Chapter 6 Copper Stick

I was startled by his screams, and my hands couldn't help but pause. At this moment, he rushed over like crazy and knocked me backwards. After I took more than ten steps, I sat down on the ground. Looking at Lao Yang again, he had already picked up the copper stick, quickly wrapped it in cloth, and stuffed it into his backpack.

I was really angry. When he bumped the way, if the direction was slightly off, he would knock me directly into the bonfire. He didn't care and just bumped into it like this, which means that my safety in his heart was not as good as a stick. I sat down and cursed: "Fuck! What are you doing? What's this?! Will it take your life if you take a look?"

Lao Yang's answer was very disgusting. He was stunned for a long time and said, "This... this is a treasure passed down from our family, you outsiders cannot touch it."

When I heard this, I couldn't help but want to have an attack. I clenched my fists before swallowing the breath. When I looked at Lao Yang's expression, it shone, as if I really thought that his excuse could get away with it.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he thought I didn't believe it, and then smiled awkwardly: "Really, I won't lie to you, this thing... was passed on to me by my grandma..."

I couldn't bear it anymore and cursed: "Don't you fucking shit! What baby! Your grandma buried the baby in the Qinling Mountains. Then let you dig it? Lao Yang, we have been having a relationship with Guang's butt since we were young. If you lied to me like this, what's the fucking medicine you took in the earthen kiln!"

When I scolded him, my hand kept pointing at the place he had just dug, making him understand that I already knew everything he had done.

Lao Yang's face suddenly became so ugly that it was so ugly that it was. After a long time, he stuttered: "You... So you already know! Lao Wu, ah... I'm ashamed, actually I don't want to hide it from you."

I sneered. "What do you mean not wanting to hide it from me? You don't want to hide it from me. Did I force you to hide it from me?"

Lao Yang scratched his head and said helplessly: "Don't get angry, things are different from what you think. Listen to my explanation slowly."

I was very angry and thought that there was something different about this kind of thing, but the facts were in front of me. You entered the Qinling Mountains obviously had other purposes. You did not tell me the real situation, but regarded me as an idiot who could be used at will!

In an instant, I even wanted to turn my head and leave and go back overnight, just as if I had never met him, but then I thought about it. There is no benefit in my impulsiveness. Not to mention whether I can find the way back alone, even if I find it, this thing will turn into a thorn, which will at least make me uncomfortable for several months.

So I said coldly: "Okay! I'll listen to your explanation, but it's the same as what I think, and it's up to me to judge it myself."

Lao Yang showed an angry expression on his face. His temper was not good at all. This time he scolded me like this because he was inappropriate and did not say anything back. If it were normal, he might have started fighting.

When I saw his expression, I felt violent, and I couldn't help but feel shocked and reminded myself secretly. You can't force yourself too tightly. He has a gun on his body. If he gets tough, he doesn't know what will happen.

He looked at me with a gloomy face, and it took a long time to calm down. He took out two bottles of soju from his backpack, threw them to me, and took a few sips by himself. Then he said, "Old Hu. I thought that nothing can be destroyed after so many years of friendship. I feel really uncomfortable when you say this to me."

I felt a hint of irony in his words. I was so angry that I said coldly: "Do you think I feel very comfortable? Lao Yi, I tell you, I have never trusted you like I have trusted others. You kid actually used me. It's so bad."

He laughed and said, "Use? What you said is too complicated. In fact, in addition to money, I have another purpose in returning to this Qinling Mountains. This purpose is entirely my personal business. I didn't tell you, that's all, so I'll use you?"

I sarcastically said, "Is this personal purpose to dig out a stick here?"

My mouth was very immoral. Although I was thinking about not to force him too tightly, I couldn't help but throw it away.

Unexpectedly, he nodded solemnly and said, "Yes!"

I heard this and sneered, "Why do you have to do this kind of thing secretly alone? Is there anything you can't tell me? Do you think I'll grab this stick with you?"

He sat down and was silent for a long time before he said, "This story is a long story. This stick is actually my old friend from Jiangxi. I have already told you about the process of it last time, but there is a detail that I didn't tell you. At that time, we tried to move the copper tree but failed, but my old friend insisted that this thing was very unusual, so he sawed a branch with a diamond saw."

