Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 199 Yuelu Jiangcheng Qingcheng Old Road
Depart from Chenjiazhuang.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Huamaguai and his party traveled through several government roads and finally arrived at the provincial capital.

Compared with Xiangyin County, the provincial capital is more colorful and prosperous.

The ancient city is backed by Yuelu Mountain and the Xiangjiang River surrounds the city.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Take advantage of the feng shui terrain.

As the second head of Changsheng Mountain and the chief steward of the Chen family, Huamaguai has traveled to the provincial capital countless times over the years.

But every time I come here.

He couldn't hide his surprise.

But even this 10% is worth less than the remaining 90%.

After all, among the antiques that can be moved into Jinlou, which one is bad?

Entering the cauldron is already a rare thing that is difficult for ordinary people to see.

During the Warring States Period, Changsha was the ancient city of Chu State.

Kunlun glanced in the direction of his finger, but his expression didn't change much.

Before coming to the provincial capital, he had already gone to several palaces and sent the divided artifacts there.

Follow the unwritten rules of the black market for ancient antiques.

He has been running the shop counter with Chen's parents since he was ten years old. He can make friends and deal with people at his fingertips.

But he doesn't like liveliness by nature. What's interesting about human heads is that it takes him a long time to pass the city gate.

As for the five tripods, they are no longer a bright weapon, but a national treasure.

One to five tripods.

I saw crowds of pedestrians, busy traffic, and loud voices at the city gate. Countless ships sailed on the Xiangjiang River outside the city. I don't know how many times more spectacular than the scenes on Nanpan River and Fuxian Lake.

He said it.

Kunlun had not spoken in the past few years.

Compared with when I left that day, I don’t know how much it has changed.

The yellow gelding beneath him was walking back and forth, maybe because he was tired from running all the way or something, sneezing from time to time between his noses. Kunlun stretched out his big hand to comfort him a few times, and then said calmly.

In the Qin Dynasty, it was one of the thirty-six counties in the world established by the First Emperor.

Further on.

Although he had followed the shopkeeper to Jiangnan, Suzhou and Hangzhou, and Jinling and Yangcheng in the past, to him, Changsha City was already considered one of the few wealthy cities in the world.

I would rather hide at home and sleep than travel far away.

No matter how powerful the Chen family is and how powerful their methods are, they would not dare to contaminate such artifacts easily.

"After all, I have been doing this for so many years and I know the priorities of things."

I guess he was just like always, waving his big halberd all day long.

The Four Cauldrons have been rare to see for hundreds of years.

Huamaguai is riding on horseback.

It's really prosperous here.

This time it would have been had it not been for the shopkeeper’s orders.

A low-level person who doesn't know how to get started.

"Kunlun, do you see? I'm going to take you around for a few days. Don't stay at home all day long, and see more of the outside world."

"Forget it."

There are eight outer gates, thirty-six rows, one hundred and eight mountains in the world, and the leader of green forests.

The goods being escorted in the team today.

Huamaguai couldn't help but shake his head.

Two tripods and three tripods are priceless.

Pointing into the distance, he said to Kunlun who was standing beside him.

Plus personality quirks.

"Don't worry about that."

"It's better to complete the task of the shopkeeper first."

In the early years of the Republic of China, Changsha Prefecture was directly under the jurisdiction of Hunan Province. In the second year of the Republic of China, the old Changsha Prefecture was changed to Changsha County. In the third year of the Republic of China, it was classified into four roads in Hunan Province, and Changsha Prefecture belonged to Xiangjiang Road.

After all, it's just a show of support from people in the world.

Compared to Xiangyin.

Ordinary antique utensils are circulated privately, and one can turn a blind eye.

But you really have to dare to touch something at the Wuding level.

No amount of hands is enough to cut it.

No matter how deep the roots are under the big tree of the Chen family, a fire can burn it all.

Some time ago, the shopkeeper and others returned from southern Yunnan. That night, Huamaguai followed several uncles into the basement of the Chen family and walked around for several days without touching the ground.

