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Fatty Wang was still a little worried. He quickened his pace and caught up with Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin in front of him. "What on earth were you two doing under the river? Did the Water Dragon King take you to see what was going on down there? What was the situation like down there? How much of the problem has been solved?"

Facing Wang Pangzi's barrage of questions, Zhang Hao didn't know where to start. He took a deep breath and prepared to tell his experience at the bottom of the river...

At Zhang Qilin's place, he once again returned to his mute nature, and refused to have any communication with Fatty Wang from beginning to end. Fatty Wang felt that he was bored, so he could only shake his hands helplessly and muttered: "You two are really hard to figure out. If you have anything to say, why don't you just talk about it? Three cobblers can't be better than Zhuge Liang, right?"

"Since you don't want to listen to my opinion, I'm too lazy to ask!" Fatty Wang said angrily.

At the same time, in the backyard of Qingcheng County Guesthouse, an old Jiefang brand truck slowly backed into the yard.

Several people in the car were busy moving a huge object - a huge wooden box.

"One, two, three! Everyone, work harder!" someone shouted.

"Be careful, this is a treasure! Don't bump it!" another person reminded.

Although it was drizzling, the people in charge of unloading the truck still moved precisely and slowly, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

The caller was a young man in his twenties, wearing glasses and looking gentle and refined. While wiping the rain off his glasses, he closely watched the whole process of unloading the truck, fearing that something might go wrong.

At this time, a man and a woman were standing by the window on the second floor of the guesthouse. They looked down at the busy scene below, with a somewhat tangled look on their faces.

"If we pull the Zhenjiang dragon coffin back like this, will it really bring disaster to the village as the old village chief said?" Chen Wenjin asked worriedly.

The middle-aged man standing next to her turned around, a smile flashing in his eyes: "Senior sister, why are you suddenly so hesitant? We are doing archaeological work, and those superstitious things should have been abandoned long ago."

"I'm not kidding you. I really feel that there has been something strange on the surface of the river since the Zhenjiang dragon coffin was salvaged." Chen Wenjin said solemnly, "Have you ever thought about why it has been submerged in the sea for so many years without any corrosion?"

The more Chen Wenjin spoke, the more she felt something was wrong. She simply turned around and looked straight at the middle-aged man beside her. Seeing this, the middle-aged man had no choice but to smile helplessly: "Senior sister, I think you are just too tired recently and a little nervous. You should have a good rest first, and we will set off tomorrow to send these cultural relics to the research institute in the city. It won't be too late to report your ideas to the higher-ups by then."

As he said this, he turned around and walked to the tea table, poured a cup of tea for Chen Wenjin and handed it to her. Chen Wenjin took the tea, but did not drink it, just stared at the rain outside the window in silence.

"To be honest, I don't know why this Zhenjiang dragon coffin is so well preserved." The middle-aged man continued, "But look at the nine dragon patterns on it, and the details that are processed down to the millimeter. This thing will definitely make us famous! Sister, this is a big discovery! With it, it will be hard for us not to be famous in the archaeological world!"

Looking at the middle-aged man's excitement, Chen Wenjin just shook her head helplessly and said nothing more.

After nearly three hours of effort, everyone finally carefully unloaded the Zhenjiang dragon coffin from the car.

In order to ensure the safety of the cultural relics, they consulted with the owner of the guesthouse and built a simple fence around the Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin and set up a shed to shelter from the rain.

It was not until night fell and the lights gradually brightened that everyone finished their busy work. The chef of the guesthouse prepared a meal and invited the archaeological team to have a meal. In this remote place, intellectuals are particularly precious, so they are also treated with special respect.

However, Chen Wenjin had no appetite. After arranging for others to eat, she took two archaeological team members to continue guarding the Zhenjiang dragon coffin, just in case. As she looked at the Zhenjiang dragon coffin tightly wrapped in layers of plastic cloth, she couldn't help but recall the scene of the salvage.

At that time, the river was as calm as a mirror, and a ship was slowly approaching. Eight people stood on the boat, front, back, left and right, holding special steel cables in their hands.

