Origin Chapter 80: Yuan Qinghua

Wang Xinran agrees with Wu Zhongyuan's statement, but the scope of "can see" is too broad, and it is possible to see all places in front of the tomb.

Wu Zhongyuan has been observing the surrounding environment. This cemetery is located in the north of the village, about a kilometer away from the village. The area around this kilometer is a suspected location.

Part of this area is firewood burning hills, which are bush forests for the villagers to cut firewood, and a small amount of mountains where some crops are grown.

Wu Zhongyuan is observing carefully, and Wang Xinran is also observing carefully. Seeing Wang Xinran has been observing carefully, Wu Zhongyuan said with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

"What else can I see, of course I'm looking for the child's grave." Wang Xinran said casually.

"Do you understand Feng Shui?" Wu Zhongyuan asked. The basis for his observation and search was the thirty-six methods of Kanyu left by Master, not a blind search for no purpose.

"I don't understand." Wang Xinran shook his head.

"If you don't understand Feng Shui, look for a fart." Wu Zhongyuan laughed.

Wang Xinran glanced at Wu Zhongyuan, and then said, "The headquarters had inspected Wu Qianshan's spirit stone before. That spirit stone is radioactive. I'm checking whether the surrounding vegetation is abnormal."

"Then did you find out?" Wu Zhongyuan asked again.

Wang Xinran shook his head, "No, the spiritual stone is buried in the ground, and the rays emitted are very weak, which may not be enough to affect the growth of plants."

Wu Zhongyuan didn't ask any more questions, and continued to observe and search, to be precise, he was observing and thinking.

"Do you understand Feng Shui?" Wang Xinran asked back.

"Understand a little bit," Wu Zhongyuan said. After speaking, seeing Wang Xinran looking at him dubiously, he explained, "First of all, you can rule out the dark side, burying a dead person will not be buried in a place where the sun can't shine..."

Before Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, Wang Xinran interrupted him, "Why?"

“Because the dead are yin, according to the ancients, burying the dead in a place where the sun can’t shine will breed yin and evil resentment,” Wu Zhongyuan said, “Qian Yunzhi’s tomb is not high, the concubine who died early Certainly not buried higher than him, because it involves seniors and juniors."

"Then what?" Wang Xinran asked.

"No more." Wu Zhongyuan shook his head.

Wu Zhongyuan's answer was exchanged for Wang Xinran's contemptuous eyes again. He pouted and stood up, "Let's not waste time here. I'll call the archaeological team back."

"Are you calling me back and punching holes?" Wu Zhongyuan frowned, "It's possible due to the south, southeast, and southwest. At least there are tens of thousands of square meters. How long will it take to punch holes with a Luoyang shovel?"

"Then what do you say?" Wang Xinran was exhausted both physically and mentally. The most important thing was that she had run out of cigarettes and became addicted to cigarettes.

"Look again." Wu Zhongyuan stood up and walked south.

Wang Xinran followed, "It's really not possible, we can ask the headquarters to send scientific research personnel to check whether there is an abnormal radiation source nearby with professional equipment."

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "If this method worked, the headquarters would have sent someone over on its own initiative and won't wait for your help."

Wang Xinran didn't answer, because Wu Zhongyuan's words made sense.

Wu Zhongyuan walked south along the mountain road, looking back every distance he walked.

"What are you doing? Look back three times at a time, and don't want to leave?" Wang Xinran yawned.

"I'm looking to see if something is following us," Wu Zhongyuan said.

Wang Xinran knew that Wu Zhongyuan was scaring her, but she was not in the mood to joke now, "What the **** are you looking at?"

"I'm looking for the positive side within the range that Qian Yunzhi can see." Wu Zhongyuan said, "Qian Yunzhi's tomb is facing south. The place where you can see the grave of the child is what I'm looking for."

"After so many years, the surrounding terrain may have changed a long time ago," Wang Xinran was a little discouraged. "Besides, it is unknown whether what you want is buried in that child's grave, and the hope is too slim."

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "Hope is very slim, but compared with other warriors, I feel that Wu Lu's clue should be the clearest and easiest. If you can't even find this spiritual stone, other No need to look for those."

After Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, there was no response behind him. When he turned around, he found Wang Xinran walking towards the ravine in the west.

"It can't be there. The places where the water runs are all shades of earth, so people can't be buried." Wu Zhongyuan said.

Wang Xinran didn't answer and continued to walk west.

Wu Zhongyuan was worried, so he had to follow him. Before taking a few steps, Wang Xinran turned around and said, "I want to pee, why are you following?"

Wu Zhongyuan stopped in embarrassment, turned and walked south.

After walking a few dozen meters, he looked back again at Qian Yunzhi's tomb in the north. Due to his high position, he happened to see Wang Xinran who was just about to take off his pants.

"What to see." Wang Xinran knew that he was unintentional, and his tone was not harsh.

Wu Zhongyuan turned around and continued south.

Not long after walking out, Wang Xinran's voice came from the bottom of the ditch, "Come and see."

