Long meaning

Mo Lingsu took the Zangfeng Sword and came back. As soon as he entered the small courtyard, he saw Xie Wuwu was chatting with Father Yin, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which made him a little dazed, and he forgot when he stood at the door went in.

"What are you looking at, Mo kid?" Father Yin yelled when he saw Mo Lingsu standing at the door.

Only then did Mo Lingsu come back to his senses, and entered the small courtyard with the Zangfeng sword. "What are you talking about with Father Yin?"

"Father Yin is well-informed, tell me some old things about the world." The smile on Xie Wuwu's face has not yet disappeared, and it seems that the depression in his heart has eased a lot.

"Did you bring the sword?" Father Yin said.

"Well, father Yin, please take a look." Mo Lingsu said and handed over the Zangfeng sword, it was the tattered dagger that Xie Wuwu didn't catch his eye at the beginning.

Father Yin took the dagger, looked at it in his hand for a moment, then pulled out the dagger, and fiddled with it several times, but he didn't know where he fiddled with it. The hilt was actually split into two pieces like a piece of sheepskin. It just fell out.

"Father Yin, what is this?" Mo Lingsu picked up the sheepskin, and could see some lines on it, like a map.

"Map, can't you see it?" Father Yin said.

"This sword really has a treasure map?" Mo Lingsu asked in surprise.

"What treasure map, take a closer look." Father Yin said, blowing his beard.

"Here..." Mo Lingsu carefully looked at the trend of the map, followed by a little bit, and finally found the marked end point. "this is not...?"

"At the foot of Mojiazhuang Mountain." Father Yin said.

"How did Father Yin know?" Mo Lingsu asked.

"Because I opened it and read it." Father Yin said.

"Then Father Yin has also been to the so-called treasure location?" Mo Ling asked sullenly.

"I've been there, just the tomb that came out of the black water that you asked someone to block last time." Father Yin said.

"Is there really a treasure in there?" Mo Ling asked sullenly.

"There is no treasure, but there is a corpse of a beautiful woman, and there are some corpses of people who went to rob the grave." Father Yin said.

"What's going on here?" Mo Lingsu asked.

"This picture is from a master of civil engineering decades ago." Father Yin puffed on his cigarette before continuing. "That master of civil engineering is good at everything, especially his deep love for his wife, but there is one bad thing. He doesn't remember the way. Once he took his wife out to supervise the completion of a civil engineering project. Unexpectedly, his wife had an accident. He died on the way, the civil engineering project was required by the government, he didn't dare to delay, if he delayed, everyone who accompanied him would be implicated, it was a serious crime to delay the government's affairs, but his wife died, and he couldn't keep the body with him all the time, he Feeling helpless, he asked the accompanying workers to help, and spent a few days building a small mausoleum for his wife together. He would bring his wife home when he came here again. He was afraid that he would not remember the way in the future, so he asked the accompanying draftsman I drew this map on sheepskin, marked the location, and was afraid of losing the map, so I hid the map in a dagger that I carried with me."

"The short sword is the Zangfeng sword?" Mo Ling asked solemnly.

"What hidden sword?" Father Yin clicked on his pipe. After a while, it was obvious that his emotions had been hidden in his heart again, and he became careless. "It's the Tibetan Phoenix Sword, because his wife's name is Feng'er."

"Then why are there so many rumors about that sword?" Mo Ling asked sullenly.

"That's because the civil engineering expert was confused again. He lost the sword and looked for it everywhere. After searching for a long time, everyone around him knew that he was looking for the sword. It was called Zangfengjian. When it spread, it became Zangfengjian. , and all kinds of embellishments spread out various versions." Father Yin said.

"So, in fact, there is nothing in the mausoleum except for a corpse?" Mo Ling asked solemnly.

"It's not just one corpse, it's several corpses. Back then, the master civil engineer didn't have time to carefully survey the geographical location. He only thought about taking his wife home after a while. He didn't expect that the map would be lost. There was a river at the foot of the mountain. When the rainstorm flooded, the tomb was already filled with water and poisonous corpses. The civil engineering expert buried his wife there, so he couldn't be unprepared. Naturally, some agencies were set up. If you can't get out, you will starve to death inside, so there is not one corpse inside, there should be several." Father Yin said.

"Dad Yin also knows about the tomb robber?" Mo Ling asked sullenly.

"He guessed it." At this moment, Old Man Huang's voice came from inside the room.

"You will die if you don't dismantle my platform?" Father Yin said while blowing his beard.

"Then you guessed it in the first place." Old Man Huang said in the room.

