Xiao Li, you have a history of studying philosophy

Mr. Wei smiled and asked. At this moment, he did not look like a remote village head. He was completely an old man with profound knowledge living in the mountains.

Li Zewen smiled and shook his head, never studying. He learned language in four years of college, and his minor in language. All his feelings and insights come from life.

After pondering for a while, Mr. Wei lay down again, shook his palm-leaf fan again, and said, "You can drink my tea to this philosophy. If you have any questions, just ask me."

Li Zewen smiled slightly, thought for a moment, and asked directly, "I want to know why your father passed away because of the old village chief."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Wei suddenly asked, "I heard that you married a South China tiger that you didn't grow up a few days ago. The woman was a Persian cat. The scene was very grand, and it was even more grand than a human wedding."

Suddenly, Li Zewen nodded, there was indeed such a thing.

Mr. Li is also a strange man. Mr. Wei smiled slightly. I believe what you want to know is what he wants to know. What I said is right

The old village chief guessed correctly, and Mr. Li Mai was also quite interested. Li Zewen answered half truthfully.

Nodded slowly, Mr. Wei said, "In your opinion, the reason for my father's death should be because of it."

Li Zewen said that it was neither because of the South China tigers that were raging at that time nor because of disease.

Mr. Wei smiled and said, OK, you can continue to analyze it, let me listen.

Any analysis must be based on sufficient materials. Li Zewen smiled and said, "To be honest, I have indeed done some investigations. Based on the analysis of the information in my hands, I am not sure that your father's death is related to the criticism and confrontation at that time, but I personally think that there is a great possibility."

Why

Maybe it's intuition.

Mr. Wei pondered, shook his palm-leaf fan and looked at the locust tree, and the memories gradually became clear.

Forget it, the rumors in the village have been around for twenty or thirty years. I am ninety years old this year and I am still strong, but I don’t know when I have to see the founder of the founding father. Mr. Wei said slowly, I thought the secret was still brought into the coffin. There is no shortage of this secret in the world, and the mountain village does not need any truth. Unexpectedly, this day came.

Li Zewen suddenly realized keenly that Mr. Wei was definitely not as Gu Tonggang said, and he knew nothing about his father's secrets. On the contrary, he must have known it very clearly.

Fortunately, he was patient and accompanied him for a while, otherwise it would have been extremely difficult to arouse Mr. Wei's feelings. It would be even less important to understand the truth of the matter.

I have killed someone, do you believe Mr. Wei suddenly said.

Li Zewen was secretly surprised, but he was not an ordinary person. He quickly calmed down and faced Mr. Wei's eyes that suddenly became very sharp. He nodded slowly, maybe he believed it.

Mr. Wei's eyes suddenly calmed down, he smiled slightly, stood up, and said, "Follow me."

Without hesitation, Li Zewen stood up and followed him along the path beside the village toward the back of the village. Along the way, he felt that he was heading towards the truth. The feeling made people feel more and more calm after being excited. Perhaps the so-called treasure was completely beyond his expectations.

Gold, silver and jewelry should not be.

After walking to the village, Li Zewen looked up and saw that there was a mountain bun behind the school. There was a thatched house for piled up firewood. There were just a few rows of natural trees in the middle, blocking the view from the school.

At first glance, there is nothing strange. When you look closely, in the eyes of Li Zewen, a veteran, you will soon find that this thatched house is an extremely unobtrusive place, because the terrain is low and the surrounding houses and trees are more distinctive. What's more important is that the thatched house is very cleverly integrated with the surrounding environment.

It seems simple, but it must be a carefully selected place.

The treasure you mentioned is here.

Standing in front of the thatched house, Mr. Wei said in a deep voice, your guess is very accurate. My father was neither killed in the tiger's mouth nor died of illness, but was criticized and fought to death.

Pointing to the thatched house, Mr. Wei said, "His death is in exchange for this pile of things, all below."

Li Zewen quickly connected the clues, basically affirming the authenticity that Mr. Wei said. Only in this way can everything be natural.

In order to save this pile of things, I killed many people. Mr. Wei smiled coldly and said, "The 90-year-old man in Shanli Village is either a murderer or an accomplice." Do you know why?

After a pause, he said, I didn’t know how the storm was spreading, and several waves of bandits came overnight. Later, I realized that the remnants of bandits who had not been completely wiped out by the People’s Army flew here. They didn’t know where they heard that there were treasures in the mountain village, and all of them came. That year, I just turned eighteen years old and took all the young and middle-aged people in the village to fight with the bandits. The bandits were beaten away, and the young and middle-aged people in the village were also seriously injured. Otherwise, what you saw today would not be a small village of only twenty or thirty families.

You said, are we considered murderers

Li Zewen was solemn and said, Mr. Wei, you are heroes.

After slowly waved his hand, Mr. Wei opened the door of the thatched house and said, "What treasure is preserved by so many people after they died. I didn't know at that time. Because my father had a will, it would take ten years to open the door. Ten years later, I opened the door under the witness of several old men. There was an underground hole that was ventilated and dry all year round. Can you guess what it was inside?

Looking at the faint smile on Mr. Wei's face, he seemed helpless, and felt a little emotional, and even more prolonged, Li Zewen seemed to realize something, and his face suddenly became solemn.

There is no doubt that this thatched house covers a very well-digged basement suitable for storing things for a long time. Only then did Li Zewen realize the real reason why Mr. Wei's father chose here. It is ventilated everywhere and the surface is dry, which is the most suitable.

As Mr. Wei walked in, Mr. Wei easily moved a pile of firewood away. He didn't know where he touched the door. An entrance was slowly opened on the ground, and a ladder extended down, but it was done so fine.

A cool wind blew out from the entrance, and Li Zewen immediately concluded that this basement must have a very complete ventilation system.

Following Mr. Wei carefully, he actually pulled the light and turned on the light. When Li Zewen stood still and looked at the basement which was 70 square meters in size, he was completely shocked.

The so-called treasures have nothing to do with gold, silver and jewelry. They are all a bunch of ancient books.
Chapter completed!