Only then did we finally count all the artifacts.

Nine hundred and seventy-six items in total.

Thirty-two of them can enter the cauldron.

This is the item that was escorted to the moving gold building during this trip.

Among them, the rarest and most astonishing one is a blue three-legged toad.

At least it is an ancient artifact that is thousands of years old.

But its strange shape and complicated decoration are definitely rare in the world.

The only pity is.

The toad has some signs of damage.

It is said that the shopkeeper burned it with fire in order to break the feng shui formation in the tomb.

But the flaws do not hide the virtues.

The three-legged toad is still worthless.

In addition, several relics from the ancient Dian Kingdom era are also of amazing value, at least two tripods or more.

but.

Huamaguai knew.

These are not the most amazing things.

The few pieces left by the shopkeeper are the real treasures.

Ancient mirrors from the Warring States Period, jade embryos born from the earth, cryptic texts on dragon bones, strange books with cinnabar, human-shaped flesh pods, and natural elixirs.

Take out each of those items.

They can all be used as treasures at the bottom of the box.

Unfortunately.

Huamaguai also knew that the shopkeeper had his own reason for staying here specially.

The ancient mirror hangs on the ancient tripod of Guixu, forming a seamless whole.

The dragon bone secret text and the cinnabar strange book are all ancient heavenly books.

He didn't even have the chance to see the jade fetus born from the earth.

I only heard one name from the shopkeeper.

It is said to be a strange creature born from the earth, condensed by swallowing the essence of dragon energy from heaven and earth. It is no different from a baby, lifelike and like a living person.

As for those powerful medicines, they are useful for spiritual practice.

Naturally, it is even more impossible to use it.

With the wealth accumulated by the Chen family for generations, that little money was not taken lightly by the shopkeeper.

But thirty-two items entered the Ding Ming Dynasty.

It can already be regarded as an unprecedented achievement.

At least he has never heard of or seen it in all his years in the Chen family.

Even when the shopkeeper came out for the first time, he took over the big beams of the Chen family from the old shopkeeper and restarted the move of the golden building, rare and ancient treasures were brought in like running water.

It's far worse than this time.

Huamaguai is already looking forward to making big moves at the end of the year.

The grand scene at that time.

I'm afraid it's even more shocking than that time more than ten years ago.

It doesn't matter if the carriage transports silver and crushes the bricks and slates. By then, the transaction will at least have to be converted into gold.

Huamaguai is still thinking.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised unconsciously.

Kunlun still looked calm, as if comforting the old horse beneath him was more important than the bustling scene in front of him.

But the people on the mountain who came with him.

Zhang Yunqiao and others came to this big city for the first time, and they exclaimed from time to time.

Being in the back-and-forth business.

Most of the time, we either hiked over mountains or crossed rivers, and we almost always went to remote mountains and old forests that are inaccessible to people.

Even if you have free time.

The most I can do is go to Xiangyin City.

But a mere county government cannot compare with one percent of the prosperity of a provincial capital.

"Let's go, let's go to Baisha Ancient Well first."

Huama came back to her senses and waved hello.

He quickly led everyone through the doorway.

This made those waiting in line for identity verification suddenly look dissatisfied.

but.

Seeing the tall horses under the group of people and the guns and swords they carried with them, they all looked murderous and menacing. Even the city defenders greeted them with smiles.

Witness this scene.

They still don't understand.

These people are by no means someone at the bottom of the market can afford to offend.

He lowered his head, silently cursed a few words, and then continued to wait.

After passing the doorway, Huama turned around and motioned to Kunlun and the others to go ahead, and then walked to the side of the city gate, where a middle-aged man was already waiting.

There was a hint of flattery in her eyes as she looked at him.

"Master Guai, I'm going to make a fortune again this time."

"Adjutant Lin was joking. Trading life for money is just hard work. How dare you talk about getting rich."

Huama turned over and jumped off the horse.

Although the person in front of me is a small character.

