Dark Matter Museum

There was indeed a faint suffocation on Old Gu's forehead.This evil spirit cannot be seen by ordinary people, but Mu Wan is already dead, leaving only a little remnant soul, but can see things that humans can't see.

Old Gu snorted in his heart. The brothers and sisters who are not in the same surnames, in broad daylight, look down on me and me, it's vulgar, and they don't speak well.Why did you curse me as soon as you spoke.

"Maybe it was because I didn't sleep well yesterday." He smiled dryly, squinted, and handed two gold chains: "Come on, one for each person, and put on some insurance."

"Golden chain, gave it to me? Wow, this style is so old." Mu Wan said disgustedly: "And it smells like a sweat."

Old Gu was depressed and died: "This is not for you, I can be your grandfather, how can I give you a golden chain."

"It wasn't for me, so why should we wear it?" Mu Wan asked puzzledly.

Ye Nuo laughed: "Put it on. In ancient times, humans have always regarded gold as an object to ward off evil spirits. Because gold will not change its properties for thousands of years and will always be golden. Old Gu guessed that we should wear it to protect our safety."

"Brother Ye, your door is clear." Old Gu happily gave Ye Nobi thumbs up.

Now that Ye Nuo said so, Mu Wan had no choice but to use two fingers to lift one of the big gold chains: "I said Lao Gu."

This little Nizi has been calling people Lao Gu with a big deal, and a black line has appeared on her head: "Huh?"

"Isn't the incense to worship the King of Sands broken? Do you have to be scared of this virtue? I feel restless!" Mu Wan said casually.

The good old man Lao Gu's face changed suddenly, while he kept praying in his mouth, he increased his tone: "Children's family, don't be on the Yangtze River. If you say bad things about King Sands, you will get retribution."

"I just said it, what can it do to me." Mu Wan curled her lips: "Isn't it just a myth?"

Old Gu stomped angrily: "The King of Sands is not a myth, it is real."

Seeing Lao Gu's serious expression, Ye Nuo frowned and asked, "Lao Gu, do you think King Sands really existed?"

"Yes, when I was young, I heard my grandfather mention it." Old Gu said with a look of admiration: "Grandpa said, he has seen King Sands."

"Ah, your grandpa has seen it!" Mu Wan opened her mouth wide, feeling a little confused.It's like a person always mentions the Jade Emperor and praying to the Jade Emperor is one thing.But if that person said that he had seen the Jade Emperor, what would the people around him think, 80% would think he was not a lunatic, or a god-stick.

Ye Nuo is well-informed and knows that many things passed by word of mouth are well-founded.For example, the King of Sands, many predecessors in the archaeological world have unearthed many ancient tools from the sites along the Yangtze River.On every appliance, the description of King Sands is surprisingly consistent.

You must know that in ancient times there were no books, and myths and stories were spread by mouth. Legends changed when they passed on.In addition, the Yangtze River is a natural barrier, even if it is a few kilometers away, people's living habits and traditions are different.

The same myth is surprisingly consistent along the Yangtze River, which is nearly 10,000 kilometers long. This is incredible.

Old Gu continued: "Yes, King Sands, my grandfather has seen it. It was in the early 1930s."

In the 1930s, the Yangtze River was diverted. At that time, Old Gu's grandfather, Gu Laoqi, worked as a river worker near the Three Gorges.

The so-called river workers are completely different from the workers on both sides of the strait.Although the slender people are tired, their salary is high.But He Gong was not only tired, he had a hard day, and he couldn't get a few bites of food.

But in those days, there was a turmoil, and it was the greatest luck not to starve to death.

The weather was dry that year, and the water level in the Yangtze River was surprisingly low, which was a good time for sand dredging.

One day, in Gu Laoqi's group, a group of river workers ran to the middle of the river, which was impossible to expose at ordinary times, and desperately digging sand and rocks on a river bed.

River improvement and prevention of flooding are the main tasks of river workers.

Every year, if you don't want to be waterlogged, you should take advantage of the bottom of the water level to dig away the accumulated sand and gravel on the river, so as to prevent the river sand and stones entrapped by the river water from silting up again after the flood.

This year's water mark is really too low.Gu Laoqi and the workers kept hoeing up to the sky, digging the sand into the dustpan and transporting it to the shore.

Suddenly, an old He worker said: "Brothers, I seem to have dug something tough."

The weather was hot, and the silt on the river bed was smelly. Many of the river workers who worked mechanically were shocked when they heard this.The Yangtze River is one of the main rivers of life that gave birth to ancient humans. It has a long history and countless strange events.Although it is hard work to be a river worker, he can often dig out some old things from the river. With good luck, he can sell some small money.

Hearing what Lao He Gong said, Gu Laoqi not far away immediately surrounded him.

I saw the old river worker tapping the silt below with a shovel, and he heard a bang.It was the sound of metal colliding, not the same as the sound of hitting a stone.

"Have gold?" Another He Gong's eyes lit up.

Goldware is not gold, but a general term for metal cultural relics.Before entering the modern age of industrialization, even a wire of metal was valuable and could be exchanged for half a steamed bun.

If you can dig out the old gold, you will be rich.

"Quickly dig, maybe you can really dig out good things." Another river worker urged, and the snails in his mouth almost came out.I haven't eaten a good meal for a long time, maybe I was lucky today, and I can have some meaty in the evening.

There were about seventeen people in Gu Laoqi's group, and they hurriedly used a hoe to dig out the mud on the river bed.It didn't take long for them to dig out the gold, instead they dug out a large piece of bronze.

This bronze block has a rounded arc, which is very large and heavy.The Yangtze River was soaked in water, and it was covered with filthy patina.

"Wow, a big piece of copper. I want to sell it to waste, but it's always valuable." One of He Gong was overjoyed.

He workers are all poor, and if you take an extra copper plate, the children at home can lick the porridge for a few more days.Seeing that there are indeed valuable goods, all the Hegong workers are excited.

They plow the sand harder.After digging, he finally dug out a rough trace of the whole piece of copper.

At first glance, everyone gasped.

Where is this piece of copper? It is clearly the end of a piece of bronze chain, and it also shows signs of broken.This brass chain is as thick as two adult waists and interlocking.The chain plunged straight into the mud, not knowing how long it was.