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Chapter 36 Tiger Guard Soul Card

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    The moment Lao Luotou appeared at the door, Guo Nanbei was stunned for a moment, looked up and down at the rickety shadow, and then laughed: "Brother, I'm disturbing you again."

    Lao Luotou smiled shyly and invited Guo Nanbei into the house.  The four walls of the room were empty. There was a tattered table against the wall. The bedding on the plank bed was messy. The weak oil lamp flickered on and off, giving people a strange feeling.  Guo Nanbei observed Lao Luotou casually and found that he was limping, as if he was injured?

    "Brother, are you still up so late?" There was a faint scent of tea in the air. Guo Nanbei glanced at the dirty tea cup and immediately lost the desire to drink tea.

    Lao Luo rolled up a dry cigarette and started smoking: "The fog will dissipate soon."

    Guo Nanbei and Xiao Weidong glanced at each other in unison. Unexpectedly, Lao Luotou's first sentence was to report this information to them, which was a bit abrupt.  Southern Sichuan is located at high latitudes, with abundant water and high temperatures. Especially in this season, foggy weather is most likely to occur.  But Guo Nanbei came here not to know when the fog will lift, but to know the sign.

    "It's good that the fog has cleared, so the troops can enter the mountains." Guo Nanbei lit his pipe and said with a smile, "I want to see something from you. The team members picked it up in the mountains."

    Guo Nanbei took out the sign from his pocket and placed it on the table. Under the weak light, the sign emitted a strange light.  There is no doubt that this thing must be an antique. It is difficult to deduce the age. As an expert, Xiao Weidong cannot make a judgment. However, the patterns on the brand are slightly similar to those on the clock that was broken by Lao Luo Tou.

    Through the smoke, Lao Luotou looked at the sign in silence and coughed violently: "You are educated people, how can you not recognize the words on it?"

    There are indeed inscriptions on the brand, but Guo Nanbei, Xiao Weidong and others really don't recognize it. Maybe Zhang Hongwei and Zhou Fanghua, who specialize in Mo Luo culture, will recognize it.  Therefore, Guo Nanbei could only make a preliminary judgment that this sign was a cultural relic of Mo Luo. It didn't matter what was written on it.

    In fact, for Guo Nanbei, the significance of this sign is not the value of cultural relics, but the evidence to identify the murderer.  This thing fell from the murderer's body, and the murderer was a beast or "monster" with claws and teeth.  Guo Nanbei was not surprised by the "monster". He had encountered weirder creatures than this one.

    "This is the Xiwang Huwei brand. It's not unusual, and it can't be sold for much money." Old Luo Tou picked up the brand, weighed it, and threw it on the table, making a clanging sound of precious metals.  The sound was extremely ethereal, and there seemed to be some kind of strange echo lingering around, and it took a long time to dissipate.

    Xiao Weidong couldn't help but snorted. Since ancient times, people have known each other through the sale of goods. How could a rural person from a remote rural area identify the value of antiques?  If Zhang Hongwei saw this thing, he would definitely go crazy with excitement.

    Old Luo glanced at Xiao Weidong: "We rural people never touch things in graves, they are dirty."

    "You mean this sign came from an ancient tomb?" Guo Nanbei asked with a frown.

    Old Luotou nodded slightly: "It is said that there are many ancient tombs in the mountains. When it is cloudy and rainy, something will rush out. It rained for three or four days in a row in the past few days, and the river at the entrance of the village swelled a lot.  Water, the wood residue you see are all coffin boards, it¡¯s not unusual for something to come out without a mouth.¡±

    Guo Nanbei knew that Zhou Fanghua¡¯s archaeological team was investigating at the mouth of the river, and it was only a few hundred kilometers away from Zhuping Village. There might indeed be a large group of ancient tombs in the mountainous area of ??southern Sichuan, as rumored.  However, Lao Luotou's calmness surprised him. He felt that he was the kind of country boy who had nothing to do with the world, neither trying hard nor hiding anything.

    "Is this a Maru cultural relic?"

    "Mara? I don't know what Mara is."

    "The Moluo is an ancient nation. Research has found that it was at the same time as the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors that it created a very brilliant Moluo civilization, which is widely distributed in the northwest and Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and other regions." Xiao Weidong has many treasures, but these are the latest "researched" by Zhang Hongwei  scientific results.

