"Well, it's a five-color tile, take out the solution and try it to see if it has anything to do with that legend." Professor Monalou took the old rubble and carefully cleaned it with a small brush. The broken tiles were dark green, and by no means had five colors, as he had said. When this broken tile was first burned, it may be that the craftsman carved some ancient patterns on it, but the age is too long, and the lines on the surface have long been corroded and recognizable.

"Professor, what are the five-color tiles?" Na Xiu asked him curiously.

Professor Monalou said that this kind of five-color tile firing process has long been lost, and in ancient times, it was considered by our Han people to be a backward craft of the barbarian tribe, and it has not been inherited. In fact, it seems that the Khitan people also have their civilization, this kind of rubble, according to the temperature and environment of the four seasons of the year, the rubble will show four colors, for example, the dark green we see now is a symbol of summer.

"Kids, if you look closely, isn't this dark green a little dark? Because it is the last days of summer, it will turn black in autumn and snow white in winter. Of course, I'm afraid that the climate in Xiangxi is different from our Kanto, and these five-color tiles can change up to four colors in Xiangxi. "Professor Monalo is well-versed in ancient and modern times, and he is worthy of being an expert in Beihu culture, and he is also the first to speak, and even the knowledge that is not in the textbooks is clear.

Chu Tianyue took out a bottle of solvent, opened the cap and poured a drop on the five-color tile, everyone's eyes didn't dare to blink, just staring at this broken tile like a national treasure. Sure enough, a few moments after the solution was dripping onto the tiles, the rubble began to change color, and as Professor Monalo had judged, it was divided into five colors. This also confirms the folklore that the high priest of Mili once came to Wuling Mountain in Xiangxi.

At the beginning, this kind of rubble was only used by the Khitan people in the northeast to build houses, and it was a high-standard building.

"There is no historical record of the five-color tile, and the ruins of this ruined temple are treasures! I really should have informed the top to protect it and restore all this rubble, I think the lines on the tiles are more valuable. Professor Monalo hurriedly put the small tile into the bag and vacuum-sealed, so carefully that it was like treating a priceless treasure in the Palace Museum.

Na Xi and Ma Chengfeng shouldn't be interested in these games, these two boys only care about money! I didn't have time to study the tiles with them, so I rushed into the ruins and began to look around to see if there were any other valuable antiquities.

"Brother, do you think this game should be worth anything?" In the ruins, Na Xiu finally found a relatively high-priced toyer, a copper horn cup.

Ma Chengfeng took it and took a closer look, although the horn cup was full of patina, it was still intact, but it was a pity...... It's too old, and it's made of copper! If it's jade, it's better to make a move.

"Well, it's a fun response, but the key is that we can't take it back? How many heads have you dropped? Ma Chengfeng kicked Na Xuan hard, dodged the horn cup and threw it to Professor Monalo. Rub, I don't steal or rob, why don't you let me sell it? "These antique jades, that is not as good as Ma Chengfeng.

The professor said: "Cheng Feng is right, Xiao Naxiu, you don't know, our country stipulates that all bronzes, no matter how big or small, as long as the years exceed the Tang and Song dynasties, they are not allowed to circulate in the market, are you not afraid that the Cultural Relics Bureau will find you?" ”

"Rub, what's the truth about this? It's more bearded than a beard! He scolded.

"Huh...... Aren't you the state when you reason? Okay, everyone, hurry up, we can't put all our energy here, see if there is anything else valuable, if not, we can continue to hurry, we still have to hurry up the mountain before dark, the locals have said, after nightfall, Wuling Mountain brain drought, or what kind of Miao general, I have leg cramps all over the past two days, but I don't want to do it with a big zongzi. Ma Chengfeng urged a few of them to say.

This ancient temple is not big, it used to be just a decoration, and the high priest of Mili is here in the temple to hide people's eyes. Ma Chengfeng and Na Xi were sitting on the collapsed temple wall and still making fun of the unhappy things. Over there, Chu Tianyue and Professor Monalo used their remaining time to clean up the artifacts left behind in the ruins as much as possible. No one cared about the mute child, so he had fun in the ancient temple with his bare little ass.

"Abba ...... Abba ...... "He didn't know what he had found, so he shouted twice."

"Little dumb, don't run around, beware of a big dumpling coming out of here for a while and eating you!" Ma Chengfeng scared him and said.

"Abba ...... Abba !! The little mute shouted and ran over, and he didn't know what he was holding in his hand, and he was covered in dirt, and he was all following the child laborers who came out of the coal mine.

"Didn't you tell you not to touch it casually? Look at what you're buried, come, brother wipe it. Ma Chengfeng snatched the toy from him and threw it on the ground, and began to wipe his face.

Cheng Feng ...... Cheng Feng...... You see...... What do you think this is? I wipe ......" the voice trembled a little.

Ma Chengfeng inadvertently skimmed the corner of his eye, and suddenly gasped as frightened by the play. It turned out to be an eyeball, to be precise, a human eyeball carved from jade, this game should be carved extremely exquisitely, at first glance, I really thought it was a human eye socket that had just been dug out, and even the end of the eyeball was still connected with blood.

"Holy, this ...... What the hell is this? Little mute, where did you find it? Ma Chengfeng asked him.

The little mute gestured to a corner of the ruins of the apse of the ancient temple, and dragged him towards it. Ma Chengfeng opened this piece of broken bricks and tiles and saw that there were still a few of these jade eye beads inside. The size of each eyeball, the carving is almost exactly the same, and it is definitely from the same era. Ma Chengfeng finally counted and dug out a total of nine jade eyeballs under the ruins.

"Professor? Sister Chu, come and have an unexpected discovery! Ma Chengfeng shouted.

When the two of them ran over to take a look, they couldn't help but be shocked, not that this person's eyes were scary, Professor Monalo is an archaeologist, and he has been dealing with the big zongzi in the ancient tomb in the wild all the year round, and the four of them are not afraid of the eyeballs carved from jade? It's just that this game shouldn't appear in an ancient Khitan temple! Although the Khitans did not have a very complete belief at the beginning, what they admired was the prototype of shamanism, a natural force of the unity of heaven and man. This has nothing to do with eyeballs, is it these nine jade eyeballs that the ancient temple ** enshrines?

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