After repeated surveys and confirmations by the diving team, they finally determined the specific location of the Zhenjiang dragon coffin and decided to implement the salvage plan on that day.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the salvage work and avoid any unexpected situations, they worked for several days and nights, working tirelessly to develop one salvage plan after another. Finally, after repeated deliberation and improvement, they finalized the final salvage plan and put it into practice that day.

As the salvage work proceeded in an orderly manner, the Zhenjiang dragon coffin was soon carefully dragged to the shallow water area near the shore. At that moment, it finally unveiled the mysterious veil.

Chen Wenjin still can't forget the shock she felt when she first saw the Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin.

Nine dragon patterns are vividly presented around the coffin through embossing. The blank spaces of the dragon patterns are mixed with some unknown patterns, which look like runes but are messy, as if they are chains used to tie up the nine dragons. These patterns are not only clearly identifiable and free of microorganisms, but also emit a dazzling brilliance under the sunlight!

You should know that it is often difficult to clean cultural relics that have been soaked in the deep sea or water for a long time when they are salvaged. Sometimes even some things of great archaeological value will become a pile of scrap metal after being soaked for a long time. This is mainly because the microorganisms in the water will adhere to the surface of the cultural relics to form a layer of aerobic corrosive substances; at the same time, there will be a weak chemical reaction between the water and the cultural relics, which will cause irreversible damage to the cultural relics during the long-term preservation process.

However, these phenomena were not seen on the Zhenjiang dragon coffin. When Chen Wenjin first saw it was so well preserved, she even suspected that it had been put in there only last week! In fact, this is not surprising because there is really no trace of microorganisms attached to the Zhenjiang dragon coffin, and even those extremely fine details can be seen clearly with the naked eye.

When the Zhenjiang dragon coffin was first salvaged, Chen Wenjin was not the only one in the archaeological team who was puzzled. Even the other archaeological team members were stunned. They tried various methods to explain why the Zhenjiang dragon coffin had been soaked in water for such a long time but still had no attachments, but the final conclusion they came to was that there was no solution.

In order to study and protect the Zhenjiang dragon coffin as soon as possible, the archaeological team decided to transport it away and send it to the municipal cultural relic protection unit for proper protection. If the mystery of the Zhenjiang dragon coffin can be solved, it may provide extremely important reference value and inspiration for the entire Chinese archaeological cultural relic field to a certain extent.

However, just as they were about to leave, they were obstructed and harassed by the villagers next to the village. The village chief and others at that time led the villagers to block the way out of the village and knelt down to ask them to put the thing back into the river. Because the villagers believed that there might be some kind of curse in it. Once the Zhenjiang dragon coffin was taken away, it would likely trigger a series of chain reactions, and eventually cause the whole village to suffer. This statement was naturally sneered at by the archaeological team. They firmly believed in the power of science and believed that such a statement was pure nonsense and could not stand at all. However, Chen Wenjin couldn't help but waver at this moment. She looked at the rain outside the window, and her face became more and more ugly.

"Xiaoxue, do you still remember the name of the village we left?" Chen Wenjin suddenly asked.

A female student sitting next to her adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses and turned to look at Chen Wenjin: "That village seems to be called Sanjiashan Village. Senior sister, why are you asking about this suddenly?"

"Nothing, I was just wondering if the people in the village would really get into trouble after we take this thing away." Chen Wenjin forced a smile, but there was a hint of worry in her eyes, "After all, our actions this time may have really touched something that shouldn't be touched."

Xiaoxue noticed the subtle change in Chen Wenjin's attitude and was suspicious, so she directly raised her doubts. Chen Wenjin did not make any more excuses this time, but just smiled and called Xiaoxue to come over for dinner, and at the same time signaled the team members who had completed the task to hand over. After Xiaoxue and another team member left, Chen Wenjin was the only one left at the scene, and she waited alone beside the Zhenjiang dragon coffin.

Chen Wenjin slowly approached the mysterious Zhenjiang dragon coffin and carefully lifted the layers of plastic covering it. It was drizzling, but she unexpectedly felt a warm current coming from the dragon coffin, as if there was an invisible barrier that blocked the rain. This strange feeling made her frown. In order to verify whether this was reality or an illusion, she looked up at the sky and confirmed that it was still raining. The cold raindrops hitting her face made her feel even more uneasy.

