After Jiang Lian said this, the sage also felt that the words that Master Bamei explained were pointing to the Sheng family, especially the Sheng family is another family that has an old friendship with mountain ghosts but does not move around with each other.

He looked at Meng Qianzi with hope.

Meng Qianzi knew what he was thinking: "Don't ask me, I don't know. No one knows when the Sheng family moved out. The mountain dwellings on this side just found that the 80,000 mountains were empty. Moreover, with the closure of the Sheng family, I don't think your friend named Wan Fenghuo can have any solutions."

This is true. Wan Fenghuo is good at helping find people, and the ones they are usually in a normal social system: for example, Yan Luo, because he worked as a sanitation worker and had a formal position, it is relatively easy to find. It is really difficult for the Sheng family to be imprisoned by themselves in a mountain and enclosed area.

He hesitated and said, "I'll look for Lao Shi. He's at home all year round and never goes out."

As he said that, he took his cell phone to dial the landline at home.

Shi Jiaxin answered it soon. In order to facilitate Meng Qianzi and Jiang Lian to hear it, the charlatan ordered the hands-free one.

A rigid and cold voice came: "Who?"

The charlatan cleared his throat: "I."

When he heard that he was an acquaintance, Shi Jiaxin's voice eased slightly: "Are you coming back?"

This is really a Buddhist roommate. He doesn’t care about anything. The answer is only limited to “leave” and “back”.

The charlatan said: "No. I have something to ask you, about the Sheng family, where did their bells come from?"

The Shengjia bell has a special material and cannot be made by yourself.

Shi Jiaxin said: "I don't know."

It’s normal to not know it, but it’s a secret. It’s impossible for everyone to know it. The charlatan continued to ask him: “Well… how many years has the Sheng family have? When can it be traced back to?”

Shi Jiaxin replied: "I don't know, it's the earliest... that can be traced back to the ape man."

Meng Qianzi almost laughed out loud, and Jiang Lian was simply trying to swear: but this answer was not wrong. Everyone living in this world has a long line of passages. Not only can they trace back to the apes, but they are more serious and more powerful in technology, they may be able to trace back to a single-cell life.

In addition, Jiang Lian noticed that Shi Jiaxin's answer was not a clever or liven up the atmosphere of conversation - the voice was still rigid and indifferent, and only narrated plainly, and it was not in a hurry to be anxious about you.

The charlatan was not angry: "Why don't you know anything?"

Shi Jiaxin replied to him: "You don't know the Sheng family, it's not a scholarly family. In recent decades, few people have read and read, and they have been relocating to avoid disasters. Even if there is a family tree, it is still scattered. It would be great to be able to trace it back for one or two hundred years. No matter how early it is, no one knows, and you don't have to ask Shengxia. She doesn't know much. She knows more than me. It's okay, I'll die if I'm fine."

A prompt sound of interruption of the call came from the phone. The charlatan held the phone and felt lost: Mid-xia is Ji Tangtang's original name. Shi Jiaxin did something that was sorry for her in his early years, and later he was favored by her. Therefore, although he lives without any worries, no desires or demands, when dealing with Ji Tangtang, he always cares about other things. The most common thing he says is, "Don't always bother her if you have nothing to do, people want to live a peaceful life."

It seems that there is no more information about the Sheng family at this time. Although the charlatan is a little depressed, he is not disappointed: when exploring the secret, it has always been so tortuous and repetitive, and rarely is it smooth.

He looked at Meng Qianzi: "Or, please arrange it quickly, let's go to Phoenix Mountain as soon as possible..."

As he was talking, his cell phone rang again. It seemed that the caller ID was "at home", and it must be Shi Jiaxin who called again.

The charlatan's heart moved, and his intuition was that Shi Jiaxin remembered something, so he quickly clicked the hands-free again.

Shi Jiaxin's voice was still so straight that there was no emotional ups and downs: "If you are interested in the Sheng family bell, I have one in my hand and send it to you. You can study it slowly."

Damn, after living together for so long, the charlatan never heard him mention it. There was a bell in his hand. For a moment, his voice was so excited that he trembled: "You have a bell in your hand...what is it?"

"Sheng family Jiuling, Luling is the leader. The one in my hand is Luling. There are two sets of Sheng family bells, one in the hands of the people in each branch, and the other set is buried in the mountains where they live in different directions. It is also called Zhenshanling. This is the one I dug, it is useless. It is thrown in the storage room and it is covered in dust. If you want..."

The charlatan shouted: "I want it!"

"address."

Do you want to deliver it? Shi Jiaxin really doesn't care about such a mysterious object at all. Meng Qianzi was afraid of making mistakes and hurriedly ordered the charlatan: "I'll ask the mountain door to pick it up, and then come to Guangxi with human flesh. Don't send it randomly. It's not good if you throw it away."

