Professor Wen only found out about this the next morning. He laughed loudly and said, "It's a good thing that Mr. Dong is not a witch or a witch, otherwise he could have sold the magic water to make money."

The incident happened suddenly. Wang Ke, Gu Maolin, and Ye Pianqian were busy all night last night. Sunday was originally a day off. Section Chief Chang Gaofeng and the reconnaissance team were coming back in the morning, so Wang Ke took Gu Maolin and they had breakfast.

, so he came to the old village chief’s house in a daze to see if there was anything he could do to help.

The old village chief also struggled for half the night, and finally persuaded the people who came to ask for water to go away, and promised one by one that they would be sent over in a few days, whether it was "water treatment" or human treatment, and Dong would personally take the pulse and treat them.

The old village chief was more solemn today and specially changed into new clothes. Yesterday, he notified several village cadres at home, as well as Professor Wen and Dong Pianfang, and called the archaeological team to come. They will have wine and dinner at home today.

Welcome Section Chief Chang and thank you to the reconnaissance team.

All the work that needs to be done has been arranged.

The old village chief was also happy when he saw Wang Ke and Gu Maolin coming. Due to the flood relief work, the old village chief had been familiar with the two people for a long time. In addition, the well digging incident made everyone in the neighboring villages amazed. At first, he was also puzzled.

, Dong Pianfang was instructed by Master He Fang to dig out ancient wells that have been lost for thousands of years. It was not until last night that he knew that this ancient well was deduced by these two People's Liberation Army soldiers through a "mathematical model". He felt even more magical

Incomparable, to put it nicely, the future life is terrifying. The secret that no one in Nanshao Village has been able to solve for more than a thousand years has been solved so accurately.

But the old village chief was secretly thinking that after the matter was over, he would go away and hide his merits and fame. Could it be that they were the reincarnated masters Guiguzi Wang Xu, the strategist in the previous life, and Liu Bowen, the military strategist who had lived for five thousand years?

?

When they met at this time, they were naturally very affectionate. They quickly put on smiles and wished they could find a treasure from their own courtyard.

"Old village chief, have you seen anyone's children playing with this cloth bag?" Wang Ke asked Gu Maolin to take out the floral cloth bag and the colored stones that he found in the primary school yesterday.

When the old village chief saw what children were playing with, he didn't take it seriously at all. His daughter was a teacher in a primary school. The old village chief also called her out to identify them, but they all said they had never seen them before. He took those colorful stones and

When it was poured on the table, there was still a strong fishy smell, as if it had been soaked in potion.

"Are you sure you picked it up at the gate of the primary school?" the old village chief asked.

These seven or eight colored stones include red, green, white, black, yellow, purple... These kinds of stones are in the river beach. If you are lucky, you can find them all in a morning. The stones have lost their edges and corners.

, but also smooth and crystal clear.

"Things like these for little girls to play with are worthless. No one wants them, so there's no need to look for them." The old village chief thought the two People's Liberation Army soldiers were just picking up gold.

Wang Ke's heart trembled. He had realized that the origin of these colorful stones might not be that simple. Because Gu Maolin had clearly said that the snake asked him to find this cloth bag, saying that he would understand everything he saw. But he understood.

What? It’s not like Nuwa patched up the sky and melted colorful stones.

As for Gu Maolin, Monk Zhanger was even more confused. What do these colored stones mean?

"Old village chief, are there any legends in our village?"

"Legends?" the old village chief asked. He was very surprised. Why were these two People's Liberation Army soldiers interested in the legends of Nanshao Village? "There are many legends, but they are all superstitions. Some are not superstitions, but they can't

explain."

"There really is a legend!"

The old village chief opened his chatterbox, speaking with some pride and some mystery.

"Let me tell you one thing first. Have you noticed that there are almost no flies or mosquitoes in our Nanshao Village?"

It’s true that since the flood in Nanshao Village, and now the weather is getting warmer, we have found that there are very few flies, including some dry toilets, and there are very few maggots, let alone mosquitoes.

"What's going on?" Gu Maolin couldn't help but ask. He had always been very concerned about these things.

"It's all legend. It is said that when the Jin soldiers invaded, a great hero named Shao led the people to resist the Jin. After the Song and Jin Dynasties negotiated peace, he still went out to attack the Jin, and was eventually poisoned by Qin Hui..."

"Is it the great hero named Shao Xing that Professor Wen talked about?" Wang Ke suddenly remembered the story Professor Wen told.

"I don't know if it's him or not, but this great hero had such a strong character after his death that he asked his descendants to send his coffin back to his hometown for burial. The descendants went through great hardships to send his coffin back to our Nanshao Village. Who?

Knowing that the weather was hot, when he got home, he was bitten horribly by mosquitoes and flies, with ulcers all over his body. At this time, the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty were negotiating peace. According to legend, Song Gaozong Zhao Gou sent someone to welcome his biological mother, Wei Shi, who was also passing by here. Hearing that the hero was returning home, he

I came here to express my condolences. When I saw the rotting body, I immediately became angry and cursed the damn mosquitoes and flies."

"How about it?"

"From then on, mosquitoes and flies disappeared within a two-kilometer radius of our Nanshao village. It's so good that our village doesn't need to hang mosquito nets in summer." The old village chief said quite proudly.

"This legend is very interesting." Wang Ke praised.

