Chapter 139 Jinjiang Debut
Lame Brother refused to speak, so Bai Mian did not press him any further. However, she knew in her heart that this matter had to be made clear. If Lame Brother was really the one with the crime, then both the master and his wife would be implicated.
After spending some time together, Bai Mian felt that Que Ge was not a bad person, but there is always a chance of something happening. She once said that she would not force someone to take her pulse if they did not want to, but it seemed that she would have to make an exception this time.
In order to avoid alarming Lame Brother, Bai Mian retracted her gaze and calmly changed the subject. She turned to look at Weng Xuhua: "Master, will you grant him leave?"
Weng Xuhua sighed in frustration: "Need I say this? I am old, not confused. If he wants to commit a crime, how can I let him go?"
The corners of Lame Brother's mouth drooped suddenly. Weng Xuhua said to him, "Behave yourself, boy. If something really happens, I won't be able to explain to your parents. Listen to me, you just work hard in the store these few days and don't go anywhere, otherwise I will deduct your salary. Do you hear me?" When he heard that his salary was going to be deducted, Lame Brother became obedient. He agreed reluctantly, then went back to the window and continued to stare at the medicine stove in a daze. It was obvious that he was still plotting something in his mind.
Soon it was time for the lottery. There were already a lot of people gathered outside the door. Because he was distracted, Lame Brother actually missed the time. It was not until he heard the loud complaints of fans outside the door that he walked out the door to start the lottery.
Today, three benefactors were again chosen through the lottery. After the numbers were drawn, Lame Brother no longer teased or greeted people as usual. He lazily sat back in his seat by the window, with Bai Mian's eyes fixed on him the entire time.
After noticing Bai Mian's gaze, Weng Xuhua said, "Are you two angry? Don't worry, you said that with good intentions, he will understand. Besides, he is not a petty person, he will probably forget about it by noon."
"No," Bai Mian shook his head and said, "I was thinking, his current mood is similar to that of Sister Yang before, so low, silent, and unhappy. Why would anyone sitting there become like that? Is there some curse on that position?"
Weng Xuhua laughed: "Look at you, you are talking nonsense, my place is very clean, how can there be any magic spell?"
"Master, how long have you known Brother Lame? Do you know his past? What kind of person is he?" Bai Mian asked.
Weng Xuhua thought for a moment and said, "Ah... since you asked me so suddenly, I really can't tell you. He has been working here for many years. I know he is the only son in the family. His parents are both locals. Although they are old, they are in good health. The relationship between the three of them is very harmonious. He has a good personality, is cheerful and talkative, and likes to make friends. It's just that he is a bit talkative sometimes, which makes people dislike him easily, but he has a good heart."
"As for his past... I don't know. Just look at his current condition and you'll know that he wasn't born disabled, but became disabled later in life. Something must have happened. Life is not easy for anyone, so why should I expose someone's scars?"
Weng Xuhua spoke in a low voice, so the lame brother in the distance couldn't hear him. Bai Mian fell into thought, and Weng Xuhua added, "My little apprentice, you have been with me for too short a time, and you have never personally treated a patient. You don't know how much suffering there is in this world. When a person's health is in trouble, his emotions will also become abnormal. His current physical condition is already uncomfortable enough. You must not ask any more questions."
Bai Mian nodded: "I understand, Master."
Just as the two finished their whisper, the first client of the day sat down in front of the pulse diagnosis table in a carefree manner. Behind him was a group of burly men who looked like they were up to no good. Although Lame Brother was in a low mood, when he saw this scene, he immediately stood in front of Bai Mian to prevent these people from doing anything to Bai Mian.
Bai Mian spoke first: "What do you want to ask?"
The man sitting on the chair laughed dryly, then asked, "Master, let me confirm with you, are you sure my face won't be captured in this live broadcast?"
"Yes," Bai Mian said, "The camera will only capture your wrist, and the sound will be processed with a voice changer. You can use a pseudonym when you narrate. Of course, if you are worried about leaking your privacy, I can temporarily close the live broadcast room."
The man immediately said, "Then I'd better turn it off. I want to protect my privacy."
"OK."
In order to show respect to the client, Bai Mian closed the live broadcast room which had not been open for long, and the room was filled with wailing.
Seeing that Bai Mian had turned off the live broadcast room, the man sitting opposite him began to speak with confidence. Since there were many people watching, the man deliberately lowered his voice:
"Master, have you heard of the treasure of Wulong Mountain?"
