Dong Dafu swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty!
"I bought the Heart Sutra at an antiques fair. I found a layer in the book and took out a copy of it. It was a record of a strange story about a lieutenant in the Song Dynasty."
"That's right! This strange record has many legends among the people. Some people once said that those who have seen this copybook will rarely have a good end... because the name of this copybook is "The Sutra of Persuading Death"!"
Brother Chongzi added a sentence at the right time, which immediately changed Mr. Jiang Hai's expression.
Zhang Fan paid attention to the changes in expressions on the faces of the people present.
It seems that everyone except Dong Dafu knows the meaning of this calligraphy.
Especially Mr. Jiang Hai, because he was sitting next to Zhang Fan, he could easily feel his wildly beating heart.
Immortality is so tempting!
He was thinking in his mind.
At this time, Dong Dafu had already taken out a yellowed scripture from a small wooden box at the bottom of the coffee table.
He unfolded the scripture and took out a very thin piece of paper from it. The paper had turned yellow. When he unfolded it, it was covered with dense handwriting.
Behind it is a very simple map, but one with all the landmarks marked on it!
This is the story of the captain of the Song Dynasty who, after visiting the Beehive Mountain, went home and, after decades of ideological struggle, decided to pass down his extraordinary experiences, so he wrote a biography of himself.
It was mentioned that he studied under a famous general of the Song Dynasty and served as a personal guard for more than ten years. He was later transferred to the governor of Zhenbei. At that time, in order to suppress a rebel force, he led more than 30 cavalrymen under his command and chased them in the deep mountains for a whole day and night.
Due to the heavy fog at night, his horse was frightened by a poisonous snake and took him to a deep canyon. Unexpectedly, he was ambushed by the rebels. He felt his blood was almost drained while fighting. Then he ran to the foot of Honeycomb Mountain and saw this extremely strange mountain.
Before he knew it, both he and his horse fell from a large hole covered with weeds. When he woke up, he found himself in a paradise on earth, filled with alchemists in white Taoist robes. The place was filled with white mist that only existed in the fairyland, as well as all kinds of precious aromas that made people feel refreshed.
His illness improved overnight. After asking around, he found out that this was actually an imperial tomb, but the king was not buried here. Instead, it was occupied by an alchemy sect.
He was lucky enough not to be killed on the spot. After taking two pills, he recovered completely.
Because he was concerned about his wife and children at home, he did not choose to stay in this Honeycomb Mountain. Before leaving, he was given three pills of ammunition. He gave these three pills to his master and old boss, and presented them to the emperor!
Things should have ended here, but he injured his leg in a subsequent war and from then on he could only spend his life in boredom.
But he never expected that someone suspected that he was actually dead and asked him to hand over the map!
He felt that these cultivators had saved his life. If he exposed the route and disturbed the peace, he would be doing something wrong.
So he refused and could never find his way back.
The reason he left this record was that he was somewhat unwilling to give up. In his later years, he said that if he could return to this deep mountain and find the Honeycomb Mountain, and once again seek a treasure to repair his injured leg, perhaps he would not end his life with such hatred.
After reading this handwritten biography, Jiang Hai let out a long sigh of relief.
"This? This is true?"
Panacea, bringing the dead back to life!
This has always been a legendary thing, and now it seems to have appeared again.
At this time, there was a voice in Jiang Hai's heart.
Let him immediately set off for the Honeycomb Mountain marked on the map. Perhaps the opportunity for him to survive this disaster that has cost him a hundred years is here.
Dong Dafu held the yellowed paper in his hands, his eyes somewhat dazzled.
For an ordinary young man like him, the things recorded in this book were like a dream.
And this can be confirmed to be true.
Because it's all well documented!
The story of suppressing bandits is true, and this former captain also existed in history. He really injured a leg and eventually died in Lingnan!
As for this Honeycomb Mountain, as the saying goes, there is nothing strange in the world, so there may be such a place in the primeval forests of the north.
It seemed that everyone present was a little moved.
Brother Chongzi stared at the yellow paper in Dong Dafu's hand, then turned his head and looked solemnly at Jiang Hai who was sitting there!
"Mr. Jiang Hai, you are very noble and never approve of us lowly little people. But I'm afraid you have to change your mind this time, because we have spent 500,000 to buy this map. Dong Dafu will go into the mountains with us as a guide. So Mr. Jiang, if you don't want to miss this opportunity to explore the secrets of life, then you have to go with us! If you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again!"
Dong Dafu looked at Mr. Jiang Hai and said, "Grandpa, I don't want to sell it. It's because my father is sick that I want to sell this picture. Now that Mr. Zhang Fan has given me the money, I am willing to sell this picture to you."
Brother Chongzi, who was standing aside with a smug look on his face, suddenly changed his expression!
"What do you mean? You want to break the contract!"
Zhang Fan stood up after hearing this and said, "Brother Chongzi, right? First come first served is the first served principle. You did offer 500,000 yuan to buy this map, but you can't pay as fast as I do. I have already sent someone to take the Dong family to the south. If you have the guts to ask the Rong family for them, you can try."
When Brother Chongzi heard this, his pupils widened!
The one who was crying seemed to remember something. He stared at Zhang Fan for a few seconds in shock.
"So it's you. How dare you interfere in such matters!"
Zhang Fan shook his head: "I am just an ordinary person. It is natural for me to help those who are in trouble. Besides, I am very interested in this map. Do you want to snatch it from me?"
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Brother Chongzi's forehead!
Not to mention the Rong family, even if it was the local Li family, if they wanted to deal with him, it would only take a word.
How dare he provoke Zhang Fan? So he shook his head and said, "I am to blame for this matter. Just pretend I have never been here! But I have to tell you that Fengbo Mountain is not easy to enter... Because there are mountain spirits and wild monsters living in that mountain. That's all I can say. You guys take care of yourself."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and several big men followed him out the door.
Dong Dafu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly placed the map in his hand in front of Jiang Hai.
Then he looked at Zhang Fan and bowed respectfully. ?
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