Chapter 81: Qinling God Tree · Mining

I slept very hard, almost sat up in a half-dream, and got up in my heart. I just wanted to scold him. He covered my mouth and said softly, "Don't talk, come with me."
I was baffled. I saw him with a bad expression and didn't know what happened. I put on my coat and leaned over and asked, "What's going on? What happened?"
The old itch said softly, "Come with me, I will show you something."
I stared at him for a while, and felt strange in my heart, but looking at his expression did not seem to be playing me, so he put on his coat and sneaked out with him.
The shack is outside the forest. Old Itchy took out the north arrow, determined the direction, removed the folding shovel from our equipment, and greeted me to follow him.
We held a flashlight and walked downwind, and walked for ten minutes before he stopped. He inserted the ground under his shovel and said, "This is it!"
I was extremely puzzled in my heart. Looking at him, would he want to come here to plant trees?
He looked at me with a bad expression and quickly explained: "When I and my old watch came out from the mountain last time, it was the night I spent here. That night I found him sneaking out in the middle of the night and I didn't know what to do, so I I followed him and found that he buried something here, but at that time we were in a terrible situation. I did n’t have the energy to take care of this business. I just wanted to go out quickly, so I did n’t care about it. Now I think about it. The situation is a bit abnormal. "
"Are you sure this is the place?" I asked.
He nodded, "My old watch was nervous after coming out of that hole. I don't know what evil happened. I'm sure he has something to hide from me. This time I happened to come back here. I'm going to dig it and see. What is he buried in the end. You help me look at the wind. "
I nodded, old itch began to shovel.
The soil here doesn't seem to be hard, but the villagers still sleep not far away, and I don't know if they will wake up, so the old itch must stop every three times and listen to the surrounding movements.
He dug for half an hour, and I began to wonder if he had made a mistake. Suddenly, there seemed to be something metal stuck in his shovel, making a clear sound.
He stopped digging, leaned over, and took out a stick-like object from the pit.
The stick-shaped object is covered with mud. I can't judge what it is, but instinctively, it seems to be a bone. The old itch wiped it a little, and his face changed, saying to me: "I fucking, this is the thing. "
I looked over and saw that it was a bronze caster with green patina, and there was a clear cut on the bottom. It was sawed from another piece of bronze. By the light of the flashlight, I could see it. There is an abstract pattern similar to a single-headed twin snake. It should be something that the old man said of the "She tribe."
The old itch said to me: "This is the bronze branch that I told you. I didn't expect my old watch to secretly saw this thing down."
I frowned. These people can be said to be the most unqualified group in the entire grave-robbing class, and also the group with the largest number. For thousands of dollars, it is common to destroy a peerless treasure.
Old itch continued to dig to see what else could be dug, but after digging for a long time nothing appeared again, he began to fill the soil back.
We wrapped this branch in cloth and crept away. The others worked hard all day and were still asleep, but we couldn't sleep anymore. The old itch sat down opposite me and began to add firewood to the campfire.
I saw his face dignified and his worries reappeared. I couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything unspeakable that you have been ecstatic about these days? Long hemorrhoids?"
Old itch lighted a cigarette and said, "Hey, if it's as simple as that, I think it's a bit wrong, and something can't be figured out."
I don't speak, listen to him.
Itchy said: "It's mainly my old watch. When I went into the mountains with him, he was normal, but since he saw this bronze branch, I felt that he started to change. At the beginning, my old watch It just suddenly became a little neurotic, and gradually, I found out that his whole person seemed to become more and more abnormal- "
I asked: "You mean, your old watch is crazy, is it related to this thing?"
Old nodded, "Look, he secretly sawed this thing down and brought it out, and buried it again. Why?"
I looked at the old itch and fiddled with the bronze branch. I suddenly felt like I had seen this thing. I quickly took out the information given by Professor Wang and turned to a picture to compare it. It was really good. It was 1845. The thing that a British missionary, Thomas, copied on a cave rock mural in western Hunan, was a totem similar to a tree. Thomas noted below the painting that this is the "sacred tree" of the local people. Later, this note fell into the hands of Professor Wang. According to the description, Professor Wang believed that this kind of tree was one of the cultural totems of the snake kingdom, representing the divinity of the earth and fertility.
I compared the bronze branches with the pictures again and found that this section is just the end of the branch. If according to this ratio, the entire bronze tree should be seven or eighty meters high. If the whole is excavated, it will be enough to shock the world.
I patted the old itch, so he don't think about it, if it is really a problem of this twig, then he will already be the same as his old watch.