"That's not the only interesting thing. At that time, Zhao Gou's mother stayed here for a few days. This lady was very low-key. She only had a simple meal and washed her own clothes. After washing, she would put it on the jujube tree in front of the door. In the evening

It can be dried. Who knew that these jujube trees have so many thorns that they even tore a hole when collecting clothes at night."

"This is quite unfortunate." Gu Maolin listened attentively and couldn't help but interrupt.

"Yes, so Zhao Gou's mother asked while sewing, why does this jujube tree have trouble with us poor people? Why don't the jujube thorns grow downward?"

"Hahaha, village chief, are you kidding me? All over the world, there is no jujube tree with thorns growing downwards?" Gu Maolin couldn't bear it anymore this time. He felt that this legend was too ridiculous and unbelievable.

"What, you mean what I said is unreliable?" The old village chief was a little angry, "You go out and take a look, don't look at the whole village, just look at this jujube tree in my house. Its thorns are not only

It is long downward and curled inwards, so it won’t hurt your hands when you touch it from any angle.”

Wang Ke really didn't notice that the jujube tree thorns in Nanshao Village would still grow like this?

He rushed out the door and saw a jujube tree in the yard. He walked over and looked at the branches above. His expression immediately changed. It was exactly what the old village chief said. All jujube tree thorns pointed downwards and inward.

It's curved, not to mention hurting, but even if you lie down on it, your clothes won't be scratched.

There are such strange trees in the world. If no one tells about it, no one really cares.

"Old village chief, are these jujube tree thorns growing downward and inward like in Nanshao Village, or are they like this in the entire Xishan Mountain?"

"That's our Nanshao Village. Even after we move to another place, the jujube tree thorns will still grow upward. How weird!" The old village chief's face was full of pride at this time.

"What has happened here?"

"I can't tell! Maybe it's Emperor Zhao Gou and his mother who are so eloquent!"

The two legends shocked Wang Ke and Gu Maolin. When they came to Nanshao Village, it was the first time they heard such weird legends. There are all kinds of strange legends in the world. However, the legends are real, not fictional, and not spread by rumors. This Nanshao Village

How many unknown secrets are there in Shaocun, and how many unexplained phenomena have unknown origins?

From Shao Xing, the anti-golden hero mentioned by Professor Wen, to Zhao Gou’s mother in front of us, and the South Observatory in the west of the village, the culture is rich and profound.

"Old village chief, is there any legend on the hillside at the primary school?" Gu Maolin broke the silence and boldly asked a question that Wang Ke did not dare to ask.

"Where is the hillside where the primary school is?" the old village chief also asked.

"Yes."

"How come there isn't? But there is no way to verify this legend. It's too suspenseful."

"Old village chief, let's talk about it." Wang Ke also became interested.

"It's still related to the anti-gold hero. According to legend, on the day of his funeral, the sky was dark, lightning flashed, and strong winds blew sand and rocks. The whole village felt that he was unjust and wronged, but he still went to the funeral despite the wind and thunder. Just now.

When we walked to the east of the village, heavy rain poured down, mixed with hail the size of pigeon eggs. The coffin bearers put down the coffins and fled back to the village to escape. As a result, strange things happened..."

Wang Ke and Gu Maolin looked at the old village chief, wondering what strange thing had happened.

The old village chief also calmed down and swallowed. His eyes were shining, as if he was at the scene at that time.

"When the clouds opened and the sun rose, and the wind and rain subsided, everyone ran back to the place where the coffin had just been placed. They saw that the place had turned into a deep pit with water stored in it. The lid of the coffin was crawling with people of all sizes.

The long worms are so scary, there are hundreds of poisonous long worms in the whole pit."

A long worm in Xishan is a snake!

"That's right!" Gu Maolin shouted, startling the old village chief.

The old village chief looked at Gu Maolin and continued: "When the villagers saw this, they were frightened out of their wits. They immediately looked for stones and threw them at the long insects. After a while, the hole was filled with stones and a tomb was raised. It would be better to choose a better place.

After hitting the ground, the coffin was buried in the grave along with hundreds of worms. The Shao family simply picked up soil and piled up the place. As a result, the graveyard seemed to be alive, growing three inches longer every day.

In less than a month, it grew into a hill, forming a mountain and river, guarding the east side of the village, forming an easy-to-defend but difficult-to-attack mountain pass, protecting our Nanshao Village."

"Is it the hillside where the primary school is now?" Wang Ke asked.

The old village chief nodded, "Yes, but this hillside has deep grass and dense forests, and there are a lot of insects. Most people don't dare to go up there. When I was a child, I didn't dare to go up there. When I was fighting against Japanese invaders, it was because of the

There were so many longworms that all the little devils walked around. After liberation, our village built a primary school there. All the longworms on the mountain disappeared overnight and were never seen again. There has never been a case of longworms hurting anyone.

event."

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When Wang Ke heard this, he was also frightened. It turned out that there was such a legend in the primary school. More than a thousand people and his company lived there, and after the wake of hibernation, there were no snakes to attack in the thunderstorm weather.

, isn’t it strange?

"Old village chief, what do you mean, an anti-gold hero should be buried under the hillside of the primary school? Has no one ever thought about him?" Gu Maolin asked.

"You're talking about tomb robbers, right? Why not? Since he is a hero who fought against the Jin Dynasty, at least it is a tomb from the Song Dynasty. It will definitely attract the attention of thieves, but don't forget that this is Changchong Mountain. As long as there are tomb robbers, they will basically be poisoned
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