"How can there be a painting of Tang Bohu?"

"It is recorded in the JX Provincial Chronicles that he is the calligraphy and painting teacher of Lou Suzhen, the princess of Ning, and it is also mentioned in the historical records that Tang Bohu is often invited by Zhu Chenhao to paint, and it is normal for him to draw an inscription."

If you say so, it is more normal to have a painting of the Bada Shanren here.

"Nine of them, it's incredible to think about?"

"A little bit, indeed!"

No need to estimate, no need to doubt: more than all the leaks he had picked up before.

Further, how much is worth is only secondary, but lies in the "Daming Ancestral Hall", "Zhu's descendants", and "after the Bada Shanren".

It is equivalent to overturning all the assertions of many historians and archaeologists, and declaring five, six, seven, or eight provincial-level topics without the slightest problem.

Not to mention the painting in front of you, the magic weapon on it, the jade and seal before, just this house is a proper "provincial cultural relics key protection unit", not worth much money to measure.

30 million, pick up the big leak......

"Thanks to Lin Ziliang!"

Chen Jingshu smiled and nodded: "I really have to thank you!" ”

Without Lin Ziliang, Tang Ling would not have come to Fengcheng, Li Dingan would not have intersected with her, and he would not have seen the treasure map.

Naturally, you won't peel off the cocoon, and you will find this place by touching the vine, and you won't be able to find so many priceless things.

At most, I think of this place as a cultural market, and I come to visit it from time to time.

"Blessings and misfortunes lurk, and misfortunes and blessings rely on?" Li Dingan let out a long sigh: "Sometimes, luck is so wonderful. ”

"Lin Ziliang is not only unlucky, but also blames him for drilling the horns of the bull and being led astray by that dog!"

Go astray?

Li Dingan paused for a moment and shook his head again.

Ask yourself, Lin Ziliang's layout methods, and his patience for more than ten years, he can't compare.

Therefore, it is impossible for such a person to drill any bull horns, there should be treasure, and that painting must be related to treasure, but the time is too short, and there is only one photo, it should be that he did not find the secret.

If you have time, you should study it carefully.

It would be nice if I could get my hands on that picture......

"Let's go, Xiao Shu and Secretary Yi should be back soon, and we'll come down and sort it out when the old Taoist priest is gone!"

Yes, there are also Wang Chenggong and Sun Huaiyu, and they should also be avoided.

"In the future, do you really want to open a museum?"

"Antiques are dead things, and at most they can be sold for some money. But the significance and influence of the Zhu ancestral hall and the former residence of the Bada Shanren are very far-reaching, and the local people have followed it for so long, and the expectations are still so high? Even out of consideration of historical responsibility and social obligation, we cannot really sell everything as if we were picking up a leak.

But if I were asked to donate it, I wouldn't do it...... If you want to come and go, it is the most suitable for the museum. ”

Historical responsibility, social obligation?

Chen Jingshu wanted to laugh very much, and also sighed a little: How old are you, but you have already begun to think about such a profound question?

"Do you want to cooperate with the government?"

"It's better to manage it yourself, but this is not in a hurry, and I'll think about it later. I'm wondering if I should invite Professor Wu or Dean Lu to take a look, not to mention the big building, but the interior decoration must have a sense of history and heaviness......"

"Is it to design it well, just like now, it feels very strange: the top looks like an ancient city, but the bottom looks like an air-raid shelter?"

"It's a little, it's not ancient, it's not today, and you still built a shadow wall in the fortifications?"

"Where did you say?"

Chen Jingshu pointed to the door, "It's so thick, I thought it was a pillar before!" ”

"Behind it were pillars, and a part of it extended out to form a wall. The wall is pitted and concave, it is estimated that the pattern has been carved before, and the back has been shoveled off! ”

"Pattern?"

Chen Jingshu suddenly thought: "Could it be the dog?" ”

"Probably not...... You see, there are two dots below, and nine times out of ten they are words! ”

Chen Jingshu smiled again: "Maybe it's another treasure map!" ”

"It's all about decoration!" Li Dingan also gritted his teeth, "By the way, dig again, what if you dig up the treasure?" ”

"Whimsical!"

The two men joked and walked out side by side. When he arrived at the door, Li Dingan was about to turn off the lights, but his hands grabbed the lamp rope and stopped again.

His eyes were fixed on the shadow wall facing the doorway.

It's very ordinary, made of red bricks and wrapped in cement.

Because of the dampness, the alkali regurgitation is very serious, and the roots have been eroded out of a deep groove. Crucially, this side is flat and there are no traces of repair.

So, there are words on the inside, but the outside is as smooth as a mirror, which happens to be the opposite of the normal wall?

"Wait!"

With a move in his mind, Li Dingan walked over, touched it first, and then picked out the cement.

"......"

With a tooth-sore sound, several marks were left on the wall.

The quality is very good......

He went around the shadow wall again and entered the basement.

"What's wrong?"

"There's something wrong with this wall!"

"What's the problem?"

"I'll take a look!"

Chen Jingshu followed in, and Li Dingan climbed on the wall, almost inch by inch, constantly touching.

"There were words embedded in the wall before, and I used Shangrao rice grains!"

"Could it be a town monument?"

