Ding Sicheng took the broken wooden box, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly poured out a small piece from it, which was the small piece that was sawn off by Poplar at that time, and when Poplar was cleaning up the wooden box, he threw this small piece into the empty wooden box.

Ding Sicheng took the small piece and looked at it again and again, suddenly sighed softly, and handed the empty wooden box to Ding Lingling.

Ding Lingling also took the wooden box and looked at it for a long time, and said: "Look at the shape and pattern of this wooden box, it is indeed an item from the Qin and Han dynasties, but it is a pity that it was sawn and damaged, otherwise this wooden box alone is already a priceless treasure!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but glare at Poplar.

Poplar was very frightened and said, "I just wanted to save the iron ox at that time, and ...... I didn't know that such a small wooden box would be of such a high value!"

Ding Sicheng sighed: "You must know that the Qin and Han dynasties have been around for 2,000 years, and even if a piece of wood from that time has been preserved to the present, it is still worth a lot. What's more, this wooden box is so exquisite, showing that the woodwork carving process at that time has a super high level! In addition, this wooden box is also equipped with a hidden lock, and the delicacy of this hidden lock is also worth studying! So Lingling said that this is a priceless treasure, and it is not an exaggeration. ”

Poplar was even more surprised, and said, "What should I do then? Wouldn't I...... has become the culprit of the destruction of national cultural relics?"

"It's not that serious, after all, you didn't mean to make a mistake! Fortunately, this small piece that you sawed off is still there, I'll see if I can ask someone to fix it in the future!" Ding Sicheng said.

Poplar got up again and said, "It's all my fault, if there is any responsibility, I am willing to bear it!"

Ding Sicheng waved his hand to let Bai Yang sit down, and said, "That ...... Tell me in detail what the legendary elixir of immortality looks like, and what your brother's symptoms were when he was poisoned by the blood wolf, and what his symptoms were after taking the immortal medicine!"

Poplar didn't dare to hide it, and hurriedly told the events of that night in detail.

Ding Sicheng heard that Bai Yang's hand was also bitten by an iron bull, so he hurriedly took his hand to inspect it.

On the back of the palm of the poplar, there are still two rows of tooth marks, although the tooth marks are already very shallow, Ding Lingling still can't help but say: "You have also been bitten by him, why don't you worry about yourself, you only know how to worry about your brother?"

"Worry about myself, why worry about myself?" asked Poplar.

"Are you really confused or fake?" Ding Lingling glared at him, "What do you think will happen if you are bitten by a patient with a rabies attack?"

Poplar was shocked in his heart and was stunned again.

Ding Sicheng hurriedly said: "Don't scare him, after all, this is not rabies, and it may not be transmitted one by one like rabies!"

Bai Yang knew that Ding Sicheng was just comforting him, but now, he didn't want to think about it, so he simply raised his glass and toasted Ding Sicheng with a glass of wine, and thanked Ding Sicheng again for promising to find ancient books and find a way to relieve the poison of the blood wolf.

Ding Lingling said: "I am more and more interested in this tomb of Qingyunzi! We have excavated a lot of tombs of the Qin Dynasty in the past few years, but this kind of Taoist tomb in the Qin and Han dynasties has never been found, why don't we rest early tonight, and tomorrow morning, let's dig out that tomb again to see?"

Ding Sicheng nodded and smiled, looking at the poplar with both eyes.

Bai Yang hurriedly said: "That place is not far away, Uncle Ding wants to go, let's go early tomorrow morning!"

Ding Lingling smiled, and regardless of whether Ding Sicheng and Poplar had finished eating, she first cleaned up her own bowl and a bottom-out dish and washed it.

Because there is only one bed in the house, naturally Ding Lingling sleeps in the bed, and the two men will lay on the floor all night.

Early the next morning, the three of them warmed up the few cold steamed buns that Bai Yang had leftover, ate some pickles casually, and set off with shovels and other digging tools.

It wasn't too far from the ranger's lodge, an hour later.

"Uncle Ding, look, that ancient tomb is on that hillside!" Bai Yang pointed out.

It was originally a flat hillside, but because it was blown up by the poplar, and then the poplar dug up and filled it, the current hillside looks potholed and uneven.

Ding Sicheng looked left and right, nodded and said: "This place faces southeast, backed by mountains, and surrounded by green mountains on the left and right. ”

As he spoke, he walked up to the uneven hillside, and according to the instructions of the poplar, he stood in the place where the poplar had been buried, and took out the yin-yang compass to look at it.

