Strange events in the imperial capital

During that time, he was not busy with work, and Chu Han went to the Nanyuan Bathing Pool a few times.

The Shuangyue Hall under Mr. Luo's plate has a very distinctive pavement.Its facade is Western-style, with two large stone pillars imitating Byzantine vertical carvings, and a stone niche-style doorway similar to that of the Old Summer Palace before it was burned clean in the middle.It looks like a Western landscape, and it is neither fish nor fowl. In fact, those who know how to do it know that this is the most "fashionable" architectural style in Beiping during the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, so the imperial palaces are made like this.

A lion sits on the left and right sides of the colonnade, standing majestically, looking up at the prime minister.

Perhaps because the person he was interested in came here often, it was the first time that Chu Han took a closer look at the small shop run by Master Luo San.After entering through the gate, there is a not-so-spacious courtyard in the middle, but it is complete with all internal organs. In the palm-sized pond, glass fish gushes out of the active spring water, dotted with duckweed, and the dripping Guanyin supports the silhouette of the lake.The courtyard is shaded by acacia trees, and a few pairs of wicker chairs are randomly placed under the trees.

Walk through the corridor and enter the backyard. To the east is the "elegant seat" where dignitaries and guests used to go, with an exquisite basin pond for bathing; while to the west is a large pool where the poor and old Kan spend their time. A large pond filled with heat.

According to Chuhan's cautiousness when he first arrived, he must have wanted to choose a private seat, but the person he was looking for was squatting in that individual pond.

The tent clerk at the entrance of the pool shouted "Please take off the basket" when he saw the guests, and then skillfully threw to Chu Han a wooden sign with the number of the bunk on it.The clerk smiled and Mimi watched Mr. Chu take off his clothes, then picked up his clothes with a long bamboo pole, and hung them on a hook behind the bunk.All the guests' underwear and outerwear were hung in a row for display, and some rough man's shorts rubbed against Chu Han's black tight underwear.That person Luo Zhan or why he is always popular in business!As long as he does it, he can really give you the little-known cultural heritage before liberation and make it the only one in the capital, and he will serve you with a full set of jobs.

Three or two rough men beside him took off the basket, and the big bird swayed in while it was drying.

In the corner of the big pool, Fang San'er put a hot towel on his head, with his arms outstretched on the tiled table, he seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, and the light in his eyes was shining towards the counter, and any movement fell into his eyes.

There was a hint of disdain and disdain on the corner of Mr. Fang's mouth, thinking that Chu Han's black panties must be covered with a layer of swimming shorts, and he rubbed his legs together with the young master's sourness...but he didn't expect that Chu Han Han calmly stripped off.There was not a trace of twitching on Chu Han's face, so he picked up a white towel, looked at it first, felt dissatisfied, and changed another one if he was not satisfied, obsessive-compulsive disorder, until he found a white and pleasing one from the pile of towels Slowly wrap around the crotch.

Fang Chitose also felt that someone was quite interesting...

Chu Han held the teapot and chatted with Fang San'er, talking all over the world.

The old men who often come to the bathhouse know him.There were only the two young ones taking a bath there, and they looked very out of place.Fang San'er was bored and rubbed Mr. Chu's feet.Chu Han lay on his back on the rattan chair, enjoying himself very much. The feeling of this prodigal boy pinching his peas was very different from that of a chick in the bathing city pinching her feet.He found that this person's fingers were wet and cold, and his skin was also cold, so he liked to soak in the water naked, and he was neither afraid of heat nor cold.

Mr. Fang's expression was focused when he was doing things, and his black pupils under his thin single eyelids always seemed to be separated by impenetrable mist, giving him a sense of mystery that made people ponder.

Fang San'er said: "Who is it, you have a mole on the center of your right foot."

Chu Han nodded: "I know. My father passed it on to me."

Fang San'er asked casually, "Your father also has moles on the soles of his feet? Interesting."

"It's not on the feet." Chu Han lay comfortably in the bunk, stretching out his feet: "My dad's mole is on his buttocks, it looks so handsome."

The third master Fang's narrow eyes swayed: "There is a mole on the buttocks, which is a prostitution."