I frowned. They were the most inexpensive group in the entire tomb robber class and the largest number. It was very common to destroy a peerless treasure for a few thousand yuan. I pointed to his backpack and asked him: "You mean, that branch is the thing you dug out?"

Lao Yang nodded and continued, "My cousin sawed off this thing, held it close to her body every day, treating it like a treasure, and didn't even let me take a look. He also said that everything else belongs to me, just give it to him. I thought he was too happy at the time, and we didn't pay attention. So we kept rushing out. At the beginning, my cousin just suddenly became a little nervous. Gradually, I found that he seemed to be getting more and more abnormal..."

When Lao Yang said this, he suddenly looked up and asked me: "Lao Wu, do you believe that there is such a thing as a yin person in this world?"

I was stunned when I heard this. It took me a long time to remember what Yin Ren was.

According to legend in my hometown, the so-called Yin people are people who do things for the King of Hell in the world. These people, on the surface, need to eat and sleep like ordinary people, but they can talk to ghosts. There is only one way to distinguish them. That is, when they sleep, their shoes are placed under the bed, and the tip of their shoes faces inward.

Of course, this is just a legend, and there are different versions everywhere. I have always listened to it and never took it seriously, so I shook my head and said that I didn’t understand it.

Lao Yang continued, "My cousin, since he took the branch of the copper tree, began to change to the ground, a little nervous. He always said that he heard... Someone was talking around him, but you know, at that time, there were only two of us, in this ghost place. There would definitely be no one to speak, but I could hear him. The situation became more and more serious. Until we walked out of the mountains, he could not only hear people talking, but also see some strange shadows. I wanted my cousin to see a psychiatrist. But he was a very superstitious person and didn't listen to me hungry. He concluded that he was chosen by the King of Hell. He became a yin man. All he saw and heard were lonely ghosts in the world."

I said: "Audibility hallucinations and hallucinations are serious schizophrenia."

Lao Yang smiled and said to me: "Actually, before he was imprisoned, he was already very abnormal. He often said some inexplicable words and talked to the air. Once, in the hotel restaurant, he ordered a table of dishes alone and insisted that the waiter serve four sets of tableware, saying that he was having dinner with three friends. However, in fact, there was no one sitting in the other three seats. He was so excited that he scared the waiter to death."

I heard this and felt a chill on my back, "Do you think he is schizophrenia? Is this stick causing the ground?"

Lao Yang said, "I don't know. But in that fight, I went all the places with him. I touched everything he touched, but I never touched the branch of the copper tree from beginning to end. So, I think his schizophrenia should be related to this stick."

He continued with confusion when he saw it, "When we came back that time, the last stop was this shack. Like you, I got up in the middle of the night and found that my cousin was missing. Later, when I went out to look for it, I found that he was filling the soil at the place where I just stood."

He paused and asked, "Old Wu, tell me the truth. If I told you about this matter early in the morning, would you agree to me dig out this thing?"

I was speechless when he asked, and I asked myself in my heart. The answer was obvious. If I had known about this in advance, I would not only not touch the stick, but I would not let Lao Yi touch it even if I beat it to death.

Lao Yang took out a cigarette and smiled and said, "I think I know your personality very well, so I got up secretly in the middle of the night. I really don't want to lie to you, but if you let you know these things, you will definitely not let me go. Do you understand now?"

I was so robbed by him that I couldn't speak. It took a long time to say, "Just pretending that what you said makes sense, but if you do this, you'll also-" I wanted to ask him what he wanted to lie to me about the pistol, but when I saw him take out the gun, aim it at his cigarette, and pull the trigger with a click, a ball of green flame rushed out.

He took two puffs, lit the cigarette, and said, "It's a bit wrong for me to do this, but it's not serious yet. I'm going to be sentenced to death, right?"

I had nothing to say, but I didn't expect that at the end of the matter, it was me who was too confusing to say anything. I changed the subject and asked him: "What are you going to do now? Are you going to take the risk of touching this stick?"

Lao Yang showed a very strange expression and said softly: "I don't know. Although I am wearing gloves, as soon as my hand touches this stick, I feel a special feeling, as if there are more than two of us in this shack...!"
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