But doing antique business is inherently shady, and people from all walks of life, from top to bottom, have to take care of it.

Otherwise, why would the Chen family's fleet be able to enter and exit the city gate at will at any time. That's all about using money to open the way.

What's more, the King of Hell is very difficult to deal with, so paying a little money to build a good relationship can often save a lot of trouble.

"Master Guai is just joking. Who on Xiangjiang Road doesn't know the Chen family..."

"Adjutant Lin, be careful what you say."

Before the adjutant named Lin could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Huamaguai.

"Oh, yes, yes, look at my bad mouth."

While talking.

Huamaguai calmly took out a bag, and the moment she turned around, she stuffed it into the hands of Adjutant Lin without any smoke, "Brothers, you have worked hard guarding the door. This is the shopkeeper's invitation to invite you all to drink tea."

He secretly weighed the bag.

A crisp silver wind sounded.

Adjutant Lin knew it immediately, and his lips were grinning to the back of his ears.

This time more than ever.

"Master Guai, I'll come, I'll come."

Seeing Huama turn up and get on the horse, Adjutant Lin dared to delay. He immediately stepped forward, carefully helped him get on the horse, and bowed to see him off. He didn't look back until he disappeared from sight.

Wait for him to turn around.

A group of men had already gathered around him.

Upon seeing this, Adjutant Lin frowned, and a hint of physical pain flashed across his face.

But he still took out a few pieces of silver from his bag and threw them over.

"Shopkeeper Chen is so generous. I'll treat you to a drink and save some money for me."

Naturally, a group of people dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

But it's better to have it than to get nothing. I took it with great gratitude, already thinking about where to go to have a meal.

As for Adjutant Lin, he wandered away all the way.

Looking at the direction, it was obvious that they were going straight to the Chunfeng Tower in the city.

the other side.

When Huamaguai caught up with the group of people, they walked along the long street without further delay. After a while, they arrived at the Baisha Ancient Well in the east of the city.

The Chen family guy had already gotten the news.

Welcome outside the building.

As the golden signature of the Chen family, Old Uncle Jiu has always been in charge of moving Jinlou.

He is not from the Chen family.

But they are the first group of old people who follow the old shopkeeper.

Able in literature and martial arts.

No matter how worldly he is, he is still killing and rushing into battle.

Those are all top-notch experts.

It would be most appropriate to let him sit here.

"Uncle Nine..."

"The kidnapper is here."

After a brief exchange of greetings, they began to hand over the weapons.

These things all exist in numbers.

Not to mention disappearing, even if it is just a little worn, it is an inestimable loss.

The rules of the Chen family.

Each shop is responsible for the shopkeeper, and the accounts are audited twice in the middle of the year and at the end of the year.

Therefore, the ledger is the lifeblood of the shopkeeper.

Once it cannot be verified.

It doesn’t matter how senior you are or whether you are close.

Although there are only about thirty artifacts, because they are all ancient treasures in the tripod, each item must be verified repeatedly until it is confirmed to be correct before it is moved to the basement of the Jinlou.

This time.

Almost two hours.

It wasn't until it was getting dark that the group finally had the Fengfeng Banquet.

Old Uncle Jiu had no children in his life. He had been in charge of Banjinlou for more than ten years and had not been back for a long time. After drinking a few more drinks during the dinner, he couldn't help but ask Huamaguai about the situation in the village.

I heard the kidnapper talk about what the shopkeeper has done in the past six months.

Uncle Jiu's face was full of relief.

He grew up watching Chen Yulou. The little baby back then has now become famous in the world, and his reputation is even better than that of the old shopkeeper.

Old people always like to recall the past.

Many years ago, he followed the old shopkeeper around the world, but unfortunately, they are all old.

He's pretty good.

At least the legs and feet can move.

It seems that Lao Liu, Lao Feng, and Shi San can only live in Zhuangzi for retirement.

I heard that Uncle Yu is getting old too.

When they were young, Uncle Yu was their big brother, leading them to learn the rules.

