After lunch, Director Dai and Xue Bai went back to the camp in Baishui Village, and Zhang Peng took Zhou Fuyuan, Huang Mao and Lao Huang back to the Zhang family's mansion, set up a big table in the backyard, sat under the old longan tree, and discussed things while drinking tea and eating longan.

"If nothing else, we should go back." Zhou Fuyuan said. He still has some business in Nanzhou City, and the auction of the Half Red Pill will also be held next week. Although he has carte blanche to entrust the operation of a large company, he also has to go to the scene to understand the situation. There is no one-size-fits-all solution, and only by doing it yourself can you minimize the risks.

"Don't rush to go." Zhang Peng took out Wang Shanhe's letter and handed it to Zhou Fuyuan.

The latter looked at it carefully for a while, and his face became more and more solemn. After reading it, Zhou Fuyuan handed the letter to Lao Huangpi and did not rush to express his opinion. After reading it, Lao Huangpi's face became solemn.

Huang Mao took it, only glanced at it a few times, then handed it back to Zhang Peng, and said disapprerovingly: "What is written, I don't understand." "The handwriting on the paper is a little sloppy, he has a relatively low culture, and he has little patience, so he naturally can't understand it.

Zhang Peng just smiled, took the letter, refolded it, and then packed it in a palm-sized transparent waterproof bag and put it in his jacket pocket.

"So we have a big opportunity ahead of us." Zhou Fuyuan said.

"I didn't get the mountain codex mentioned in the letter. But I'm sure ......" Zhang Peng paused, looked around, and took another sip of tea before continuing, "This giant coffin, as well as the eight-petal flower, are very closely related to the Peach Blossom Spring. ”

Zhou Fuyuan and Lao Huangpi both nodded, while Huangmao crossed his legs, peeled longan, and focused on eating.

"Taking advantage of the fact that now, the upper authorities have not begun to pay attention to it, and only sent Professor Fang over, we still have a chance to fish in troubled waters. If it's late, if there are too many people, the hair will be gone......" Zhang Peng glanced at Zhou Fuyuan and Lao Huangpi, and said slowly, "In that coffin, there may be something valuable, or a key clue." ”

"The three of us take turns staring at each other, and we'll let you know as soon as there's news." Zhou Fuyuan quickly made a decision, got up and said.

"Go ahead." Zhang Peng raised his hand and said. Telling them the secret was well thought out. He knows his own situation, he can't eat a fat man in one bite, he can't do anything alone, and he has to rely on the team. Moreover, Zhang Xuan and Zhang Sheng's cousins are always young, not as experienced and well-informed as Zhou Fuyuan and Lao Huangpi.

Of course, if there are two sisters here, he will definitely choose to be alone. But now, the matter is imminent, and there is no other way. As the research progresses, Professor Fang will definitely find that it is a major project. Once the situation is reported, it will inevitably attract a large number of archaeologists. At that time, there were more monks and less porridge, and the soup was gone.

Also, Tao Yuanming's Mountain Codex must have fallen into the hands of someone or an organization. But without Wang Shanhe's letter, they could not connect the peach blossom source with the huge coffin. In addition, the letter mentions that there are similar accounts in the White Elephant Kingdom of the Shwedagon Temple and the Western Church. At present, this coffin is only reported locally, and foreign countries should not know about it.

Under many coincidences, he had this hole to exploit. It's never too late.

The next day, Zhou Fuyuan called and said that the two pumping machines were pumping water day and night, but the water level in the coffin had not decreased at all. At present, the construction team has dug three ponds with a hook machine, the third is almost full, and the fourth is still digging. I don't know how long it will take for the water to drain up.

Then, the post-mortem report came out. A total of seven corpses were examined, and they were no different from modern humans. The only special thing is that they are all cultivators, and their physical strength is very high, at least equivalent to the current level of the fifth level. Coupled with the enclosed environment inside the coffin, their bodies did not completely decompose during the long years.

"Fifth level cultivator!" Zhang Peng was taken aback. As far as he knew, among the monks sent by the Lotus Temple that day, only the Ruyi Golden Wheel Monk Tiexin Cicada had the strength of the fifth level.

"Not only that, but there is also a sixth-level one. If it is a full examination, there may be more advanced ones. Zhou Fuyuan said.

"Such a powerful ......," Zhang Peng sighed, and then admonished, "Keep an eye on it." ”

"Hmm." Zhou Fuyuan responded, and then said, "Professor Fang wants to invite you to come over in the afternoon and hold a seminar together." ”

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Peng arrived on time. In the big tent, people sat around a table. Xiao He explained the current situation, the two pumping machines have been filling the fifth pool day and night, but the water level has still not dropped.

"If you have any good suggestions, please don't be stingy and put them forward to discuss together." After Xiao He finished speaking, Professor Fang stood up, bowed slightly to everyone, and said modestly.

"Get a few more pumps and dig some pools." Huang Mao was the first to propose.

"Yes, but ......" Professor Fang hesitated for a moment before he said, "The pool is getting farther and farther it is dug and it smells a little stinky......

"I don't think so." Director Dai shook his head and said, "If you dig any further, this area will become a swamp." ”

"Hmm." Zhou Fuyuan nodded in agreement.

"Is this water poisonous?" Zhang Peng suddenly asked.

"It's just ordinary water, with some corpse odor, toxic substances, germs, and none of them exceed the standard." Xiao He said.

"Then fall into the river." Zhang Peng said.

"Huh?" Everyone froze.

