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"Actually, I still haven't asked about the names of several places!" Wang Guosheng's tone when he said this sounded a bit playful to Zhang Yang.

It turns out that the elderly also understand the effects of the program!

"Teacher, do you have any explanation for the Zhongzhou Middle Road you just mentioned?"

Since reaching a cooperative relationship with Captain Liu of the Linhai Criminal Investigation Detachment, Zhang Yang doesn't need to take care of the treasure appraisal account that he has been talking about for so long. Naturally, the Internet police will follow up and deal with it.

"I remember it must have been around the 1980s. At that time we discovered a Han Dynasty architectural site there."

Wang Guosheng recalled the past and indirectly revealed the possible origin of the brick and inkstone just now.

"Many Han bricks were unearthed at that time, and their shape and size were similar to the one just now."

"Halfway through the excavation process, a large truck rushed into the site in the middle of the night, and a group of people came down and grabbed a lot of bricks..."

"Is there only bricks?" Zhang Yang felt as if he was listening to a "silly joke."

In the end, Master Wang said that there were really only bricks, because the precious things were transported away during the day.

At that time, people did not pay much attention to cultural relics such as ancient bricks, and the investigation was not intensive enough. The matter was gradually forgotten, but the person involved still remembered it clearly.

[Another unsolved case is about to be solved]

[It seems that ancient bricks can only be sold as inkstones]

[I guess the person just now didn’t expect to see the person involved]

[What a pity. If I had been born a few years earlier, I would have moved bricks from the Great Wall]

"Actually, if this kind of brick inkstone does not have the background of a celebrity or master, it is actually not very recognized in the market."

"Antiques still need to carry a certain cultural value to be favored by the collection market." As a miscellaneous expert, Master Wang has done a lot of research on inkstones, one of the four treasures of the study.

"Did you hear that?" Zhang Yang looked at the camera and said to the audience: "Some people in the barrage have too lively thoughts. I advise you to calm down."

"Is there anyone else from Laojiumen who is here to give away someone's head? Today we are the last to win the wheat quota!"

…

While Zhang Yang was chatting with Danmu, in a farmyard somewhere in Central China, Sun Wang, who had just turned 48 this year, was spinning around anxiously in the yard.

He wanted to run away, but he couldn't bear to part with the gold and silver he had worked so hard to steal.

On the stone millstone not far from him, there was the Han brick inkstone that he had just appraised when he and Zhang Yang were together.

Sun Wang picked up the big gold chain around his neck, wiped his sweat, and muttered:

“I didn’t expect that even a small business like me would be overturned one day.”

"I hope nothing happens so easily."

"Dip~dip~"

The sound of car horns came from the cement road in the distance. Sun Wang trembled with fright, but he calmed down and walked to the courtyard gate to look around.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was a familiar pickup truck.

Soon, the truck stopped at the gate of the yard, and a young man who was tired of traveling got out:

"Uncle, I'm here to deliver bricks!"

As soon as the young man entered the courtyard, he saw the Han brick inkstone on the millstone and said with a smile:

"Are you admiring your work again?"

"Sending bricks to the earthen kiln, what are you doing here?" Sun Wang felt guilty and said with a stern expression.

"Don't you want to eat today?"

"Just take care of the ball, let's go quickly, I'm busy!" Sun Wang said and pulled the young man out of the courtyard.

After a cart of tomb bricks has been unloaded, it stands to reason that a cart of bricks and inkstones should be loaded before the work is completed.

But Sun Wang was thinking about other things, and he was frozen in place.

The young man saw something was wrong and asked him:

"Uncle, has something happened to you? I think you seem to have a mental problem."

"You have mental problems." Sun Wang responded quickly: "I'm just tired, you move first."

After speaking, he sat directly on the slope at the entrance of the cave dwelling and looked at the plain in the distance.

On the concrete road in front of him, a black SUV with a local license plate drove past. The car had already passed by, but then it seemed that it saw Sun Wang, and it slowly reversed and stopped on the roadside directly opposite the cave dwelling.

The driver rolled down the window and asked Sun Wang, who was in a daze: "Fellow, is this a brick kiln?"

"No, this is just a cave dwelling where we store things." Sun Wang explained habitually.

It is illegal to open a brick kiln privately. Every time someone asked, he would answer this way.

Unfortunately, at this time, the young man carrying bricks and inkstones walked out of the cave with three large bricks and inkstones in his arms.

"Then what's he holding?"

The driver opened the door and stood on the roadside, pointing to the brick in the young man's hand and asking.

"It's bricks, but we didn't burn them ourselves. We bought them from others."

"Our cave dwelling has never been burned."

"So weird? I don't believe it." Another middle-aged man got out of the SUV.

"If you don't believe it, see for yourself." Sun Wang said this, but he slowly stood up.

He thought of a terrible thing: Could it be that the treasure appraisal just attracted the police?

When the other party walked onto the dirt road, he pretended to turn around and enter the cave, but suddenly accelerated and started running.

Pity the young man who was still helping him move bricks. As soon as he took off the heavy objects in his hands, he heard someone shouting:

"Why are you running! Don't run!"

"I didn't run away!" the young man replied innocently.

"Yes, you wait here first."

The middle-aged man who ran over nodded to him, took out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket, and handcuffed him to the car first.

The moment he saw the "silver bracelet", the young man felt weak all over.