The look of sadness on Old Uncle Jiu's face became even stronger.

"By the way, Old Uncle Nine, do you have any news about the matter that I asked you to inquire about last time?"

Huamaguai was not surprised by this.

Just smile and drink.

After talking for a moment, he asked.

"A foreigner named Qiu?"

"Yes."

Hearing this, Old Uncle Jiu shook his head, "I have asked many people to inquire in the past few months. I have seen all the foreign devils who appeared in the provincial capital, but I have indeed not seen the one named Qiu."

"What about Thomas?"

"Get out of here by boat."

Speaking of this person, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but have a cold flash in his eyes.

An old foreign devil was doing business in the area of ​​​​Changsha, which was a violation of the rules. But in the past, we didn't care about him and just regarded it as business dealings.

But since I found out that the foreign devil secretly sent the antiques and artifacts to the other side of the ocean by the shipload.

How could he tolerate it?
Someone was immediately found to deal with him.

It's just that the foreign devil has been in Changsha for many years and has some connections.

but……

How could a dragon crossing the river suppress a local snake?

He just asked people to go to the church to take care of things, and threatened him openly and secretly, indicating that if he didn't get out, the matter of smuggling antiques would be revealed.

Thomas is worried about what happened.

Even if you don't want to, you can only pack your things and leave overnight.

"Heh, consider him smart."

Huama turned her head and drank the wine in the glass, but she couldn't hide the coldness in her words.

These days, life is like grass.

Even if a foreign devil is killed, no one will know about it.

Although he didn't understand why the shopkeeper would take special care of this person, since it was his order, it was a top priority.

"Oh, right."

"Two days ago, didn't the young master write to me to inquire about Heng Lian Kung Fu in Jianghu... There is news."

thump—

Kunlun had been eating silently with his head down.

The moment I heard his words.

My heart skipped a beat.

"How to say?"

Sensing his abnormality, Huamaguai and Old Uncle Jiu couldn't help but smile at each other.

But no one broke it.

Uncle Jiu said with a serious face.

"That is an old Taoist priest who has returned to secular life. It is said that he was a monk in Qingcheng Mountain before. He lives in the south of the city. His surname is Shen. I don't know his name, but the old guy is quite capable."

"With his refined kung fu, he can defeat no one in Changsha City."

"He also regards his talents as his life and never spreads them to others easily. He has rejected many people who came to seek apprenticeship."

Listen to Uncle Jiu talk about it.

The originally lively banquet suddenly became quiet.

Everyone listened with surprise.

Even Huamaguai was a little interested. Hearing this, he couldn't help but ask.

"So what's going on this time?"

"It stands to reason that such a skill that maintains one's wealth and life is passed down from male to female, and from direct descendants to concubines. Even if it is brought to the coffin board, it will not be easily sold for money, right?"

Uncle Jiu picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

A trace of complacency flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"The old Taoist priest surnamed Shen has a grandson who suffered from a strange disease. No matter how many doctors he consulted, he could not diagnose it. Seeing that his family was devastated and his life could not be saved."

"It was me who begged for a doctor from the Qing Dynasty from Yiyang to cure his grandson's illness."

"Old Shen is willing to teach his skills to express his gratitude. Otherwise, do you think this can be done?"

Old Uncle Jiu spoke lightly and casually.

But the people at the table all knew a lot.

How could one not understand the cost of hiring a reclusive old Chinese doctor to take action?

It's definitely not as simple as he said.

"I see."

Huamaguai nodded.

Although he has now entered the martial arts, his understanding of Jianghu martial arts is still only superficial.

In his impression, the Qingcheng Mountain Taoist should not practice the same Taoism as the three brothers and sisters from the Bishan lineage.

But now I listen to Old Uncle Jiu’s words.

He didn't dare to veto it.

Kunlun on the side heard this, his heart was shaking, his eyes were clear, and he couldn't hold it back any longer.

"Uncle Ninth...can you take me to meet that senior?"

(End of this chapter)