Wang Ke adjusted his military cap, and only then did he recover from the embarrassment.

He stood there and said to Professor Wen: "Teacher Wen, first of all, this used to be the bifurcation of Yishui and Xushui. Secondly, the terrain difference here is very large. The altitude difference between the western mountainous area and Nanshao Village is nearly 100 meters. If not

The obstruction of these mountains is basically a big step."

"Are you saying that back then, the river was like a waterfall when it came here, with high waves and fast currents. In addition, the river was too narrow, too steep, and the bends were too small, which caused many boats to capsize?" Professor Wen heard this, thoughtfully,

At this time, I had already walked up the hillside. Looking around, there was water on all sides. Looking to the west of the village, I saw that it was indeed between two mountains. The flood was flowing from there, making a bend in Nanshao Village, and then

It flows to the vast south, where it turns into a bay first east and then north. The mountain col at the foot is like a lake or a harbor.

"I understand, it's the nature of things that makes things move, and creation makes people do it!" Professor Wen pondered again.

The four of them came to the top of the slope. Gu Maolin reached out and pointed towards the east, "Professor, it's over there, about a thousand meters away from us! There is a tree there."

"It's eight hundred and eighty meters." Wang Ke replied casually. In terms of visual distance, he was now about 20 meters up and down.

Wang Ke continued: "Teacher Wen, six hundred meters from that tree to the north, across a road that leads to the west mountain, perpendicular to the road and four to five hundred meters further down, is the Juma River now."

Professor Wen and his students both took out a diary and unscrewed the pen. Professor Wen briefly drew in the notebook and handed it to Wang Ke to see, "Is that so? Before it flows down to the west of the village, there is the Yishui River, and it ends here.

It became the Juma River."

Wang Ke tilted his head and took a look. "Yes, the painting is almost the same."

It turns out that the thousand-year-old river course has migrated laterally and spread out so far! The ancient river course is a thousand meters away from the current Juma River course. If you clean up the current river course, nothing will be found.

Professor Wen raised his hand and drew a circle. "I understand, if we do archaeology, this is the most concentrated shipwreck tomb. It is difficult for us to gain more from the existing river channel. Come to Nanshao Village

, it seems to be the most correct choice at the moment.”

Wang Ke felt a little regretful and thought a little too simplistic at the time. Now that the flood has not receded, Professor Wen's arrival is just adding to the chaos. But he has no way to help him. At present, fighting the epidemic after the disaster, self-rescue through production, and rebuilding the home are the three most important

task.

"Xiao Wang, when the flood recedes, you clean up yours. We are going to settle here. If greater archaeological value can be found here, maybe we will allocate manpower to work here for at least half a year." Professor Wen said to the two of them.

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"Uncle Wen, the task of cleaning up the river has little to do with me. I'll come over too. I also want to learn archeology from you." Ye Pianchan ran up to her at some point, and she immediately answered, intentionally or unintentionally.

Winked at Wang Ke.

Professor Wen looked at Ye Qianqiang, who was running a little out of breath, and then at Wang Ke, who also understood. He smiled and said: "Welcome, welcome, paleontology and modern biology are of the same origin, but you have to tell your father

Okay. There is a lot worth studying in Nanshao Village, am I right, Squad Leader Xiao Wang?"

Wang Ke was overwhelmed by the two singing and singing, so he started to interrupt: "Teacher Wen, by chance, I recently collected a few old things, and I want to show you. One of them is ready to be given to you."

"Oh, what good stuff is there?" When he heard that there was an old thing, just like a smoker seeing Huazi or a drunkard seeing Maotai, Professor Wen immediately became excited. "Let's go and have a look now." Then he waved his hand to the students and

Gu Maolin said: "You all go and do your work, but you come with me." This is the rule in the archaeological world. Generally, good objects are not easily shown to others. No one else is allowed to watch without the invitation of the owner.

After everyone dispersed, Wang Ke returned to the place where he had just lived. He looked everywhere for the empty shell box but couldn't find it. He ran to the haystack to look for it again, but still couldn't find it. He couldn't help but feel a little panicked. Gu Maolin happened to be walking from a distance and saw Wang Ke.