Wang Xinran's cry seemed very excited. Hearing her cry, Wu Zhongyuan immediately thought that Wang Xinran might have found an important clue unintentionally.

Turn around and run to the edge of the ditch, only to see Wang Xinran tying his belt.

"What's wrong?" Wu Zhongyuan asked eagerly.

Wang Xinran didn't answer. After tying up his belt, he folded a branch and squatted down from the grass to fiddle with something.

Wu Zhongyuan went down to the bottom of the ditch and walked over quickly. At this time, Wang Xinran had already pulled out an object from the grass. It was not big and had a whitish color.

"What is it?" Wu Zhongyuan also squatted down.

"Looks like a little stone man." Wang Xinran used a branch to remove the soil attached to the thing.

Wu Zhongyuan stretched out his hand to pick up the utensil. It was very light and the material was not like stone. It should be porcelain.

"Hey, hey..." Wang Xinran frowned.

Wu Zhongyuan was wiping the soil on the utensils at this time. Hearing the sound, he looked at Wang Xinran suspiciously. Seeing Wang Xinran's face embarrassed, he remembered that this thing was rushed out by her just urinating.

The smartest thing to do at this time is to pretend to be confused, and keep wiping the soil with his head down. Wang Xinran is half right. This thing is indeed a small person, but it is not stone, but porcelain, and it is about ten years long. About five centimeters, it is a remnant, the head is gone, and the leg is half broken.

"It seems to be a doll." Wang Xinran said, although the porcelain figure is incomplete, it can be seen from the remaining parts that it is a human-shaped doll, standing on one leg with the left leg, raising the right leg, and holding the Ruyi Lingzhi in the left hand. , holding a rattle in his right hand.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't answer, put down his backpack, took out a bottle of mineral water, rinsed the doll, and frowned at the sun.

"This doll doesn't look like something modern." Wang Xinran said.

"This is blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty," Wu Zhongyuan said.

"Yuan Dynasty? Are you sure?" Wang Xinran was pleasantly surprised.

Wu Zhongyuan nodded, "Yes, Yuan Dynasty porcelain is very easy to identify, the color is blue-gray or blue-black, the bottom is unglazed with sand, and the glaze is concave and matt."

There is definitely a gap between those who listen attentively in class and those who play games in class, but this is not Wang Xinran's concern. "Will the porcelain dolls of the Yuan Dynasty be buried by Qian Yunzhi for the children who died early?"

"Yes." Wu Zhongyuan nodded solemnly.

"Why are you so sure?" Although Wang Xinran made this guess, she did not expect Wu Zhongyuan to give an affirmative answer.

“Yuanqinghua mostly consists of saucers, plates, cups, pots, and pots, and there are rare figures. Even if there are, they are mostly Guanyin and Fulushou three stars. Children’s dolls like this are very rare.” Wu Zhongyuan explained in detail, “This The body of the porcelain is thick and the glaze is uniform. It is undoubtedly the blue and white of the Yuan Dynasty. Look at the doll's left hand is Ganoderma lucidum, which proves that this porcelain comes from an official kiln, and ordinary people are not qualified to use official kiln porcelain..."

"Wait, why do you say that?" Wang Xinran was puzzled.

"Because there were clear regulations in the Yuan Dynasty, some patterns were not allowed to be used in folk kilns, and Ganoderma lucidum was one of them." Wu Zhongyuan said, after saying that, the words continued, "Official kilns will never actively fire porcelain of this theme, unless It was specially made by someone. Qian Yunzhi is a fourth-rank official. Although he has already returned to his hometown, he is qualified to have the financial resources and motivation to customize this kind of porcelain. His motivation is also very clear. "

"Go on." Wang Xinran began to admire Wu Zhongyuan.

Wu Zhongyuan pointed to the incomplete puppet and continued, "Look at the painter, do you see it, especially the doll's belt, the brush is scribbled when it is painted, and the position is slightly off, and porcelain from official kilns rarely appears. This is the case, unless it's a personal order, or..."

Although she knew that Wu Zhongyuan was selling her off, Wang Xinran couldn't help but ask, "Or what?"

"Hurry up," Wu Zhongyuan said in a serious tone, "there is no official kiln of Yuanqinghua nearby, and the funerary objects must be buried with the body after the morgue. The time is short, and this will only happen if it is hurriedly fired."

After listening to Wu Zhongyuan's speech, Wang Xinran was more worried than admiring, "If this doll is really buried by Qian Yunzhi for his young son, his grave may have been stolen."

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "Not necessarily, Yuan Qinghua is not only valuable now, but it was also valuable in the past, and it is impossible for tomb robbers to abandon it at will."

After Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, he began to look upstream along the bottom of the ditch. "This thing is buried very shallowly, which means that it didn't appear here for a long time. It was probably washed out by the rain earlier."

"If it was rushed out in the rain, how could it be broken?" Wang Xinran followed.

"Porcelain is light in weight. If it rains heavily, it will roll with the water, and it is normal to break." After Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, he took a few steps and picked up an object from the bottom of the ditch. He looked closely. It was a smiling face made of porcelain. doll head.

"Look, the kid's grave is near here..."