y~}}}}} Grandpa waved his hand, motioned for me and Ermao to withdraw, and then frowned. I walked around the shed.

"Ermao, prepare a pen and cinnabar, I'll give them a bowl of water first!" Grandpa walked out of the shed with a somewhat solemn expression.

Ermao didn't dare to slack off. Soon found a brush and cinnabar, grandpa took out more than a dozen pieces of yellow mounted paper from his pocket, rolled up the cuffs, dipped the brush in cinnabar, quickly drew on the yellow mounted paper, drew more than ten in one breath, and then put down the brush and sighed slightly. Said to Ermao: "Give each of those workers a bowl of water, burn this yellow charm into ashes and melt it in the water, and let them drink it!" "

Ermao, a few of them followed their grandfather's orders. One of the workers was given a bowl of water, and after drinking the water, people stopped vomiting. But there is still no obvious improvement in complexion.

"Mom!" Ermao suddenly shouted, and ran over in a panic, his face was as if he had a white face, and he was trembling when he spoke: "The third master, the third master, the strict foreman, him"

Ermao couldn't speak for a long time, looking at his appearance, as if he was frightened by some terrible sight.

"Take me there!" Grandpa reached out and pulled Ermao.

The group hurried to the outside of Foreman Yan's bedroom, as a foreman, the living conditions must be a little better than ordinary workers, and there is a small single room of their own.

Ermao brought water to the foreman just now, but the scene in the house scared him away, and there was a broken porcelain bowl at the door.

What terrible thing did Ermao see? What happened to Foreman Yan?

Grandpa's face was grim, and he pushed open the door, and the scene in the room made everyone present change color in shock.

Foreman Yan's whole body was as black as charcoal, and his body was covered with abscesses, and he writhed and crawled on the ground like a snake, his throat trembled, and he kept making sizzling sounds, and disgusting pus kept flowing out, exuding an indescribable stench.

We couldn't believe the scene in front of us, Foreman Yan turned into a snake?!

Thinking of the cockscomb snake in the bronze tripod, could it be that the strange disease of the workers is related to the cockscomb snake?

Grandpa called Ermao, quickly came to the warehouse, and found the bronze tripod.

The bronze tripod stands in the corner of the warehouse in a swarthy corner, and there is a sand pile next to it, and you can see the inside of the bronze tripod when you climb on top of the sand pile.

Grandpa raised the strong flashlight, and the white beam of light shot into the copper tripod, only to see that the copper tripod was empty and there was nothing.

"What's that?" Grandpa seemed to have discovered something, and fixed the beam of light in the center of the copper tripod.

By the light of the flashlight, we found that in the center of the bottom of this copper tripod, there was a ghost's eye-shaped pattern, like some kind of logo.

Grandpa looked carefully for a while, and then walked around the bronze tripod, his fingers gently caressing the tadpole-like words on the tripod, his face was solemn, he didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Looks like I'm going to have to find a friend to take a look!" Grandpa walked into the warehouse office and made a phone call from his landline.

"What do we do next?" Ermao asked.

Grandpa put his hands behind his back and said only one word: "Wait!" "

Wait?!

Waiting for whom?

Waiting for the "friend" in his mouth?

What is the origin of grandpa's friend?

Almost two hours later, there was a knock on the door outside the warehouse.

The door opened, and from outside the door walked in a spirited little old man, who was sleek, thin, wearing a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses and a pair of black cloth shoes, very much the style of an intellectual in the seventies and eighties.

The little old man didn't pay attention to the others, and walked straight towards his grandfather: "San'er, where are the things you said?" "

This little old man calls his grandfather "San'er", it seems that he has a good relationship with his grandfather, and he seems to have known him for a long time, but why am I so old that I have never seen this little old man? I don't even know his last name!

Grandpa shook hands with the little old man, turned around and introduced to us: "This is Fang Xiaohua, an expert in antiquities!" You can call him Professor Fang! "

Fang Xiaohua?!

Why does this name look like a?

Professor Fang seemed to know what everyone was thinking, and immediately said: "Fang Xiaohua is actually my sister's name, but I made a mistake when I got the hukou, and as a result, my sister became Fang Xiaoqiang, and I became Fang Xiaohua!" "

Everyone couldn't help laughing, this little old man was really humorous.

