My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

The village chief glanced at Zhang Hao, thought for a moment and then continued, "I don't know if it came out of the coffin. The coffin is solid, nothing should come out. I don't know where these treasures came from. I picked up a bracelet here two days ago and threw it back into the river."

Chen Wenjin and Dapeng looked at the village chief in confusion, "Throw it back?" Dapeng asked.

The village chief nodded, "It was that bracelet that brought bad luck to me, turning me into something neither human nor ghost. That thing is evil, and anyone who touches it will have a bad end. Thanks to this Yin Yang Master for helping me to exorcise the evil, otherwise I would have lost my life! Mr. Yin Yang, you must come to my house tonight for a drink, I haven't thanked you properly yet."

Zhang Hao looked at Chen Wenjin and the others, thinking to himself, could it be that this archaeological team came to the Sanjiashan area of ​​the Yangtze River because of the rumors on the Internet? However, as long as they don't hinder him from recovering the corpses of the Ten Corpse Evils, it will be fine. Moreover, not everyone can go to that area of ​​the river. There is a strong evil spirit, many corpse stings in the water, and hidden corpses. The water flow is also turbulent, and ordinary people can't get through at all. He is not worried about this.

When Chen Wenjin and Dapeng heard the village chief talking about Zhang Hao and how he cured the village chief of the evil spirit, they couldn't help but look at Zhang Hao with suspicion.

They had always thought that being possessed by evil spirits was a superstition of the country folks. They had never seen anyone truly cure being possessed by evil spirits, which made them question Zhang Hao's identity and ability.

They wondered if this so-called fortune teller was a liar who made up lies to get money. Maybe the village chief just had an acute illness, and this fortune teller knew the treatment method, but deliberately said it was evil spirits to scare the village chief and ask for more money.

Chen Wenjin and Dapeng, as well as the archaeologists behind them, had never seen a real Yin-Yang Master in person, or even heard of the title. Therefore, they all found this kind of thing a bit unbelievable and difficult to accept.

However, although they were full of doubts, they did not say much. After all, they could see that the village chief respected and trusted Zhang Hao, and if they offended him, it would probably affect their relationship with the village chief.

Chen Wenjin looked at Zhang Hao in astonishment, then smiled and said, "Mr. Yin Yang, your methods are really brilliant." She changed the subject and asked whether the river basin they had visited before was where the ancient coffin was parked.

Fatty Wang looked at Chen Wenjin in confusion and asked, "What do you want to do?" Dapeng explained that if they found any clues, they would consult their superiors and salvage the ancient coffin. He believed that the coffin had great historical significance and cultural value and should be exhibited in a museum.

However, Zhang Hao shook his head to express his opposition, saying that the coffin could not be moved and they could not salvage it. Chen Wenjin frowned and asked why. Before Zhang Hao could explain, the village chief eagerly interrupted and mentioned the dangerous creatures under the river basin - corpse stings and corpse evil spirits.

The archaeologists were confused. Although they had heard of corpse stings, they had never seen one. As for corpse evil spirits, they thought it was even more outrageous. However, the village chief believed it, which made them feel helpless.

Chen Wenjin and Dapeng exchanged glances, and then gently told the village chief and Zhang Hao that they were now in a scientific society, and they were professional archaeologists commissioned by the state. If there were really historical relics buried in the river, then no one had the right to interfere with their work.

The village chief was speechless after hearing this. Although Zhang Hao was not a villager and had no power to stop them, he still reminded them that there were several river eyes in the Yangtze River that needed to be suppressed with special objects. If the coffin was moved, it might cause the dragon energy to leak, destroying the feng shui and the earth veins, and bringing disaster to the people living nearby.

Chen Wenjin was stunned for a moment. Although she didn't believe in these inexplicable forces, Zhang Hao's words made her waver. However, Dapeng still insisted on asking his superiors for instructions before making a decision.

Zhang Hao shook his head helplessly, knowing that they didn't believe him and were determined to move the coffin. So he turned and left, saying calmly: "If something goes wrong, don't blame me for not warning you."

Seeing Zhang Hao leaving, Fatty Wang and the village chief hurriedly chased after him. Dapeng snorted disdainfully, "Mr. Yin Yang? I think he's just a charlatan!" However, Chen Wenjin rolled his eyes at him and said nothing.

"How many times have I told you not to put others down so easily?"

"There are so many things in the world that cannot be explained. How can you be sure that what you say is correct?"

