The second eldest brother on the list is surnamed Chu, and according to his own introduction, he is the captain of a folk archaeology team.

When Zhang Yang saw the five big words of "Folk Archaeology Team", he thought of the other party's previous professional diving equipment, as well as the Jintang technique comparable to that of a professional inverted player, and he couldn't help but shake his right hand with his mobile phone.

Fortunately, it turned out to be a false alarm.

Captain Chu's background is similar to Yuan Hua's, and he is also the kind of person who will definitely win the award when he writes "My X Long Father".

The folk archaeological team he organized was composed of the post-90s generation, which is affiliated to the Cultural Relics Bureau and is a public welfare organization.

When the cultural relics department is understaffed, or feels that things are not so important, it is time for this civil archaeology team to step in.

"Miss Xiaoyue, what kind of temple is this?" Zhang Yang inquired about the barrage.

Judging from the video, the area around the temple is too desolate.

As the three team members gradually approached, first of all, the mountain road was directly gone, and the way was blocked by a large sliding rock.

When they finally walked around the stone and through the barren grass to the temple, what appeared in front of everyone was a decayed ancient temple built against the mountain.

The main hall of the temple should be expanded on the basis of a natural cave, with a natural mountain as a shield, after years of wind and frost, it is still relatively well preserved.

But the side hall next to it, and the courtyard a little farther away, were not so lucky, and only the collapsed ruins remained.

"This is the Guanyin Temple that the local villagers only know."

Xiao Yue pointed the camera at the plaque hanging high on the door frame of the main hall, on which the words "Guanyin Temple" were originally written in vermilion, but it was too long, and only the red word frame remained.

[Shouldn't this kind of ancient temple be regarded as a cultural relics protection unit?] 】

[The place is estimated to be very remote, otherwise there would not even be a road]

[As long as there is value in development, the tourism bureau has already operated it]

"Teacher, Captain Chu said that you can break the dynasty of everything, so can you help take a look at the age of this temple?"

Xiao Yue showed Zhang Yang the external structure of the main hall, and also deliberately photographed the wooden structure of the roof.

"Girl, it's useless for you to shoot these, this may have been built by later generations."

"Listen to me, look around the outer wall, see if there are any corners, there are exposed bricks, just show me."

Xiao Yue had followed a serious archaeological team and surveyed other ancient temples, and she had never heard of this method in her mouth, and she was subconsciously stunned in place.

Zhang Yang thought that he was embarrassed on the other side, and he didn't know how to find it, so he simply pointed out the direction.

"Just in front of you, the wall on the right, and the brick in the bottom left corner."

said it so clearly, Xiao Yue immediately did it, and Zhang Yang also gave the identification result a minute later.

"This is a brick from the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty."

"It's been five hundred years, this ancient temple is a bit old!"

"Teacher, do you see this?" Xiao Yue swallowed with some difficulty and asked in disbelief.

According to the local county records, the earliest time when this ancient temple appeared was in the middle of the Ming Dynasty.

The elders of Xiaoyue's family are from the Cultural Relics Bureau, and they have been in contact with various experts since they were children, but it is the first time she has seen this kind of eyesight.

Could it be that there are people outside of man, and there is heaven outside of heaven?

"Haha, otherwise how long will it take?" Zhang Yang said with a smile: "I will give the nickname Zhang Yi. No matter what ancient building is, you can know its age by looking at a brick. ”

[Who gave this nickname? ] 】

[Don't think about it, it's the anchor who is self-proclaimed, have you forgotten the last Zhang Banzhang]

[Little Moon girl, try two more bricks]

"Teacher, then you can take a look at this again."

Accepting the barrage's suggestion, Satsuki aimed the camera at a brick in the middle of the wall, and compared to the previous one, only one side was exposed this time.

"Don't listen to the barrage, they all watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal."

Zhang Yang pretended to frown and think.

He realized that this girl was not an old audience, and his way of judging the dynasty was a bit too advanced for ordinary passers-by.

If the dynasty is broken, it will also be the appearance of the generation.

Zhang Yang rubbed for a while at the information of "1640" on the bricks.

"Ahem, if this is not mistaken, it should be the late Ming Dynasty, probably the Chongzhen period, when repairing this temple, the new bricks."

Well? Match up with the county chronicle again?

Xiao Yue was a little suspicious at first, Zhang Yang knew in advance where this temple was.

"Then look at this piece again." She's a little upset.

"This is still from the Chongzhen period. It seems that this temple, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, underwent a major repair, and the wall of the main hall was even destroyed before. ”

"It's supposed to be the Rebellion of Luxury." Satsuki explained: "According to the county chronicles, a small group of rebels came here and destroyed the temple. Although it was later renovated, the incense of the temple never returned to its former state. ”

[Why did you suddenly discuss history?]

[I've only heard of the Anshi Rebellion, but what is the Lu'an Rebellion? 】

[Didn't they come to find the ghost of the ancient temple? 】

At this time, Da Zhuang, who had appeared on the camera just now, suddenly shouted in the main hall:

"Something's wrong! Come and see this! ”

Zhang Yang and the hearts of all the audience were instantly raised.

Following the shaky camera into the main hall, I saw a lot of garbage and drink bottles scattered on the ground in the dim hall.

In a relatively clean area in the corner, there was a brown suitcase, which had been opened.

When Satsuki showed the camera to Da Zhuang next to the box, the other party was taking out a rusty gun head from the suitcase, which was still stained with some dirt.

[Good guy, who dug it out and put it here]

[It won't be the grave of a Ming Dynasty general dug up]

[Is this weapon worth anything?] 】

"Let Mr. Zhang help take a look."

One of the three team members turned on the light, one held the head of the gun, and the other held a mobile phone.

Zhang Yang looked at it for a moment and gave a professional judgment:

"This is the head of the arrow-shaped gun used by the imperial army in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, and the time is decades earlier than what Xiaoyue said just now, the Rebellion of Luxury, and it should have been made during the Wanli period."

"And this!"

The team members took out a very rusty iron chain from the suitcase, with large spindle-shaped iron blocks at both ends.

Zhang Yang immediately helped to identify: "This thing is the meteor hammer that we often talk about in martial arts films, and it is also from the Wanli period." ”

"What about this?"

"This is a long knife in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, but unfortunately it broke ......"

"This is an arrow called a flying sword, you can treat him as Xiao Li's flying knife......

"This is the Yanling knife, the ...... used by the brocade guards of the Ming Dynasty"

The more Zhang Yang looked at it, the more frightened he became, because the rust color of all the weapons was very similar, indicating that the environment in which they were kept was very similar.

The owner of this suitcase, could it be that he found a Tibetan soldier cave in the Ming Dynasty?

"Three, I have a suggestion, don't look at it yet. Run, and call the police! ”

"These things, no matter how broken and rotten, they can still be sold for hundreds of thousands, and it is impossible for others to leave them here."

"Wait for the next people to come back, in case there are too many of them, you won't be able to escape."

But Zhang Yang was still late, and the voices of others could already be heard in the distance at the door.

A somewhat shrill male voice said, "Oops, I'm tired of labor." Cousin, you can move the last box, and I'll clean it up. ”

The male voice that responded to him was an urn and an urn: "You are playing this abacus, I can hear it clearly in Linhai." ”

"First I asked your boyfriend to guard underneath, saying that you came up and moved with me, and now it's me moving alone."

"Then when the time comes to sell it, do you have to get a little less?"

"Less? Don't forget, why we were caught, and why we came to this pimple! ”

(End of chapter)