Daomu Biji

Chapter 14 Style Thunder (Part 1)

Liu Lisun may never understand how the steel pipe flew out from forty meters away and accurately hit his head.

I thought I could see Mengyoubo kill all the way, knocking down the interceptor, and then appear in front of the old man like a ghost, but he didn't, he chose the most economical and time-saving method.

The distance was very far, so I don’t know how well it was hit, but with this kind of steel pipe and this level of impact, I don’t think it’s going to be any better. Fortunately, it was on the forehead. If it was on the back of the head, it might have exploded directly.

Those people didn't know it at first. It wasn't until the people behind Liu Lisun shouted that everyone slowly stopped. When they saw their boss lying on the ground, they immediately didn't know what to do. The person behind him was holding Liu Lisun up. With a roar, they all retreated, got in the car and left.

Within a minute, everyone had run away, leaving only the crowd watching and a few of us. The fat man's head was covered in blood, and the car on one side was flattened and dented, with dents made by steel pipes all over it. There were even several shoes on the ground.

I watched the van and the crown car leave completely, feeling as if I was dreaming. At this time, the severe pain in my back started to attack, and I almost fell down.

The fat man unbuttoned his shirt and covered his forehead, patted me and asked me to lean towards the car. "We can't stay here, girl. I want to ask if your carriage can still be driven. If it doesn't, we have to hail a taxi. There must be a lot of Liuli Zhang and Liuli Zhao among the people watching here."

"You can drive, but you will definitely be stopped by the traffic police at the intersection," the driver said. He also had a bad look, and the corners of his eyes were badly broken.

"Taxi, bus, whatever. Fatty, I don't want to deal with Leizi." Fatty seemed particularly reliable at this time.

Huo Xiuxiu was still on the phone over there. She hung up the phone and said to the driver, "Xiao Li, you are here to take care of the car." Then she said to us, "Follow me."

The fat man clamped the steel pipe into his suit and pulled out the jade seal from under the seat of the car. I don’t know when he hid it. We followed Xiuxiu and rushed towards the onlookers. Those people got out of the way and we ran into the side road. Follow a path through one neighborhood and onto another road.

There were a few scattered people following us, not even trying to cover up. I felt a bit like a dying zebra looking at the vultures wandering around it in the animal world. Fortunately, as soon as we reached another road, there was another red flag car parked on the side of the road. This time, there were two Jeeps in front and behind, painted in a color that made people feel safe.

We hurriedly got on the bus, and the fat man said, "Girl, why didn't you find someone to clear the way earlier?"

"I didn't expect them to be so anxious and didn't even have the desire to take a look at the situation." The little girl was sitting in the front seat and started to tremble a little at this time. But I could see that she was restrained, and she pulled out a lot of napkins and handed them to the fat man, "My grandma and I can't bring out a team of soldiers at any time."

"Does Liu Lisun know your grandma?" the fat man asked.

The little girl nodded. The fat man was so stung by my action of wiping the wound that he shrank his neck and said, "This old boy dares to take such a risk and go against Lao Jiumen. It seems that he really needs this thing."

"Maybe he just wanted to snatch it back and send it back to the hotel owner."

"Liu Lisun is a rich man. He is so rich that he doesn't know the concept of money. If he wants to get something, he will definitely want to buy it. Robbery is not his strong point. He must be robbing now out of necessity. He must be afraid that if this thing is given to you Take it away, and he won't be able to get it no matter how rich he is." Huo Xiuxiu looked at the jade seal that the fat man had stuffed into his clothes, "What the hell is this? People like him would want it too."

Twenty minutes later, we entered a mysterious courtyard community. There were many red flag cars parked in the community, and there were actually several courtyard houses in the innermost part. We got off the car and went to a health center in the community to do a simple test. of bandaging.

There was a big bruise on my back, and the head of the steel pipe was the worst hit. Fatty’s head was broken, but it was okay.

It looked scary, but it was actually just a scratch. It was cut by the thread of the steel pipe. It was disinfected and put on a plaster.

After finishing it, Huo Xiuxiu took us away. We walked through the community and found that this area was really big. After walking for a long time, we entered an alley and kept walking in. There were winding paths and various towering ancient trees. It grows out of the courtyard on the side, as if you have entered some kind of temple. I never expected that there is such an amazing scenery hidden in a certain community in Beijing. It is really hidden in the city.

When we reached the end of the alley, we entered through a very inconspicuous small door. Inside was a large courtyard. At a glance, we saw an old lady sitting in the courtyard drinking tea. Apparently she came back before us and had been waiting for a long time. .

