Chapter 1957

Fang Qi didn't intend to hide him, so he said, "I found the clue from an ancient tomb bamboo slip. You're looking for something. Are you... Unlucky? " I heard the slang about digging graves from Lao pan tou.

"Bad Lord?" Old man Jiang couldn't hear clearly for a moment and repeated. Fang Qi explained: "Oh, a friend of mine is a tomb robber. You said he was fumigated by corpse poison. Are you looking for a solution to the poison?" But it's not quite right to think about it. After all, now that science is so prosperous, there should be no problem in treating autopsy. He added, "can't the hospital treat it?"

Old man Jiang coughed twice, drank a large glass of wine, held up the glass and asked Fang Qi to pour the wine: "well, if the hospital could cure it, I wouldn't be looking for this place everywhere. What are you looking for? "

Fang Qi said, "Oh, I'm looking for a soul fixing pill for the dead." Old man Jiang stared in surprise: "soul fixing pill?" In his eyes, he was obviously surprised, "that's a divine pill. Do you want to save the dead?" Immediately the hair and beard stood up, and the body suddenly burst out of the strength at the beginning of the heaven level, "who are you?"

Fang Qi smiled calmly: "meat man, don't be nervous. I'm trying to save the soul of a friend. Why are you so nervous? "

Old man Jiang didn't put away the pressure of Tianjie's strength, and the muscles on his face were also tight. The green tendons on his hands were suddenly ready to take action at any time: "say, who are you?"

Fang Qi frowned and didn't care: "senior, I'm not Tianjie strength. Why are you so afraid of me, and I don't conflict with what you want. Oh, by the way, to tell you the truth, I know a little medicine. Maybe I can cure your necrotic disease. If you can make things clear to me, and if you can cooperate with me, I'll cure you. "

Old man Jiang raised his eyebrows and looked at him up and down as if he didn't believe it, but he didn't know that he was relaxed. "Can you really treat me? I've found a lot of capable people, and they can't be cured. "

Fang Qi smiled: "your name is Jiang. I didn't lie to you. An old friend of mine died. His soul is unstable. That's why I'm looking for what I need everywhere like you."

Old man Jiang relaxed, his face relaxed, and the skin and flesh on his face hung loosely. He began to pick up wine and tell his story.

Old man Jiang's name is Jiang Dalei. He was originally a worker in the oil production team. He was fired because the tombstone was stolen, and he didn't report to the leader in time. At that time, several people from the cultural relics Institute arrived, and the inscription was confiscated. He was traced several copies of the Turkic characters on it. He hid them in the cracks of the brick wall before they were searched. He was locked up for a few days and fired when he was released.

Because at that time, spies were caught everywhere and interrogated day and night for several days. After he came out, he went to the bottom of the lake to have a look. It was dug in a mess, but he couldn't find anything. Jiang Dalei was surprised. Who would steal such a heavy stone tablet and even the base? He learned from the people in the cultural relics institute that the Turks left few stone tablets, which can be described as almost unique.

It is reasonable to say that if there are tombstones on them, there will certainly be ancient tombs below them. No one will deliberately plant a stone tablet to play with, especially in an era when the production capacity is particularly low. Since then, he has worked hard. He also digs everywhere at the bottom of the lake every day. During the day, he looks for cemeteries, and at night, he studies Turkic characters drawn from steles. However, there are too few books on the study of Turkic characters.

At that time, he still had a belief in his heart. He always thought that the idea at that time was right. Since there were tombstones, there must be ancient tombs. Moreover, he thought that if he found the ancient tomb, he might make great contributions, and he might return to the oil production team. Even if the oil production team didn't want him, the cultural relics Institute would attach great importance to him.

But even if he turned over the ground at the bottom of the lake, he couldn't find any traces of the ancient tomb, or even the fish bone of a dead fish. Is this really a cursed tombstone? Will curse the fish in the whole two lakes?

At that time, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods. No one believed in ghosts and gods, and of course, he wouldn't believe in curses. Just when he was about to despair, an accident happened and the theater was burned down. He finally believed the curse, because it happened that he had consulted the contents of the Turkic tombstone with a worn-out book.

The lake used to be a big lake. After the oil production team came, they built the theater by the lake, and the oil town prospered. It is said that the theater fire was not that it could not escape, but that the door was nailed and hundreds of people were burned alive. Because of that, he was locked up for a few more years because he was suspected of sabotage by spies.

He met a strange man in prison and learned to practice with him. When he came out of prison, he returned to the oil town. The oil production team had already moved away. There were not many people in the town. The people left were the oil sludge dug out from the old oil mine and sold to the oil collectors to make a little money.

But he was still thinking about the ancient tomb, so he climbed down from the collapsed place at the bottom of the lake to look for the ancient tomb. When the ancient tomb was not found, he fell into an underground ancient city and saw a blood pool. The bodies nearby were piled up like mountains. He climbed out of the body and was infected with autopsy.

After climbing out of the ground, there was no one in the town. It was like hell. He thought he would climb out of hell, but it was dark when he climbed into the oil town. He struggled to run out of town. He didn't know how far he ran. Finally, he was unconscious by the side of the road.

When he woke up, he found several dead trees and brick factories buried in the sand. He ran inside to find something to eat and continued on his way. Finally, he saw people, found a small town and gave a few shots in the hospital in the town. He didn't dare to stay more, because he was fired and imprisoned, although he didn't do anything bad. But after all, the deeds are disgraceful. It's easy to be caught and sent back to prison.

Fang Qi took a puff in his heart and hurriedly shouted, "stop, stop, did you just say you found food in the brick factory? Have you ever seen a living man? "

Old man Jiang sighed and nodded for a long time: "yes, I saw him. He also took a child. He said his surname was Du. He was a worker in a brick and tile factory. All the people inside were crushed to death by the chimney." Then he asked, "you seem to know quite a lot."

I know you, Xiao Qi, too