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Chapter two hundred and eighty fourth ancient blood dish

Wen Rensheng and his party arrived at the porcelain manufacturing factory located 10 kilometers away in the western suburbs of the city.

Looking from a distance, the heavy fog in the factory has dissipated and it looks normal.

A blockade has been put up around the factory, some people are patrolling the surrounding area, and others are waiting at the door.

When Wen Rensheng and others got out of the car, someone immediately came forward to greet them.

"Hello, Expert Wenren, I am Wang Shumin, the county magistrate. Thank you very much for your hard work this time." A thin, very capable middle-aged man came forward and extended his hand to Wenrensheng.

Wen Rensheng shook hands with the other party and said, "Your Majesty Wang, you're welcome. Let me check the situation first."

"I won't say any more polite words. As long as you can help us deal with this matter, you will be our great benefactor in Wu County." Wang Lingchang shook Wen Rensheng's hand vigorously.

Wen Rensheng nodded. The commander was still very qualified. He was not afraid of the risk immediately and ran to the scene without shrinking back at all.

From this point alone, he is worthy of his position.

Then the blockade was opened, and Wen Rensheng led people into the factory.

He looked up and saw that in the spacious factory area, there were three kilns to the east and material piles to the west.

There were no workers in front of the kiln, only some materials and tools.

"Is the factory director here?" Wen Rensheng turned around and asked.

"Expert, I am the director of this factory. You can just call me Xiao Dong." A young man in his thirties came forward with a very respectful attitude.

Liu Jian and the other three people following Wen Rensheng were extremely envious when they saw this scene.

This is the true status of mysterious experts in the outside world.

Whether he is a county magistrate or a factory director of a key enterprise, he is considered to be a local upper-class figure, and he can be considered to be among the top four in the country, but in front of Teacher Wenren, he is like a primary school student.

Teacher Wenren's real age is not even older than them.

Those who are successful come first, regardless of age.

Be sure to become an expert in the occult.

The motivation of the three of them to learn increased by 20% without realizing it.

"Hello, Director Dong, there was a strange fog in your factory this morning. When exactly did it happen?" Wen Rensheng asked directly.

"It was around 10:15 in the morning. At that time, the workers had just started work for two hours. I was having a meeting in the office when I heard a noise outside and the meeting was interrupted. Because there was a meeting recorder, I remember the time very clearly."

Director Dong replied seriously.

Wen Rensheng thought about it for a moment. That time happened to be when he broke the illusion of village ruins. Is there any connection between them?

He then asked: "I heard that you have special porcelain fired here. What varieties are they?"

After hearing this, Manufacturer Dong hesitated for a moment and said: "Actually, the so-called special porcelain is just a cover-up. The real name should be weird porcelain. It has special human bones added to it and has to be stored in some special places for a long time."

, finally take it out, evaluate the effect and sell it.

"This is also our most profitable product. It is all consigned for auction. Europeans and Americans are particularly willing to pay high prices to buy it. Sometimes a top-quality product can even be worth the price of an airplane."

No wonder the commander attaches so much importance to it, this is equivalent to the high-end industry in the previous life.

Wen Rensheng turned to look at Liu Jian and the others, and then asked: "When you were exploring the ruins of the village these days, did you find any traces of other people?"

Wang Xia shook his head, but Hu Qingyang suddenly said: "I remembered that there seemed to be some faint footprints nearby, but it looked like they were left a long time ago. I just regarded them as ordinary people passing by by chance and didn't take the initiative to tell you about it.

This issue."

"Is the village ruins you two mentioned the Wangjia Village located on the upper reaches of the Huai River?" Director Dong suddenly asked.

"That's right there." Wen Rensheng nodded.

"That's right, the weird Wangjia Village is where we bury porcelain and use soil." Director Dong suddenly said.

Everyone was thoughtful when they heard this.

Wang Lingchang's face immediately relaxed and he couldn't help but praise: "After all, he is an expert from the provincial capital. He found the source of the matter in just a few words. It is really amazing."