There was a persimmon tree in the yard, a well underneath, and some very expensive plants on one side. It felt like it used to be the home of a well-off family. The three of us walked in carelessly, and the old lady asked Xiuxiu if she was injured. , Xiuxiu told the story, and then the old lady turned to us and said to us: "Fortunately, our Xiuxiu was not injured, otherwise I would have peeled off your skin." She asked us to sit down.

I chuckled: "You won't light my lamp again after you sit down this time, right?" The old lady looked at me angrily: "I, Mrs. Huo, will not do the same trick twice, and what is it, anyway? There is no need for me to deal with you, I came to you, I am willing to admit defeat, lest you ruin my reputation, and I will take care of our affairs while your heads are still hanging on your necks."

The fat man and I looked at each other and thought, damn it, this old woman probably thinks we have gotten into a big trouble and wants to end our relationship with us quickly. No matter what, everyone gets what they need anyway. I don’t want to have much contact with such a perverse old woman. It’s better to settle it quickly. So he went straight to the point and said, "Then are you willing to tell us?"

"Don't you just want to know why I paid such a high price to buy your style mine?" The old woman stood up, as if to let her go, and then said, "I will leave this matter to others. I won’t say it, but you are also a descendant of the Laojiu Sect, so you are not considered an outsider. However, the other two please stay outside."

This scene happened not once or twice. I winked at the fat man and Menyou Ping. They nodded, and I followed the old woman into the side room. As soon as I entered, I saw that it was a collection room, full of antiques. There are no furnishings, just rows and rows of shelves. Although it looks like an old house, my face feels tingling as soon as I enter. There is static electricity in the air. It seems to have constant temperature and humidity.

All the collectibles were wrapped in newspapers. The old woman took me into the innermost shelves of several shelves. I saw a steel wire pierced through the wall for hanging calligraphy and paintings, but the ones hanging on it were all Lei patterns.

I counted seven in total, and there was a gap between two of them, obviously one was missing. It should be the one I have.

"This is the 'Eighth Layer of Thunder'." The old lady said, "Since you know the style of thunder, you should know what this is."

I nodded, a little surprised. After just one glance, I knew that this was a masterpiece of style, and these seven drawings were actually the design drawings of a building, which was a multi-story building.

The structure of each floor is very clear on the seven sheets of paper, and this building is not an ordinary building. Its bottom floor is the largest, and then it shrinks layer by layer. At first glance, it looks like a tower, but because it is each Each floor is the structure of a building, so it is much larger than a tower, more like the Mayan Pyramid of the Sun. Generally speaking, apart from towers, few ancient buildings are built that high, but it can also be seen that the top part is actually It is already a tower structure, and only the bottom three floors can be called buildings.

"This is a drawing made in the 25th year of Daoguang. The designer should be Lei Siqi." Mrs. Huo said, I have seven pictures here, which are on the first, second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh floors of the building. , the bottom layer should be here. "

"Is there anything strange about this building?" I asked. At first glance, they all looked like ordinary mines. Although it can be seen from the picture, these buildings all have backlight designs, which are similar to the one in my hand. Same as Zhang.

"It may not mean much to other people, but it has special meaning to me." The old lady fiddled with the drawings. "The name of this building is Zhangjia Building. In the 1970s, the drawings of this building began to appear abroad. Nowadays, after being acquired and returned to China, you know that Shizi Lei is an imperial designer and cannot design buildings for the private sector. But if you look at the drawings here, they are completely in the style of private houses. Obviously, there is a connection between this Zhangjialou and Emperor Daoguang or Shizi Lei. What's the story? I had a daughter at the time who was working at the Cultural Affairs Bureau. They had a project related to this building. At the end of 1978, they found this building in Guangxi. I remember it was January 15th. My daughter It was her first trip to Guangxi to participate in an archaeological excavation, and she stayed there for several months."

The old lady turned to look at me, with a hint of desolation in her expression: "I have always wanted to use this opportunity to exercise her abilities, so when she came back, I was very happy to prepare to have a heart-to-heart talk with her. Unexpectedly, she After I came back, my personality suddenly changed."

I was excited when I heard the three words Zhangjialou. I immediately thought of the ancient building at the bottom of Demon Lake. I wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. But as soon as I heard her last words, my mind twitched again.

"Changed?" I asked curiously.

"Yes, after she went to Guangxi, her personality suddenly became very weird. She used to be very cheerful, but after she came back, her personality became very gloomy. She basically stayed in her room and didn't know what she was doing. Something, I secretly watched her a few times and found that she was in the house, drawing something."

Generally speaking, this situation is because she has fallen out of love. I thought to myself, what she painted must be her boyfriend's face.

Mrs. Huo continued to tell me: "I thought she was in love at first, but later I found out that she was not. Because she was on a business trip, I entered her house, and when I saw those paintings, I realized something was wrong. She paused, "They are all pen sketches, and all the drawings are of a building, a very weird building."