Chapter 1: The Black Market Town (1)

  Qin Zhong looked at the sleeping Da Ya and Guo Da Fu, shook his head, and went out. As soon as he arrived in the hall of the archives building, he was stopped by two police officers. The three people entered a reception room to discuss some matters. Qin Zhong also showed the police something, after which the police called the National Security Bureau, summoning several people. After nearly an hour of conversation with Qin Zhong, the police and security personnel left together, only then did Qin Zhong let out a sigh of relief.

  He went to the office on the second floor, picked up the pen that his grandfather and father had used before, and began writing about the experience of the 137 caves. Within a few weeks after that, the construction site was ordered to be shut down by the government. Although the boss of the developer later tried to find trouble with Qin Zhong in various ways, they were all resolved by Qin Zhong. As a result, the archives building became one of the most prominent buildings here, and the 137 caves had been approved by the government to be converted into a museum.

  As for that ninja, Qin Zhong already knew who it was, but couldn't find his whereabouts and couldn't expose him in person, so he temporarily put the matter aside. Instead, he searched every day in Grandpa's notes and the Manchu archives for something more that needed to be written into the Manchu archives.

  At the same time, what Qin Zhong couldn't forget was that shaman's magic. He wanted to know how this shaman's magic could make people believe in it with just a few spells and actually find back their souls. This is really hard to understand.

  He then began to flip through some books and notes left by his grandfather about introducing Shamanism, and in one of them, he saw that during the Anti-Japanese War period, in northern Manchuria, the Oroqen and Evenki ethnic groups relied on shamanic powers to annihilate an entire company of Japanese devils. However, this matter had never been exposed before, and it was precisely because of this that Shamanism was banned for a time, so this incident could only be considered a legend.

  Qin Zhong was very curious about this, he wanted to conduct a detailed investigation into the matter. After all, it's impossible for rumors to be completely fabricated without any basis, there must be some truth to them, even if they are exaggerated. So, he decided to look into it.

  But he hesitated for a long time, after all, going to the northern border with Russia and Inner Mongolia was not something that could be done on a whim, it required money. So he worried about the cost, and with his meager salary, he feared he wouldn't be able to fulfill his wish. Thus, he began to think of selling that antique dagger, after all, as a Japanese heirloom ninja short blade, it should fetch a good price.

  He thought of moving here, Qin Zhong also remembered the muddy man Zhu Lao Liu who came out of the field that day. He had a deep memory of this phrase, and as soon as he thought of it, he didn't even consider it, put the dagger away, and muttered a few words: "Grandpa, grandson is going to sell this knife for money, what we are doing is not for anything else, but to verify some forgotten glorious history, interpret national humiliation, and warn the nation to love the country."

  He finished speaking and raised the dagger in his hand to the sky, as if paying respects to Grandpa. After that, he walked out of the office, carrying the dagger towards the first floor rest room, wanting to wake up Da Fu and Da Ya, after all, it's better to have someone accompany him when going out.

  But when he just pushed open the door, he only found one person standing in the room, gesturing with his hands and loudly scolding the sleeping big teeth and big wealth.

  Maona scolded, this girl was wearing a sporty casual outfit, and from the back, it wasn't obvious at all, but from that high-waisted butt and broad chest, Qin Zhong could tell at a glance.

  "Alright, stop scolding, where's Mark?" Qin Zhong asked.

  Meng Na turned around and saw Qin Zhong, immediately changing her demeanor: "He went to Beijing with my dad, there's something going on at the big church in Beijing, so I'm free now."

  "Oh? Well, that's good. You can stay at home and pray with those aunts, and inherit your father's career." Qin was obviously coaxing the child.

  Meng Na wasn't stupid either. She knew her purpose for coming here was to find Qin Zhong, but she didn't expect to be rejected by him with just one sentence. He must have felt terrible inside.

  "Others come to you with good intentions, but you speak of them like that. I don't care, for these ten days or half a month, I'll eat your food and drink your drinks, whether you care or not."