Fang Xiaohua spoke like bursting beans, her speed of speech was fast, and her lung capacity was also good: "San'er, how many years have you said you haven't invited me to drink?" Hey, but I don't want to meet you, anyway, every time you look for me, it's not good. No, I just came back from the province yesterday for vacation, and I was woken up by your phone call before I woke up today! Wow, where did you get this bronze tripod? "Feng Madhua.

Fang Xiaohua stood in front of the bronze tripod, her eyes lit up, in the eyes of these antiquities experts, this bronze tripod is a stunning beauty.

Grandpa said: "Yesterday, the sand fishing team fished out of the Yangtze River, there were one hundred and one skulls in the Dingli, and there were strange snakes with cockscombs, and then the workers burned all the skulls and cockscomb snakes inside, and the accident happened!" I found the text on Ding's body to be a little weird, and you are an expert in this area, so please take a look! "

Fang Xiaohua opened the old-fashioned black leather satchel, took out a magnifying glass from it, and then leaned in front of the copper tripod to observe it carefully.

As time passed, Fang Xiaohua observed very carefully, and almost entered a state of forgetfulness.

Fang Xiaohua walked around the bronze tripod, which took a full hour.

Then, Fang Xiaohua climbed up to the sand pile next to her, squeaked, and slid into the copper tripod: "San'er, throw me a flashlight in!" "

Fang Xiaohua tinkered in the copper tripod for another half an hour, and then crawled out with excitement on her face: "San'er, if I'm not mistaken, this bronze tripod should be a product of the Wu Kingdom, and the tadpole text on the tripod is the Wu country script, and there is also the unique ghost eye totem of the Wu Kingdom in this tripod body!" "

Witch Country?!

Everyone looked at each other, and they were quite unfamiliar with the name, many people had lived on the Yangtze River all their lives and had never heard of Wuguo.

Fang Xiaohua clapped her hands, as if she was a scholar: "Wuguo is the Yangtze River Basin, no, to be precise, it is a mysterious ancient country in the Sichuan River Basin, and it has also had a glorious history in the 5,000-year-old civilization of China. It's just that because there are very few historical records about the Witch Kingdom, the Witch Kingdom has never entered people's field of vision. As for when the witch kingdom arose and when it perished, it is also a mystery, and it is still impossible to verify! Our research on the kingdom of Witchcraft is still in its infancy, and we know very little! However, I personally speculate that the emergence of the Wu Kingdom may be as early as the Shang and Zhou dynasties! "

After a pause, Fang Xiaohua continued: "The tadpole-like characters on the surface of the copper tripod are the Wuguo script, referred to as the Wuwen script, and there are only more than 100 words that can be deciphered so far. The people of the Witch Kingdom worship the gods, like to sacrifice, the wind of the ghosts and gods is very strong, and they claim to be a group of people who pass through the ghosts and gods, so the ghost eye is a unique totem symbol of the Witch Kingdom! "

Speaking of this, Fang Xiaohua patted the bronze tripod: "The bronze tripod is full of skulls, it should be some kind of mysterious sacrifice carried out by the people of the Wu Kingdom, and this bronze tripod is the vessel used in the sacrifice!" As for those cockscomb snakes in the skull, I don't think they are ordinary snakes, but snakes that have been poisoned by voodoo! This voodoo is recorded in the history books, and it is called hernia! "

Hernia?!

Grandpa's face changed: "I have also heard of hernias, but I always thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect that there really are hernias in the world!" "

"No legend in the world is groundless!" Fang Xiaohua wiped her glasses with a mirror cloth.

Grandpa sighed heavily, his face was very bad: "Ermao, you go and inform their families and prepare for the future!" "

Ermao and a few of them were stunned, preparing for the aftermath like a thunderbolt on a sunny day exploded in their ears, and several people cried and cried and wrapped their arms and legs around their grandfather, like grasping the last life-saving straw, and begged vigorously: "Third master!" Please, save them! Save them! "

The muscles on Grandpa's face twitched: "It's not that I can't save them when I see death, I don't know anything about hernias, and I'm helpless, I can't save them at all!" "

Fang Xiaohua pulled Ermao and a few of them apart: "Young man, does the third master seem to be the kind of person who can't be saved when he sees death?" To tell the truth, you are now pulling people to the best West China Hospital in the province, and you can't cure them, so you can only wait for death! "

Speaking of this, Fang Xiaohua put her polished glasses back on: "This bronze tripod is the sacrificial vessel of the Wu Kingdom, it is very evil, and now there is such a big thing, I will build yì You should hand it over to the Cultural Relics Bureau to deal with, and it will be even more troublesome if something happens!" "