In the dark underground palace, Dou Sprout looked nervous, holding up a flashlight and looking left and right.
"Fengzi, look here, there seems to be traces of manual excavation here."
I glanced at Dou Sprout, lowered his head and put the crystal bottle back into the machine box. This box was the original, and if we sell it together, the value will double.
I said, "The gold book we dug up before was just a cover-up. Its purpose is to protect the underground palace here from being discovered."
Douyazai nodded and immediately said, "That's probably it. I don't know who built this place back then. Damn it, I really tried my best to deceive people one after another. I didn't expect that we would miss it in the end. Having said that, we must
If I hadn't come back to find the amulet, we might have missed this place."
After saying this, Dou Sprout took out the amulet and kissed it hard.
"So Panpan, my lucky star, you are really my good baby!"
Dou Sprout is right. If he hadn't suddenly returned to find the amulet, we would definitely have missed this place.
What's even more amazing is that the place where the amulet fell was right above the entrance to the underground palace. It seemed that Dou Sprout's amulet had guided us to discover this place.
It has been more than 800 years. What exactly happened here? No one knows.
Looking at the mottled blue bricks under my feet, I thought deeply, "When the altar above and the underground palace below are connected, it is a "hui"-shaped structure, like digging a mountain. The amount of work is not small, which shows that many people participated in the construction. It symbolizes
The white horse and black ox that changed the dynasty, the iron coin with the clear name of the rebel army, and the Gamoni statue, all the evidence points to this being the place where the Chun'an rebel army secretly carried out their activities, and all of these people believe in Mo
Nijia.”
"That's right Mineko, what on earth are those red things in the bottle?"
"I don't know. I won't find out until I go out to do some research. There's probably nothing here. Let's go quickly. Boss and Brother Yu should wait in a hurry."
"Don't panic yet! Wait!"
Like a storm, Dou Sprouts ran over and stuffed the plates and bowls on the table into the bag. The big bag couldn't fit in, so he found a small bag and stuffed it inside.
Based on my preliminary experience, this type of exquisitely crafted crystal vase was popular in the Tang and Song Dynasties, and was generally used to contain the relics of eminent monks.
Nowadays, crystal bottles containing colorful "relics" and crystal towers can still be seen everywhere on Panjiayuan's street stalls. None of them are real, they are 100% fake.
One of the relics is made of crushed pig bones, and the other is made of stained glass with fluorescent powder added, which will glow at night.
I once asked my younger brother and sister Xiaoying to buy a crystal bottle like this at Chengtian Antique City, so I know better that the purchase price is about 60 yuan a piece, and the price of selling it is usually 30,000 to 40,000 yuan. People in the capital who are rich and believe in Buddhism
For those people, tens of thousands of yuan is just the cost of a few meals, so Xiaoying can sell one or two every now and then.
I never expected to encounter the real thing this time, because in principle, this kind of thing will not appear in ancient tombs at all. As for the value, there is no specific reference price. Anyway, I will sell the fake ones for 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.
One, if I ask for a hundred times the price of the real thing, that’s not too much, right?
I did two more things before going out.
First, I asked Dou Yazi to shine with a flashlight, and I took a few photos of the stone horses and stone cows with my mobile phone. The photos were taken from multiple angles, including the inscriptions on the belly of the stone sculptures.
Second, I packed a bottle of hot spring water and put it in my bag.
After doing this, I couldn't help but look back again. I felt excited and nervous, mixed with a little bit of fear.
I am excited because I have gained a lot from this caving expedition, but I am worried about the feeling this place gives me. It seems that it is still full of many unsolved mysteries, and I am afraid.
Where did Brother Zhang’s body go?
This is weird. Could it be that some large animal we don’t know lives down there, and it dragged the body somewhere and ate it?
I don’t really believe in Uncle Cha’s last calculation. I don’t believe that a person who fell from a height of several hundred meters in a coma can still survive the fall. If he survives, then I’ll screw my head off on the spot.
Come down and kick the ball.
Two and a half hours later.
With the help of Brother Yu, I finally crawled up from the hole sweating profusely. Dou Sprouts had big and small bags hanging on his body, and he was also panting from exhaustion.
Judging from the time we descended into the cave, it was already the afternoon of the second day.
"Boss, where is Xiaoxuan?"
"Xiaoxuan is having fun, watching our car."
"Yunfeng, Wen Bin just told me that your foot was bitten by an insect. How about it?"
"I don't have anything important to do. Let's leave quickly and talk about it when we get back."
I have a lot to say in my heart, but this is not the place to talk.
