Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Chapter 271: People from the Southern Sect came to the door
"Isn't it too late? The old monk used the money to build the temple, and he didn't even leave us a fortune. The imperial treasure we are looking for has probably been exchanged for money by the old monk. We are all late. It’s been 200 years, is it still not too late?”

Wang Qiang, who participated in the meeting through video chat, was lying on the big bed in the hotel, "playing sick", chewing the chicken leg in his hand, and complaining in his mouth.

"Can't you shut up even if you roast chicken? The organization wants you to take a paid leave, so just stay there and stop causing trouble to the organization."

Lin Yi reprimanded him a few words.

"Feng Yuanzeng, do you all still remember?"

"Of course I remember that the head of the Feng family was a unique genius!"

Qian Sheng replied.

"Mister once said that the Feng family has six secret treasure maps handed down from the family. This 'Tomb of the Eight Great Kings' is one of the 'Tombs of the Great Western Kings' we just explored, right?"

"That's right."

"How can this 'Daxi King's Tomb' be chosen as one of the six treasure-hiding places chosen by the ancestors of the Feng family? Is it just for this 'millions of gold and silver'?"

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he glanced at the people in the car and then at Wang Qiang on the screen.

Wang Qiang had already sat up from the bed, and he immediately became energetic.

Lin Yi's words were clear enough.

For the skilled workers in the Daodou sect, the four sects of touching gold, making hills, moving mountains, and viewing mountains are actually the least interested in the precious metals in the tomb.

Only Xiling is the least particular, and all valuable things that can be taken away must be taken away.

Dou who could be targeted by the Feng family would definitely not be an ordinary tomb.

"So, do you think it's false that the Southern School asked us to find the 'Daxi Wang Yubao', but it's true that we want to find the 'Qingzhou Ding'?"

"I think it should be like this. How can the value of a mere 'Daxi King's Imperial Treasure' be compared to the 'Qingzhou Tripod', one of the 'Nine Tripods of King Yu'?"

"Then where is this 'Qingzhou Cauldron' now? Could it have been used by the old monk in exchange for money?"

Lin Yi took out the remaining two sets of smaller inscription rubbings and clipped them on the front windshield of the car.

These two pieces have the least number of words and the most blurry handwriting.

It is also the most difficult to identify.

However, a lot of important information can still be extracted from the only content.

"Zhang Xianzhong was attacked by the Qing army and the local landlord organization in Xichuan at that time. When he realized that Xichuan could not be defended, he prepared to go north to Xijing to join King Chuang.

At that time, he was carrying the Qingzhou tripod on his main ship. "

As for why he took the Qingzhou tripod to break through, there is no corresponding record of the content in the inscription.

"This tripod is a big treasure. Didn't he always take the valuables with him when he ran for his life? For him, this tripod is a long-term meal ticket!"

"Fucking, you've finally said something human."

Wang Qiang's remarks just now spoke to Lin Yi's heart.

The reason why Zhang Xianzhong brought enough gold and silver fines and Qingzhou Cauldron with him when he was escaping was because he thought that these things would be of great use in his hands.

When you get to King Chuang, you can borrow soldiers and horses by displaying the 'Qingzhou Cauldron'.

Even if King Li Li Chuang is unwilling to do this deal with him, he can use this "Qingzhou Cauldron" to raise his arms and raise another army to continue to fight against the Qing court.

No way, this thing is a symbol of Chinese imperial power.

When Yuan Gonglu got the jade seal, he dared to proclaim himself emperor because of the extraordinary significance of these things.

What's more, the Manchu Tatars have an unfair position in power. If this 'Qingzhou Ding' appears, it will prove even more that they are not the true successors of China.

I just didn't expect that Zhang Xianzhong's calculation was very good.

Unexpectedly, he was betrayed by a traitor and ambushed at the mouth of the Pengshan River. Not only was he unable to save the gold and silver he had accumulated over the years, but even the Qingzhou Cauldron fell into the Minjiang River.

"So, after we've gone round and round, we have to go back to Pengshan to look for clues at the site of 'Jiangkou Chenyin'?"

Lin Yi nodded.

"Now it seems that this is indeed the case."

"Oops!"

Fifth brother suddenly screamed, shocking everyone in the car.

"What's the matter, Fifth Brother?" Qian Sheng asked quickly.

"Those young people from the south are probably still in Pengshan now. Will they be the first to arrive?"

Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and patted Brother Fifth on the shoulder twice.

"Fifth brother, just relax. I told you before. It's not too late for us now. They arrived at Pujing Temple before us, but they didn't get any valuable clues from here.

And one thing that is certain is that even the ancestor of the Feng family, Feng Yuanzang, has never solved the secret of the 'Daxi King's Tomb', otherwise he would not have regarded it as a secret treasure passed down from generation to generation and left it to future generations. people. "

"Yes, brother's analysis makes sense. We are already more than one position ahead of them. I think it is better for us to tidy up, return to Pengshan, and continue to look for clues?"

Qian Sheng suggested.

Lin Yi waved his hand.

"Don't be busy. We came here in a hurry. We hurriedly found a reason to send away the monks from the temple. After rubbing the remaining monument, we left in a hurry. Can others not be suspicious? Fifth brother, what do you think?"

Fifth Brother lit a cigarette, took a puff, and thought for a moment.

"I think what Brother Lin said makes sense. No matter what, we have to wait until the masters in the temple come back from Shaoshi Mountain and meet and say hello before we leave. Otherwise, it would be too unreasonable.

Another thing, even if we go to the mouth of the river now, we are still looking for a needle in a haystack. Why don't we continue to look for some clues in the past few days, preferably to find where the tripod is buried.

A sharpened knife makes it easier to chop firewood, don't you think that's the case? "

Fifth Brother's suggestion is very reliable and the safest.

Several people thought about it and immediately decided to do this first.

This is the smallest rubbing, and the writing on it is the most difficult to decipher, but all the records related to the Qingzhou Ding are written on it.

This rubbing must be carefully studied.

There are still two days left before the masters of Pujing Temple return. Within these two days, we must find as many beneficial clues as possible here.

After everything was discussed, Qian Sheng carefully put away the rubbings, and they got out of the car and returned to Pujing Temple.

Wang Qiang pretended to be sick. In the afternoon, he returned to the temple alone with his arms wrapped in bandages and met Lin Yi and the others.

In the afternoon, a few people were eating some vegetarian food with the masters in the monastery in the fasting hall, when they heard the reply from the duty officer that someone came to pay homage to the mountain gate.

There is clearly a notice posted outside the mountain gate, within three days, the door will be closed to thank guests, why do people rush to offer incense and worship at this time?
After inquiring again, it was said that it was a few merchants from the south who came from afar.

When Lin Yi and the others heard this, they immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks.

"Could it be that someone from the Southern Sect has found it?"

(End of this chapter)