"You say it's like the net word of mouth above? It's not like, looking at these two points, it's very big, so there's only one word here, but the five mantras are at least two...... Well, more than two points, it should be four...... The part next to it seems to be ''people', or ''? ”

There are four points of water at the bottom, and the person on the right or, what will be the word?

Hot, cooked, boiled, boiled, burned, burned, or evil, or silent?

Subconsciously, he listed the possible words, and in an instant, his mind "buzzed", as if he had been empowered, and his hairs stood on end.

Ha ha...... Silent?

"Huh...... Hehehe...... Silent? ”

Li Ding'an suddenly laughed, suppressed his throat again, and his voice was strange and ugly, like a night owl whistling in the middle of the night, echoing in the basement!

Li Ding'an...... Li Ding'an? ”

Chen Jingshu was startled, grabbed his arm, and shook it vigorously, but he laughed even harder.

"I ...... I'm fine......"

"Wake up...... you"

"I ...... Very sober...... Do you remember what you said earlier? ”

"Town Monument?"

"No, it's more front!"

"The black dog?"

"Right...... Haha, black dog, black dog, it's a black dog...... ...... on the wall"

He wanted to slap himself in the face.

When the Bada Mountain people were monks, they practiced silent Zen!

When I was a Taoist priest, I practiced a forbidden mantra!

Even if it is still a secular period, it can be said without saying it!

He also left a family motto for his children and grandchildren: keep your mouth shut!

And on the wall on the first floor, there is still that piece of net word-of-mouth......

Viewing the name of the Five Words Hall, but there is only one mantra for purifying the mouth, isn't it a speechless hall?

In the computer, there is also a photo of the treasure map, that is, the black dog......

Black and dog, isn't it "silent"?

Lin Ziliang guessed correctly, that painting is a treasure map.

The mystery is so simple, but I didn't even think of it?

Of course, Lin Ziliang also didn't expect it, otherwise he wouldn't just stare at the porcelain factory......

Lin Dingan smiled bitterly, and sighed again: The word "silent" runs through the life of the Bada Mountain people, and it is also a prophecy for future generations to settle down, and it has been adhered to for a full 600 years.

Therefore, the answer is simpler: where there is "silence", there is treasure......

He turned around and walked inside: "There is a treasure in the wall!" ”

"Huh?"

Chen Jingshu was shocked: How is it possible?

"The wall was built in the fifties and sixties, and the characters were also embedded at that time, but the time when it was shoveled down was about 30 years at most...... Think about it, is it that after the backstage collapsed, the Huang family also had a bad premonition, ready to dig up the treasure, and then escape? As a result, before he could do so, he was wiped out......"

It's like talking to yourself, babbling in your mouth, and your feet are extremely fast. Li Ding'an walked over to the pile of boxes and picked up a crowbar.

It was there before, and it should have been left by the old Taoist priest after opening the box.

He walked back and took a closer look.

If it is hollow, there is only a layer of brick skin on the outside, which can't hide much, and it doesn't last, let alone insurance.

So, nine times out of ten it's in the pillar.

As for what's there, just smash it open......

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The cement and brick slag "slumped" down, and after a dozen strokes, he smashed a gap.

The head of the stick was embedded in the crack of the brick, and with a "collapse", a brick fell.

After that, the second and then the third...... The gap is getting bigger and bigger, then the second layer, then the third layer......

Suddenly, there was a "ding" sound, as if it had smashed something like iron.

Li Dingxin's head shook and he pried hard.

"Gollum ......"

A large brick fell, and then something fell, and it hit the foot impartially.

He cried "ahh

The two eyeballs protruded vigorously, eager to pop out.

There was another "bang", yellow, white, and dripping down like water.

No matter what color it is, the length is the same: the two ends are upturned, the middle is concave, like a boat but not a boat, and the round head is girded......

Treasure...... Haha, treasure?

In a trance, his expression was stupid and stupid, and a strange feeling spread throughout his body, crispy and numb.

Chen Jingshu didn't get much better, her eyes forgot to turn, and she stared at the things on the ground tightly.

Ingot ...... A lot of ingots?

So much, so much......

With a "bang", the door above was pushed open, and Wang Chenggong and Sun Huaiyu rushed down like crazy.

Teacher Li...... Teacher Li...... How are you? ”

No one responded, and the two men rushed faster, their hands pressed to their waists, ready to draw their guns at any moment.

But then, as if stepping on the brakes, Wang Chenggong stopped abruptly, and Sun Huaiyu hit his back head.

Then, as if they had been hit head-on with a hammer, the two of them leaned back in unison: the yellow was dazzling, the white was bright, and it flowed all over the ground, even burying Li Ding'an's feet.

He was carrying a crowbar, dumbfounded, stupid.

His lips twitched, and he squeezed out a smile: "Old ...... Lao Wang? ”

Wang Chenggong turned around violently and pushed Sun Huaiyu hard: "Let's go...... Mr. Li, are you busy...... You're busy......"

Sun Huaiyu suddenly woke up: "Teacher Li, we didn't see anything......"

Lao Wang couldn't wait to cover her mouth: you idiot, you can't speak, just keep your mouth shut......

Then, like thieves, the two men ran out of the basement and up the stairs one after another.

"Boom ......"

There was a soft sound, and the two of them gently closed the door above.

Looking at the things on the ground, Li Dingan was speechless.

I want to give my mouth a bit: It's just my feet that hurt, what do you call it? (End of chapter)