Ancient pagodas left before the Ming Dynasty have always been loved by tomb robbers. Compared with large tombs, the things in ancient pagodas are generally more refined and valuable.
Do you think that since the tower is so high, treasures are hidden in certain sections of the tower? This happens, but it is very rare. Generally speaking, if something is buried when the tower is built, it is either on the top of the tower or at the bottom of the tower. , just beneath the foundation.
Archaeological teams generally do not advocate active excavation of such things hidden under the base of the tower. The space for hiding things under the tower is not large, ranging from ten to dozens of square meters. The Famen Temple was discovered accidentally when it collapsed due to heavy rain. A batch of epoch-making super cultural relics were unearthed from the secrets under the base of the tower.
Famen Temple is a thirteen-story brick pagoda. I wonder if it is a coincidence that thirteen Kaiyuan Tongbao made of tortoiseshell material were unearthed under the pagoda base. Tortoiseshell is a turtle shell, and there is only one copper coin made of turtle shell in all dynasties.
In addition, a batch of secret-color porcelain from the late Tang Dynasty was discovered. The number of secret-color porcelain is far less than that of Ru kilns in the Northern Song Dynasty. They had only heard of it before, and no one had seen the real thing. Some scholars believe that secret-color porcelain only exists in books and has not been found in books. There is no real object handed down to the world, and the discovery of Famen Temple severely slapped these people in the face.
There is also a dress belonging to Wu Zetian, a golden letter from the pagoda, etc., all found under the foundation of Famen Temple.
What I mean by this is that there may be valuable things under the ancient pagoda. The Lanzhou Museum is not inactive, it just does not encourage active digging, so it will attract tomb robbers.
The first time I saw the burglar hole in the rabbit farm on Qingyang Road, I was not only shocked, but also scared.
It is only a few meters away from the Lanzhou Museum. This robber hole is about 6 meters deep. Above the robber hole is Qingyang Road, a busy road. The tomb robbers are digging holes underground and dumping soil. Maybe there are people riding electric cars above. Wait for the red light.
Seeing that I was shocked and speechless, Douya pointed at the robbery hole and greeted me: "Fengzi, why don't we go down and see where the mouse hole leads to."
I didn't want to go down, because the gap boards are still piled here, which proves that the gang will come back at any time. What if they come back and find that someone has entered the robbery cave, and they directly seal the entrance of the cave?
If that happens, when Qingyang Road is built in a few years, they might use a hook machine to dig out Dou Sprouts and me.
Later, I went into the pit, purely because of my strong curiosity. I wanted to see if this robbery hole led to the foundation of Baiyi Temple.
Afraid that the group would suddenly come back, I pulled a carpet over to cover it up before going down into the pit.
The hole was not wide, so Doudou Yazai and I groped in the dark and slid down with our feet supported. After we got down, we took out our mobile phones. We used the weak light of the mobile phones to illuminate us and crawled forward.
It can be seen from the shovel marks left on the wall of the cave that the group used a manual whirlwind chopper. The shovel mouth was neatly arranged and extended downward one layer at a time. The geotechnical worker who dug this hole must be a master.
I paid careful attention. When I crawled about two hundred meters along the thief hole, I found a cigarette butt on the ground. I picked it up and looked at it carefully. The cigarette butt was Bai Xing'an produced in Inner Mongolia. I wonder if it can be found here in Lanzhou. Buy this cigarette.
"Are these the wooden boards up there?" When I reached a corner, Dou Sprout pointed at me and asked.
I said yes, be careful and don't knock down these cracked boards.
After turning several corners, the cave became narrower and narrower. At first we could stand with our backs bent, but when we got here we could only crawl forward on our stomachs.
"Bah!" Dou Sprout, who was following me, complained: "Fengzi, please slow down, dirt is in my mouth."
I looked up at the top of the robber cave and asked Dou Sprout in a low voice if he heard the car horn.
Dou Sprout looked up and listened: "No way, don't be suspicious, this mouse hole is too small, damn, it's packed to death."
We continued to climb four to five hundred meters along the Thief Cave.
"stop!"
I suddenly found that there was no road ahead. The cave had collapsed and was mostly covered by soil. The falling clods of soil were just blocked by the gap board. In the current situation, it was almost impossible for people to get through unless they dug again.
I'm not sure whether the group deliberately collapsed it after they succeeded or made a mistake. Now they can only go back the same way.
"Go back to Yazai." I turned around and shouted.
Since the space was too small to turn around, we walked backwards little by little. The distance was only a few hundred meters, and it took nearly 40 minutes to go back and forth.
