The rainwater flowed down the brim of the hat, and Dou Sprout wiped his face, his eyes shining.
There were hundreds of little toads jumping around at the bottom of the cellar pit, and I accidentally trampled a few to death.
Move the big tank away, and there is indeed something fishy.
There was a small hole hidden under the tank, which looked very deep. Dou Sprout concluded that there must be treasure hidden underneath.
He was bold and reached out to touch it directly. I didn't stop him, I was also curious.
"Is there something?"
"have!"
“I feel like I touched something big!”
Dou Sprout said with half of his body lying on the ground.
After groping for a few seconds, Dou Sprout slowly took out something from the hole.
What's this?
You can't tell, it's wrapped very tightly.
The layers of rags were tied up with iron wires. The outermost layer of fabric was oxidized and almost as fragile as paper, breaking into pieces at the slightest touch.
"Is there anything else in the cave?"
"No, it's just this thing, what is it, Fengzi?"
The rain was getting heavier, and water had begun to accumulate in the cellar. I was afraid of collapse, so I said I would go up and take a look.
It's strange to say that as soon as we took this thing out, those little toads stopped jumping into the pit. They noticed this detail and immediately frowned.
I ran back with the things in my arms and prepared to open them by candlelight.
"Don't open it!"
The snake girl's mother suddenly spoke, and she grabbed my arm.
The old lady rarely spoke along the way and did not actively communicate with us. Sometimes, we even thought she was mute.
"What's wrong, ma'am?"
The old lady suddenly gasped continuously. She covered her chest and said in a hoarse voice, "This thing gives me a bad feeling!"
The snake girl asked, "Mom, what's the bad feeling? I haven't opened it yet." The old lady shook her head repeatedly, "I don't know, I can't describe it! I suddenly felt very scared in my heart! The last time I felt this way was during the Quanzhou earthquake in 1994, which collapsed the Snake King Temple. My wife was there.
Died in an earthquake."
"If you insist on opening it, I won't stop it, but my daughter and I can't stay here. We have to go out."
"Daughter, let's go!"
The old lady said a few words and forcibly dragged the snake girl out, leaving the rest of us looking at each other.
The old lady is a snake girl of the generation in Zhanghu Town, Nanping. Seeing her reaction was a bit evil, I asked if she could open her head?
Turn your head and say "Open."
I put my head aside and opened the thing with a knife.
One floor, two floors, three floors!
The wrapped rags were peeled off layer by layer, and this thing was actually wrapped with more than ten layers of ancient clothes!
What was finally revealed was a small three-legged painted clay jar.
It was as tall as a beer bottle, and one of its three legs was missing.
Most of the paintings painted on the clay pot are still there, and some human-shaped outline patterns can be vaguely seen, as well as dozens of strange symbols.
In the most conspicuous middle part of the clay pot, there is an animal pattern with its limbs stretched out, which is obviously a toad.
"Boss, what era is this from?"
My intuition tells me that this painted clay jar dates back to much earlier than the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
Turning his head to the left and looking again, he said uncertainly, "I don't know, it can't be dated. I have never seen a complete painted clay pottery of this kind. It may belong to the same era as the Hongshan Culture, or it may be earlier than the Hongshan Culture."
Baotou has seen countless antiques in his life. It was the first time I heard the words "I don't know" from his mouth.
Then this jar may belong to ancient times, Hongshan Wen
Hua, Yangshao Culture, Liangchu Culture, Neolithic Age, Qijia Culture, there are too many, and there are still many that have not been discovered.
Bronze wares from the Shang and Zhou dynasties can be auctioned in major auction houses in Hong Kong, but this kind of items cannot be sold. Anyone who sells them is breaking the law. It starts in 5 years.
The ancient cultural relics on this road are simple and clumsy in shape. Basically, the only ones we can see are stoneware, pottery, clayware and crude jade.
There are two extremes: either it is worthless and is left on the roadside and no one picks it up, or it is very valuable and is a first-class cultural relic.
At that time, there was no clear burial system, so tomb robbers rarely encountered this kind of goods. The biggest reason why Mr. Yao finally overturned was that he wanted to sell the Hongshan Jade Pig Dragon to pay off his gambling debts.
Ancient people also had a sense of collecting. In other words, this painted toad pottery must have been brought by the Xixia people. It is purely a coincidence that we found it.
I wrapped it in a torn newspaper, wrapped it with tape, and gently placed the clay jar in the corner.
I don’t know how much it can be sold for. None of us have ever sold this kind of thing, but since we dug it up, we must take it.
"Brother Xiang, can you come out for a moment?"
"What's wrong?" I went out and asked.
"My mother asked what that was?"
I smiled and said, "Nothing, just a clay-fired painted jar, probably more than 4,000 years old, with some symbols, human figures and a big toad painted on it."
"Brother Xiang, I know I shouldn't say these words, but I still want to say them."
"You should throw that jar away. Throw it as far away as possible. My mother said that thing will bring disaster."
I said I won't throw it away, but you are superstitious. What kind of disaster can a clay jar that is thousands of years old bring?
Besides, the toad pattern appeared earlier than the dragon pattern.
It was originally the totem of some ethnic minorities, because people at that time believed that the cry of the toad could predict weather changes, and the toad's big belly was like a pregnant woman's belly, white and fat, so people thought it represented the "birth of life". born".
Therefore, it is normal for toad patterns to appear on cultural relics from ancient times.
Seeing that I didn't agree, Snake Girl stopped trying to persuade me.
The camp was muddy and uninhabitable, so we slept separately in stone huts.
Xiaoxuan and Snake Girl had a conflict. They didn't live in the same room, so she slept together with me. At the other end was Brother Yu, Dou Sprout. Xiaoxuan was in the middle, keeping vigil at Master Zhe's door.
"Stop moving."
Xiaoxuan was dishonest, so I winked, meaning Brother Yu was here.
She glared at me, turned away, and ignored me.
Looking at the clay jar wrapped with newspapers placed quietly in the corner, I slowly fell asleep.
Wow!
Wow!
I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly heard the sound of running water. I opened my eyes suddenly and found myself lying by the river!
In front of us is the small river that is diverted from the Dulong River, not far from the camp. We sometimes come here to fetch water and wash ourselves.
"Yunfeng! Yunfeng!"
"Where is this?! Aren't we sleeping in the house? Why are we at the river!"
I looked back and saw that it was Xiaoxuan.
In addition to Xiaoxuan, there were also Douyazai Bantou and Brother Yu, all of whom also looked at a loss.
I pinched myself hard and could feel the pain!
Is this a dream? Why do I still feel pain?
"Head! Brother Yu! Are we dreaming? What time is it now?!"
Dou Sprout scratched his head and said, "Oh my God! I see you every day, but I can still dream about you!"
After thinking about it, I smiled and said, "I think about it every day and dream about it at night. You must be lying. This is my dream. I should be able to make the decision. I can turn my head and call me brother."
He raised his head in surprise and said, "What did you say??"