The charlatan reposted as he said, Shi Jiaxin was irresistible: "Then whatever you want."

He didn't care at all who was talking to the charlatan, nor did he ask who the Yamado who came to pick up the goods, and he loved who he had. His own fight was a joke, and other people's fight had nothing to do with himself.

***

It is not convenient to rush on rainy days. Lu Sanming checked the weather forecast, but it was probably in the local rainy season, and it was raining every day: Fortunately, the next day was quite powerful, and it would rain in the afternoon, so it was just for travel in the morning.

There is nothing to say right now.

The next day, the rain stopped. Xin Ci came over to comb Meng Qianzi's hair, and Xiao Qu'er hummed: He liked to follow Meng Qianzi everywhere because there were high-standard receptions everywhere, and dangerous things could not touch his body. Most of the time, he just had to wait outside, just to be a wandering place.

After combing his hair smoothly, he "asked" Meng Qianzi: "Write or disperse it?"

Meng Qianzi thought for a while: "Write it, it's not convenient to scatter your hair when you enter the mountain."

Xin Ci knew it in his mind, took the comb, helped her pick the points in a thread, and asked her again: "Qianzi, what are the progress you and Jiang Lian now?"

Meng Qianzi looked at him from the mirror: "Are you curious about what you said, or are you asking for help from others?"

Xin Ci answered sloppyly: "All of them. I'm curious. When Lao Meng chats with me, he will ask. Also, do you think they are not gossiping? I heard him tell the Pixiu people to come and say that they should be polite to Brother Lian. Don't think that they are not a triple lotus petal. Maybe in the future, they will be much taller than lotus petals."

Meng Qianzi didn't say anything, there was nothing I could do about it: Who made her the throne? Wherever she was the focus of discussion?

She said: "No matter who asked you, tell them, it's nothing, don't worry about it."

Xin Ci came over mysteriously: "Qianzi, I am standing firmly on your side. I will go back as you ask me to do it - but, it's really nothing?"

Meng Qianzi was so amused that she paused and said, "It's really nothing."

Xin Ci frowned and picked her hair up: "No."

That time, Meng Qianzi was furious about Jiang Lian's incident and drove Lao Meng away. He felt that something had to happen to these two people. Until now, they were together day and night, and they had been in and out for so long, but were they still so tepid?

Xin Ci muttered: "Is this Jiang Lian the kind of person who is not proactive or refuses? Qianzi, is he waiting for you to chase him?"

Meng Qianzi replied lightly: "Then he has to wait."

She stopped talking, just looked in the mirror, and Xin Ci knitted his hair one strand on the left and one strand on the right. After a while, a sentence suddenly appeared: "Actually, this is pretty good."

It is very comfortable to get along with Jiang Lian, and the distance between them is just right: if he is closer, as Qiu Biying said, she will probably have to "break it if it is broken", so isn't it good now? It won't be embarrassed, embarrassing, or make things difficult for her.

Xin Ci complained: "That can't always be like this. The relationship between people will be like this. If you don't advance, you will retreat. I have never heard of a constant distance that will always be constant. If he doesn't advance, you will have to advance. If you don't advance, you will have to advance. If you don't advance, he thinks it's boring to do this, and he will probably have to retreat."

Meng Qianzi was silent for a while and said, "Get back."

***

After breakfast, the convoy set out and headed straight for Phoenix Mountain.

Phoenix Mountain is called a mountain, but it should actually be called Phoenix Mountain Range, and there are more than one or two mountain ranges - it stretches through dozens of kilometers, spanning four counties and cities, with countless peaks, and famous mountains include Niudongpo, Yangjiao Mountain, Baima Mountain, etc. They are all recorded in the county annals and are unknown. They either continue to be unknown or are called out by locals.

The right eye of the phoenix is ​​the nameless classic, which is only circulated in the verbal words of the villagers around: the peak head is not high, and the shape of the mountain peak looks like a chicken head or a phoenix head, and no one will argue with you. Anyway, the name of the scenic spots of the Chinese people is to say that it is good to ask for ideas, but not good to say that it is just a trick.

There is a cave on the top of the "phoenix head". It looks like an eye from a distance, and it is located on the right, so it is said to be the right eye of the phoenix.

The mountain is a wild mountain and has not been included in any tourism plan. If you want to get on, the group parked their cars at the foot of the mountain and went up. Pixiu introduced that residents of nearby counties and townships occasionally come for picnics and outings. No wonder they saw packaging bags and other non-degradable garbage along the road several times, and also saw three liang of abandoned stone-built stoves and burned charred ground under the stove.

When we arrived at that cave, it was really just an ordinary hole. After searching through various electronic instruments, there was no abnormality. With the experience of Xiangxi, Meng Qianzi was still afraid that this cave would have some mountain intestines. However, after careful search, the conclusion was: This is a hole.