Boss knew this too, so he took out his walkie-talkie and called Xiaoxuan, asking what was going on outside and if anyone was there.
Soon, Xiaoxuan's confirmed reply was received on the intercom, and we dared to go out.
After all, it is still daytime, and we are all carrying large and small bags. If someone accidentally sees us, it will inevitably cause trouble.
It wasn't until our car drove out of Dongshan that we let out a sigh of relief.
Brother Yu held the steering wheel, slowed down the car and said, "Yunfeng, Yazai took too long to go back to find the amulet. I was afraid something would happen, so I wanted to go down to find you just now." ??
Before I could say anything, Dou Sprout sitting in the back row immediately said excitedly, "Brother Yu! You don't know what Fengzi and I found when we went back this time! We got rich! We got rich!"
"Oh? What's going on?"
I roughly described how I discovered the hidden underground palace, opened the bag at my feet, and took out the mechanism box containing the crystal bottle for everyone to see.
When Xiaoxuan saw it, he said it looked like a soda bottle used by modern people. He glanced at it and said, "This is not a practical tool, it is a offering. If it has something to do with Manichaeism, then this
The thing may be some kind of sacred object worshiped by Manichaeism."
I turned around and said, "Hey, is this a sacred object? Boss, do you mean the properties of this thing are like casting lots from a golden urn?"
Nodding his head, he frowned and said, "The golden urn is a sacred object of Buddhism. Manichaeism is not considered orthodox Buddhism. It was introduced to the Central Plains in order to cater to the locals, so it absorbed part of the Buddhist culture. Now there are very few people studying Manichaeism."
, there are still many unsolved mysteries, such as what is recorded in the Manichaean script engraved on the bottom of this box. It would be difficult to fully translate it."
I frowned and said, "Head, even if hundreds of years have passed, there is still Manichaeism in Fujian and Zhejiang. It just changed its name. Now it is called the Bright Wisdom Sect. The real boss behind the Zhuji Gang, and Xigua
The leaders are all from this sect, so maybe they can translate what these Manichaean texts record."
"In addition, boss, I think if we sell these things to these people, we will definitely get a good price. How about I take the things to Zhuji and talk to them tomorrow?"
He raised his head and frowned, "Yunfeng, you must be clear, those people are not from our industry, they are not on the same path as us. If we are walking a half-black and half-white road, those people are walking a completely black road."
"I understand, Head, that you are worried about being cheated, but we have traded silver bottles before, and we have also received payment. Watermelon Head made me clean up last time. He is very afraid of me now, and he will never dare to take advantage of me.
How about it? Besides, I still have Brother Tian’s relationship behind my back."
I thought about it and then said, "The worst case scenario is that we bring Tian Ge in and give him a small amount of money to be the middleman. That way everything will be safe."
At this time, Dou Sprout said, "I don't care anymore, Fengzi. Tian Sanjiu's connections are easy to use, but his commission is very high. Look how much we paid him in the past few times. When did he ask for a price?"
They all start with a million dollars.”
I said unhappily, "You know what the heck, asking Brother Tian to do things requires a high price, but when did you say that he didn't help us clean up the matter? Just say that last time in Henan, the price for more than one million was
The lives of several of us! To us, Brother Tian is like commercial insurance! Those who do big business must spend money to buy insurance!"
Tuotou interjected, "Yunfeng, you misunderstood what I meant. What I mean is that this thing has just been born, there are still many mysteries, and we don't understand it. We can't just rush into it in such a confused way, so you keep it a secret first. If it weren't for me,
If so, please don’t leak the news to the people of Zhuji first.”
I nodded and said yes, and I would naturally listen to what the boss said.
Then I took out my mobile phone and found the photo of the stone horse and stone ox that I had taken and showed it to the boss.
"Boss, these two remaining stone sculptures are not cheap. I think we can use pulleys to transport the things up."
He nodded and said, "Okay, but not now. It's best to wait until a buyer has been found to transport it. Before that, leaving it in place is the safest option."
Then we entered the city. Because there was a traffic jam in front of us when we got off work, Brother Yu stopped the car and put on the handbrake.
I lowered the window and flicked the ash from my cigarette. I happened to see a beautiful woman riding a bicycle on the side of the road. She had a very good figure. I saw from behind that the beauty's waist-to-hip ratio was at least 30 centimeters different, so I took a closer look.
Two glances.
When I closed the window and turned around, I saw Brother Yu holding a bottle and drinking water.
I quickly looked at the bag at my feet, and my expression changed.