When he heard that what he wanted to consult was related to Wulong Mountain, Lame Brother immediately perked up. He let down his guard, pulled a chair from the side, sat next to Bai Mian and prepared to eat the melon with relish.
Bai Mian smiled: "What a coincidence, I just heard about it this morning. How come you are also part of the tomb-robbing team?"
The man said nervously, "Hey, why are you saying it so harshly? That's not called tomb robbing, that's called exploration. By the way, Master, you said 'also', is there anyone else who went there?"
Bai Mian shrugged: "This legend has spread so widely. Now that the tomb has been discovered, I guess half of the people in the county have been there. How is it? Did you come back empty-handed?"
The man nodded awkwardly, and then he remembered to introduce himself: "Oh, by the way, Master, my name is Yi Yang, I've been there before, and these are my friends, members of my expedition team, hehe, you know."
Bai Mian said bluntly: "Are they the people who helped you rob the tomb? Did you hire them, or did you go there as a group?"
Guo Yiyang: "We went there as a group. How could I afford to hire them? If I had money, I wouldn't have used it for this! We are equals, but I was indeed the one who organized this. Everyone worked with me for a few days, but now we are left with nothing. I have to give everyone an explanation."
Bai Mian: "What do you mean by explanation?"
Guo Yiyang laughed dryly a few more times: "Master, I would like to ask you to help calculate where the things in Du Dasheng's tomb have gone. Was this legend false from the beginning, or have the things been taken away? If it is the latter, you can tell us and let us give up, then this matter will be over. Otherwise, we will always be worried and unable to sleep at night."
Bai Mian found it a little funny. Did these people think she was a fool?
She tilted her head and said, "If I really told you who got the things, you would immediately go find that person. Wouldn't a tomb robbery turn into a fight?"
Guo Yiyang immediately waved his hand: "No, no, Master, what are you thinking? There are also rules for thieves. We have our own rules. Once this thing is unearthed, it belongs to whoever gets it. We will never steal it again. We come to ask you today just because we want to die with a clear mind."
"Okay," Bai Mian held up his chin, "Then tell me about your experiences in the tomb first."
Guo Yi Yang was not vague and started talking on the spot. It was obvious that he had a lot of grievances but had no place to vent them.
"When Du Dasheng was buried, he brought expensive burial objects with him, which almost emptied the entire Du family. I'm sure you've heard this story, so I won't waste any more words. I'll start from the rainy season. After the rainy season, someone found Du Dasheng's tomb on the mountain. He was frightened, and after he came down the mountain, his friends asked him to drink to calm his nerves. Once he drank too much, he told everyone what he saw on the mountain, and then the news gradually spread."
"In fact, after so much time, many people already know about this news. Most people just treat it as a joke. Only an unemployed vagrant like me who is crazy about money would take it seriously. I called a few friends who are in need of money like me, and we agreed to divide the things we got equally. I thought that the Du family is so rich, even if more people share it, I will not get less."
"Then we set off. The mud on the mountain was almost dry. We drove to the mountain and then walked into the village. We all carried large and small bags with various tools in them. We originally planned to do a big job, but the result disappointed us -"
Guo Yiyang rubbed his hands, as if he felt disappointed when he recalled the scene. "The hole on the ground is very big, almost as big as a car. It can be said that the entire tomb has been completely exposed. There is no need to find an entrance. I knew it was not good at first glance. There must be more than one group of people who came here. But there is nothing we can do about it. Who made us get the news too late?"
"Despite this, I still held out a glimmer of hope. Maybe the people before me didn't find the treasure? With this thought in mind, we entered the cave. It was daytime and sunlight was shining into the cave. I didn't need a flashlight to see the surroundings of the tomb. It had been explored by people, and the ground was full of muddy footprints. The more I looked, the heavier my heart became."
"This tomb is very big, but other than being big, there is almost nothing to say about it. There are only some common funerary objects in it, such as paper figures, paper horses, incense tables and incense burners. They are not valuable at all. We searched around but found nothing. One of my guys was so angry that he kicked over the incense burner in the tomb."
"Finally, our eyes were all focused on the coffin in the center of the tomb. Since there was nothing in the tomb, the burial objects could only be in the coffin. We took out our tools and prepared to pry open the coffin lid. But before we could do anything, I discovered that the coffin lid was movable. It was very light, and there were no nails around it. It was like a sliding phone, and it opened with a simple push."
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