"Got a skull? I guess a tomb robber trapped in a quicksand trap. ”

"Didn't Lao Chu and Xiao Chu reply to your messages?"

"Then listen to me and hand it over to the local police and cultural relics department immediately."

Although he didn't understand why Mao Qiqi was so excited, Zhang Yang still made the most reasonable decision based on experience.

"But I want to see how many grave robbers are trapped in this tomb......

On the other end of the phone, Mao Qiqi hesitated to say what he thought.

Zhang Yang shouted: It's too perverted.

But which middle-aged man doesn't have a bit of a perverted hobby, as a colleague, he should understand and support.

"It's not easy, why don't you buy a piece of Huazi for the excavator master and let him help you see how many skeletons are dug up?"

"When you make arrangements, come over quickly, I have a big tomb here."

"The address is the ...... of Sanjiang City"

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang found that everyone else present looked at him with shocked expressions.

He hastened to explain:

"Don't get me wrong, we're really not a serious archaeological team."

"You should have heard that when you encounter a tomb, it is a direct excavator, unlike other archaeological teams, which hire people to dig slowly."

"The situation now is that in three days, my people will arrive. Do you still have any questions? ”

The two stone statues were looking at everyone with fierce eyes, plus the one that the old village chief's family secretly sold, a total of three cultural relics.

After the Librarian He popularized the law......

Doubt? What's that?

Director Zhang, you have the final say, as long as you don't call the police.

"You don't have to panic, my brother Yang is very professional, this is a trivial matter."

"Right, brother?"

Zhang Yang nodded to Wei Fuguang, and he told several villagers:

"If the final tomb is found to be a high-level tomb, you may be able to develop this place into a tourist attraction."

"Old village chief, you know what I mean, right?"

"Understood." The old man smiled at Zhang Yang, and simply explained to Wei Laosan next to him: "To develop the scenic spot, you can apply for funds......

As soon as he said this, everyone present understood.

Zhang Yang took the opportunity to take out his mobile phone, called up the map that he had downloaded a long time ago, and handed it to the old village chief:

"Help mark the spot where these stone carvings are found!"

"I ...... I don't remember. The old village chief replied curtly.

"It's okay, I remember."

Wei Laosan stepped forward excitedly and quickly marked the approximate location.

"It's probably right around here."

"My dad took me there several times, but there was nothing over there, just a meadow."

"I suspect whose family used to open up the wasteland."

"Don't you have a hill bag?" Zhang Yang asked.

The meadow is probably the altar in front of the tomb, and it should be followed by the main body of the tomb.

"Mountain bag? No, I don't. But there are a lot of mountains. ”

What mountain, whether it is high or not, whether it is big or not, is it sitting in the south and facing north?

Zhang Yang subconsciously had to continue to inquire.

But he thought about it, why waste this effort, wait for Cheng Lao Er to come, and directly divide the gold and acupoints.

This is a large tomb with stone statues, it must be buried according to feng shui, and it is very easy to find out.

"Then wait three days for the archaeological team to come here."

Zhang Yang decided to get back to business - collecting antiques.

The question in front of him is: how many real things are still in this "antique version of the tower"?

It won't be just the old village chief's house.

Zhang Yang thought for a while and looked at the suitcase that Wei Fuguang's younger brother was carrying.

It's time to try your hand at money!

"Let's open the box."

"Huh?"

"Ah what, can't you hear Brother Yang speak?" Wei Fuguang patted his little brother's head, and with him, put the suitcase on the table and opened it.

A red light flashed, and 500,000 yuan of cash neatly stacked appeared in front of the three villagers of Weijiagou.

"Damn, so many new bills?"

"Your surname Wei is really rich......"

"Awe, why didn't you tell me in advance when you brought so much money?"

"Are you here to buy these two stone statues of mine?"

Wei Laosan stepped forward with a happy face, looking at the posture, he wanted to check the banknote.

However, Wei Fuguang directly blocked him and stopped him:

"You guys listen to Brother Yang finish his words first."

……

"Actually, it's very simple."

Zhang Yangyun explained lightly the purpose of his show of cash:

"Which of you still has the treasure in the Jade Emperor Temple near the village hidden at home, and you can exchange it for money directly."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have it at home, the three of you, for every piece I can see when you bring back, I will give a commission of 300 yuan."

Instead of looking around in the village yourself, it is better to take the money directly and ask the people in the village to help you find it.

The trio of the old village chief, Wei Laosan, and cousin in front of him is very good, perfectly covering the age group of forty to sixty.

Anyway, as long as Zhang Yang takes care of the last hurdle and ensures the quality of things, it is enough.

"Curator, can I earn this money?" Librarian He asked.

"Of course you can, the commission is enough."

Before Zhang Yang's words fell, his cousin had already rushed out first.

Wei Laosan followed closely, and he didn't want that posture.

The old village chief was the slowest to move because his legs and feet were not very sharp.

But he was the most efficient of the three.

Ten minutes later, the old village chief returned, followed by a timid little girl, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Old village chief, my brother Yang is looking for a baby, not a little wife, are you mistaken?"