  "Hmph." The first thing Big Tooth did after waking up was to laugh at Qin Zhong and Meng Na. He had two huge buck teeth: "I said, when can you leave my house? Even the Dean has gone crazy."

  "What does it have to do with you?"

  Qin Zhong saw that the atmosphere on the scene was not good, so he immediately stopped the confrontation of the people present: "Alright, you all stop, we have things to do recently, if you are willing to follow me, just prepare well, I will take Guo Dafu out first."

  Dà yá and Mèng nà blinked their eyes: "Good!"

  Kuang Daifu originally looked quite sleepy, but upon hearing this, he suddenly became excited and stood up, saying: "I'm ready, we can set off at any time."

  "Go wash your face first." Qin Zhong scolded Guo Dafu.

  Dà yá and Mèng nà each prepared their things and left, after all, both of them had families. Meanwhile, Qín zhōng took the precious son given to him by Guō lǎo dà and hitched a ride with Jiāng jūn, and the three of them rushed straight to the small town outside Gěng jiā village.

  This small town is somewhat famous in the local area of Andong, and it mainly relies on black market trading. After all, it borders North Korea. In the past, there was a legend that one could exchange a bag of rice for a Xianzu daughter-in-law. Of course, that's just a legend, but in reality, some businessmen who were called "revisionist swindlers" by the North Koreans did get rich through market activities. Their standard of living is definitely higher than what people imagine.

  Qin Zhong and others entered the small town, but what they saw was not a prosperous market, but a quiet and desolate wilderness like a deep mountain village, with no signs of human habitation. However, looking at the newly renovated houses, it's not hard to imagine the wealth of the local people. Almost every household had ancient glazed tiles on their roofs, which are now very expensive in the market, and above each glazed tile was installed a modern solar water heater.

  "Wow, this village looks really rich." Guo Dafu himself came from a wealthy family and also expressed his own views on the scene.

  Qin Zhong nodded and said in a low voice, "First, let's go to Lao Liu's mountain goods store to take care of the main business. This village is very strange, everyone has so much money, but during the day, there's no one at home, and all the shops are closed."

  The Korean military slowed down: "I heard your dad mention this place before, but it's my first time here. I didn't expect it to be even more evil than what your dad said."

  Three people drove around the town in a big circle, but strangely, they couldn't find the so-called Lao Liu Shan warehouse. There were only a few businesses here, including an inn, a restaurant, a supermarket, and a daily necessities store. Each shop looked dull and lifeless, without any vitality at all. Helplessly, Han Jun parked the car in the empty space in front of the inn to avoid blocking the road.

  Qin Zhong was deep in thought, pondering his grandfather and father's past experiences as recorded in their notes. Suddenly, a middle-aged woman rushed out of the inn, hastily pulling up her pants, her disheveled hair, and unbuttoned shirt, her tense expression suggesting she was up to something illicit.

  "Hey, gentlemen, comrades, are you looking for a place to stay? I have rooms of three, six and nine grades here, catering to customers with different budgets." The woman was enthusiastically promoting her inn.

  Qin Zhong, although he was somewhat averse to this kind of woman, but in the whole town, she was also the first person he had seen who could breathe, so it was good to go down and chat with her for a few sentences to ask about some things. Thinking of this, Qin Zhong rolled down the window and asked a few questions: "We don't want to stay at an inn, we just want to ask about some things."

  "Hey, one look at you and I can tell you're not from around here. Our town is famous for being a night town, nobody comes here during the day. Here, daytime is dark, and nighttime is bright!" The woman spoke with a sweet and charming tone, but Qin Zhong silently cursed her, "Damn sluts, just looking at you makes me sick, and you're still trying to act cute."

  Qin Zhong smiled helplessly: "Hmph, so that's how it is. I want to know if there's an Old Liu Mountain Goods Store here?"

  "Is there or isn't there? Why don't we go to the store and stay for a while, we can chat slowly. The store has good goods, thirty twenty, all seventeen eighteen years old."