Chu Han scolded with a smile: "Hey, who are you talking about? Don't tell me this, do you dare to go to my father and his wife and say this."

Little Chitose's expression clearly means that I am so afraid of your parents?

Every time the Fang family boy played, he showed his canine tooth on the upper right without concealing it, and laughed heartlessly.

Fang Chitose is a typical person who looks thinner only when he is dressed, and looks good when he takes off his clothes. His muscles are stacked just right, and his lines are well-proportioned. He looks simple and efficient.Two beautiful mermaid lines seem to "slide" smoothly into the towel apron.

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Chu Han also asked Fang San'er to study the slides he copied.Fang San'er sat down in the office chair, with his legs turned up on the large walnut desk, and said, "When did you take so many photos? I didn't see you taking pictures at that time."

Chu Han showed a bit of complacency, but did not explain.

Fang San'er looked at him deeply: "Your surname is Chu, I know who you are."

Chu Han carefully studied the copied materials, and found that the brick and stone carvings in the strange well were not simple.It is an ancient well with a long history, even earlier than the construction of the capital in the Yuan Dynasty and later Liu Bowen and others assisted Emperor Taizu Gao in founding the country.The stone and brick carvings inside may be the relics of the middle and late Tang Dynasty, with simple and magical flying cloud patterns.This also confirms the unofficial legend of the Tang and Song Dynasties. It is said that in the Tang Dynasty, the Buddha of the West Heaven came to the middle land, subdued the demons, subdued the old dragon and its nine sons, and at that time nine small dragons were towned in the north and south.Later in the unofficial history, the so-called Liu Bowen, Yao Guangxiao and others subdued the Zhenhai Beast in Beixinqiao Haiyan was just an official rumor derived from the founding monarch's prestige.

Chu Han read the brick pattern on the photo over and over again.It seems to be a passage in the Buddha's Ksitigarbha Sutra that exorcises evil spirits and avoids disasters.He had definitely seen similar characters when he was exploring the Buddhist Holy Land in Dali, Yunnan.And the mysterious severed head stone sculpture under the Beixin Bridge blends with the well wall as if growing together, like a sitting beast entrenched.A string of copper chains hangs from the bronze man's halberd, which is the beast.However, the animal head was lost, and the copper chain was buried in the ashes at the bottom of the well.

Chu Han recognized the shape of the pattern: "I see, this little beast that is entrenched is actually a dragon."

"The dragon has nine sons, each of which looks different. This stone beast has lost its head, so it's hard to recognize. This is a sitting dragon sculpture, and the bronze standing man is a vajra warrior who locks the dragon... But what about the dragon's head?"

Fang San'er stared at the big screen of the slide projector absently, without saying a word.

Chu Han said: "There is indeed a 'dragon' in that well, which has existed since the late Tang Dynasty. But the bronze man didn't restrain that guy. The dragon separated and it ran away.

Fang San'er didn't speak, and didn't comment on Chu Han's judgment.

Yao Mi may have a young heart, so he went into the office several times for nothing to do, making coffee for a while, and serving a cake for a while.This person's life is quite casual, he doesn't talk much, but he is not cold, and there is always a smile on his mouth.

Xiao Yao asked with a smile: "Mr. Han, shall I order the meal for you and Mr. Fang, or go downstairs to eat together?"

Chu Han felt that this girl was out of order again, seeing how anxious she was.

Xiao Yao added: "There is a new Yunnan hot pot restaurant on the first floor, and it is said that the hot pot is wild fish brought from the Lancang River."

Chu Han sees the surname Fang, why don't we go eat together?

Fang San'er said: "I don't eat river seafood."

Xiao Yao waited for this sentence, and quickly asked, "Mr. Fang, what do you like to eat?"

Fang San'er said seriously: "Go get a cow up."

Xiao Yao: "..."

Secretary Yao walked out with stiff eyes, and the moment the office door closed, Third Master Fang laughed out loud, throwing his neck back.

Chu Han scolded with a smile: "You are dishonest, molesting my secretary?"

Third Master Fang showed a faint interest: "I didn't tease anyone, but I scared her by telling the truth."

This man's way of rejecting the girl's kindness was also straightforward, not procrastinating, which made Chu Han take an extra look behind his back.

