It turned out that the bronze mask had been dropped before, and a piece of rusty copper on the corner had been rubbed off.
I never expected that under the copper skin it was not bronze, but dazzling gold!
"What do you mean, this is not a bronze mask? Its interior is made of gold." Lao Jiang immediately grasped the key point.
Ge Weihan nodded, indicating that it was very possible.
He suspected that this mask was actually a carefully crafted gold mask, but for some unknown reason, the craftsman made a bronze coat on its surface.
It happened that Ge Weihan had tools. He went back to the room to retrieve a box and started working with Lao Jiang.
The two of them spent a whole hour working, and when they saw a glimmer of light shining through the dark sky outside, they finally peeled off the bronze mask.
Just as Ge Weihan expected, there was actually a new golden mask hidden inside!
Although the shape of this golden mask still has the weird facial features unique to the ancient Shu Kingdom, with a triangular nose and bulging eyes.
But it is dazzling and gives people an extremely strong kingly style.
"This is the mask of the green-robed god Cancong!" Ge Weihan made his judgment almost without hesitation.
Apart from Silkworm Cong, who else in the ancient Shu Kingdom could wear such a priceless mask?
I looked at Lao Jiang and saw that he was in a trance looking at the golden mask. After a moment, he burst into hearty laughter: "It seems that we have not gained nothing this time. This piece is no less than a tiger eating a man." The national treasure of Youhe’s colorful glass relics!”
"This trip is worth it!"
Early the next morning, the carriage was finally ready and stopped at the door of the inn.
After paying off the remaining money, the car became ours, and we immediately set off for Chengdu.
Lao Jiang acted as the groom in front, while Yin Ling'er, Ge Weihan and I sat in the carriage and opened the curtain to enjoy the scenery outside!
Yin Linger was so excited that she moved around, as if she was riding in a carriage for the first time.
The horse trotted along the official road, and the surrounding scenery was one after another. Bright gardenias were blooming on both sides, and the sweet fragrance flowed to the tip of the nose, which was very pleasant.
After running for a certain distance, Ge Weihan suddenly shouted "stop". Lao Jiang immediately reined in the horse and asked us what happened?
"Friends, give me some time. I want to say goodbye to Xiao Lin." Ge Weihan said apologetically.
It turns out that there is a small solitary tomb on the left hand side of the official road. The solitary tomb is covered with green. If it weren't for a monument standing in front of it, it would be difficult to notice it.
Lin Liangyu, the assistant of Ge Weihan who died, is buried here!
But I saw him walking over with heavy steps, and on the way, he broke off a small white flower.
He wiped the tombstone with his sleeve and placed the little flower in front of the tomb: "It's a pity, Xiaolin, your life will always be fixed at the age of twenty-six... But your contribution to archeology is eternal. ”
"Over the years, I have almost finished writing my book, and I have placed your name in a very conspicuous corner. I believe that one day in the future, when Sichuan and Sichuan culture spreads to the world, someone will remember you!"
"Lin Liangyu, Ge Weihan's best assistant and only assistant."
"One of the earliest discoverers of Sanxingdui, his character is as white as this flower."
Listening to Ge Weihan's slightly sentimental words, we all fell silent.
Yes, there are actually many people like Lin Liangyu in places we don’t know, who dedicated their young lives to China’s archaeological cause...
Only the dead are heroes. No one wants to be a hero, but sometimes times make heroes.
We gave the two of them plenty of time to say goodbye, because I knew that Geweihan would have a lot to say.
For example, Sanxing Village has returned to peace.
Another example is that the bronze mask that we defended with our lives returned to our hands.
Ge Weihan sat there for a long time. After everything was said, he stood up and made a sign of a cross on his chest: "Xiao Lin, I'm leaving. I have another place to adventure. I'll come back to see you when I have time. your!"
Back on the carriage, Ge Weihan pretended that nothing was wrong and started to tell us the things to pay attention to when going to Wawu Mountain.
"Wawu Mountain is the totem mountain of Xichuan, because according to legend, Cancong, the king of the ancient Shu Kingdom, was buried here. According to archaeological discoveries, there were traces of sacrifices there as early as the Western Zhou Dynasty, and every household nearby believed in the Tsing Yi Divine Silkworm Cong.”
"Therefore, they hold a huge Qingqiang sacrifice every year!"
I told Ge Weihan that when we passed by Qingyi Village before, we were lucky enough to witness the Qingqiang sacrifice.
All in all, it's amazing.
I couldn't help but think of the old woman, the silkworm lying on her shoulder, and the three prophecies again.
Ge Weihan said that we were quite lucky, and then he continued: "It is said that Wawu Mountain is one of the birthplaces of Taoism, and the Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling once preached at the foot of Wawu Mountain, but in fact..."
Speaking of this, Ge Weihan suddenly stopped.
I asked him what happened?
Ge Weihan continued: "In fact, very few people have actually climbed Wawu Mountain, because most of the climbers have disappeared inexplicably, with no one alive or dead... Legend has it that many strange events have happened on Wawu Mountain. For example, on the eve of the Ghost Festival, at twelve o'clock in the night, you will see a road rising from the ground in Wawu Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and hundreds of ghosts crying. People say that it is the road to the underworld, and some ghosts will return to the world from there to visit relatives. "
"Another example is that there are savages in Wawu Mountain, attacking humans who come and go, but the evidence so far is only a photo of three-toe footprints."
"In short, the common people feel that the annual Qingqiang sacrifice is actually to suppress some evil force on Wawu Mountain."
"Master Zhang Tianshi preaches at the foot of Wawu Mountain to slay demons with his sword!"
I felt a little dazed behind my back, and couldn't help but ask: "Is it really that scary there?"
Ge Weihan glanced at me and replied: "I have studied the history there. During the Ming Dynasty of China, Wawu Mountain was closed on a large scale and was called the 'Monster Mountain.'"
Yin Ling'er asked innocently: "Our Miao territory is also rumored to be very scary. Shiwandashan is also considered a restricted area, but I often go in and play without any problem."
"My aunt, Shiwandashan is a home and an amusement park for you! But for ordinary people like us, it is a nightmare..."
Ge Weihan touched his nose, seeming to remember the pain of being dominated by Maomao. He shook his head and put forward his own opinion: "First of all, you must know that Wawu Mountain is located in a very mysterious location. It is in the northern latitude Thirty degrees online!”
"The 30th parallel of north latitude? Is it special?" Yin Ling'er asked disapprovingly.
