"Wood ray?!" Zeng Yifan and Zhao Dapeng exclaimed at the same time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, I checked it, and it's indeed called Mu Xiao, it seems to be a thousand-year-old wood absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, but it's just a legend, no one has seen it." Zhang Mengmeng said calmly, shrugged his shoulders, and took back his phone.

She is ready, Zeng Yifan will definitely take advantage of this to count Han Li again. Hey, it's embarrassing to have a teacher who loves to brag.

"Let's go, go to Professor Han."

Zhang Mengmeng almost suspected that his ears had heard it wrong, Zeng Yifan did not say "Han Li", nor did he say "that girl", he used the honorific title, "Professor Han".

Although they didn't know where Han Li lived, the three of them walked in the direction of the township government, and soon met Han Li at the gate of Gu Miao's village, who was also about to come to them.

This time, Zhang Mengmeng finally introduced the two sides in a serious way.

In order to cover Zhang Meng's face, the two sides also released their previous suspicions and shook hands.

Han Li didn't expect that this 25-year-old young man was not only a designer, but also quite accomplished in feng shui. It's just that Zhang Mengmeng said this, whether it will work or not, you have to pull it out and slip it out.

Zeng Yifan didn't expect that Han Li, who was always pulling calves and bragging, was actually quite famous in the archaeological world, and he had indeed entered many large tombs, and he also had considerable research on ancient legends. Come to think of it, Zhang Mengmeng knows so many things about Fuxi, and he is inseparable from this strange professor.

Han-ri's residence is in one of the rooms on the second floor in the courtyard of a large house near the township government.

The courtyard of this private house is a two-story wooden building, and there are more than 10 rooms in the main building alone, and there are also several rooms in the east and west compartments.

At a glance, almost every room has occupants, and some rooms have clotheslines hanging on the outside of them, on which freshly washed clothes are hung.

"The rent here is very cheap, 100 yuan a month for a single room, including water and electricity." At the same time as Han Li introduced, he had already beckoned the host to come down. He has lived here for a few months and has become familiar with the host's family.

The owner of this comedown, Zeng Yifan also knows, is the driver of the bus.

The driver was Han, but he married a girl from the Miao family, so he took care of both sides and simply started the business of a bus driver. By the way, the old house was sorted out at the woman's house and rented out to people who came here for tourism or business.

So, most of the outsiders live here.

Sure enough, because they heard a noise in the courtyard, many people poked their heads out of the room. There was only one room, and because I heard the movement outside, I "brushed" and completely closed the curtains that were originally slightly open.

"Master, where did you go yesterday? It's hard for me to find. The host Wang Hao was the first to run downstairs and directly grabbed Zeng Yifan's arm.

"We stayed somewhere else last night."

"We went to the Gu Miao Village last night for a walk." Zhao Dapeng added proudly.

"Gu Miao? That's not to be messed with. How bold you are! When Wang Hao heard this, it was like seeing a hero returning triumphantly, and his admiration was even more overflowing. made Zhao Dapeng really vain.

Gu Miao is nothing, Song Gu has also heard it, what is the story of Peach Blossom Gu and Heart Gu, and that's it. No, I didn't even dream after a night's sleep, and now I'm standing here well.

Unlike Zhao Dapeng's indifference, Wang Hao listened to the stories about Miao Jiang's Gu Technique all night yesterday, and they all made people shudder.

"Let's go to my room, I took a lot of pictures yesterday to help me choose." Wang Hao greeted warmly.

Seeing that Zeng Yifan was inexplicably enthusiastically pulled away by Wang Hao, Zhang Mengmeng was stunned and didn't know what to do.

"Mengmeng, follow me to see the golden silk nan wooden coffin of the Western Han Dynasty, I found a lot of interesting things." Han Li saw that Zhang Mengmeng was alone, so he greeted her.

Well? Zeng Yifan saw that this situation was not right, what was the good look at the photos taken by Wang Hao, but he couldn't let Zhang Mengmeng be alone with the beast.

So he shook off Wang Hao and took his hand: "I'll also go and see the coffin board of the Western Han Dynasty." ”

"Then I'll go and see the coffin board too." Zhao Dapeng naturally will not stand on the wrong side.

Belch!

For Wang Hao, the man in the baseball cap with a broken hand was terrible, but the professor who brought back the coffin board and the dead body and still placed it in the room was even more terrifying.

As soon as he thought that there were coffins and dead people's bones in his room, Wang Hao felt bad.

"Then I'd better go out and take pictures." Wang Hao muttered to himself, and went upstairs to get the equipment depressed.

Although Zeng Yifan came along, because he knew that he had a lot of knowledge in feng shui, Han Li was not disappointed, and there was something to test him.

Before entering the house, Zeng Yifan asked the master for a few hangers, because Wang Hao's bedroom was just facing south, and there was a rope outside, so Zeng Yifan twisted his wet clothes casually and hung them there.

Han Li's room should be the largest one in this courtyard, in fact, it is a large set of two rooms in the north and south. Therefore, Hanli put the bed in the small cubicle on the south side, and through the cubicle, there is a large space behind it, which is considered to be the place where Hanri conducts research.

A large rectangular table was placed in the middle, on top of which several coffin boards were neatly stacked, and all kinds of things were piled up around the room, many but not chaotic.

"If you don't identify it, you won't be able to see who is buried in this coffin." Han Li looked at Zhang Mengmeng, and pretended to be mysterious as soon as he opened his mouth. Isn't it, there are only a few bones left, and there is no clothing or burial to prove the identity of the deceased. However, this is not difficult for him as an archaeologist.

"It's Han Chinese." Zeng Yifan spit out three words softly but firmly.

Zeng Yifan's assertion was like a basin of cold water, which extinguished Han Li's originally high emotions at once. originally kept it to show off, but it was said so quickly.

"In fact, it's just a mound of Han people." Zeng Yifan continued.

If Zeng Yifan judged that the coffin was Han, it could be regarded as Meng, but if he could say that it was a well-dressed mound, it would greatly exceed Han Li's psychological expectations. In the coffin of 2,000 years ago, it was normal for the corpses inside to rot and weather, and even he himself once judged it this way. If it weren't for the markings on the bottom plate of this coffin......

Ignoring Han Li's surprise, Zeng Yifan directly picked up a coffin bottom plate placed on the table.

The bottom plate of this coffin has been carefully cleaned by Han Li, and there are seven small holes about 2 cm in diameter, arranged in the shape of a spoon according to the "Big Dipper", and there are lines connecting the small holes. Both the small holes and the lines are depicted with gold thread, and they are also used as the bottom plate of the coffin, so that after two thousand years of wind and sun, there is no trace of wear and tear. (To be continued.) )