But he quickly thought of something, and immediately pointed at Sun Wang's back with his other free hand and shouted:

"It was him, he was the one who ordered us to rob the tomb!"

"Tomb robbery? Aren't you opening a brick kiln privately?"

…

In the live broadcast room, Zhang Yang did not expect that Lian Mai's treasured friend in the end turned out to be his old acquaintance, Cheng Zongwen.

The background of the video is in a wasteland, surrounded by mountains.

Zhang Yang's first reaction was: Is this guy going back to his old business?

But he immediately rejected this answer, because according to Chen Yanguang, most of the Cheng family were still in Linhai, discussing the specific details of the marriage!

It is impossible for Cheng Zongwen, the important parent of the woman, to rob the tomb at this time.

But what Cheng Laoer said next proved that Zhang Yang still looked down on people.

"Teacher Zhang, I discovered a new robbery hole here."

[Is the live broadcast fighting coming again? 】

[The finale is still interesting]

[Hope it’s not a script]

[A brick thief just left, and another tomb robber came? 】

"How new is it? Was it just called? Have you called the police?"

Zhang Yang asked three times in a row, but Cheng Zongwen asked the question directly and got offended.

He simply said: "Let me take the teacher to see it first."

"Okay, is it in the wilderness in front of you?" Zhang Yang asked naturally.

"No." Cheng Zongwen shook his head, stretched out three fingers of his left hand, and moved the camera of his phone upward to focus on the three mountain peaks in the distance.

"Teacher, you should know that there are three mountains sandwiched between two valleys, right?"

Zhang Yang looked in the direction of the opponent's finger and saw three peaks, with the one in the middle behind and the two on the left and right side by side in front. It was almost a symmetrical composition.

"Three mountains, sandwiched between two valleys, right?" Zhang Yang asked uncertainly.

He always felt that Cheng Zongwen was talking nonsense.

"Yes, that's what you meant." Cheng Zongwen agreed with Zhang Yang's statement.

【What are you talking about? Is it slang? 】

[Obviously we are talking about Feng Shui]

[This treasure friend has something, he is sharing the money to fix the acupoints]

[The anchor actually understands, and it turns out he is from Laojiumen]

"I don't understand. I don't understand anything. Just keep talking."

"Okay." Cheng Zongwen happily agreed and explained as he walked.

"We generally call the terrain of these three mountains the Taishi Chair."

"The seat of the Grand Master's chair is a very common Feng Shui treasure spot, and there is usually a tomb."

Cheng Zongwen pointed to the direction of the mountain in the middle and the foot of the mountain and said.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a while. It seemed that he shouldn't know this kind of knowledge, but he really wanted to know it.

Cheng Zongwen continued to move forward.

When he reached a bamboo forest, when the slope of the mountain slowed down, he stretched out his hand again.

Pointing to the flat ground in front of him, he said:

"Teacher, did you see that this is a platform, which should be the platform for worship when the tomb is being repaired."

Then he pointed to the hill behind the small flat land and said:

"That's where the tomb is."

[Is this the result of seeing the stolen hole and deducing it? 】

[What the hell, dare to question Laojiumen]

[This is to exchange experiences with the anchor]

[This is definitely something, maybe a tomb robber revisiting his old haunts]

Zhang Yang knew the details of Cheng Zongwen, and the more he heard about it, the more frightened he became.

Does this guy really only need to spend seven years in jail? If it is released, who is responsible?

Master Wang next to him also glanced at Zhang Yang and asked him in a low voice: "Don't you need to call the police?"

Zhang Yang shook his head: "I know this person."

Then, he seemed to see two words in Master Wang's eyes: Damn it?

The two anchors were making small moves, and Cheng Zongwen had already walked onto the small slope where he said the cemetery was.

This time, he first found a small pit filled with dead bamboo leaves.

"Teacher, look, this is caving."

"I saw that you discussed Luoyang Shovel's playing style with others before. This time this method should be authentic."

"It was hit vertically and downwards, but it was probably a bit deep. I hit it several times."

[Anchor, you said you don’t know how to fight backwards? 】

[I think this live broadcast room is going to be gone]

[It’s too fierce, it’s just a thief who goes deep into the tomb]

The barrage says whatever it is.

Cheng Zongwen walked up the hillside and consciously explained to everyone:

"See the long raised strip on the left, which looks like a remnant of the wall. In fact, it is the protection of the tomb."

"There is also protection on the right side."

"It's all behind this."

"This tomb was very carefully decorated, but it was a bit too obvious, so it was stolen."

The camera finally moved to the robbery cave.

The pit is large enough to hold a large buffalo. The bottom of the pit is covered with dead bamboo leaves, but the earth wall next to it is still new.

In the direction of the pit close to the mound of the tomb chamber, there is a hole driven diagonally into the depth. It is deep and cannot be seen to the bottom.

According to Cheng Zongwen's dating, this robbery hole was only a year old at most.

Zhang Yang originally thought it would end here, but he didn't expect Cheng Zongwen to stand up and take the camera to the platform just now.

"Teacher, have you noticed?"

"I didn't find anything." Zhang Yang answered quickly.

"Hahaha. Well, what I want to say is, look at the platform, it is a bit big, and there is a small platform further down."

"It means there are tombs of descendants of the tomb owner down there, but these tomb robbers didn't find them, but..."

"Stop talking!" Zhang Yang quickly interrupted Cheng Zongwen's dangerous speech.

"Brother, call the police immediately, otherwise we won't be able to explain it later!"

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