Bai Yang also approached Ding Sicheng, but found that the two pointers on the yin and yang compass only moved slightly, and then they were closed together again.

"The Yin-Yang Compass didn't move, is it because I blew up the bottom side?" asked Poplar.

"Not exactly!" Ding Sicheng smiled back, "You said that the bottom is just a small tomb, and the Yin-Yang Compass will only identify the location of the big tomb." Therefore, I suspect that the operation principle of the yin-yang compass is likely to be related to the change in the magnetic field caused by the underground space necessary for the tomb. ”

His words were a bit twisty, and Poplar had to think a little about it to understand.

"Then let's dig now! I've blown up the bottom of the area, and it's going to be easy to dig up now!" said Poplar.

Ding Sicheng nodded in agreement, and Poplar threw off his arms and got up.

Because there are only two shovels at the ranger station, one new and one old, Poplar keeps digging with the new shovel, and the father and daughter use the old shovel to take turns in battle.

During this period, the bones of the two "blood wolves" were also dug out, but in just one month, those bones had shown decay and were broken by a shovel.

According to Ding Sicheng's words, these two tomb-guarding "blood wolves" don't know how many years they have existed, but they look like they are alive supported by evil laws.

But since the evil law has been broken by the poplar with salt, its bones will naturally decay rapidly, and in another month, I am afraid that it will have turned into dust.

It took about an hour to finally dig out all the soil that Aspen had landfilled last time, revealing the black hole underneath.

The father and daughter of the Ding family went into the hole first, and Bai Yang took a slight breath and followed in.

The four white candles that Poplar left in the cave last time had been extinguished naturally because the entrance to the cave had been sealed with mud, and a small section was still left on the ground.

Ding Sicheng did not need to find another white candle, but directly re-lit the four white candles.

After that, he also took out an old bell and tied it to his wrist, and let the bell make a "jingle bell" sound with the movement of his hand.

Looking back and seeing Poplar's bare hands, Ding Sicheng found another pair of gloves and handed them to Poplar for him to put on.

Bai Yang saw that his father and daughter had already put on their gloves, so he put them on as he said.

Ding Lingling took advantage of this time to check the four walls of the tomb a little.

After determining that the four walls were dirt, and the few stone strips supporting the top of the tomb did not have any pattern fonts, the father and daughter of the Ding family focused all their attention on the vertical lines on the coffin lid.

Ding Lingling sighed: "Qingyunzi on the lid of this coffin claims to be a royal mage, and also says that he was born in the forty-third year of King Qin Zhao and died in the second year of Emperor Jianping of the Han Dynasty.

She couldn't even answer Ding Sicheng's question.

Ding Lingling suddenly smiled and said, "Presumably, this Qingyunzi is one of the patriarchs of the sect of the Pioneer Daoist!"

Poplar didn't understand what she meant by this, and couldn't help but look at her with both eyes.

Ding Lingling said: "I told you before that Qin Shi Huang was refining the elixir of immortality, but he was taken away by several alchemists with the elixir and the medicine, and according to legend, there was a pair of fellow brothers who cultivated the Tao. Later, the descendants of these alchemists, in order to find immortal elixirs and medicine lists, gradually formed several tomb robbery sects. One of the most famous is the pioneer of the mountain. Their ancestors were naturally the same brothers of the cultivators, and Qingyunzi was probably one of them. ”

When Ding Lingling was talking to Bai Yang, Ding Sicheng had already spread white paper on the coffin lid and expanded all the words on the coffin lid.

Bai Yang had also extended it before, but then he had to feed that Gu Dan Pill to Tie Niu, and it didn't make much sense to find someone to translate these Qin Li fonts, so he had already burned all those few white papers.

By the time Ding Lingling finished talking about the origin of the mountain pioneer, Ding Sicheng had already put away the blank paper and beckoned Bai Yang to move the sarcophagus lid together.

The things in the sarcophagus have been seen by Poplar, except for the small wooden box, there is only a delicate jade crown inside, a white jade wrench, plus a bronze short sword, and a dust handle.

Ding Sicheng picked up the jade crown first, and said with excitement on his face: "This kind of jade crown with hair is indeed for Taoists, and jade products like this exquisite carving in the Qin and Han dynasties are not uncommon in China, but the jade crown dedicated to Taoists is the first time to be discovered! This is of inestimable value for studying the image and atmosphere of Taoism in the Qin and Han dynasties!"

As he spoke, he handed the jade crown to Ding Lingling, and then picked up the ebony dust handle to look at.

(See Chapter 012, "The Value of Antiques")

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