"Drag the coffin to the river in a truck and pour it straight in." Zhang Peng pointed in the direction of the Baishui River and said, "Then send some people downstream to salvage the body, how easy it is." ”

"This ......" Professor Fang and Xiao He looked at each other, both looking a little hesitant.

"The Baishui River is an irrigation river, and no one drinks it." Zhang Peng said. It was the quickest solution he could come up with. If it drags on any longer, more and more people will come, and he will have no chance.

"Hmm......" Professor Fang was still a little hesitant.

"I think Mr. Consultant's opinion is very feasible. We only need to check it repeatedly to make sure that the coffin liquid is non-toxic and has no mutated germs. Poured into the river, it's not a big problem. In ancient times, thousands of miles of floating corpses, isn't it the same? Xiao He analyzed.

"I'll see it." Zhou Fuyuan agreed, and Director Dai also nodded.

"Then follow this plan." Professor Fang clapped his hands and said, "Xiao He, you bring a few more people and take samples in multiple places to determine the composition of the coffin liquid." ”

After the meeting, Xiao He took people out to get a sample of coffin liquid. Another day passed, and after several inspections by the students, it was confirmed that the coffin liquid fully met the discharge standards. So, the construction team brought in 12 large trucks with eight wheels, dragged them with steel wires, and laid logs underneath them, and dragged the giant coffin to the river.

"Boom, boom!"

"Gur-la-la-......"

Twelve large trucks worked at the same time, and three hook machines pushed behind, and finally overturned the coffin. The coffin liquid suddenly gushed out, making an earth-shattering sound of water.

"Whoa!" Accompanied by the coffin, there were also a large number of corpses, rushing into the river and drifting away into the distance.

The corpse was very large, floating on the water, a large patch of white flowers. Their skin is white from the blisters, and their bodies are puffy and foul-smelling.

Zhang Peng hid far away, squatting on the roof of a farmhouse, and dripping wind oil essence on the mask to cover up the skyrocketing corpse gas.

In the distance, the river was full of workers. They used fishing nets to recover the bodies, dragged them to the shore, and lined up on the village road. The garrison guards, armed with guns, stood nearby to avoid accidents. Fortunately, the corpses were lying motionless, with no signs of corpse transformation.

"Boom la la ......"

The water gushing out of the coffin was like a waterfall, and the sound of the water roared. The water level of the river had risen by several meters, and it was only thirty centimeters from the embankment, and it almost overflowed. Fortunately, there is no sign of a levee breach for the time being.

As time went on, there were more and more corpses on the village road. At a glance, there are thousands of them. The number is still increasing, and there are more and more corpses in the river, and there is no sign of decreasing.

Zhang Peng watched it for a while, and then he couldn't stay any longer. It stinks too much here, so he asked Huang Mao to drive him home, and Lao Huang Pi and Zhou Fuyuan were staring here.

It wasn't until the evening of the next day that the water weakened. Zhang Peng got the news and rushed over. I saw a trickle of water flowing out of the coffin. The water is clear and transparent, and there is no smell.

"We just went in." As soon as he came to the scene, Zhou Fuyuan, who was wearing rubber water shoes and a raincoat, said to him.

"Got in?" Zhang Peng wondered.

"Just now, Professor Fang led everyone into the coffin. It's a mustard seed space, with a big brass door that is open, and water flows out of it. Zhou Fuyuan described.

"What's inside?" Zhang Peng asked.

"The preliminary judgment is that it is a water prison for prisoners." Zhou Fuyuan said, "We just went in a little bit, probably the jailer's living quarters, and Mrs. Mingxin said that there were strange things inside, so let everyone exit first." ”

"What about them?" Zhang Peng asked worriedly. In his eyes, the other party is also like him, peeking at the treasures inside.

"They also came out, saying that they would report to the mountain gate, and ask the silent master to decide." Zhou Fuyuan said.

"Decide what?" Zhang Peng asked again.

"I didn't dare to approach them, so I ......" Zhou Fuyuan spread his hands, indicating that he could not do anything.

"What are the nuns afraid of?" Zhang Peng said with a frown.

Zhou Fuyuan smiled crampedly and did not answer. In that way, it means "you think I'm you". Zhang Peng has a special identity, although the four masters showed a resistant attitude, no matter what, it is impossible to attack him, and they will protect him. And for him Zhou Fuyuan is different, the other party has no scruples. If you want to kill or chop, it's just a matter of one sentence. Approaching rashly is tantamount to looking for unhappiness. The sword behind them is not an ornament.

It stands to reason that monks don't wear swords, but there is something special about Lotus Nunnery. Although it is separated from the Leiyin Temple of the Tantric sect, it can be cultivated in Zen Buddhism, believing in "Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and the integration of the three religions". Therefore, they also used Taoist talismans and Taoist swords, rather than the precept swords commonly used by Buddhist cultivators.

"Get your stuff ready and do it tonight." Zhang Peng leaned over and said in a low voice.

"It's all done." Zhou Fuyuan replied in a low voice, "I asked Liuzi and Lao Huangpi to purchase a batch of things in the city yesterday. Then he counted them one by one, "Military backpacks, compressed biscuits, oil lamps, water bottles, machetes, daggers, crowbars, police flashlights, and some gadgets, basically all of them." ”

"Did you get some incendiary sticks?" Zhang Peng asked. They had previously discussed that because it was too humid underneath, they needed to get some burning rods for lighting in case they needed them.

"It's all done, five for each person." Zhou Fuyuan replied.

"That's good." Zhang Peng said with a smile.

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