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, and 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 had 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 to 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 some research after we found out. There are indeed more than a dozen households with the surname Chen in Tianguangdong Village. This group of people thought they were descendants of Shun and Yu. They had a genealogy in their hands from the Republic of China period. I think this statement lacks the
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 use 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.
Perhaps because it was too old, or perhaps because of other reasons, it was eventually lost in history and became a thousand-year mystery that no one can solve.
At first I was a little resistant to this place, but in the afternoon, as I sat in the bus and looked at the field scenery outside the bus, my mentality changed.
Dao County was formerly called Daozhou. It is a place where ethnic minorities and Han people live together. It is an ancient city with a long history of thousands of years. There are many opportunities to make a fortune. If I miss this, I feel that I may never have the opportunity to understand it in my lifetime.
At about two o'clock in the middle of the night that day, while I was sleeping, I suddenly received a phone call.
"Yunfeng, we'll be there soon, please prepare to open the door."
Unexpectedly, my head came back at this time, so I got up and got dressed.
Seeing that Xiaoxuan's feet were exposed, I helped her cover them with the quilt.
After waiting outside the door for a while, I saw a bunch of car lights appearing in the distance.
The car stalled and the group of people got out of the car with dusty faces.
He opened the trunk and said, "Come and move things, be careful not to wake up the villagers."
In the trunk and the back seat of the car, there were four or five large cardboard boxes, all sealed with yellow tape. There was also a square box covered with black cloth. I didn’t know what was inside. Look at the material exposed at the top.
, like an iron cage.
"Be careful, I'll move this," Uncle Xue moved the iron cage out of the car first.
After moving the things into the house, he raised his head and asked, "Has everyone else gone to bed?"
I said yes, how about waking them all up?
"No, let them rest. I'm going to take a rest too. This trip is not close. I'm embarrassed to borrow this thing." As he spoke, he pointed his head at the place covered with black cloth.
Iron cage.
"What is this?"
"This? This is a good thing," Uncle Xue lifted up the black cloth and showed me.
What was in the cage turned out to be a live duck....
It's very similar to the duck used for roast duck, except that the head is brown.
"Master...Uncle Master, did you buy this?"
"Are we going to have roast duck for lunch tomorrow?"
The head laughed and said: "Yunfeng, I don't dare to eat this. This is the Southern Echo duck I borrowed from some connections. It is specially used for digging water holes. I can't train a few in a year. If we lose it,
, the compensation will be 100,000 yuan."
"What the hell? One hundred thousand dollars?"
"Echo Duck?"
I've heard of camphor tea duck, Peking roast duck, beer duck, crispy duck, but there's no echo of duck...
He pointed his head at the duck in the cage and explained: "This is not the yellow duck used for roast duck. That kind of duck can only hold its breath in the water for three minutes. If it takes too long, it will drown."
"This is a water duck. It can hold its breath underwater for more than 6 hours. We use a rope to lead it. It can find its own way underwater, and it can also sense possible dangers by its calls."
"Yunfeng, do you know who invented the Luoyang shovel we use?"
I said I know, it was invented by a man named Li Yaya in Luoyang.
The boss said that Li Yaya was the first to come from the South. It was he who trained this kind of duck, so the nickname was Li Yaya. Later, Li Yaya married a wife and had children, and settled in Luoyang. He combined with the northern soil and invented the duck
Luoyang shovel.
I knelt down and looked at the iron cage. The duck seemed a little acclimatized. It buried its head under its wings and remained motionless.
I put a chopstick into the cage and poked it, and it immediately flapped its wings and screamed "quack, quack, quack!"
I borrowed the first duck from someone in Nanpai. I heard that the deposit alone was one hundred thousand.
the next morning.
Because I went to bed late last night, I got up relatively late. Uncle Baotou and Uncle Xue were really tired and hadn't gotten up yet.
I yawned, took the toothbrush cup and went out to get water to brush my teeth. As soon as I came out, I suddenly saw the iron cage on the table last night opened.
"Where's the duck? Where's the Echo Duck that borrowed its head?"
"Why is it gone?"
"Wake up Yunfeng, I won't have a big meal this noon, let me show you a unique skill."
Brother Yu came out of the kitchen early in the morning wearing an apron.
I saw that he was holding a big basin in his hand.
