Fatty Wang was still a little worried. He quickened his pace to catch up with Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin, "What on earth did you two do under the river? Did the Water Dragon King take you to see the situation below? What is the situation below?" Like? How many problems have been solved?”
Faced with Fatty Wang's barrage of questions, Zhang Hao didn't know where to start. He took a deep breath and prepared to recount his experience at the bottom of the river...
With Zhang Qilin, he once again returned to his boring nature, unwilling to have any communication with Fatty Wang from the beginning to the end. Fatty Wang felt that he was bored, so he could only wave his hands helplessly and muttered: "You two are really unpredictable. Let's talk about it. How can three cobblers stand up to Zhuge Liang?" , isn’t it?”
"Since you don't want to listen to my opinion, then I don't bother to ask!" Fatty Wang said angrily.
At the same time, in the backyard of the Qingcheng County Guest House, an old Jiefang truck slowly backed into the yard.
Several people in the car were busy moving a huge object - a huge wooden box.
"One, two, three! Everyone, work harder!" someone shouted.
"Be careful, this is a treasure! Don't get bumped!" another person reminded.
Although it was drizzling in the sky, the people responsible for unloading the truck still moved accurately and slowly, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
The man shouting the slogan was a young man in his twenties, wearing glasses and looking polite. While wiping the rain off his lenses, he watched the whole process of unloading the truck closely, fearing that something might go wrong.
At this time, a man and a woman were standing next to the second-floor window of the guest house. They looked down at the busy scene below, with a somewhat tangled look on their faces.
"If we just bring back the Zhenjiang dragon coffin, will it really bring disaster to the village as the old village chief said?" Chen Wenjin asked worriedly.
The middle-aged man standing next to her turned his head, a smile flashed in his eyes: "Sister, why are you so hesitant all of a sudden? We are doing archaeological work, and those superstitious things should have been abandoned long ago. ”
"I'm not kidding you. I really think that since the Zhenjiang dragon coffin was salvaged, there has been something weird on the river." Chen Wenjin said solemnly, "Have you ever thought about why it sank at the bottom of the sea for so many years? , but not corroded at all?”
The more Chen Wenjin talked, the more she felt something was wrong. She simply turned her head and looked directly at the middle-aged man beside her. Seeing this, the middle-aged man had no choice but to smile helplessly: "Sister, I think you have been too tired recently and have become a little nervous. Take a good rest first, and we will set off again tomorrow to deliver these cultural relics to the market. Go to the research unit here. If you have any ideas at that time, it’s not too late to report it.”
With that said, he turned around and walked to the tea table, poured a cup of tea for Chen Wenjin and handed it over. Chen Wenjin took the tea, but did not drink it. She just stared silently at the rain outside the window.
"To be honest, I don't know why this Zhenjiang dragon coffin is so well-preserved." The middle-aged man continued, "But look at the nine-dragon pattern on it and the detail processing that is as fine as millimeters. This thing can definitely be preserved." Let’s make a name for ourselves! Sister, this is a big discovery! With it, it’s hard for us not to be famous in the archaeological community!”
Seeing the middle-aged man's excitement, Chen Wenjin just shook his head helplessly and said nothing more.
After nearly three hours of hard work, everyone finally carefully unloaded the Zhenjiang dragon coffin from the car.
In order to ensure the safety of cultural relics, they negotiated with the owner of the guest house and built a simple fence around the Zhenjiang dragon coffin and built a shed to protect it from rain.
It wasn't until night fell and the lights gradually brightened that everyone ended their busy work. The chef of the guest house prepared the meal and invited the archaeological team to dine. In this remote place, intellectuals are particularly precious, so they are also treated with special respect.
However, Chen Wenjin was not in the mood to eat. After she arranged for others to have dinner, she and two archaeological team members continued to guard the Zhenjiang dragon coffin, just in case. She looked at the Zhenjiang dragon coffin that was tightly wrapped in layers of plastic sheets, and the scene during the original salvage could not help but reappear in her mind.
At that time, the river was as calm as a mirror, and a ship came slowly. There were eight people standing on the front, back, left and right of the boat, all holding special steel cables in their hands.