After returning to the family home, she saw that my hair was covered with dirt. Xiaoxuan was surprised and asked what were you doing.
Dou Sprout patted the dirt on his head and told Xiaoxuan about the rabbit hole theft.
Now that the rabbit farm is empty, I have temporarily lost clues about who the mysterious woman who sent me the text message is.
I told Douyazai that if the gang didn't come back to fill in the hole and deal with the cracked boards, the tunnel might last for a few years without anyone interfering, but it would eventually collapse.
Dou Yazai curled his lips and said: "What the hell, it just collapsed. We didn't dig it. Could it be that you, Fengzi, still want to call the police and tell the police that there is a tunnel under Qingyang Road to remind people to pay attention when passing by?"
I said nothing with a dark face.
The next day I went to the Lanzhou Museum and looked at the Baiyi Temple in the museum courtyard. I couldn't see any traces on the ground and everything was normal.
There is no sign of the Lantian Choir in the whole of Lanzhou, and we can't hang ourselves from a tree. Based on my understanding of the leader's character, he is the kind of leader who likes to hide behind his back, and Moth Mountain is an example.
Whoever the mysterious person was who sent the text message, I thought about it and felt that the content in the text message might be true.
Trust me with your head, and I choose to trust him.
Prepare a month's worth of food and water, find a clothes shop to make thirty small white flags, and then hide them in the abandoned mine in Alxa. If you want to complete these within half a month, you must temporarily leave Lanzhou and return to Yinchuan to find a merchant. People borrowed camels.
Before I left, I made a phone call to Brother Gangzi.
Hearing that the three of us were going back to Yinchuan, Gangzi was uncharacteristically silent, something that had never happened before.
It was several minutes before he spoke.
"Brother Yunfeng, have a nice trip."
I felt something was wrong with Gangzi's tone on the phone, but I didn't think too deeply about it.
You know, today is different from the past. The golden wind is gone. Now no one in Yinchuan deliberately targets us, and people feel safe walking on the street.
After we returned to Yinchuan, we immediately went to the Helan Mountain Breeding Base, thinking about asking merchants for help.
Unexpectedly, the employees of the breeding farm told me that Mr. Shang had just been discharged from the hospital two days after the operation, and he was still recuperating at home. If I wanted to find Mr. Shang, I should go directly to his home.
"Shang Guanmin was just discharged from hospital?"
I asked the farm employees what was going on, what disease did your business manager have to undergo surgery?
He whispered: "I'm telling you, don't talk nonsense when you go out. A few days ago, seven or eight people came to the breeding farm to talk to Mr. Shang about business. I saw it. None of them looked like good people. Mr. Shang I guess I didn't agree to them, and then I was beaten by this group of people. Mr. Shang had more than 20 stitches on his head and bled a lot."
"What? The merchants were beaten!"
"Who did this! So brave!"
The employee said, "How did I know? I've met you before. Are you reporters?" Our business manager is a good person and treats our employees very well. Please don’t write random reports.
"What's the address? Where does your business manager live? I'll go see him." I asked him.
He repeatedly asked me to promise not to report the matter indiscriminately, and then he told me where the Shangguan people lived.
Although Shang Guanmin is just a breeding farm owner, his influence in the local business circle is not small. He is supported by the government as a model. They want to try to combine large-scale breeding with special tourism. Helan Mountain Breeding Farm is regarded as an experiment. Points are taken care of in terms of taxes, quarantine, procedures, etc.
Who dares to go to a breeding farm to beat someone with such a respectable person? He also gave the person more than twenty stitches!
He and I are half friends, even if we are not friends. If I want to borrow a camel to bring things into Alxa this time, I must have his signature and nod. Otherwise, where are we going to get camels to transport things?
Shang Guan lived in the Crescent Community on Yuhuangge South Street. At that time, the Xinyue Community had just been built a year or two ago and was considered a wealthy area. The housing prices were comparable to those of the current Swan Lake Town and Yinji Garden.
We found out the address in the morning, and at noon we went to see him with two boxes of Lulu. When we rang the doorbell, Shang Guanmin's wife came out and opened the door for us. His wife was a very well-educated housewife. I called her Mrs. Fang.
Hearing that we were his husband's friends, Mrs. Fang forced a smile and took Lulu over to greet us into the house.
"Old Shang, your friend is here to see you." After entering the house, the sister-in-law called into the room.
"Who?"
Not long after, Shang Guanmin limped to the living room on crutches and with the back of his head wrapped in gauze.
"Why are you here?"