"There is so much poison in the corpse, can a corpse do it? If it's not a grave robber, can it be your relative?" Father Yin said.

"Your relative just died in someone else's tomb!" Although the old man in the house was nowhere to be seen, the level of his voice seemed to have begun to blow his beard.

"That's enough, I won't quarrel with you. I don't care about the dead body. Anyway, this map is definitely not a treasure map." Old Man Yin tilted his neck and stopped talking to Old Man Huang.

"Then why did Father Yin ask me to bring this map here?" Mo Lingsu asked.

Father Yin didn't answer, he just took the map and spread it flat in his hand, and then urged his inner strength to cover the map. When he took his hand away, the location of the mausoleum on the original map had changed.

"Here is...?" Mo Lingsu carefully looked at the position of the new icon in the picture. "The mass grave?"

"Well, isn't the mass grave twenty miles away more like a place to hide treasure than the foot of your mountain?" Father Yin said.

"It's true, anyway, even if you tell them that there is no treasure map, no one will believe it. Why don't you point out a treasure location and ask them to find it." Mo Lingsu said.

"At the beginning when your father got this sword by chance, he put the sword in the sword furnace, and he didn't guard it strictly. He just hoped that those who came to steal the sword would take it away and save the trouble of Mo's village, but a wave came. Another wave, they are all stealthy people who have no strength, even if they take it away, others will not believe it, so this sword has been left in Mojiazhuang, but it did not expect that it would be the beginning of Qin's disaster." Yin Yin Dad said.

"This matter is indeed too unexpected, and I heard that he was sent to Xiejiabao by someone, and we happened to meet that person on the way back, and it seems to be someone close to Qin Fu. Wuwu sent him to Xiejiabao, he must have recognized Wuwu, but I don't know what intentions he had at that time, maybe Qin Qin had the intention to cause cholera." Mo Ling said sullenly.

"Back when Junior Brother Qingyuan went, he had already come out to suffer from cholera once. He didn't know how many people went to Yinlong Valley and how many people's homes were destroyed when he was arrested. However, Yinlong Valley has a complicated terrain and there are so many masters in the valley. Qin Huo used him, and outsiders had nothing to do with him, if it wasn't because of Yao'er..." When Father Yin said this, his sadness appeared again. "Hao'er has suffered for more than 20 years."

"Uncle knew how to choose for his relatives at a young age. I think he is also a person who understands righteousness. He will not blame Senior Yin. Seniors don't need to blame themselves." Xie Wuwu intentionally comforted Father Yin. Regarding the matter, he also has some understanding of Liu Yao, his uncle. He was still a little suspicious of him before, but now he is completely sympathetic and grateful.

"You can comfort people." After all, Father Yin is a person who has experienced the washing of the years, and he returned to normal after a while. "You guys go first, do what you need to do well, first lead the group of people outside to the mass grave, and we will talk about the rest later."

"I'll go right away." Mo Lingsu agreed and wanted to leave, but found that Xie Wuwu was still there in a daze. "Unintentionally, you and your second brother need to help with this matter, how about going with me?"

"En!" Xie Wuwu responded lightly, then walked to Mo Lingsu's side, and walked out of the small courtyard with Mo Lingsu.

"Old Huang, are you sure you have delivered that letter?" When Mo Lingsu and Xie Wuyi left the small courtyard, they suddenly turned their heads and shouted loudly into the room.

"I said that you must be willing to do so. It's because of this. What's the matter? I'm afraid I'll scare you!" Father Yin finished shouting, and the old man surnamed Huang came out of the house, holding a few bamboo sticks in his hand. Bamboo, seems to be weaving something.

"These children are all good children. I have countless regrets in my life, but I don't want to keep any more." Father Yin said.

"Don't worry, I received a reply at Chenshi today. They are already on their way here. Counting the days, they will arrive in just a few days." Old Man Huang said.

"Hey! I can't interfere with Qin Fu's evil, so I can only count on a few juniors to take charge. I hope that nobleman you mentioned is really capable." Father Yin said.

"You don't trust me?" Old Man Huang asked, blowing his beard.

"If you know it, you have to say it." Father Yin said.

"Believe it or not, I'm leaving now, regardless of your nonsense!" Old Man Huang said.

"All right, all right, you're amazing." Father Yin suddenly sat up straight. "The person you mentioned is sure to come together?"

"You can't worry less, you'll know in two days!" Old man Huang continued to go back to his room to weave his bamboo strips, as if he was too lazy to talk to Father Yin.