At this time, Qi Xiangzhou was determined to go down, as if he had been given a shot of blood.
Lu Wuchuan patted the dirt on his body and said quietly: "The scene needs to be preserved temporarily, so let's seal it first."
"What scene?" Qi Xiangzhou frowned immediately.
Apart from the people from the special case team, only Qi Xiangzhou and Chen Yuankai were exploring the area. Lu Wuchuan didn't hide anything and said directly: "After all, there are people dead inside, so it's better not to go down first."
The police had said so. Even though Qi Xiangzhou was disappointed, he couldn't hold on any longer and called Chen Yuankai to re-seal the entrance of the cave.
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Three days passed in the blink of an eye. The archaeological team carried out the excavation in an orderly manner according to normal procedures. The mountain village was also peaceful, and there were no accidents that Luo Shanbao was worried about.
However, on the fourth day, this calmness was broken. The reason was that the old well in the center of Kaoshan Village cracked along its edge.
The old well is located under the big locust tree in the center of the village. There is a wooden pulley on the bluestone well platform, and a wooden bucket is tied to a long rope. The water can be winched up by shaking the bent handle in front.
No one can tell how old this well is. Judging from the ancient bluestone at the mouth of the well and the moss on it, it must have experienced the vicissitudes of time.
Nowadays, there is a piece missing from the edge of the old well, as if it has been chewed up by a big mouth. Along this gap, there are several cracks snaking underneath.
This needs to be put elsewhere. If the edge of the well is broken, it will be broken. Find a similar piece of bluestone to repair it. It will have no impact on the use of the well. But at this time, the old well in Kaoshan Village is broken, but it has caused quite a stir.
It was a sensation. I don’t know who said, “A crack at the wellhead will bring divine punishment,” and once again pointed the finger at the ancient tomb that was being excavated again.
Some people also say that there is a dragon at the foot of Tianjian Mountain, and the ancient tomb is used to restrain the dragon's waist. If it is dug further, the dragon will not be restrained and will come out of the well mouth. By then, not only the mountain village, but also the entire sword
Mountain towns will become a vast ocean.
The village was so lively that it was difficult for people in the archaeological team camp to know what was going on. Before the villagers came to the door, Yan Yishuai and Bao Sheng went to the village center first.
The village director Luo Genfa and Luo Shanbao were all there. Unbeknownst to others, Luo Shanbao had heard about Yan Yishuai's mysterious "family background" and persuaded the villagers who were still noisy to give up their position by the well.
The two of them only walked around the well for a few minutes. Bao Sheng didn't even open the exploration box, but whispered a few words in Yan Yishuai's ear. Yan Yishuai said in an old voice: "Okay, let's all disperse.
It’s okay.”
This was not something he said would be fine. The villagers started to make noise again and brought out all the previous rhetoric.
Yan Yishuai's little eyes widened, and he pointed at the towering main peak of Tianjian Mountain and said: "What do you know? Have you seen that? Tianjian, do you understand Tianjian? As long as it doesn't fall, the mountain village will be safe!"
"But what's going on with this well?" one villager asked, and others also agreed.
"It has been in disrepair for a long time." Yan Yishuai said seriously, "I don't even think about it. How many years have passed? The roof of the house you live in has been repaired every two years. Has anyone repaired this well? Let me tell you,
Creating false dangers and disasters is what you often call spreading rumors, and it is also illegal. Because of this, you have to decide whether it is worth going to jail."
Luo Genfa also said: "Officer Yan's words make sense. It's just that the edge of the well is broken. Let's go back and find someone to repair it. Don't come here to fetch water for the next few days. It's all broken. It's broken!"
The backwater village was remote, and the villagers didn't know much and were timid. After being fooled and frightened by him, and Luo Gen's good words of persuasion, no one said more, and the doubts were dispersed. Only Yan Yishuai was left.
, Bao Sheng, Luo Genfa, Luo Shanbao and several village elders.
Yan Yishuai was still looking left and right at the well, tilted his head and asked Luo Genfa: "Why don't the villagers come here to draw water?"
"This well has not been cleaned for many years. Look at the green moss." Luo Genfa said, "Besides, the edge of the well is broken, and sand and gravel will definitely fall inside. If someone doesn't clean it properly, whoever drinks this water will get upset.
Woolen cloth."
"How old is this well?" Yan Yishuai asked again.
Before Luo Genfa could answer, Luo Shanbao spoke first: "I don't know how many years ago, but it has been here as long as I can remember."
He is the oldest in Kaoshan Village, and even if he says so, no one knows how many years this well has existed.
"What's wrong, Officer Yan?" Logan asked, "Is there really something wrong with this well?"
"No, I'm just asking casually." Yan Yishuai stood up and said, "Director Luo, does the village committee have a roster of villagers?"
Luo Genfa didn't understand why he suddenly asked about the roster. He was slightly startled and said yes.
Yan Yishuai looked at Luo Shanbao and others: "Uncle Luo, you all should go home and rest. I'll go sit at the village committee."
The police wanted to go to the village committee, and they could not continue to follow. They looked at each other, and Luo Shanbao said, "You go and do your work. I will chat with my old brother for a while and then go home."
The registered population of Kaoshan Village is 276, and almost 1,670 people are still in the village. After Yan Yishuai read the list, he handed it to Bao Sheng and began to ask about the villagers' situation.
It was approaching noon and the two had no intention of leaving. Luo Genfa tentatively asked if he wanted to stay for lunch. Yan Yishuai said readily: "Then I'll bother Director Luo."
"What's the trouble? My house is right across the street. I'll tell my wife and ask her to prepare a meal and send it over."
"No, it's only a few steps away." Yan Yishuai said with a smile, "How about we go there now, and we can identify Director Luo's house."
Luo Genfa's house was diagonally across from the village committee. There were three stone houses in front of it. Since there were no other residents around, they surrounded it with a large yard.
Different from ordinary rural courtyards, the gate of his courtyard is not an iron railing or an iron door, but a double wooden door. Although the paint on it is slightly mottled, the original vermilion can still be seen.
The ridged door is inlaid with tiles, there are stone piers on both sides of the courtyard door, honeysuckle is planted at the base of the wall, and winding vines climb on the courtyard wall. There is a grape trellis in the corner of the courtyard, and now at this season, it has begun to reveal its young leaves.
Yan Yishuai began to praise the quietness and elegance of the yard as soon as he arrived at the door. He said that although the yard looked old, it was definitely not a place for ordinary people to live. He asked Luo Genfa if his ancestors had great status.
Luo Genfa moved people into the courtyard: "Most of the surnames in our backing village are Luo, and they are all members of the same family. Our family doesn't have much status, we just take care of some things in this village."
The west lower room is the kitchen, with smoke rising from the kitchen and the aroma of food coming from inside.
Luo Genfa shouted: "Old lady, cook two more dishes. The two police officers are having dinner at our house this noon."
Hearing the commotion, a woman in her fifties leaned forward. She was the one who wiped tears next to Luo Genfa when the villagers were making trouble that day.
After saying hello, Aunt Luo returned to the kitchen.