Fang Zhitong first wept silently, and then sobbed quietly after a while. At this time, the waiter walked into the private room and was about to prompt the two to order, when he saw this scene, he was startled, and hurriedly turned around and walked out.

Fang Zhitong was frightened by this, and her tears slowly stopped. Li Rui then took a tissue over and gently wiped her face. Fang Zhitong was a little embarrassed, took the tissue from his hand, and said in a low voice: "I'll wipe it myself!"

Li Rui pulled two more tissues and handed them to her.

After wiping away her tears, Fang Zhitong hung her head for a while, and only slowly raised her head after a long time, but her beautiful eyes were a little dodgy, and she didn't dare to look at Li Rui. Li Rui was amused, and turned his head to greet the waiter in the direction of the door.

After the waiter came in, Li Rui didn't ask Fang Zhitong's opinion, and ordered four dishes and one soup by himself. Fang Zhitong took advantage of his inattention and looked at him secretly. Li Rui noticed her gaze and suddenly turned his head to look at her. Fang Zhitong was startled, her face turned red, and she hurriedly turned her head.

After the waiter left, Li Rui smiled and said, "Can you treat me as a friend this time?" Fang Zhitong smiled shyly, her pretty little face was as red as the sunset, and a pair of black and white eyes looked away and nodded. Li Rui said: "Then you look at me and smile at me again." Fang Zhitong couldn't help but laugh again, and the courage in the smile was a little bigger, she turned her eyes to look at him, and saw him looking at herself friendly and softly, a certain string in her heart was plucked, and she couldn't help but look at him, and the smile on her face became more and more pure.

Li Rui nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, now you can tell me the secret of that silver medal." ”

Fang Zhitong remembered the purpose of tonight's dinner, let out a stupid sound, opened the schoolbag, took out a book from it, and put it on the table between Li Rui and Li Rui. Li Rui stared at it and saw that the title of the book was "History of Qingyang Folk Religion", and there was a label with a barcode on the cover of the book.

Fang Zhitong took out the silver medal and the roster from his bag, put them on the table in front of him, and said, "I have figured it out, the silver medal and the roster are both from the secret folk religion Wenxiang Sect in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Oh, the book "History of Qingyang Folk Religion" is already in your hands, you can turn to page 35, where it is written the history of the development of the Wenxiang Sect in our Qingyang in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. The Wenxiang Sect came from the Luo Sect, and the Luo Sect originated from the White Lotus Sect, so the Wenxiang Sect was also a branch of the White Lotus Sect, and for the imperial court at that time, it was a kind of cult. The Smelling Fragrance Sect recruited believers by preaching various superstitions, formed forces, and eventually embarked on the path of rebellion......"

She talked eloquently, and Li Rui was also reading the content of the book, and soon had a rough understanding of the situation of the Wenxiang Sect.

Fang Zhitong stretched out his fingers, pointed at the silver medal, and said: "The hierarchical structure of the Wenxiang Sect is very clear, the bottom is the ordinary disciples, the top is the small head, the big head is the big head, there is the head of the big head above the big head, and above the head of the head is the sect leader. The leader of the congregation was the leader of the Wenxiang Sect who was in charge of a regional mission. To give an inappropriate example, the head of the council is like the mayor versus the official system of our country. Your silver medal is engraved with the word "master", indicating that its owner is a master of the Smelling Fragrance Sect, and this silver medal is his token, which is used to wear it with him and mark his identity. The female bodhisattva on the front of the silver medal is a statue of the Wuji old mother who is worshiped by the Wenxiang Sect, which is similar to the logo of the Wenxiang Sect. By the way, your silver medal was found from our Qingyang, so it is very likely that the owner of this silver medal is the leader of a Wenxiang Sect who preached in our Qingyang in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, and he is the largest in Qingyang. ”

Li Rui woke up like a dream, thinking that when he saw those gold, silver, jewelry and weapons in the cave under the mountain temple the day before yesterday, Xu Da and himself had already guessed that the person who dug this cave should be a Jianghu organization, but he didn't expect to guess correctly, but he didn't expect that this Jianghu organization was actually a branch of the famous White Lotus Sect, no wonder weapons were hoarded in the cave, because they were always ready to rebel; The guild leader had scavenged from the cultists and kept it for himself, and of course it was possible that it could have been used to finance the rebellion, which would explain why they had dug holes in the earth under the mountain temple...... Well, no, it's to cover the mountain temple in a hole in the ground, just to cover the nest so that outsiders don't know or suspect it......

Fang Zhitong pointed to the roster again and said, "You see, the names of these people on the roster are all written with big or small biography underneath, in fact, this is a roster of Qingyang Wenxiang Sect members. At that time, as a cult, the Wenxiang Sect did not dare to preach openly, and it developed its own followers through large and small heads, just like the current pyramid marketing organization, the downline of each head of development, would not tell others to know, but in the end it would be gathered into the hands of the owner, so there was this roster. With this roster, the guild leader can mobilize thousands of troops and rebel at any time. ”

Li Rui smiled and said: "I see, when I saw this book, I thought, what does it mean to pass the head, how can there be a difference between size and size? Is it to cut off the head and pass it on to play, who is bigger and who is smaller?"