"Your Majesty, you're welcome." Wen Rensheng smiled.

"Then how do you think we should solve this problem?" Wang Lingchang continued, "It is best to allow them to maintain their original production, but of course they must add some safety measures."

Wen Rensheng did not answer immediately, but thought for a while, and then took out the bloody wooden sculpture from his backpack.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what Wen Rensheng was going to do.

I saw him walking to one of the porcelain kilns, and everyone followed closely, and then I saw five blood stains suddenly flowing out of the wood carving...

The blood flowed more and more, and finally the wood sculpture turned into an ordinary monkey statue made of gray poplar wood.

And the blood that flowed out went directly into the porcelain kiln as if it was attracted by something!

It was getting late now, and everyone was a little frightened when they saw this strange scene.

If there weren't many people around, I believe someone would have run away.

"This, this, isn't this the ancient Meng Jiangnu looking for a husband? If it is, if it is Qiliang bone, the blood can flow into it..." Director Dong said subconsciously.

Obviously, this person often dealt with human bones and was very knowledgeable about this famous human bone legend in history.

"Well, things are very clear. Some of the human bones you used to make the weird porcelain came from Wangjiacun. We were there this morning to clean up the grievances on this antique, which somehow caused changes here." Wenren said.

Sheng nodded.

"Well, according to what you say, after the blood has penetrated into the ashes, this matter should be settled, and the factory can resume work as usual?" Wang Lingchang said happily.

"Let's observe for a while first, things won't be that simple." Wen Rensheng thought for a while and said.

The matter involves ancient people, and the matter has long passed. It is impossible to completely purify the resentment.

If he guessed correctly, those who died in vain just wanted to expose their grievances...

I don't know how much time passed, but when all the blood flowed into the kiln, the kiln suddenly made a sound and a porcelain plate rolled out.

Director Dong subconsciously used a nearby wooden clamp to pick up the porcelain plate first.

Everyone looked down, and suddenly everyone took a breath, and their backs felt numb.

Because a bright red blood painting has been burned on the plate.

A fierce-looking man, holding a sharp knife, appeared to be walking slowly. There were four women and children in front of him, but they were all ignorant and unaware that a disaster was coming.

There was a wound on the vicious man's arm, which seemed to be dripping with blood. A child seemed to be turning his head back in confusion, which was even more eerie.

This tragedy, buried in the ruins of an ancient village, was exposed to the broad daylight hundreds of years later.

Wen Rensheng put on his gloves and looked around with a trace of mist.

"Ancient blood dish: a porcelain that contains the truth of an ancient case. The bones of the murderer and the bones of the victim are mixed together without distinguishing each other. It's really ironic."

"Mystery: 25."

"Mysterious composition: blood connection, hatred of wasted death."

"You completely decipher the history of a mysterious artifact, your mysterious knowledge increases by 1 point, and the upper limit of the mystery level increases to 275 points."

Not bad, after all the hard work, I finally earned a dime.

Wen Rensheng thought happily.

Then he quickly woke up and said: "Even if this matter is completely settled, there will be no further trouble. But if you make this kind of porcelain in the future, you'd better investigate the special locations and the human bones used in advance."

What happened? This is the business card of our Tianxing Club..."

Wen Rensheng said as he handed a business card into Director Dong's hand.

"Thank you, thank you expert," Director Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and then personally wrapped the blood plate in a wooden box and handed it to Wen Rensheng with both hands, "This porcelain can be regarded as our reward, although it is not worth much.

Money is always about your heart."

"Okay, I won't refuse your kindness." Of course Wen Rensheng had to put it away, otherwise, would he give that ordinary monkey wood carving to Lao Zhao later?

He must have thought that he had changed the contract, or that it was a very shoddy way.

Later, the overjoyed Wang Lingchang and others invited Wen Rensheng and four others to the best hotel in the county to entertain them...


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