Dapeng looked at Chen Wenjin in confusion, wondering if they came here to search for cultural relics. Now that they knew the clues to the coffin, were they going to give up digging?
Chen Wenjin continued, "Now that we have discovered the location of the coffin, we should first notify our leaders and apply for a salvage operation tomorrow."

"At the same time, it is necessary to get in touch with the national security department."

Dapeng asked in confusion: "Ministry of State Security? Captain Chen, did I hear correctly? The Ministry of State Security is not involved in the field of archaeology. What is the purpose of contacting them?"

Chen Wenjin glanced at Dapeng and explained, "Why are you so slow? Didn't Chen San and Yang Hua track down the antiques but then they disappeared? These antiques belong to the country. If they take possession of them privately, it would constitute the crime of looting ancient cultural relics. Moreover, if the antiques are traded abroad and cultural relics are lost, isn't this something the Ministry of State Security should be responsible for?"

"Now that Chen San and Yang Hua have disappeared, shouldn't the Ministry of State Security intervene in the investigation? If we find them, we can understand the whole story and maybe even find the location of the ancient tomb."

Dapeng nodded as if he understood, and quickly responded: "Oh, so that's how it is! Then I'll contact them now!"

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On the other side, Zhang Hao and Fatty Wang had returned to the village chief's home. Fatty Wang sat beside Zhang Hao, lost in thought, and after a long while he asked, "Brother Zhang Hao, if the coffin cannot be moved, will the order for the iron pillar placed at our inn be void?"

Fatty Wang is very concerned about whether this deal can be concluded. He has put in a lot of effort and hopes that this deal will be successful. He doesn't want to end up with nothing, as that would be a waste of all his efforts during this period.

Zhang Hao smiled and asked back: "Do you think Tiezhu is just thinking about digging coffins like the village chief?"

"What do you mean?" Fatty Wang asked puzzledly.

Zhang Hao explained: "The village chief wanted to dig up the coffin because he thought it would change the feng shui of Sanjia Mountain. But in fact, the feng shui problem of Sanjia Mountain is not the coffin."

"Besides, you told me before that Tiezhu didn't approve of digging coffins from the beginning. So when he placed an order with our inn, the task he entrusted was to solve the Feng Shui problem of Sanjia Mountain, not to dig coffins."

Fatty Wang was stunned for a moment, then he laughed happily: "So, this deal still has a chance of success? Tiezhu looks honest, but I didn't expect him to be so cunning!"

"This time, thanks to his independent thinking, otherwise we might not be able to get the business."

Fatty Wang's smile became even brighter. He looked at Zhang Hao and asked, "Brother Zhang Hao, how can we improve the Feng Shui of the village?"

Zhang Hao thought for a moment and then answered, "Do you remember our first experience of driving corpses? At that time, the corpse of a woman from the Republic of China fell on the Fengmen Village's Feng Shui spot, thus destroying the Fengmen Village's Feng Shui."

"This coffin is pressed on the river eye, and Sanjiashan Village is right next to the river eye. So, if we want to improve the feng shui of the village, the problem lies with the coffin on the river eye."

"I used my Yin-Yang eyes to observe today. The coffin is not intact. Someone sacrificed a corpse and refined it into a corpse evil and placed it in the coffin."

"That layer of transparent substance is formed after the corpse wax solidifies."

Fatty Wang was surprised, thinking that the shopkeeper's "Sharingan" was really a Yin-Yang eye? Then, he frowned in confusion and asked, "Corpse wax? I've seen corpse wax when I went to tombs. It's usually very slippery, like oil. It won't become so hard?"

Zhang Hao explained: "That is ordinary corpse wax. But the wax filled in the coffin this time is produced by corpse evil spirits." "The person who did this obviously doesn't want anyone to dig out the body in the coffin."

"So, to solve the Feng Shui problem of their village, we must first fish out the bodies blocking the river!"

Fatty Wang rubbed his hands excitedly after hearing this. With a gleam in his eyes, he looked at Zhang Hao and said, "Are we finally going to start retrieving corpses? Master Han, you are finally going to teach me!"

Zhang Hao shook his head slightly, a smile appearing on his face.

This time, the corpse recovery mission was different from the usual ones, because they were going to recover ten corpses. Compared to ordinary corpses, recovering corpses was undoubtedly much more difficult.

However, for Fatty Wang, this was a once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity.

