Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

Chapter 114 Li Boyu's letter, breaking the pot

"Brother, do you want to learn Kung Fu from Master Wu?"

"That's probably going to be difficult. At our ages, we're past the best age to learn Kung Fu."

"Mr. Wu probably won't accept us."

Martial arts practice places great emphasis on childhood skills.

Just talking about tendon pulling, you have to start when you are young.

It becomes difficult to pull out the tendons when you get older.

Not to mention that after adulthood, the body becomes stiff and many Kung Fu moves are difficult to learn correctly.

Therefore, most skilled martial artists do not accept older disciples.

"I'm not really becoming your disciple, I'm just learning some self-defense skills."

"Is that so? Then I'll go back and ask my uncle. He has a good relationship with Master Wu and should be able to help."

After chatting, we lay on the bed for a while.

Only after hearing the sound of Song Weiguo cooking did we slowly get up and wash up.

When we finished breakfast and were about to leave, Li Boyu came over.

"Xiao Song, let me borrow your place. I want to talk to Xiao Chen."

"Bishop, just use it."

Song Weiguo took his family out of the house.

Cui Hao was also pulled out by him.

There were only Li Boyu and I left in the room.

I asked curiously, "Mr. Li, what can I do for you?"

"When we were chatting yesterday and you mentioned the professor at Northwestern University, I thought about it all night and decided I had to ask for your help."

Li Boyu took out an envelope and said this.

The envelope is made of kraft paper and looks quite old.

“This has been weighing on my mind for a long time.”

"I graduated from Fu Jen Catholic University and came back to spread the gospel of the Lord. Later, I met Ma Jiye through an introduction."

“He is also a believer in the Lord, so we had a great conversation.”

“After we got to know each other, he donated a lot of money to me to help me spread the gospel of the Lord.”

"Later, he asked me to help collect legends from all over the world and do my part to protect ancient culture."

"I agreed without giving it much thought."

"The result...Alas!"

Li Boyu lowered his head and sighed heavily.

A huge wave of emotion surged in my heart.

I didn't expect to meet someone who had met Ma Jiye in the countryside.

Fundamentally speaking, if Ma Jiye had not hired Tuoye's family to find the tomb of the King of Bi State, I would not have been involved in this cause and effect and ended up being cursed.

"What's the result?" I asked nervously.

"I collected many legends for him, but he was still not satisfied. As a result, he wanted me to help him organize tomb robbery!"

"How could I do such a thing that would be detrimental to my ancestors? I refused it on the spot."

"He said that even if I stopped, there would be others willing to do the job, and then he stopped donating to me."

"Later, I found out he was a spy."

"I wanted to tell everyone about it, but I was afraid... so I kept it to myself."

"Now that I am in poor health and dying, I must finally tell this story to let people know."

Li Boyu put the letter into my hands with shaking hands.

"I want to entrust this letter to you. When I die, please give it to the history professor you know."

"Please ask him to find a way to record it after reading it, so that future generations will know Ma Jiye's crimes and remember this historical criminal!"

I suddenly felt that the envelope in my hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

It can be seen that Li Boyu hated Ma Jiye's deception of him.

I guess the legends he collected may have helped Ma Jiye accomplish some of his tomb-robbing activities.

However, he was resentful because of the tomb robbery, and after decades of twists and turns, he finally handed the letter to me, a tomb robber.

Is God kidding me?

Or is it that the cause and effect between Ma Jiye and me, spanning time, is changing?

"Don't worry, Mr. Li, I will definitely give the letter to that professor."

"But I'm a little curious, did Ma Jiye organize people to rob tombs in the end?"

Li Boyu clenched his fists, his breathing became rapid, and anger appeared on his face.

"Of course I stole it!"

"From what I've heard, he hired at least four tomb-robbing teams to search for ancient tombs in Baoji, Xianyang, Xi'an, and Weinan!"

"Those tomb robbers he hired were all very powerful figures back then."

"I even reported it to the authorities, but unfortunately, in those days no one wanted to take care of the matter. They just sent someone to go through the motions."

"But justice will always prevail. Not long after, there was no news of the four tomb-robbing teams."

"Later, I asked someone and they said that the four tomb-robber gangs all met with disaster and died in the tomb for various strange reasons."

"Since then, there has been no news about Ma Jiye, and I no longer care about this matter."

"Until I met you, all those past events surged up in my heart again. I think I still have to face what I have to face, so that I can meet the Lord with a sincere heart..."

After chatting for another ten minutes, Li Boyu looked tired.

"please."

“The Spirit of the Lord is like the sun, shining upon you forever.”

After seeing Li Boyu off, Cui Hao and I packed up and left.

On the way, Cui Hao asked curiously, "What did Old Man Li say to you? He was so mysterious."

"Give me a letter."

"What letter is it? Take it out and let me see it."

I'm also curious about the content of the letter.

But Li Boyu just told me to give it to Professor Zhang to look at, without saying whether I could see it.

So I was quite conflicted about whether to open it and read it.

After all, this is opening someone else's letter privately.

"He didn't say whether we could watch it, so..."

"If it doesn't say it can't be done, then it can be done. Hurry up and take a look." Cui Hao urged repeatedly.

I think so too.

Since he gave it to me and didn't say I couldn't look at it, there's nothing wrong with taking a look.

Moreover, the letter is related to Ma Jiye. What if it contains news about Black Tai Sui or Baang Snake?

I took out the envelope, opened it, and pulled out the yellowed letter paper inside.

As soon as the letter was unfolded, we both stared at each other.

"Hold!"

"Why is it still a letter in a foreign language?"

I finally understood why Li Boyu didn't ask me to watch it.

I guess they knew I didn't understand English, so I wouldn't be able to understand it even if I wanted to.

"Mr. Li went to a church school since he was young, so it's normal for him to know foreign languages. I need to take this letter back and ask Sister Nan to help me look at it."

"Let's hurry to Zhitun Village."

We quickened our pace and headed towards Zhitun Village in the south.

A hundred meters away from the entrance of Zhitun Village, I heard the sad music played by suona.

Apparently someone was having a funeral.

Dozens of tables were set up on the main road of the village, which was a buffet prepared for funerals.

Such a large banquet was quite common in the 1990s.

But these days, it’s hard to set up a banquet with dozens of tables even for a wedding.

Usually, setting up a few tables and inviting close friends and relatives is considered a decent event.

"This banquet is so big, is there a millionaire in the village?" Cui Hao whispered.

I looked at the people waiting for their meals.

Everyone had a smile on their face, without a trace of sadness, as if they came just for the feast.

In an instant, a possibility occurred to me.

Eat up the whole family!

Only when the whole family is wiped out would such a grand banquet be set up.

Because I wanted to shut up the villagers.

I pulled Cui Hao towards the mourning shed and whispered, "I think he's eating out his family. Keep quiet later."

"Let's go to the mourning shed first and see what's going on."

"Oh, good."

We walked to the front of the mourning shed, where several people in mourning were talking in low voices.

"The seventh son left behind a daughter. Tomorrow, Fuwang will break the basin and beat the banner at the funeral."

"Why should Fuwang smash the pot? It should be my Fuxing who should smash the pot!"