No matter how you look at this cave, you don’t look like a living phoenix that can fly out of it.

Meng Qianzi searched the front and back and found that he was a little tired, so he sat at the entrance of the cave to rest. The scenery here was just like a lot, but because it was at the top of the peak, the cool breeze was quite comfortable.

The charlatan looked around and came to a preliminary conclusion: "The guise! This must be a guise. The real phoenix's right eye is definitely not here, but it may be very close."

Just like the verse in the Changdan Peak Forest, the so-called "the pupils dripping oil, the tongue is wandering around". At first glance, I thought it was the foreground of my eyes, but after careful study, I realized that it had something else.

Jiang Lian also felt this way, but for a while, I didn’t know which direction to look for it, and it was difficult to sit down, so I had to wander around in front of and behind the hole. I just ignored it, and heard the news from my phone, picked it up and read it for a while, and said with a wry smile: “Tsui Hark sent me the behind-the-scenes footage, I’ll pass it to you.”

Meng Qianzi was stunned for a while before remembering that Tsui Harun was from the other end of Wan Fenghuo, who was connected with Jiang Lian and was responsible for providing information about Yan Luo. Suddenly, he contacted Jiang Lian. There should be a new discovery, but what the hell is the so-called "high-end"?

After a while, the news came in, and she clicked to see.

It turned out that when Tsui Hark-yong first checked Yan Luo, he almost completely started with the line of "sanitation workers". Later, Jiang Lian learned that Yan Luo had lived in Wubai Nong Township, so he provided the clue to Tsui Hark-yong and asked him to put some effort into this line.

You should know that Wubainong Township has been abandoned for decades, and the original residents have long known where to move. Even if they are full of energy, it is difficult to get out. Tsui Hark complained, but "customer first", he had to take the lead and start from the nearby counties and townships: When Yan Luo lived in Wubainong Township, he had to go out to do business. He had to contact people when he went out? Yan Luo looked so unique, so he would not have any impression of him?

There are really some investigations, but a few of them are mostly those who have "glimpsed" and they really can't show it. Tsui Hark used his inspiration to compile these into "highlights" and sent them to the ground to show that he has not stopped the investigation - see, we have found some corners.

Meng Qianzi slides the phone screen and drags it down to watch.

A villager from Lin Township recalled that Yan Luo was a peddler. He would occasionally carry a load into the village and exchange needles, threads, candles, matches, or something for eggs.

It turns out that this is the "highlights". Meng Qianzi was not angry. Back then, most people in the countryside were doing this.

Someone else said that Yan Luo would also help people with bowls and sharpen the knife. Once, the knife edge was sharpened and almost fought with the owner.

It's all trivial matters, but strange things are behind the scenes.

When I reached the last one, I was already in a state of delight, but suddenly I swept the three words "Zhenlongshan" and felt aroused from my heart.

There was a villager living at the foot of Longshan Mountain in town. He was a child at that time. He saw Yan Luo when he went up the mountain to help his family pick up firewood. Moreover, he was quite impressed.

At that time, Yan Luo was sharpening his knife.

In fact, sharpening a knife is not unusual at all. Mountain people go up the mountain to chop firewood, and often encounter the dullness of the knife. They often sit down on the spot, pick up a stone to pour water, and then grind it for a while. The reason why the villagers were impressed was that Yan Luo was sitting on the edge of a cliff to sharpen the knife.

The behind-the-scenes quoted an original sentence from the villager: "Who would sit at the mouth of the cliff and sharpen the knife? Moreover, the mouth of the cliff is not simple. We asked it to come to the wind vent. The last second was fine, but the next moment the strong wind came. Someone once stood there and peed. With a whirl, even the urine was blowing down, and he died very well."

"I called to him, saying that it was too dangerous to sit. When the wind came, he would not be able to sit still. As a result, the man ignored me and thought it was a donkey's liver and lungs. I didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. When I passed by, I saw a rope tied around him and tied it to a big tree nearby. It seemed that he knew that the Fengkou was calling, and he was afraid that he would be scraped down, so I didn't care about him anymore."

...

Come to the wind...

Meng Qianzi waved to Pixiu.

In the past two days, Pixiu helped Meng Qianzi to do business, and they were transferred through Lu Sanming. They were suddenly called forward and were inevitably flattered.

Meng Qianzi asked him: "There is a wind vent on Zhenlong Mountain. It said it was very windy. Do you know?"

Pixiu has been stationed in a place surrounded by dragons and phoenixes for many years, and he has no idea about the surrounding mountains. What's more, when he heard that the boss was coming, he temporarily crammed and reviewed it again, but he was afraid of encountering a sudden question like the present.
To be continued...