Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

"Everyone is very tired after a long day. Let's have a rest after dinner and go out to check out the area tomorrow."

Wu Sansheng looked at the table, where all the food had been eaten up, leaving only plates and bone scraps. He stood up and ordered a few more dishes from the proprietress.

Wu Xie looked at his third uncle who had his back to them, hushed at Pan Zi, gently picked up the white wine bottle and poured it over his milk, then after finishing his little trick, gently put the white wine bottle back.

When Wu Sansheng came back, there seemed to be something different on the table, but he didn't think much about it, thinking that what happened today was too shocking.

After finishing their meal, Hua Yu, Zhang Qiling and the other two returned to the village chief's house with flashlights. Wu Sansheng and Pan Zi were studying a blueprint in the dim light of the guesthouse.

The guesthouse was a bit quiet at this time. Apart from the occasional sound of the wind outside, the only sounds were the discussion between Wu Sansheng and Pan Zi.

"This place looks very strange. Why would anyone think of building such a large tomb here?" Wu Sansheng asked, pointing to a place on the drawing.

"Third Master, you don't know. I can only work hard, how could I have come up with any idea?" Pan Zi replied.

"No matter what, we have to be careful tomorrow. I don't think tomorrow will be much easier than today. We need to be careful when the time comes," said Wu Sansheng.

"Yeah, I know." Pan Zi nodded in agreement.

The two continued to discuss the drawings, trying to find more clues.

The next morning, Wu Sansheng knocked on Wu Xie's door at dawn.

"Knock, knock, knock..." The knocks on the door were crisp and rhythmic, but there was no response from inside the house. Wu Xie slept very late last night and was immersed in a dream at this time. He didn't hear the knocks at all. He turned over, covered his ears with the quilt, and tried to continue sleeping.

Wu Sansheng frowned and knocked harder, the knocks becoming more rapid: "Knock, knock, knock! Knock, knock!" However, the house remained silent. Wu Sansheng was a little annoyed and began to kick the door hard, making loud "bang, bang, bang" noises that seemed to shake the whole house down.

Finally, there was a sound of dragging footsteps in the house, followed by the sound of the lock tongue turning. Wu Xie opened the door with a sleepy look on his face, wearing a white sweatshirt and big pants, dragging slippers, his eyes half open and half closed, and yawning non-stop.

Wu Sansheng did not expect Wu Xie to suddenly open the door. He did not have time to retract his feet and hands that were knocking and kicking the door just now.

Wu Sansheng could only watch as his fist hit Wu Xie's forehead with a bang, causing Wu Xie to grimace in pain.

Wu Sansheng also shook his hands in pain. They both said at the same time, "Uncle San, what are you doing? You're knocking on the door so early in the morning!"

"I'm going to die! It's already so late and you're still not up? Were you here for tourism?"

Wu Sansheng looked at the big bump on Wu Xie's forehead and said, "I'm just waiting for you. Go wash up and come over for dinner."

Wu Xie looked at his uncle who seemed to be running away in a panic, feeling a little confused. He scratched the back of his head, closed the door, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Wu Xie squeezed out the toothpaste and prepared to brush his teeth. When he looked up, he saw a big red bump on his forehead in the mirror opposite. He was instantly furious, "Third Uncle!!!"

Wu Xie quickly washed and changed his clothes, then went straight to the dining area angrily.

Following an angry "Third Uncle!"

Everyone looked back and saw Wu Xie, with a big red envelope on his head, running straight towards Wu Sansheng.

Wu Sansheng sat there calmly, drinking porridge and eating pickles.

"Eat quickly! If you are any slower, we will set off on our own and you just stay here quietly in the guesthouse. Continue your life of eating, sleeping, sleeping and eating."

Wu Sansheng pointed at the empty seat next to Pan Zi and glanced at Wu Xie during the meal.

In order to continue following his third uncle, Wu Xie could only silently suppress his anger, sat down, and treated the fried dough stick in his hand as his third uncle, biting it viciously.

While eating, Wu Sansheng did not forget to ask the proprietress, "Madam, do you know where there is a good view nearby?"

The lady boss thought for a while and said, "I can't really say what's so good about the scenery here, but there's a human head pit to the southwest of the village entrance. The person from the Cultural Relics Bureau said there's a tomb of some prince there."

Wu Sansheng and Pan Zi looked at each other and said, "You have the tombs of princes here! Are you the tomb keepers mentioned in the legend? Isn't it said that the tombs of princes are guarded by people?"

After hearing what Wu Sansheng said, the proprietress sneered and said, "What you said is true. We haven't even moved here to a village half as old as the tomb of the princes! What kind of gravekeeper is this?" Her face was full of disdain, as if she thought Wu Sansheng's idea was ridiculous.

Wu Sansheng also became interested at this time. He frowned and asked curiously: "Then how do you know that there is a prince's tomb here? It can't be that the hunters in your village found it when they went up the mountain to hunt!" He imagined the scene of a group of hunters accidentally discovering an ancient tomb in the mountains, but felt that this situation was unlikely.

