"You even know that kind of fish is called a copper-headed Arhat?"

Teacher Wu asked me with a puzzled face.

"Oh, listen to an old man in this village, this name is so strange! Why is it called ......?"

"Can you elaborate on what it was like?" Teacher Song didn't wait for me to finish speaking, nor did he answer me, but continued to ask.

I hastened to tell the story of the morning by the river from beginning to end, and the two old men nodded as they listened. I thought that after I finished speaking, the two of them would explain a few words, at least tell me what kind of fish it was, and why the fish was wrapped in a huge bronze ring.

"You said that Zhang Laohan told you that this fish is called a copper-headed Arhat?"

I nodded.

"Do you know how he knows?"

I nodded again and told Zhang Laohan about the capture of the copper-headed Arhat in 1998.

After listening to me, the two of them still didn't explain, but took out a brown business card from their shoulder bag and handed it to me, which said "Wu Hongming of Qilu Museum", followed by a mobile phone number.

"Remember! If you see this fish again, you must call as soon as possible, and don't do stupid things again! ”

What? Folly! I thought I would be praised a few words: Young man, you did a good job and protected endangered animals, which shows that you have a good character, so I can rest assured that Wu Jinghan and you are the object...... Even if you don't praise it so much, at least give it an approving nod!

Grandma's, even being ridiculed.

After Mr. Wu finished speaking, he stood up and walked out, Professor Song patted me on the shoulder, leaned his face over and whispered: "Don't take it seriously, Lao Wu has such a temper, and his heart is not bad!" We've got something to do, and maybe we'll see you again soon! ”

I quickly stood up and sent a few people out of the door.

Walking outside the door, the two old men went straight to the black business car parked on the side of the dam house, Han Binhua and Wu Jinghan walked behind, and I pulled Wu Jinghan:

"What the hell is going on? Teacher Wu seems to be quite angry! ”

Wu Jinghan smiled and said softly: "The teacher is an old pedant character, it just so happens that he has been studying the Dongyi culture in the lower reaches of the Yellow River in the past few years, and he has no idea where to start, the picture you sent me yesterday, I let the teacher see it, and he recognized at a glance that the symbol on the bronze ring was the text of the ancient Dongyi culture, and also concluded that the stranded fish was the copper-headed Arhat used by the Eastern Yi people to guard the spirit!" ”

Wu Jinghan paused for a moment, and then said: "The double-headed and six-eyed stone statues in the broken temple in Niutou Village also belong to the Dongyi culture, and the teacher and Professor Song carefully inspected the broken temple, and they said that it was actually a relic, but it had already collapsed from the second floor upwards, so it looked like a strange temple now." The Chinese relics stupa buildings that have been discovered in China are all symmetrical from top to bottom, that is, there are several floors of towers above and several basements below......"

Before she finished speaking, the black commercial vehicle on the side had already started, and the sound of the engine roaring was heard.

"Alright! I'll have to go back to Jinan first, but I'll be back soon. ”

Said I winked at me and turned to the car.

He even flattered me! Wu Jinghan actually threw a flattering look at me...... To be honest, I was instantly stunned, and my heart was beating wildly, until the car was far away.

In the evening, the villagers who had been picking up antiques on the river beach returned to the village one after another, and when I passed in front of my door, many people greeted me, and saw that they were holding all kinds of strange bronzes in their hands, and their faces were full of smiles, as if there were small clouds floating overhead, which read, "Make a fortune!" "Three words.

My brain...... patted the back of his head, I should have told the two old men about this just now, and there are two bronze basins under my bed, these two are big names in the archaeological world, and they should be able to see something.

But on the other hand, if you show them to them, it is estimated that the two bronze basins will be taken away, so Han Jianli will not be crazy!

There was nothing to say that night, and the next day I had breakfast, and I rowed a small boat again to cruise the river.

The water of the Yellow River came up from the sky, rushed to the sea and never returned.

At this time, rowing on the river, I instantly had this feeling, I think that Brother Li Bai nine hundred years ago was also surging after a heavy rain and wrote this famous poem.

Although the river is fierce, but after all, it has begun autumn, as the saying goes, "after the beginning of autumn, the ground is like a sieve", the water comes fast, but also fast, patrolling for most of the morning, I found a strange thing, from time to time on the river surface floated over one or half a black wood.

At first, I didn't think so, but then there were more and more wooden strips floating on the water, almost every seven or eight minutes, and some of the wooden strips seemed to be carved with patterns, obviously not natural wood, which made me unconsciously associate with yesterday's events, copper-headed Arhats, ancient bronzes, black wood with carved patterns, will they come from the same place?

In the afternoon, I patrolled the river again, and I still occasionally saw black wooden strips floating on the river, but it was obviously less than in the morning, and I was not surprised.

When I went back, I saw that there were more boats on the river, and I thought it was very strange, at this time the water level was high and turbid, and it was not suitable for fishing at all, so how could there be fishing. So if it's not fishing, what are these people doing?

I wanted to retract my curiosity and row back to the small pier in Hewang Village, but at this moment, I happened to see an old man and a young man standing on the fishing boat more than 100 meters away from me, who seemed to be a father and son.

Depend on! There are really people who don't believe in evil, and they are actually fishing with nets.

Out of curiosity, I slowly rowed the boat over, and as soon as I rowed out more than ten meters, I saw that the father and son had already pulled the net to the boat, and my doubts suddenly reached the peak, and I saw from a distance that the two of them had lifted a two-meter-long black log.

After paddling for a few dozen meters, I noticed that there were seven or eight long or short logs on the fishing boat, all of which were black and pasty.

It turned out that it was not fishing, but wood in the water.

What are you doing with this thing, these sticks of wood seem to be rotten so badly that they don't seem to be of any other use except for drying them and burning them as firewood.

"Fellow, what are you doing here?" When I was less than twenty meters away from the fishing boat, I waved hello.

The old man smiled at me: "You are a young man from the water conservancy station!" ”

I also smiled and nodded: "Yes! Uncle, I've been patrolling the river for a day, and I'm about to go back! ”

The old man brushed the net in his hand and replied, "Our master is salvaging gloomy wood!" ”

"Gloomy wood?" I glanced down at the wood on the fishing boat again, "What is the gloomy wood!" ”

"Don't you see it all!" The old man casually pointed to the seven or eight black wooden strips on one side.

"I mean, what kind of wood is this, and why is it called gloomy wood?"