Early the next morning, Guan Haiyang did not go to Gaomiao Village immediately, but went to the old house with Du Xia.

There are only two buses from Fenshui to Mazhen, and one shift in the morning will not arrive at Mazhen until ten o'clock, he told Yuan Chenggang yesterday that he wants to go back to Fenshui to pick up the goods, and he must do a full set of plays, and the time must be right.

He thought that it was still early, and it would be too late to finish the matter at the old mansion.

For most of the day yesterday, Du Xia had already inquired about the antiques dug up from the old mansion.

The old house is close to the Gushui River, because it is in the middle and lower reaches of the river, and this section is a plain river section, a large amount of sediment continues to accumulate, and over time, the riverbed will be higher than the ground on both banks, causing the river to burst and run off along the low-lying area, forming a new river channel.

Fortunately, the diversion of the river is slow and traceable, and the local hydrological department will issue an early warning and nearby residents will move out early.

Since the beginning of the maritime chronicle, the Gushui River has been diverted three times.

The old house of the Guan family is in the middle of the original river, because of the diversion of the Gushui River, it has now accumulated sediment and become a fertile field.

In the early years, some people reclaimed this land to sow rice, and after a few years of harvesting, some people found some broken porcelain pieces in the silt when they planted the land.

Knowledgeable people guessed that it was because the river was diverted a few years ago, and an ancient tomb upstream collapsed, and the treasures inside fell into the mud along the water.

As a result, there was no one to farm, and the nearby villagers carried shovels and hoes along the dry river and began to hunt for treasure.

By the time the local government reacted, the entire land had already been dug up three feet into the ground and turned upside down.

The experts were heartbroken and protected the last bit of the place that had not been excessively damaged, waiting for the Bureau of Cultural Relics to come and slowly excavate.

At the same time, he also sent people to Dingji, where the old house was located, to persuade the villagers to hand over the excavated cultural relics and antiques to the state.

As a result, the experts who went to the village were so moved by the villagers' shovels and hoes that they came back crying.

So now most of the good things are still in the hands of the villagers waiting to be sold.

Guan Haiyang didn't go to the old mansion to collect antiques, he didn't have that capital now.

He wanted to see if the Ru kiln azure glazed sunflower wash that was auctioned off at a sky-high price in later generations had been poached by the villagers.

This item was reported in great detail back then, and even the excavation site was described in detail.

It is precisely because of the special location where it is buried that it has escaped the scattered excavation of the villagers and has not been broken to pieces by shovels and hoes.

The main tomb on the river has been hollowed out, but there is still a group of tombs under a deserted temple two miles southeast of this main tomb.

Compared with the huge scale of the main tomb, this tomb group is much messy and simple, and it looks like a cemetery for ordinary people.

But here is buried the most valuable and well-preserved Ru kiln azure glazed sunflower wash in the entire cemetery.

Guan Haiyang and Du Xia walked up the river, they grew up here, and the terrain and landform within a radius of twenty miles were well understood, and the small ruined temple was behind a small forest upstream of the old mansion.

The edge of the river is full of reed poles that are as tall as Qi people, even if Du Xia is nearly two meters tall, he can only come out when he walks in.

The reed poles near the village are harvested, soaked in warm water for an hour, drained to remove excess water, and cut into a normal length that can be used to weave various small objects.

Nowadays, there are not many people who do this kind of handiwork, and more people take back the reed poles to feed the horses and cattle.

But the small ruined temple was already a little far away from the village, and it was close to the water source, and wild reeds grew everywhere, and the two of them had a hard time walking in it.

Finally, through the reeds, there was a sparse forest in front of it, and a small ruined temple loomed behind the grass and trees.

"Yes, yes." Guan Haiyang's mood became a little excited.

Hundreds of millions of things were right in front of him, and it was remarkable that he could control himself from screaming.

"You've been here to play, and you've jumped off a wall and twisted your foot." Du Xia remembers this place.

That time, Du Xia carried him back.

Guan Haiyang smiled when he heard this: "I said that I would never come to this place again, and I smashed the head of the only intact sculpture in the temple." ”

looked at Du Xia, and he said, "This time, we'll push all the statues." ”

While speaking, the two of them had already arrived in the ruined temple, and most of the walls on all four sides had collapsed, leaving only the wall behind the mud bodhisattva in the temple that was still well preserved.

But the mud bodhisattva's own dharma body was already scattered, and only a rough human form was left standing there.

Whether there are ghosts and gods in this world, Guan Haiyang doesn't know, but the fact that he can wear them back still makes him feel a little more awe in his heart.

He bowed a few times in front of the humanoid mud pillar, and said something in his mouth: "You old man is numerous, don't care about today's offense. When I take out my things and exchange them for money, I'll find a chance to rebuild a stainless steel Dharma Body for you. ”

After doing a good job in psychological construction, Guan Haiyang greeted Du Xia, and the two shook it together a few times, and the already loose Bodhisattva statue suddenly collapsed and shattered into mud on the ground.

Removing the foundation stone from under the Buddha statue, the two of them picked up the pickaxe that had been prepared long ago, and the two of them dug it up with all their might.

Almost an hour later, a small hole appeared in front of the two of them.

After waiting for a while, it was estimated that the turbid air below had almost dissipated, Guan Haiyang tied a rope around his waist and told Du Xia to drag him back as long as he heard movement below.

Guan Haiyang has no experience in digging gold and robbing tombs, but it has been mentioned in later reports that this tomb is very simple, the treasure is not hidden deeply, and it didn't take much effort to get it out.

It is precisely because of this that he dared to dig people's ancestral graves with a rope tied to his waist.

It turns out that the relevant reports about this treasure were quite accurate.

It only took more than ten minutes to enter and exit the sea, and there was no need for the safety rope tied around his waist.

When he climbed up to the entrance of the cave, he was holding three artifacts in his hands.

A small plate stained with dirt, a lump of mud that looks like a teapot, and a small, boxy box.

Gently sweeping away the soil on the plate, the turquoise plate appeared in front of the two of them.

Although it has been baptized for thousands of years, the small porcelain plate is still smooth in color, without half a point of obscurity, its color is as light as the blue sky, and it is endless freshness in the eyes, which makes people marvel.

Even Guan Haiyang has no research on antiques, and he can see the preciousness of this thing.

Not to mention anything else, the touch after starting is as delicate as milk, and it makes people feel a little lovely.

This should be the Ru kiln azure glazed sunflower wash that was auctioned out of two points and hundreds of millions in later generations, yes!