After repeated surveys and confirmations by the divers, they finally determined the specific location of the Zhenjiang dragon coffin and decided to implement the salvage plan on that day.
In order to ensure the smooth progress of the salvage work and avoid any unexpected situations, they worked continuously for several days and nights, working out one salvage plan after another without sleep. Finally, after repeated deliberations and refinements, they finalized the final salvage plan and put it into practice that day.
As the salvage work was carried out in an orderly manner, the Zhenjiang dragon coffin was quickly and carefully dragged to the shallow water on the shore. At that moment, it finally unveiled its mystery.
Chen Wenjin still can’t forget the shocking feeling when she first saw the Zhenjiang dragon coffin.
Nine dragon-shaped patterns are vividly presented around the coffin through relief carving. The blank spaces of the dragon-shaped pattern are also mixed with some unknown patterns. These patterns look like runes but are chaotic, as if they are chains used to tie the nine dragons. Not only are these pictures and texts clearly legible and free of microorganisms, but they also shine brightly under the sunlight!
You should know that cultural relics that have been soaked in deep sea or water for a long time are often difficult to clean when they are salvaged. Sometimes even some things of great archaeological value will turn into a pile of scrap metal after being soaked for a long time. This is mainly because microorganisms in the water will adhere to the surface of cultural relics to form a layer of aerobic corrosive substances; at the same time, there will also be a weak chemical reaction between the water quality and the cultural relics, which will cause irreversible damage to the cultural relics during long-term preservation. harm.
However, these phenomena are not reflected at all in Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin. When Chen Wenjin saw it being so well preserved for the first time, she even suspected that it had been put in just last week! In fact, it is no wonder because there is really no trace of microorganism attached to the whole body of Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin, and even those extremely fine details can be seen clearly with the naked eye.
When the Zhenjiang dragon coffin was first salvaged, Chen Wenjin was not the only one in the archaeological team who was puzzled. Even the other archaeological team members were stunned. They tried various methods to explain why the Zhenjiang dragon coffin still had no attachments after being soaked in water for such a long time, but they finally concluded that there was no solution.
In order to study and protect the Zhenjiang dragon coffin as soon as possible, the archaeological team decided to seize the time to transport it and send it to the municipal cultural relics protection unit for proper protection as soon as possible. If the mystery of the Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin can be revealed, it may be able to provide extremely important reference value and enlightenment to the entire field of archaeological cultural relics in China to a certain extent.
However, when they were about to leave, they were blocked and harassed by the villagers next to the village. The village chief and others at the time led the villagers to block the road leaving the village and knelt down to beg them to put the thing back into the river. Because the villagers believe that there may be some kind of curse in it, once the Zhenjiang dragon coffin is taken away, it is likely to trigger a series of chain reactions, eventually causing the entire village to suffer. This statement was naturally scorned by the archaeological team. They firmly believe in the power of science and believe that such discussions are pure nonsense and simply untenable. However, at this moment, Chen Wenjin couldn't help but feel a little shaken. She looked at the rain outside the window, her expression getting increasingly ugly.
"Xiaoxue, do you still remember the name of the village we left?" Chen Wenjin suddenly asked.
A female student sitting next to her adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and turned to look at Chen Wenjin: "That village seems to be called Sanjiashan Village. Senior sister, why do you suddenly ask about this?"
"It's nothing, I was just wondering if the people in the village would really encounter any trouble after we take this thing away." Chen Wenjin smiled reluctantly, but there was a trace of worry in his eyes, "After all, we will His behavior may have really touched something that shouldn’t have been touched.”
Xiaoxue noticed the subtle change in Chen Wenjin's attitude and couldn't help but feel suspicious, so she bluntly raised her doubts. Chen Wenjin did not make any excuses this time. She just smiled gently and invited Xiaoxue to come over for dinner. At the same time, she signaled the team members who had completed the task to hand over. After Xiaoxue and another team member left, Chen Wenjin was the only one left at the scene. She was waiting alone next to the Zhenjiang dragon coffin.
