Old Dog Wu was a talkative person.
These years, he had traveled far and wide, digging coffins, and had seen many capable people. He had also heard of countless strange things.
It was rare to meet someone who was on good terms with him, so he couldn't stop talking for a moment.
From Tiannan to Haibei.
Feng Bai also had to listen to this for fun. There were many things that even he had never heard of.
As he spoke, Old Dog Wu started to talk about the matter of leaving Changsha City.
Among the Nine Clans and Nine Families, Old Dog Wu was the most knowledgeable person in terms of information about Old Keng. No one dared to admit that he was second.
Even Lord Zhang had to get information about the big fight from him.
It was almost the end of the year, and there were countless people making a living under the Wu family.
He thought that since he had nothing to do at home in this world of ice and snow, he might as well bring his employees out to earn some money.
He had his own way of doing things.
He sent people to the downtown area to listen to the news and then summarized them one by one.
After a few days, he really discovered something strange.
About ten miles away from Changsha City, there was a place called the Lower River.
Since ancient times, this generation had been poor and remote. Famine was rampant these days, and people starved to death everywhere, especially in the countryside.
However, not only did no one starve to death in the past two years, but every family had extra money to live on.
Old Dog Wu sent someone to investigate and found that there were people coming to Changsha's pawn shops and antique shops every once in a while.
He pondered and knew that there must be something hidden here.
He went to the pawnshop to take a look and found that the items must have smelled.
Old Dog Wu finally understood.
It seemed that the people from Xiahe Village had entered the mountains to fight, and their background was not small.
Braving the snow, the group rushed down the river and walked a few rounds along the mountain. The three-inch nail sniffed through the soil and realized that there really was something down there.
Below it was a general's tomb from the Southern Song Dynasty.
Moreover, no one had touched that bucket. The people of Xiahe Village had only dug a burial pit. They had not entered the real main tomb at all.
As the old saying goes, the royal mausoleums of the Sui and Tang Dynasties and the tombs of the generals under the tombs of the Song and Song Dynasties.
During the Sui, Tang, and Song Dynasties, the national treasury was at its peak. Gold, porcelain, and jade were endless, and countless funerary objects were buried with them.
Old Dog Wu couldn't hold it in anymore after hearing this news.
He immediately led his men to dig coffins in the mountains and found many rare items.
This had just ended. They had returned to the city from the river and encountered a snowstorm that sealed the mountain. They decided to stop and rest in this dilapidated temple.
When Old Dog Wu said this.
Feng Bai subconsciously glanced around and found that there were indeed many wooden boxes piled up in the corner of the dilapidated temple. They should be the funerary objects taken from the general's tomb.
He knew that the Wu family had been operating in Changsha for many years and had their own distribution channels.
"Lord Fifth can have a fat new year this time.”
Hearing his words, the smile in Old Dog Wu's eyes deepened, but there was not much pride on his face. He just shook his head.
"It's alright. After all, a group of people are eating with us.”
What he said was true.
With this general's tomb, it was more than enough to feed some workers.
After all, 70% of the funerary objects that were found belonged to him, and the remaining 30% was the future that the shop assistant had exchanged for with his life.
Feng Bai casually glanced at them. He estimated that those funerary objects could be exchanged for at least tens of thousands of dollars.
Even though it was said that antiques were in the golden age of the chaotic world, there were many rich people who played with ancient artifacts. It was just a matter of how much they bid.
Moreover, money was valuable these days. A virgin girl was only worth a few taels of silver. Tens of thousands of taels of silver were enough to raise an army.
"I still don't know where little brother came from."
After chatting for a long time, Old Dog Wu suddenly asked.
"Feng Bai!"
"This surname is rare. Little Brother Feng, you're not from Changsha City, right?”
Feng Bai knew that a Jianghu person like Old Dog Wu had a pair of sharp eyes. He could see through a person's heart as if he was looking at a funerary object. He could tell 70 to 80 percent of the age of the patina.
And it didn't seem like they were in Bottle Mountain.
The Old Nine Gates of Changsha City took the southern path. Although he had inherited the skills of the Hair Hill Lieutenant General, he did not have the Dao that was engraved in his bones like Chen Yulou and Francolin Whistle.
Who knew if he would be blamed for what happened hundreds of years ago?
Furthermore, when it was his first time leaving the mountain, Feng Bai had used an alias to be cautious.
"My hometown is Wu Mountain."
"Coffin Gorge of Mount Wu?"
Old Dog Wu pondered for a moment when he heard Wu Shan's name. Soon, his eyes lit up and his face was filled with surprise.
"I once heard that there were people who could take hanging coffins and funerary objects from a cliff that was hundreds of feet high in Coffin Gorge of Wu Mountain since ancient times.”
"Lord Dog Five is very knowledgeable and amazed.”
Feng Bai neither admitted nor denied it. He only smiled and said.
Old Dog Wu was a smart person. Since he asked this question, it meant that he definitely knew about the Mountain Guardian.
As expected.
After he said this, Old Dog Wu's eyes suddenly had a hint of respect.
In the business of fighting, one's skills spoke for themselves.
Feng Bai was the Mountain Guardian, and he had just returned from the Ancient Tomb of Pingshan. His words were also very knowledgeable. In Old Dog Wu's heart, his status had already risen to the same level as his.
In addition, he was usually keen to make friends with capable people in the martial arts world.
For a moment, there was a hint of coaxing in his words.
Da da ~
Just as the two of them were talking, the sound of hurried horse hooves suddenly came from outside the dilapidated temple.
"Go and see what's going on?"
Old Dog Wu frowned and waved his hand behind him.
Immediately, a waiter walked out and prepared to go outside to investigate the situation.
However, he had only taken a few steps when a figure covered in snow rushed in.
"Fifth Master, something happened."
As soon as he entered, the man almost fell to the ground, but he still said in a hurry.
Looking at his body covered in mud and sweating profusely, he knew that he had risked his life to rush here.
"What happened?"
Old Dog Wu looked at the person and immediately recognized him. It was actually one of his shop assistants.
Before he came out, he had instructed that there would be someone in charge of everything.
Now that the shop assistant had chased him all the way from the city, it was obvious that something big had happened.
"Lord Zeng sent someone to inform you to hurry back to the city. He said that…there was a ghost carriage entering the city. He and Lord Myna had already gone to take a look in advance.”
The waiter did not dare to delay and quickly told him the whole story.
However, when he heard this, Feng Bai's heart could not help but skip a beat. The ghost carriage had entered the city. This meant that the incident at the mine had happened.
"Ghost car?"
Old Dog Wu's expression was also ugly, but he could not think of any details.
However, he had a premonition that this matter was strange and probably not a good one.
He did not have the time to rest. He stood up from the fire and swept his gaze across the dozen or so workers around him." Let's go back to the city. I want to see what's going on."”
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Feng Bai.
"Little Brother Feng, if there's nothing else, why don't you come with me? It'll be good to have a helper.”
Feng Bai had been waiting for him to say this. How could he refuse now? He also stood up from the ground.
"Since Fifth Master has already said so, if I don't go, wouldn't I be disrespecting you?”
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