She tried to get closer to the dragon coffin, squatted down, and when she looked up again, she found that her hair was lifted up for no reason, but there was no feeling of raindrops on her face. Chen Wenjin stood up suddenly, and everything returned to normal. She rubbed her temple, her heart full of doubts.

Through a corner of the plastic sheet, Chen Wenjin began to carefully examine the Zhenjiang dragon coffin.

Although it was wrapped in layers and only a small part could be seen, this part was shocking enough. There was a lifelike auspicious cloud carved on it, and under the auspicious cloud, a miniature dragon was looming and entwined.

If you don't look closely, you can hardly notice the exquisite carving skills.

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As her eyes moved downward, Chen Wenjin discovered an eye totem at the top of the dragon coffin, the highest point she could see.

Those eyes seemed to be staring at her, making her heart tremble. Those eyes were too real, if they were colored, they would be almost indistinguishable from real people.

More importantly, the emotion revealed in those eyes, which was both cold and slightly compassionate, was unforgettable.

Chen Wenjin took a deep breath, her mood was extremely complicated. She stared into those eyes again, and the feeling of being watched still existed, which proved that her previous feeling was not an illusion.

What kind of thing is this? Why was the Zhenjiang dragon coffin thrown into the river? Is it really, as the villagers said, to suppress something in the river?

Just as she was trying to calm herself down, she suddenly felt a pat on her shoulder, and she almost jumped in fright.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Xiaoxue's voice came, and Chen Wenjin came back to her senses. She turned her head to look at Xiaoxue, but unexpectedly found that there seemed to be a gray figure flashing behind Xiaoxue, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The strangeness of the dragon coffin in Zhenjiang made Chen Wenjin feel more and more uneasy. Xiaoxue told her that her superior had an urgent arrangement and needed her to go upstairs to answer the phone.

Chen Wenjin stood up with Xiaoxue's help, and reminded Xiaoxue to take good care of the dragon coffin and not let anyone get close.

When she went up to the second floor, she saw the middle-aged man sitting at the table, holding a phone in his hand with a strange expression on his face.

Chen Wenjin was nervous after answering the phone. A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone, which was so majestic and oppressive that she forgot how to respond for a moment.

The other party first affirmed their work, and then changed the subject, emphasizing the importance of the Zhenjiang Dragon Coffin, requiring them to transport it safely to the superior unit in the shortest time possible and ensure that it is not opened or damaged during transportation.

Chen Wenjin listened to the other party's instructions, but she felt more and more strange in her heart. The Zhenjiang dragon coffin had been sleeping at the bottom of the river for many years, but it was still as clean as new. The patterns on it and the lifelike eyes all revealed an extraordinary atmosphere. She felt that the value of this dragon coffin might have far exceeded the scope of archaeological work.

After a moment's silence, Chen Wenjin plucked up the courage and decided to report the abnormal situation she had discovered to her superiors.

However, as soon as she mentioned the abnormality of the Zhenjiang dragon coffin, she received a severe reprimand from the other end of the phone. The other party reminded her to recognize her identity and mission, emphasizing that the salvage of the Zhenjiang dragon coffin was already planned by the superiors, and the archaeological team was only the executor and had no right to change the plan.

Chen Wenjin listened to her leader's reprimand and pursed her lips. Although she was unwilling, she knew that she could not change the status quo.

However, the doubts and uneasiness in her heart did not dissipate. She knew very well that this Zhenjiang dragon coffin might hide more secrets and unknowns.

The leader's words became increasingly harsh, as if he was worried that Chen Wenjin would raise objections, so he simply brought out the forces behind him to put pressure on her.

"You have to think it over carefully. If you don't follow the instructions of your leaders and superiors, when you come back, it will be unknown whether the archaeological team will still exist. You don't want to ruin the future of the entire archaeological team because of your momentary impulse, do you?"

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was clearly well prepared, and even Chen Wenjin's euphemistic expression of his opinion was met with a severe warning. (End of this chapter)