Chen Wenjin slowly approached the mysterious Zhenjiang dragon coffin and carefully lifted off the layers of plastic sheets covering it. It was raining continuously, but she unexpectedly felt a warm current coming from the dragon coffin, as if there was an invisible barrier that kept the rain out. This strange feeling made her frown. In order to verify whether this was reality or an illusion, she looked up at the sky to confirm that the rain was still falling. The cold raindrops hit her face, but it made her inner uneasiness stronger.
She tried to get closer to the dragon coffin and squatted down. When she looked up again, she found that her hair was sticking up for no reason, but there was no touch of raindrops on her face. Chen Wenjin stood up suddenly, and everything returned to how it was before. She rubbed her temples, filled with doubts.
Through a corner of the plastic sheet, Chen Wenjin began to carefully examine the Zhenjiang dragon coffin.
Although it is wrapped in layers and only a small part can be seen, this part is shocking enough. There is a lifelike auspicious cloud carved on it. Under the auspicious cloud, a miniature dragon is looming and entwined.
If you don't look closely, it's almost unnoticeable. This exquisite carving technique is breathtaking.
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As her gaze moved downward, Chen Wenjin discovered the totem of an eye on the upper section of the dragon coffin, the highest point she could see.
Those eyes seemed to be staring at her, making her heart tremble. Those eyes are so real that if painted, they would be almost the same as real people.
More importantly, the emotion expressed in those eyes is both cold and slightly pitiful, which is unforgettable.
Chen Wenjin took a deep breath, feeling extremely complicated. She stared into those eyes again, and the feeling of being watched was still there, proving that her previous feelings were not an illusion.
What kind of existence is this? Why was the Zhenjiang dragon coffin thrown into the river? Could it be that, as the villagers said, it was meant to suppress something in the river?
Just as she was trying to calm down, she suddenly felt a tap on her shoulder, which scared her so much that she almost jumped up.
"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Xiaoxue's voice came, and Chen Wenjin came back to his senses. She turned to look at Xiaoxue, but unexpectedly found that a gray figure seemed to flash past behind Xiaoxue, but disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The strangeness of the Zhenjiang dragon coffin made Chen Wenjin feel more uneasy. Xiaoxue told her that her superiors had urgent arrangements and needed her to go upstairs to answer the phone.
Chen Wenjin stood up with Xiaoxue's help and told Xiaoxue to watch the dragon coffin and not let anyone get close.
When she got to the second floor, she saw a middle-aged man sitting at the table with a phone in his hand and a strange look on his face.
After receiving the phone call, Chen Wenjin felt uneasy. A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone. It was so majestic and oppressive that she temporarily forgot how to respond.
The other party first expressed affirmation of their work, and then changed the subject and emphasized the importance of the Zhenjiang dragon coffin, requiring them to safely transport it to the superior unit as soon as possible and ensure that it was not opened or damaged during transportation.
Chen Wenjin listened to the other party's instructions, but felt more and more strange in her heart. The Zhenjiang dragon coffin has been sleeping at the bottom of the river for many years, but it is still as clean as new. The patterns on it and the lifelike eyes all reveal an extraordinary atmosphere. She felt that the value of this dragon coffin might go far beyond the scope of archaeological work.
After a moment of silence, Chen Wenjin plucked up the courage and decided to report the abnormality he discovered to his superiors.
However, as soon as she mentioned the abnormality of Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin, a severe rebuke came from the other end of the phone. The other party reminded her to recognize her identity and mission, emphasizing that the salvage work of the Zhenjiang dragon coffin had been planned by her superiors, and that the archaeological team was only the executor and had no right to change the plan.
Chen Wenjin pursed her lips as she listened to the leader's reprimand. Although she was unwilling, she also knew that she could not change the status quo.
However, the doubts and uneasiness in her heart did not dissipate. She knew that this Zhenjiang dragon coffin might hide more secrets and unknowns.
The leader's words became more and more severe. He seemed to be worried that Chen Wenjin would refute, so he simply brought out the forces behind it to put pressure.
"You have to think clearly. If you don't follow the instructions of your leaders and superiors, it will be unknown whether the archaeological team will still exist when you come back. You don't want to ruin the future of the entire archaeological team because of your own impulse. Once?”
The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was obviously prepared. Even Chen Wenjin's tactful expression of opinions was severely warned. (End of chapter)