurriedly introduced to him, "The reason why this group is put together is because they are all human bones."

"Really... human bones!?" Song Jiang asked tentatively.

After hearing this, the other party said proudly, "They are all genuine human bones... The one on the left is a Gabala bowl made from the skull of a Tantric master after he passed away; the one on the right is a bone flute made from human leg bones; the string in the middle The beads are also made of human skulls, which are said to subdue evil spirits; of course, the most special thing is the drum on the beads.”

Although Xiao Jia on the side was not interested in these things, when he heard Uncle Deng mentioned drums, he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, please introduce this drum to the two bosses, they specialize in collecting all kinds of drums." ..."

After hearing this, Song Jiang thought to himself that this little Jia is also a guy who runs the train with his mouth full. When did he and Meng Zhe say that they specialize in collecting drums? !But since the other party had already said that, Song Jiang naturally couldn't say anything more.

When Uncle Deng heard it, his eyes lit up and he said, "Then I have to tell the two of you about this tambourine! I took it back from a hunter in the mountains, and he said it belonged to them." A family heirloom, if he hadn't encountered an urgent need for money, he really wouldn't have easily sold it..."

　Today's update... The antigen has finally turned negative, but the whole body is still very weak, sweating when I move, my throat is hoarse, and I still cough.

　　
　
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