"What are you talking about?" The old village chief glared at Wei Fuguang: "According to the generation, she is your aunt and grandmother." ”

"Director Zhang, can you show her the money. She had the most things in the house, but she didn't believe me. ”

"Okay, let's see."

Zhang Yang and Wei Fuguang discussed, and the box containing the money did not need to be closed, and it was directly placed in front of the God of Wealth worshiped by the Wei Laosan family.

In this way, everyone who enters the door can see their sincerity.

After seeing the cash, the little girl was happy and showed Zhang Yang the way to her house to see the baby.

In the dimly lit side room, Zhang Yang saw four clay statues of civil officials.

Each one was a head shorter than him, about one and a half meters tall.

The statue was covered in dust, and I don't know how long it had been there.

Dust off some of the dust, and you can see that the green and red ornaments on the clay sculptures are quite well preserved.

The item information for one of the statues shows:

"Name: Painted Statue of Marshal Tianpeng"

"Production time: 1308 (Yuan Dynasty to the Great First Year)"

"Details: Painted statue of Marshal Tian Peng, one of the Four Saints of the North Pole"

The other three are Tianyou, Heisha and Zhenwu.

These four are all divine generals under the Arctic Ziwei Emperor, and their status in Taoism is quite prominent.

"It turned out to be your brothers......"

Zhang Yang kept nodding his head while watching.

If nothing else, this should be the "Four Temples" in the Jade Emperor Temple, the idol of the god enshrined.

After all, the Yuan Dynasty was a regime established by nomadic people, so many of their cultures inherited the Song system.

The four colored sculptures in front of me are proof of this.

Although it was formed in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, it is completely in the style of Taoist statues of the Song Dynasty.

After so many years, it is not easy for the paint on the statue to be preserved so completely.

Zhang Yang plans to bring them all back so that they can see again.

It is estimated that he found the satisfied look on his face, and the old village chief rubbed his hands expectantly and asked him:

"Director Zhang, this should be counted, four, right?"

"Don't worry, compared with the historical and cultural value of these four statues, your more than 1,000 yuan is not a matter at all."

"More than a thousand?" The mother of the little girl standing next to her, a middle-aged woman, shouted, "I won't sell it for more than a thousand!" ”

"So how much do you want to sell, give me a price?"

Zhang Yang's budget for going to the countryside to receive goods this time is 1.5 million.

At the moment, it seems that the funds are still abundant, and it is difficult to spend them all.

Looking at the mother and daughter opposite, she was a little nervous, and she couldn't give a price for a long time, Zhang Yang also took the initiative to tell the other party:

"Don't worry about the bold offer, I'm going to make a counteroffer anyway."

"That's a good ......" The middle-aged woman nodded seriously: "How about a million for each piece?" ”

"How much?" Zhang Yang asked with a shocked face: "You look at the eyes of these gods, say it again?" ”

"A million isn't too expensive."

The little girl's mother counted her fingers to Zhang Yang:

"Now the food in the restaurant outside is 80 yuan a day, 800 yuan a week, 8,000 a month, 80,000 yuan in half a year, and 800,000 yuan a year."

"Such a good antique, you can buy one in a year."

"Mom, you're miscalculated." The little girl couldn't help but listen.

"That's right, I see that there is a Master Sun on the Internet who calculates like this."

"Auntie, you're looking at Sun Huowang." Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile and said: "Only those with fire in their names can be so foolish." ”

At this time, the old village chief spoke, and he wanted to quickly earn the commission:

"Director Zhang, it's better for you to set the price, the price you set is very conscientious."

"Okay, my price is: four pieces together, 50,000."

"Is this price okay?"

The old village chief took the initiative to ask the mother and daughter for Zhang Yang, and by the way, he also explained the purpose:

"Director Zhang collects things and puts them in museums for exhibition, not cultural relics dealers."

"Really, Curator Zhang?"

"That's pretty much it. But now, I have a more important question, and I am offering a reward of 500 yuan for an answer. ”

Zhang Yang walked up to the four statues, pointed to them and asked the other three people present:

"How many things did you move out of the Jade Emperor Temple?"

"I really don't remember exactly."

The old village chief scratched off several strands of hair, and he didn't come up with an answer.

Of the 500 yuan, no one could earn it in the end.

But Zhang Yang only stayed in Weijiagou Village for one afternoon and received more than 30 colored sculptures.

The Jade Emperor Temple, which was burned down, can be seen in its former pomp.

"Let's go, don't send it."

Zhang Yang kept waving his hand from the car window, signaling that everyone didn't have to be so polite.

It only cost more than a million, which is really not enough.

But the villagers of Weijiagou Village insisted on standing at the entrance of the village and watched him leave.

In a person's eyes, he is full of reluctance.

As if to say: God of Wealth, why don't you come again?!

When Zhang Yang left, behind the Mercedes-Benz, he was followed by a large truck, which was full of all kinds of colored statues.

When it came time to return to the Helin Museum to unload the goods, everyone else in the museum was stunned.

They all asked the librarian which temple had been emptied?