That way, I said to the side: "Monitor, please look for your box. I asked Liang Xiaolong to move it to the health clinic for you, on the kang of Teacher Ye."

"You are not helping me. Why are you leaving my things with Teacher Ye?"

"Ask her to watch it for you!" Gu Maolin smiled maliciously.

Wang Ke glared at him and hurried back. Professor Wen and Ye just stood there. "Teacher Wen, my things are in the health center." After saying that, he led the two of them towards the temporary health center.

As soon as you enter, you will see the box on top of the kang in the back room. It turned out to be a teacher's dormitory. It is also the only house with accommodation conditions in the entire school.

Opening the box, he first took out the volcanic stone. It has a very nice shape. "Teacher Wen, I gave this stone to you. It would be very beautiful if it were made into a base." After Wang Ke finished speaking, he handed the stone over.

"Well, this stone has a strange shape, half iceberg and half flame." Professor Wen took a look at it and couldn't put it down. "Xiao Wang, where did you find it?"

"The casserole tripod! It's the extinct volcano in the West Mountain." Wang Ke then told about the fairy cave and the temple halfway up the mountain. Of course, those Huaisu poems, inscriptions and pictures on the cliffs are indispensable.

That well and that hole that reaches the sky.

"What you said is very interesting. Have you gone up to the crater?"

"We went up, but couldn't see the crater." Wang Ke said.

"Why?"

"The crater on the top of the mountain is different from other craters. It is like a barrel hoop. This volcanic stone was buckled from under the barrel hoop." Wang Ke then detailed what he saw and heard about the crater.

described it once.

"It's getting more and more interesting. I'll have to find some geologists to take a look when I have time. I like this stone." Professor Wen put the volcanic stone aside, but his eyes were immediately filled with empty shell boxes.

Two other things attracted me.

Professor Wen did not reach for the copper bowl, but directly picked up the cigarette pot and looked at it carefully.

When Wang Ke and Ye Xianqian saw each other, they immediately held their breath.

"Xiao Wang, where did you get that pipe rod?"

"Under the flood." So he recounted what he saw when he dived into his godfather Dong's home that day to retrieve medicinal materials and went out.

"Xiao Wang, this is a real antique. Of course, I can't know everything about it, but this cigarette holder is made of ice-type imperial green. From the water head, I know it is made from Laokeng. And the two beads below are...

It’s more interesting, do you know what it is?”

Wang Ke shook his head, but Ye Qiangan didn't understand either. Professor Wen looked at them and said: "This is the ruby ​​​​bead on the hat of a first-rank or above minister in the Qing Dynasty in the past. It means that the owner of this tobacco bag is either rich or noble, and there are at least two people in the family who are in charge of it.

A prince or a first-class minister. The value of this cigarette bag alone is at least over 100,000 yuan, and it is so well preserved. Twenty years later, it can easily be over 500,000 yuan, or even a million yuan."

Professor Wen's words made the two young people widen their eyes. Just as they were about to say something, Professor Wen immediately said: "This thing can't be put in a broken box like yours. It's more like putting it in a safe. But...

, I leave this to you for safekeeping."

After saying this, Professor Wen shook his head, as if he didn’t believe that pie in the sky could fall on Wang Ke’s head every time. But why did he not allow Wang Ke to express his position at all and just deal with it like this? Because in Professor Wen’s eyes, Ye Qianqian

She is Wang Ke’s future wife. Who can keep the baby if she doesn’t leave it to her?

Although Wang Ke was unhappy, he did not dare to say anything. However, Professor Wen was right to worry. It was really unsafe to leave it here. Even if he donated it to the country, he would have to find an opportunity. At this time, Professor Wen picked up the copper bowl again and carefully

He looked at it carefully. After looking at it for a while, he became somewhat attentive and said to Wang Ke seriously.

"Where did you get this bronze bowl?"