Fang Zhitong seemed to be frightened by these words, looked at him with a flat mouth, and said angrily: "Your literal translation is too bloody, it's better not to translate it, let's read that book, it was specially borrowed from the city library, it is written, Qingyang Wenxiang Sect in the early years of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty, once launched an uprising, at that time it occupied the county seat of Shibei District, of course, it was not called Shibei District at that time, but it was quickly exterminated, but the Wenxiang Sect did not disappear in Qingyang, and then continued to develop for nearly two hundred years, until Daoguang came to power before it completely disappeared. ”

Li Rui frowned and thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "Occupy the county seat of Shibei District? That is to say, the Qingyang rudder of the Wenxiang Sect is in Shibei District? And it is in the suburbs? Could it be that the mountain temple on Busan is where the Qingyang rudder of the Wenxiang Sect is located? Otherwise, how could the token of the Guild Master be kept there? The place where the Guild Master is always there should be the local rudder of the Wenxiang Sect, right?"

Fang Zhitong's ears moved, looked at him hesitantly, and asked: "What did you say? What mountain temple? What rudder?" Li Rui said: "Okay, Xiao Fang, you help me solve a puzzle, I will tell you a big secret, I seem to have accidentally discovered the ......rudder of the Wenxiang Sect in our Qingyang" I told all the stories of going to the Busanshan Temple to "play", meeting the old man who caught the fox, discovering the suspicious points of the fox nest through reasoning and analysis, and finally discovering the hole in the ground.

The focus of his words was to tell Fang Zhitong about the existence of the mountain temple and the cave, so he concealed the existence of those gold, silver and jewelry, and naturally concealed the inside story of the clay pot and the treasure map of the iron pier in it that were first dug up from under the old mansion.

Fang Zhitong was stunned when she heard this, dumbfounded, and looked incredulous.

Li Rui smiled: "What's wrong with you? Don't believe what I said?" Fang Zhitong hurriedly shook his head and said: "Believe, I believe, I just couldn't imagine that you could find the hole under the temple foundation through the entrance of a small fox den, your brain is simply ...... It's just a god, this is the legendary brain hole, right?" Li Rui laughed, thinking, if we don't have a treasure map, it's useless to open our brains. Fang Zhitong suddenly became excited and said, "You...... Can you take me to the cave to have a look? The weapons inside are still there, are there anything else besides the weapons?" Li Rui nodded and said, "Of course you can, if you need it, I can even give you that cave in the ground." ”

At this time, the beautiful archaeological team members didn't understand, their eyebrows frowned, their beautiful eyes were suspicious, they looked at him with blank eyes, and said sneeringly: "Give it to ...... How to send it to me?" Li Rui explained: "I mean, I will give you the credit for the discovery of this cave, and claim to the outside world, to the municipal archaeological team, and to the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau that you discovered it, provided that this cave and the weapons inside have archaeological value." ”

Fang Zhitong suddenly thought of something, and said: "You mentioned this, I just remembered, our deputy captain asked me to ask you, this token and roster have certain historical research significance and cultural value, I hope you can donate it to the city museum for research and exhibition, showing the religious activities and culture in the history of our Qingyang." If you don't want to donate for free, the museum can also bid for it, but these two things have no value in themselves, and even that token can't be sold for a few dollars, so the price offered by the museum won't be too high, and it may just be a little bit of praise ......"

Li Rui said happily: "I can donate for free! I am a Qingyang person, and I am willing to contribute to our Qingyang's historical and cultural cause." Fang Zhitong was very happy, as if she had completed an impossible task, and said with a crimson face: "Then I will thank you for our vice captain first, and thank you for the museum." Li Rui said: "You didn't tell your name to the vice captain, right?" Fang Zhitong shook his head again and again: "No, no, how can I reveal your identity without your consent, I just said that I am a friend." Seeing that she was so nervous, Li Rui couldn't help laughing and said, "You haven't said it yet, do you want to find out the credit of that hole?"

Fang Zhitong raised her eyebrows and said, "What kind of merit is that? Even if that cave is really the Qingyang rudder of the Smelling Fragrance Sect, it doesn't have much archaeological value and historical and cultural value, after all, the Smelling Fragrance Sect itself is not a religion that can be put on the table, not to mention that there are just some weapons in the cave, which is really not interesting." I'm just interested and want to go over and take a look and take a few photos by the way, maybe it will be useful later. For example, if you donate a token and a roster, the museum can accompany two photos of the excavation I took during the exhibition to enhance the audience's perception. ”