Yang Dazhi brought another set of keys and took me to another small warehouse.
There were some worthless rotten wood carvings and plaques on the floor of the small warehouse. I caught a glimpse of the stone carving of Ghost Zai leaning against the wall.
"Did you see that?"
"The one in the corner is too heavy to move. Take a look. Oh, by the way, be careful not to bump your head. If the head falls off, it will be glued back on."
I walked over and took a closer look. This stone statue of Guizi was exactly the same as what Xiao Tang had described to me.
Broken cracks can be seen on the neck of the stone statue, a square hat is carved on the top of the head, and large red spots remain on the facial features of the stone statue. The craftsmanship is much more complicated than those of ordinary stone carvings.
No wonder Xiao Tang said that.
The right palm of the stone statue is broken, and only one finger is left. It is no longer possible to deduce what the original complete gesture was like.
I think these reds look like old cinnabar.
"Um, Brother Yang," I turned around and asked, "Have you studied it?"
He nodded: "Of course, we transported it from Yin Yang Cave and held a special meeting to discuss this."
"Look," he pointed, "this long face shape with red cinnabar looks like wearing a red mask. Some people, including me, think it is related to the culture of stall opera."
"There are also a few people, one or two, who think the red cinnabar on their faces is related to Taoism."
"Taoism......"
"The Taoist statue of Zaizai Temple..."
I thought to myself: "Is there any connection between this?"
Seeing that I was thinking, he chuckled and said, "You also know that Guizailing in our Dao County has always been very controversial. There are all kinds of arguments. No one can convince anyone under the current situation. Likewise, this is what we are doing research on."
Motivation, you can also express your opinions."
In fact, I was blind and didn't understand anything, but I stole Lao Tian's research results of more than ten years, and I deliberately brought the topic to the ponds around Guizailing.
I said that I had worked hard for several years and finally solved the mystery of why the pond does not dry out all year round but bubbles occasionally.
After listening to my theory, Yang Xiongxin rubbed his chin and thought for a long time before he said, "No wonder, it turns out it's so... wonderful."
"Well, you came all the way from Beijing to show you something good."
He glanced outside the door and whispered: "This thing was also discovered in Guizailing. From the time it was discovered until now, not many people have seen it, and the director is not willing to let outside researchers easily see it."
He walked to the corner and removed the cabinet, revealing an incomplete stone tablet more than half a meter high. The stone tablet had a layer of dust on it and it had probably not been moved for a while.
The stele itself should be made of limestone, and the surface is heavily corroded with pits and pits. He blew on it and waved to me.
Some of the words are badly worn, but it can be vaguely seen that this paragraph was carved with a carving knife on the head of the monument.
"In the fifty-fifth year of Qianlong's reign in the Qing Dynasty, at the end of the year, Jiayin and Meng Qiuyue recorded it."
From the top of the monument down, there are densely carved names of people.
I moved my fingers downward and found that the downward direction became blurry and I could not see clearly.
I was a little shocked when I saw this inscription. There are so many people named Chen. If this thing was unearthed in Guizailing, it can prove one thing.
As late as the Qianlong period, people here in Daoxian County still worshiped Guizailing.
But...why are all the inscriptions surnamed Chen?
I asked Yang Dazhi and he said:
"We couldn't figure it out for the time being. We did an investigation after we found out. There are indeed more than a dozen households with the surname Chen in Tianguangdong Village. This group of people think they are descendants of Shun and Yu. They have a genealogy from the Republic of China period in their hands. I think this statement lacks
The evidence is not credible, and besides, the villagers don’t know any of the Chen surnames recorded on the inscriptions, or have even heard of them.”
"How many photos can I take?" I asked, pointing to the stone monument.
He immediately shook his head: "Sorry, we have regulations on this. You can only watch it in the house, you can't take it outside, and you can't take pictures."
Everyone made it clear, so I had no choice but to take back my phone.
There is a restaurant opposite the Cultural Relics Institute. Yang Dazhi said that he could have a meal if he was free at noon, but he would not eat in the canteen today.
I actually had already eaten it but went anyway.
After ordering a few dishes and not drinking, he rushed to pay the bill, and finally I paid. I smiled and said, Brother Yang, please treat me next time, can we make friends?
Returning to the village from the county seat, sitting on the bus that swayed left and right, looking at the paddy fields in the mountains outside the window, I always felt that the Guizailing Sacrificial Cultural Site held some big secret.