The statue of the god of the three walls, the statue of the four holy gods of the North Pole, and the statue of the twenty-eight stars of the stars......

If these are placed in the same venue, visitors will definitely think that they are entering a temple, not a museum.

Zhang Yang has already considered this question.

When the time comes, we will build a Taoist-themed exhibition hall in the Song Dynasty.

The only regret is that the statue of the Jade Emperor in the temple, which was dismembered at the beginning, has nowhere to follow.

If you really open the special exhibition hall, you have to look for another statue of the Jade Emperor.

Zhang Yang planned to come to work on this matter after discovering the ancient tomb near Weijiagou Village.

……

Three days later, Zhang Yang and his party came to Sanchuan City again.

This time, Wei Fuguang brought more than a dozen younger brothers, all of whom were security guards at the bar.

Three-person teams, each equipped with a walkie-talkie, a sapper shovel and a metal detector.

The equipment for visiting the graves is professional.

Zhang Yang had a lot of employment, and he only brought Xu Jie and an action camera.

I'm going to shoot some videos of visiting the tomb, and go back and cut a good show.

But the most relaxed has to be the Cheng Mao duo.

They didn't bring anything, only a magical tomb robbery technique.

It was found that there was no road to the place where the stone statue was born, and even the path into the mountain was overgrown with weeds and thorns.

It took Zhang Yang and his entourage more than two hours to reach the place where the old village chief drew a circle on the map.

"The three mountains are connected in a line, this is Longbei Ridge."

Cheng Lao Er looked at the mountains in front of him, and began to mumble something in his mouth, which ordinary people couldn't understand at all:

"See the dragon's back, look for the dragon's head. Take the metallographic water, the cave soil is printed with wood......"

"The original vein of the terrain, the original bone ...... of the mountain"

"And he said, What is it?" Xu Jie asked Zhang Yang.

"This is the content of the funeral scriptures." Zhang Yang replied with a black line on his face.

When the big guy is working, the layman can just watch the play on the side.

Just wait for Cheng Lao Er to say where to dig.

But Zhang Yang waited and waited, waited for half an hour, and did not wait for the address of the tomb.

The master overturned?

Seeing Cheng Laoer's brows twisted into twists, Zhang Yang hurriedly went up and asked:

"Is there something wrong?"

"It's weird, this place is a [dead land]!"

"The nobles of the Song Dynasty should not be buried in such a place. How could there be a stone statue in such a place? ”

Cheng Lao Er said with a solemn face:

"The photo of the stone statue you showed me should be the statue of the general of the tomb that can only be used by the royal family in the Song Dynasty."

"I once went to the imperial mausoleum of the Song Dynasty in Gongyi to study, and those stone statues were scattered in the fields, so you can observe them up close."

"The emperor's mausoleum there, the place where it was built is [birthplace]. Even after the tomb was stolen and turned into farmland, it was still a few pieces of fertile soil. ”

"But according to the trend of this earth dragon, the best burial ground is there, you see!"

Zhang Yang looked in the direction of Cheng Laoer's finger, and it was really average.

There is even a mud slope formed by a landslide after the rain next to it, who would be buried in such a dangerous place!

Zhang Yang thought to himself: The method of touching Captain Jin doesn't work, do you have to use the local method of Xieling Lux?

Although there were a lot of people here, Wei Fuguang's subordinates were not professional.

Without a Luoyang shovel, how can you explore the tomb in a large area?

We have to think of some way to save effort.

Zhang Yang found Wei Laosan and asked him to recall the location of the stone statue.

Sure enough, it was on a flat ground.

Since the stone statue was born here, there may be something that fell on the ground when the tomb was repaired.

For example, copper coins, construction waste, and so on.

These are all very useful evidence for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang directly commanded Wei Fuguang's younger brothers to excavate!

About half an hour later, Mao Qiqi made a discovery:

"I found a bone here!"

……

"It's a horse bone."

Zhang Yang looked at the freshly unearthed white bones under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"And it's the leg bones of a long-dead horse."

"Let's take this leg bone as the center, a radius of one meter, and dig it all up!"

As pieces of turf were excavated, the bones of a complete horse emerged.

Zhang Yang took a look at the formation time of these horse bones, all of which were 1280.

In this year, the Southern Song Dynasty was completely destroyed.

"Could it be that we are thinking wrong?" Zhang Yang took a deep breath and told Cheng Laoer: "Maybe, this is not a tomb of the Song Dynasty at all?" ”

"It should be from the Yuan Dynasty!"

Cheng Lao Er and Zhang Yang glanced at each other and nodded.

He explained to those around him:

"The way the people of the Yuan Dynasty buried the dead was to use two pieces of wood to clamp the person and bury it directly in the ground. If you have money, you will use gold to make three circles of wood. ”

"After the burial, the horses are driven, the grave is trampled flat, and it is completely integrated into the surrounding environment."

"Finally, kill a horse on the grave, sprinkle grass seeds, and wait until the next spring, when the grass grows on the grave and is the same as the surroundings before leaving."

I went out for the Mid-Autumn Festival today, and I owe a chapter and make up for it tomorrow.

(End of chapter)