After all, not everyone is lucky enough to watch the process of fishing out the corpse with their own eyes.

"We have to go to the village and borrow a bamboo raft from a family before dark or tomorrow morning, and then go to the river to see the situation," Zhang Hao suggested.

Fatty Wang looked worried when he heard this. "Take a bamboo raft? Is that safe?"

"Don't worry, I'll be at the helm, there will be absolutely no problem." Zhang Hao glanced at Fatty Wang, saw the fear on his face, and explained, "Although the sloop is stable, it's not flexible enough, and we may run into trouble when recovering the body. If we encounter a special undercurrent, it will be difficult to adjust."

“However, it is uncertain whether we can take action tomorrow.”

"It depends on the situation."

Fatty Wang nodded, and then asked Zhang Hao curiously: "Brother Zhang Hao, I remember you said yesterday that different river eyes of the Yangtze River need to be suppressed with different things. What's going on? I have never heard of this before."

"Have you heard about the Yangtze River Iron Monkey incident?" Zhang Hao asked back.

Fatty Wang shook his head, so Zhang Hao began to explain, "Then let me tell you. Do you know the dragon vein?"

"Of course I know that." Fatty Wang nodded in response.

Zhang Hao continued, "It is mentioned in the Complete Book of Yang Erzhai: Dragon Theory that the ups and downs of the earth veins are like dragons. Some mountains are regarded as dragon veins, while some water bodies contain dragon energy. The Yangtze River and the Yellow River run through the entire country, and they are the eyes of the country's energy."

"Just like breathing, with each inhalation and exhalation, the air can be clear or turbid. The inhalation and exhalation of this Qi Eye also affects the quality of Qi luck."

"Therefore, we need to use specific items to suppress certain energy holes to prevent the dragon energy from leaking out in inappropriate places."

"There was a sensational incident in the Yangtze River before. You can check it out now. It was the Iron Monkey Incident. It was said that someone fished out a strange iron monkey in the Yangtze River, and no one knew where it came from."

"But later, those who participated in the salvage of the iron monkey met with misfortune and died not long after. The hospital could not find the cause of death. This is actually the manifestation of being injured by the dragon's energy."

"The same is true for the coffin we are dealing with now. It is used to suppress the river eye. Once it is moved, the dragon energy of the river eye will be released, and the people on the river bank will not be able to bear it."

Fatty Wang nodded in sudden enlightenment, and was full of admiration for Zhang Hao's knowledge. "Wow, Zhang Hao, you really know a lot!"

“I didn’t expect that Jiangyan has so many details!”

"Then these things that suppress the river eye must have been put down there a long, long time ago, right?"

Zhang Hao shook his head slightly. "Although there are records of people seeing these things in history, there is no clear record of who placed them there. It may be the work of an ancient Feng Shui master or a senior in a certain industry. Some even say that it was formed naturally, or was the work of gods. Who knows?"

Fatty Wang listened with great interest, "Amazing, amazing! It seems there were many great people in ancient times."

The more he thought about it, the more interesting it became. At the same time, he was filled with admiration for his ancient predecessors and fantasized that he would be able to reach that level one day.

Suddenly, he thought of a question. "Oh, Zhang Hao, you used your Yin-Yang eyes to see the coffin at the bottom of the river yesterday. Since the corpse wax is so hard that even the village chief and his men can't open it with a hammer, how are we going to dig the body out of the coffin tomorrow?"

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Corpse wax is indeed extremely hard and difficult to break with common methods. But don't worry, I have a plan."

"You'll know tomorrow."

"Also, contact Zhang Qilin and ask him to come directly to Sanjiashan Village after delivering the bodies to the military district. After we retrieve the bodies, we have to ask him to drive them back to Yin Yang Inn!"

Fatty Wang nodded to show that he understood, "Okay, I'll call him right away."

Zhang Hao glanced at the color of the sky, shook his head and said, "Let's wait until it's light. He's either driving corpses or resting now. Don't disturb him."

As time goes by, a new day comes quietly.

The riverside was extremely lively, with many people gathering there.

If you look closely, you will find that they are wearing the same uniform with the logo of the Kyoto Archaeological Team printed on their chest.

Hearing that there were ancient relics more than a thousand years old here, many experts and professors rushed here.

Some of these professors are senior members of archaeological associations, and some are senior educators in universities. They are all well-known in the archaeological community. (End of this chapter)