Wang Ke didn't dare to lie, so he told the story that before the festival, he met an old beggar at the train station begging for food. He gave him the three and a half steamed buns and sixty yuan he brought to help him return to his hometown.

once, but still resisted the fortune-telling thing.

"What does that old beggar you see look like? Where does he come from?"

"He had long flowing hair and seemed to be a Taoist priest. His speech was a bit stuttering. He said he seemed to have come from Mount Wutai."

"That's right." Professor Wen stroked the copper bowl and said solemnly: "Xiao Wang, you really have good karma. This should be called a bowl. The bowl is smaller than it. The origin of this copper bowl is not

Short, you have to listen to me slowly."

Professor Wen sat on the edge of the Kang and began to tell an allusion.

"Have you ever heard of the White Horse Temple in Luoyang? Together with the Xiantong Temple in Mount Wutai, it is the founder of Buddhist temples in China. According to records in ancient books such as "Qingliang Mountain Chronicles", during the Yongping period of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Liu Zhuang, Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty, once had a dream

, dreamed that a golden man suddenly rose into the sky and flew westward when he saw him. After waking up from the dream, he immediately called several ministers and told them in detail what happened in the dream. Everyone was amazed. One of the ministers said

: My Lord, the Ming Ming, and the foolish minister heard that there is a god called Buddha in the Western Regions, and that the Buddha has Buddhist scriptures. Therefore, Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty sent more than a dozen people to the Western Regions to worship Buddha and obtain scriptures. These people met Kashyapa, an eminent Indian monk who was preaching in Dayueshi.

Teng and Zhu Falan immediately invited them to come to China to give lectures and teach the Dharma. The two eminent monks happily accepted the invitation, and with only a white horse, they went through many difficulties and dangers and arrived in the capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty in the tenth year of Yongping.

In this style, a small monastery was built for the two monks to live. In order to commemorate the white horse carrying sutras, the temple was named Baima Temple. At that time, Kasyapa Mateng and Zhu Falan left Luoyang again and went north all the way, choosing as they went.

As a place to build temples and propagate Buddhism, they came to Wutai Mountain, which was called Qingliang Mountain at the time. There were graves everywhere. But the two of them were ecstatic and burst into tears. They unexpectedly discovered that this was the residence of Manjushri Bodhisattva, and that there were actually people here.

A Buddha relic stupa built by King Asoka. What made them even more happy was that they found that this place was very similar to the Linghuan Mountain in Tianzhu where Sakyamuni practiced. They reported this to Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty, and soon

Soon a large-scale temple was built here, named Lingluan Temple. Later, Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty saw that there was a hundred acres of garden in front of the temple, so he happily changed its name to Huayuan Temple. Wu Zetian of the Tang Dynasty admired Mount Wutai all his life, and in order to fulfill his long-cherished wish, he gave it the name of Dahua Temple.

Huayan Temple; it was officially named Daxiantong Temple by Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty."

"Uncle Wen, please tell me the important point." When Ye heard this, he still didn't know what the copper bowl in his hand had to do with the story.

Professor Wen looked at Ye Qianpian and continued calmly: "Since this is the dojo of Manjushri Bodhisattva and the incense is very popular, there is an eye of the sea on the mountainside five kilometers away from Daxiantong Temple. I don't know when it will gush out from here.

The sea water caused floods. Therefore, in order to protect the people in this area, Manjusri Bodhisattva built a pagoda on this sea eye. The purpose was to calm this sea eye. In the Ming Dynasty, people built another pagoda on the basis of the pagoda.

He built a temple and named it Zhenhai Temple."

"Uncle Wen, you've been talking about temples for a long time, but you still haven't gotten to the point."

Professor Wen looked at her, ignored her, and continued: "Here comes the important point. According to folklore, Emperor Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty ascended the throne at the age of 6 and became a monk at the age of 24. Emperor Shunzhi once said in his "Relics of the World": The yellow robe should be replaced by the purple cassock.

Nian Yi Nian Chai said that he went to Zhenhai Temple to become a monk, and his son Emperor Kangxi also came here many times to look for him."
Chapter completed!