    Talking about scientific research results with Lao Luotou was like playing tricks on a cow. He was obviously not interested in Xiao Weidong's explanation. He looked at the sign on the table with cloudy eyes: "This thing is called the soul card. It is said to be used to restrain the soul of old people.  I didn¡¯t say it was the soul of the Komoluo people, but the soul of the tiger guards of King Koxi.¡±

    Folk legends are always mysterious and mysterious. Maybe this is just a cultural phenomenon, so don¡¯t listen to it.  Guo Nanbei held the so-called "soul-binding card" in his hand and smiled to himself: "Is this your local custom? You might as well tell me how to restrain the soul, so that I can learn more."

    A flash of light flashed in Lao Luotou's eyes, but then it became cloudy again: "The young people in the village were restless. When it rained and fogged, they went into the mountains to look for treasures, but they couldn't find them."Guo Nanbei had a sudden impulse because he accidentally discovered that Lao Luotou had smashed the "bell" in Zhuping Village. The piece that was used as a "bell" was made of a material that seemed as hard as iron, let alone broken.  , it cannot be broken even if it is smashed deliberately.  But the fact is that the fragments of the bell were protected by Xiao Weidong.

    This shows what?

    During this visit, many doubts were discovered: Lao Luotou did not sleep in the middle of the night. He was neatly dressed, and there were traces of mud and water on his shoes; he had just come back from outside, and he was injured and walked with a limp;  There was obviously blood on the millstone, and Guo Nanbei discovered the shadow before arriving at the team headquarters yard.

    What¡¯s even weirder is that Lao Luotou told himself a very weird story about the ¡°soul card¡±, which probably means that whoever gets the soul card will die.

    This is an extremely vicious curse!

    Guo Nanbei was very angry, and the consequences were serious.  But what's more serious than this is that the person who attacked him late at night was neither a beast nor a "human". If Chu Nanfei and Zhou Fanghua were around, they would definitely understand.

    "Lao Guo, you are a little self-motivated. Monitoring Lao Luotou will not help solve the problem. He is not a murderer!" Xiao Weidong held up a telescope to observe the dense fog in the mountains: "He said the fog will lift today?"

    Guo Nanbei nodded indifferently: "If the fog really clears, we will advance into the Diegufeng Mountain Area."

    If the fog really clears, Lao Luo Tou must be brought to justice as soon as possible!

    "If the fog really clears, it means that Lao Luotou has some fairy spirit. We must find him as a guide. I think it can be done."

    Xiao Weidong was still thinking about the guide, but the heavy fog in front of him showed no sign of dissipating.

    "Another one rushed out of the river!"

    The mobile sentry in the distance suddenly shouted loudly, and several team members jumped into the river regardless of the biting cold. Guo Nanbei was stunned and watched with his own eyes as the team members brought a body up from the river.

    That is the villager who fell into the underground river in Shilintang!

    The fog in the mountains is still thick and seems to have become a daily sight in the Diegufeng mountainous area, but the visibility has now dropped to about 20 meters.  The mountain peaks are ethereal in the house, and the ancient trees are faintly visible in the fog. The beautiful scenery is really a bit like what is described in "Peach Blossom Spring", but there are no chickens and dogs enjoying each other.

    Throughout the trek, Chu Nanfei did not see any animals.  As for people, they only saw a "Ming Dynasty man" wearing armor who was eaten by peach blossom jellyfish, and the victim who was dug up in the old tomb of Jiulong Temple.

    The hurried journey was like walking on thin ice. Although there was no danger in sight, everyone was concerned.  Since being attacked by the monster in Chu Nanfei's sketch, most of the time has been spent in fear. Everyone knows that there must be unknown creatures hiding in the dark and will attack again at any time.

    But this worry is obviously a little unnecessary. There was no danger along the way, and the opponent disappeared as if he had disappeared from the world.  Giant stalagmites that were as sharp as if they were about to pierce the sky stood in the fog. Chu Nanfei thought he was in the Yunnan Stone Forest.

    While everyone was admiring the beautiful scenery, Liu Jinsheng emerged from the fog: "Boss, the archaeological team has just left!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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