Chapter 139 Jinjiang First Launch

Lame Brother was determined not to say anything, so Bai Mian did not press him any further. However, she knew in her heart that this matter must be made clear. If Lame Brother was really the one with the case, 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 was always a chance of something happening. She once said that she would not force herself on a person unless he or she was willing, 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 quietly 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 do it?"

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 wages. Do you hear me?" Hearing that his wages would 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 to draw numbers. There were already a lot of people 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 and started to draw numbers.

Today, three predestined partners were drawn again. After the numbers were drawn, Lame Brother no longer made the usual teasing and greetings. He lazily sat back in his seat by the window, and Bai Mian's eyes were always on him.

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 Miss Yang before, so low, silent, and unhappy. Why would anyone sitting there become like that? Is there some kind of 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 Lame Brother? 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 this 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. Both his parents are 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. You can tell from his current condition that he was not born with a disability, but became disabled later. 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 could not hear. Bai Mian fell into thought. 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. If a person has health problems, his emotions will also become abnormal. His current physical condition has become uncomfortable enough. You must not ask any more questions."

Bai Mian nodded: "I understand, Master."

Just as the two finished their whisper, the first host of the day sat down in front of the 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 and asked, "Master, let me confirm with you, are you sure you won't capture my face in this live broadcast?"

"Yes," Bai Mian said, "The camera will only capture your wrists, and the sound will be processed with a voice changer. You can use a pseudonym when you speak. 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 Yuanzhu, Bai Mian closed the live broadcast room which had just been opened for a short time, and the live broadcast room was filled with wailing.

Seeing that Bai Mian had turned off the live broadcast room, the man sitting opposite him began to speak confidently. 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 exploring. By the way, Master, you said 'also', is there anyone else who went there?"

Bai Mian shrugged his shoulders: "This legend has spread so widely. Now that the tomb has been revealed, I estimate that half of the people in the county have been there. So, did they return empty-handed?"

The man nodded awkwardly. Only then did he remember to introduce himself: "Oh, by the way, Master, my name is Yi Yang, the same as in the past. These are my friends, members of my expedition team, hehe, you know."

Bai Mian said bluntly: "Are they the ones who helped you rob the grave? Did you pay 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 done this! We are equals, but I was the one who organized this. Everyone worked with me for several days, but now I have nothing left. I have to give everyone an explanation."

Bai Mian: "What do you mean by explanation?"

Guo Yiyang laughed dryly again: "Master, I would like to ask you to help calculate where the things in Du Dasheng's tomb have gone. Is 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 had the things, you would immediately go looking for that person. Wouldn't a tomb robbery turn into a fight?"

Guo Yiyang immediately waved his hands: "No, no, Master, what are you thinking? Thieves have their own code of conduct. We have our own rules. Once this thing is unearthed, it belongs to whoever gets it. We will never steal it again. We came to ask you today just because we want to die with a clear conscience."

"Okay," Bai Mian lifted his chin, "Then you two can start by telling me about your experiences in the tomb."

Guo Yi Yang was not vague either and started speaking on the spot. It was obvious that he had a lot of grievances to vent.

"When Du Dasheng was buried, he brought along a lot of expensive burial objects, which almost bankrupted 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 discovered 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 fear. 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 this news. Most people just treat it as a joke. Only a poor unemployed vagrant like me would take it seriously. I called a few friends who were 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 get a lot."

"Then we set off. The mud on the mountain was almost dry. We drove up 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 lot of work, but the result disappointed us -"

Guo Yiyang rubbed his hands, as if he felt disappointed even thinking about the scene now: "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 ahead 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. This place 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. There are only some common burial objects inside, such as paper figures and horses, incense tables and incense burners. They are not worth anything at all. We searched around but found nothing. One of my friends 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 start, I found that the coffin lid was movable. It was very light and there were no nails around it. It was like a sliding cover on a mobile phone. It could be pushed open at will."