The proprietress shook her head, then came over with a pot of tea, sat down next to Wu Sansheng and continued: "Hey! How did you find this while hunting? There was a heavy rain in the mountains, and then a landslide occurred on the mountain, leaving a pit. That pit was full of human heads, but no bodies." As she spoke, she gestured the size and shape of the pit so that Wu Sansheng could understand it more intuitively.

Wu Sansheng opened his mouth in surprise, "How could such a thing happen? What about these human heads? Are they ancient sacrificial offerings?" His heart was full of doubts and fears, and he couldn't help but develop a strong interest in the history of this small village.

The proprietress nodded and said, "Yes, there were exactly one hundred of them, not one more or one less. How scary is that? And the sky was still clear at the time, which scared a lot of people in our village." There was a flash of fear in her eyes as she recalled the scene.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Sansheng asked again: "When did the Cultural Relics Bureau come? Who thought of asking people to come and take a look?" He wanted to know more about the subsequent development of this incident and the intervention of relevant departments.

After all, this was related to their next plan. If someone was stationed there, they would have to go back home. If no one was there, they could enter without alerting anyone.

The proprietress seemed not to notice the expression on Wu Sansheng's face. After taking a sip of tea, she continued, "As for who called first, it's really unclear. However, because there was something wrong with the collapsed area, those people didn't find anything unusual after they came. They just dug out a lot of bronze vessels not far away. However, when they continued to dig down, they couldn't find any other valuable items. So, those people from the Cultural Relics Bureau packed up their things and left."

The proprietress seemed to suddenly think of something, and said with a hint of resentment in her tone: "That group of so-called intellectuals is really speechless. They say one thing and think another. They promised to build a road for us, but only built half of it, then took the things away, leaving the other half unattended and letting us deal with it ourselves."

Hua Yu Zhang Qiling was drinking porridge. When he heard this, he put down his spoon, looked at the boss lady and said, "Boss lady, give me the phone number of your village chief. When the time comes, I will send someone to repair the remaining half of the road for you, as well as the houses and power supply in this village."

When Hua Yu, Zhang Qiling and the other two walked back to the village chief's house, they found that the village was inhabited by elderly people and children, with occasionally one or two middle-aged people and middle-aged women.

The dirt roads in the village were bumpy, and occasionally there were houses made of mud bricks and tiles on the roadside, and there were already many cracks on the walls. These houses looked very old and seemed like they could collapse at any time.

Hua Yu looked at the scene in front of him, and a feeling of sadness welled up in his heart. Although the village was peaceful and harmonious, it looked a bit dilapidated. He decided to help these villagers improve their living conditions and let them live a better life.

When they arrived at the village chief's house, they happened to meet the village chief. The village chief warmly invited them into the house and told them that he had arranged accommodation for them. Hua Yu thanked him and followed the village chief into the house.

The proprietress' eyes lit up when she heard what Hua Yu said, "Really? I'll go find the village chief right away."

Hua Yu raised her hand and pressed it, "Don't worry, we are here to collect folk songs. We have to go to the mountain later. Please help us find a guide. You don't have to follow us all the time. Just take us to the pit you mentioned."

The lady boss slapped her thigh and said, "Hey, why do you need a guide? My son knows the way. I'll ask him to take you there later."

The proprietress got up and went to find her son, and whispered something in his ear for a while.

Hua Yu looked at Wu Xie who was still eating breakfast leisurely, with a look of impatience on her face: "I say, Third Master Wu, are you a lady from a rich family? You eat so slowly, if you eat any slower, we won't wait for you."

Wu Xie then realized that he was the only one at the table who had not finished eating. Everyone else had already finished eating and were chatting and waiting for him.

Wu Xie blushed, and lowered his head almost into the bowl of porridge. He muttered softly, "I didn't eat so slowly on purpose..."

Hua Yu rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "Okay, eat quickly and don't waste time." After that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Wu Xie looked up at Hua Yu, then quickly lowered his head and continued to eat his breakfast. He thought to himself: This young master is getting more and more rude, and he dares to talk to him like this. However, he also knew that he was indeed eating too slowly, so it was difficult for him to refute anything.

Hua Yu naturally heard what Wu Xie was thinking. He snorted and walked out the door. Zhang Qiling and Zhang Dahai also followed him out.

Wu Sansheng looked at Wu Xie, who was still eating breakfast slowly after being talked about, bit his cheek and looked at Wu Xie with a forced smile, "You are really awesome! You eat here by yourself! We won't wait for you." After saying that, Wu Sansheng also stood up and walked outside with his bag on his back.

Pan Zi looked at the Third Master who had already walked to the door, and then looked at Wu Xie who was standing there in a daze, "Little Third Master, stop eating and hurry up! Eat some compressed biscuits on the way!"

Wu Xie could only put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and walked out reluctantly.