There was indeed a faint evil aura on Lao Gu's forehead. This evil aura cannot be seen by ordinary people, but Mu Wan is already dead, with only a little residual soul left, and instead can see things that humans cannot see.

Old Gu spat in his heart, this pair of brothers and sisters who are not together are in love with each other in broad daylight, which is simply inauspicious and doesn't speak well. Why do you curse me as soon as you open your mouth?

"Maybe it wasn't good sleep yesterday." He smiled dryly, squinted his eyes, and handed over two gold chains: "Come on, one for each person, put on insurance."

"Golden chain, I gave it to me? Wow, this style is so old." Mu Wan said disgustedly: "And it smells so smelly, it smells of sweat."

Lao Gu was so depressed: "This is not for you. I can be your grandfather, so how can I give you a gold chain?"

"It wasn't for me, so why do we wear it?" Mu Wan said in confusion.

Ye Nuo smiled: "Put it on. In ancient times, humans always regarded gold as an object to ward off evil spirits. Because gold will not change its properties for thousands of years and will always be golden. Lao Gu probably wants us to wear it on to ensure safety."

"Brother Ye, you're still clear about it." Old Gu happily pointed at Ye Nobi.

Since Ye Nuo said so, Mu Wan had to lift one of the big gold chains with two fingers in disgust: "I said Lao Gu."

This little girl kept calling Lao Gu, and the black line appeared on Lao Gu's head: "What?"

"Isn't it just that the incense of worshiping King Jinsha has been broken? Do you need to be scared to be so virtuous? I feel restless!" Mu Wan said casually.

The good old man, Lao Gu, suddenly changed his face. While praying for something in his mouth, he strengthened his tone: "Every child, don't be on the Yangtze River. If you say bad things about the King of Sands, you will be punished."

"I said it, it can do anything to me." Mu Wan curled her lips: "Isn't it just a myth?"

Lao Gu stamped his feet angrily: "The King of Jinsha is not a myth, it really exists."

Seeing that Lao Gu was serious, Ye Nuo frowned and asked, "Lao Gu, do you think the King of Sands really existed?"

"Yes, when I was young, I heard my grandfather mention it." Lao Gu said, with a look of admiration: "Grandpa said that he had met the King of Sands."

"Ah, your grandfather has seen it!" Mu Wan opened her mouth wide and felt a little confused. It was like a person who always mentioned the Jade Emperor. Praying to the Jade Emperor was one thing. But if that person had seen the Jade Emperor, what would people around him think? Eighty-years-old, he would think he was either a madman or a charlatan.

Ye Nuo is knowledgeable and knows that many things passed down from word to word are well-founded. For example, King of Sands, many predecessors in the archaeological world have excavated many ancient utensils in ruins along the Yangtze River. The description of King of Sands on each utensil is surprisingly consistent.

You should know that there were no books in ancient times, and myths were spread all by mouth. Legends changed as they spread. In addition, the Yangtze River is a natural barrier, and even if it is a few kilometers away, people's living habits and traditions are different.

The same myth is incredible that it maintains amazing consistency along the Yangtze River, which is nearly 10,000 kilometers long.

Lao Gu continued: "Yes, King of Sands, my grandfather has seen it. That was the early 1930s."

In the 1930s, the Yangtze River was diverted. At that time, Old Gu's grandfather Gu Laoqi worked as a river engineer near the Three Gorges.

The so-called river workers are completely different from the laborers who pull fibers on both sides of the river. Although the fibers are tiring, the salary is high. However, river workers are not only tiring, but also working hard for a day, they can’t get a few bites of food.

But in that era, the greatest luck was to avoid starving to death.

The weather was dry that year, and the water level of the river in the Yangtze River channel was surprisingly low, which was a good time to dig mud and sand.

One day, in the group where Gu Laoqi was in, a group of river workers ran to the center of the river channel that was usually impossible to reveal, and desperately dug sand and stones on a riverbed.

Controlling river channels and preventing floods is the main task of river workers.

If you don’t want to flood the water every year, you have to take advantage of the bottom of the water level to dig away the sand and gravel accumulated on the river channel to prevent the river sand and stones wrapped in the water from the river channel from silting again after the water rises.

This year's water level line is really too low. Gu Laoqi and his colleagues hoeed to the sky, constantly digging the mud and sand into the dustpan and transporting it to the shore.

Suddenly, an old river engineer exclaimed: "Brothers, I seem to have dug up something hard."

The weather was hot and the mud on the riverbed was smelly. When many river workers were working on the river, they were shocked when they heard this. The ancient Yangtze River Road was one of the main life rivers that gave birth to ancient humans. The history was long and there were countless strange stories. Although it was hard to be a river worker, they often dug out some old things from the river channel. They were lucky and could sell them for a small amount of money.

Hearing the words of Lao Hegong, Gu Laoqi, not far away, hurriedly surrounded him.

I saw the old Hegong knocking the mud below with a shovel, and he heard a bang. It was the sound of metal collision, which was not the same as the sound of hitting a stone.

"There are gold tools?" A man with a lit up his eyes.

Goldware is not gold, but a general term for metal cultural relics. Before entering the modern era of industrialization, even a piece of metal was valuable, and could be exchanged for half a steamed bun.

If you can really dig out the old golden weapon, you will be rich.

"Dig quickly, maybe you can really dig out good things." Another river craftsman urged, and his mouth was almost flowing out. I haven't had a good meal for a long time, maybe I'm lucky today and I can get some meat to eat at night.

Gu Laoqi's group had about seventeen people, and quickly dug out the mud on the riverbed with a hoe. Before they could dig out for a long time, they didn't let them dig out gold tools, but instead dug out a large piece of bronze.

This bronze block has a round curve, which is very heavy. The Yangtze River is soaked in water and is full of dirty copper rust.

"Wow, what a big piece of copper. I'm going to sell waste, but it's always valuable." One of the river engineers was overjoyed.

The river workers are all poor people. If you take one more copper coin, your children can lick the porridge for a few more days. When they see that there is indeed valuable goods, all the river workers are excited.

They dig out the mud and sand more vigorously. As they dig out, they finally dug out a rough trace of the entire copper block.

As soon as they saw it, everyone took a breath of air conditioning.

This is not a copper block. It is clearly the end of a bronze chain, and it also shows signs of breaking. The copper chain is as thick as the waist of two adults, and is connected together. The chain penetrates straight into the depths of the mud, and I don’t know how long it is.
Chapter completed!