Seeing that we all came out, Taoist Master Ma shouted, "The demons are overwhelming in numbers! It is not advisable to stay here for a long time! I will call my junior brother to come over and slay the demons!"
Taoist Master Ma inserted his mahogany sword diagonally into his crotch and ran forward with three steps and one jump.
Finally, he looked back, smiled, and disappeared into the night.
Regarding Xiaoxuan, I still had something to ask him and I wanted to chase him. Unexpectedly, the owner of the experimental field, Guo Qingzhong, stopped me and said, "Don't chase him. You can't catch up with the Taoist priest."
"In his current state, what will happen if he runs away? How long will it take for him to come back?" I asked.
Guo Qingzhong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You just came here and you don't know, but I'm used to it. Every time the Taoist priest shoots me, I won't come back for ten and a half months, and then I can't tell when I will come back."
"What does the Taoist priest eat?" I asked.
"Look at what you said, there will be a shortage of food in the mountains? Not only did the Taoist priest eat well, he also brought me things back. Last time I was practicing, he threw a dead leopard in the courtyard."
"leopard!"
"Is it a leopard or a bun?"
"Of course it's a leopard. Have you ever seen a bun weighing 200 pounds?"
"So, have you ever eaten leopard meat? And practiced Qigong? Also the Eight Parts of Vajra Qigong?"
He whispered, "Don't tell people nonsense. It is against the law to eat leopards. In fact, it is just like rabbit meat. It is sour and unpalatable. In addition, the Taoist priest did teach me the 1.8-part Vajra Kung Fu, but I didn't feel good after practicing it for two days."
Practiced."
"Why don't you practice anymore? Are there any side effects?"
He smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know if there are any side effects. Anyway, during the half month of practicing, my blood pressure was very stable. It stayed at 260 and never dropped."
The next morning, we left the experimental field. Guo Qingzhong helped us fill up the water and told us, "Everyone, there is still work in the field, so I won't send it away. If you want to stay, you are welcome to come over at any time. By the way,
If you see the Taoist priest, tell him and ask him to come back soon."
After bidding farewell to him, I walked for another day and a half, and finally arrived at an inaccessible place. I heard the sound of running water in the distance. Lao Fu looked forward, then turned back and said, "We will reach the Dulong River just ahead. The water there is very fast and the water in the river is not drinkable, so I asked you to fill it with drinking water before."
When I got to the place, I took a look.
The water flow is very fast, the river surface is wide, and the river water is slightly yellow, just like the color of well water in rural areas.
I curiously asked, "Uncle Fu, this water doesn't look dirty, why can't I drink it?"
Lao Fu said, "It doesn't look dirty, but you can't drink it. If you drink it, you will have diarrhea and even livestock won't drink it. Dulong River used to be called Dulong River. Someone has done research and said that the E. coli in the river water is much higher than normal drinking water."
More than three hundred times."
Douyazai exclaimed, "More than three hundred times! That's more than poisoning people to death in one bite! No wonder there aren't even any fish in the river!"
There are reasons for this situation. First, the water is inherently dirty after the snow mountains melt. Second, the upper reaches of the Dulong River is an active grazing land for Tibetans, and all kinds of animal excrement, domestic garbage, etc. are thrown into the river.
When it reaches the lower reaches, the river water is still "yellow" after being diluted, probably because the water is full of urine.
"Don't go, wait a minute," he asked doubtfully, "Brother Fu, what is that thing over there?"
"Hey, what are you talking about? That's a big millstone. I don't know how many years it's been here. I've seen it since I was a kid." Lao Fu said.
In a grass nest by the Dulong River, there lies a huge round boulder with a hole in the middle.
The long exposure to wind and sun has caused the round boulder to have pits and a layer of green hair on its surface.
He squatted down and took a look, then stretched out his hand to touch the surface of the boulder and said, "This thing is very old. How can there be such a big millstone in the mountains? How many cows are needed to pull it to work."
"Also, why are there so many grooves on the millstone?"
What I said in the head is what I just wanted to ask.
On the surface of the grinding disc, there are grooves about every few tens of centimeters. These grooves are arranged neatly. I don’t know what they are used for.
Dou Sprout said, "I know the beginning! Maybe this millstone was erected in the river hundreds of years ago, and it was carried by the current, turning it to work."
Brother Yu immediately denied him, "Yazi, how is that possible? This thing weighs more than three and a half tons according to visual inspection. How can it be carried by the current?"
He looked around and said, "Did this thing roll down from somewhere?"
"Professor Wang, stop studying it, let's hurry up and get to the basin tomorrow."
Lao Fu was not interested in the big millstone and urged us to hurry up.
"Eh? Look, are there any words on this?" Xiaoxuan suddenly made a discovery.
"What word? Let me see."
Look at this.
Just at the edge of the side where the large millstone lies on the ground, several words are exposed. You can't see them all, and you can only see some strokes because they are suppressed.
"How about a way to turn it over? I have a crowbar in my bag," I said.
Brother Yu immediately said, "It won't work. Our crowbar is too short and cannot be used."
Lao Fu was right next to him, and Brother Yu almost spilled the beans.
He wanted to say, "The crowbar we used to pry the coffin was too short." Fortunately, Brother Yu changed his mind in time.
I thought of a way.
He asked us to use shovels to dig into the ground, hollow out the edge, then dig in and look upward.
This method is both labor-saving and efficient. The only disadvantage is that it can easily crush people to death.
Seeing the shovel, Lao Fu was surprised and asked, "Is this the Luoyang shovel? I've seen it on TV. This is what the archaeological team used."
"Yeah, we often use this in our team, we can't do it without it." I laughed.
The hole was quickly dug, my upper body got into it, and then I turned over with great effort. r> I wiped the dust with my hand on those handwritings, but they were still blurry and unclear because the dirt was too big.
I rushed outside and shouted, "Xiaoxuan, give me your flashlight and knife."
The space was too small, so I took the things and held the strong flashlight between my teeth, scraping away the thick layer of soil with a knife.
See clearly.
"Qin Qinfeng Road, Qian is going with you."
I really can't recognize the character in the middle. There is just such a line of small characters engraved on the bottom of the millstone.
I climbed out and asked, "Where is Qinfeng Road? Is there such a place name here in Kangding?"
Lao Fu shook his head and said he didn't know, he had never heard of such a place.
At this moment, his head and brows were knitted together, and his eyes were fixed on the big millstone.
After looking at his head for several minutes, he suddenly raised his head and said, "I know, a long time ago, the Xixia people passed by here and left this thing behind. This thing is close to the roadside because it rolled off a carriage.
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"Yunfeng, the complete word you saw just now should be Qinfeng Road Money Supervision Bureau Accompanying."
"In other words, this thing is not a millstone used by farmers to grind grain. It just looks like a millstone. It is a cultural relic and should be a model stone."
"Food drying stone?"
Dou Sprout looked at it and asked doubtfully, "Is it because ancient people thought the rice was too hot, so they poured it on top to let it cool before eating?"
"Fan! It's not rice!" Tou said helplessly, "It's Qian Fan!"
Dou Yazai still shook his head, "I don't know, I only know about medical stone. My old uncle used medical stone water cup to drink tea."
"Yunfeng, what do you think? Do you understand?" he asked me.
I said I don't know.
The head reminded me that "Qinfeng Road Money Prison was a money-making bureau near the northwest during the Northern Song Dynasty."