Once Chu Han figured out the information, he wanted to get to the bottom of it.In the early autumn of this year, they moved to the Yunnan Plateau and went to Dali to explore the secrets of the ancient well.

Chu Han was well prepared this time, so he didn't go alone.He persuaded Mr. Fang to come with him.In fact, there was no need to waste words, this person followed silently, and only packed a simple bag, which made Chu Han feel grateful for the rest of his life.Boss Luo was enthusiastic and volunteered to accompany them to Yunnan.Luo Zhan is not young anymore, but his skills are still the same as before. His skin is rough and dark, and his body is full of glorious marks left by the scars left by him in the rivers and lakes.This person also brought two reliable younger brothers, who drove a total of two large off-road vehicles, pulling everyone and equipment.They have a clear goal, which is to find the remains of the Tang Dynasty Buddhist buildings in Dali, which should have patterns and scriptures similar to those of the imperial capital Suo Longjing.Moreover, the ancient country of Dali was also a place where the legendary dragon was suppressed.

Boss Luo was driving, Chu Han was in the co-driver, and Mr. Fang didn't do any work along the way, just lying on the back seat and dozing off, snoring from time to time.

The car was bumping on the winding mountain road in the Yunnan Plateau, and when it ran over a stumbling block, the person in the back seat rolled down with an "ah" sound and hummed uncomfortably.

Fang San'er raised his eyelids and squinted under the dazzling sun in the afternoon: "It's so hot, it's about to be dried like salted fish."

Chu Han replied: "I let you drink half a tank of water by yourself, and I'm not even willing to drink it. Do you have the nerve to become a dried salted fish?"

Fang San'er smiled generously: "Let me see if you can still squeeze water out of your body."

As he spoke, a hand stretched out from the back seat and touched the back of Chu Han's neck.

Chu Han's hair shivered, he was not used to being touched by others.The man's fingers were wet and cold, as if soaked in water, and he shrank away when he touched him.Chu Han quickly touched his neck, but there was no water, no trace.

Third Master Fang directly covered his head with clothes to block the vicious sunlight...

On the way, they rested in small towns in the mountains and stayed in hotels as top players.Chu Han is the kind of person who can stretch and bend. There are five-stars in the city of Kunming, and he spends money to live in five-stars. When there are adobe houses in the countryside, he can also live in adobe houses. height.Based on this, he, who was born as a poor child, appreciates him very much.

Entering Dali along the Ancient Tea Horse Road, the villages and houses all have the charm and characteristics of Bai people.Almost every farmhouse has a layout of "three rooms and one screen wall". There are rooms on three sides, and a screen wall at the front entrance. The pink and pure wall color reflects the bright sunshine and is picturesque.For dinner, eat farm food and fried rice noodles at the hometown.Boss Luo bought a jar of high-quality rice wine from someone's house.Chu Han refused to drink, so Luo Zhan had a drink with Fang's youngest son.The Yunnan sweet rice wine was probably delicious, and the two of them quickly finished a whole jar.

When he lifted his buttocks and left the house, Chu Han saw that Fang San'er was already drunk, his footsteps were a little wavy, he couldn't walk in a straight line, his waist was weak, and he went out floating... A layer of water steamed out of Fang San'er's eyes, and he walked all the way. Everyone is a silly smile.

The three men shared a room, Chu Han and Boss Luo slept in a big kang for two, and the third master slept on a narrow kang at the foot of the bed.That night, a cow was lost at the farmer's house next door, and it was gone the next morning, not even in front of or behind the village.You said someone stole it, the gate was locked, and there was no trace in the courtyard; you said it was torn away by a beast, there was no blood, which beast could eat so much that there was no bone left?

Boss Luo is enthusiastic and righteous, and because of this, he even delayed his journey all morning to go to the back of the lake to help the villagers find cattle.

Chu Han walked a few steps towards the lake, looked around, saw no trace, and turned back very efficiently - he knew that it was impossible to get the cow back.

The third master of the house is a lazy bastard, he is often hated for being too lazy!This person sleeps like a child, curled up, with a big quilt covering his head and only his calves exposed, sleeping soundly all night and all morning.