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Chapter 524 The Real Big Cultural Relic

"No problem," Liu Junhao nodded and agreed. He was sleepy at home, so he was going out for a walk, so he just threw the red rabbit away...

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In this way, the two led the red horse and led the yellow skin slowly towards the river embankment. They found a place far away from the crops, and Liu Junhao spread the red rabbit away, and then climbed to a high place to observe the terrain.

The hamlets on the river bank are deep and there are many grass seeds around it. There must be pheasants hidden inside.

After choosing the right position, Liu Junhao put the pheasant whistle in his mouth and blew it up.

According to Lao Liangtou, when blowing the pheasant whistle in spring, the cry of a hen should be used, so that both male and female can be attracted. In autumn, it is best to use the cry of a rooster to yin* the rooster.

At first, Liu Junhao thought he had heard it badly, and the rooster sounded yin* rooster. This is possible? The male and female attract each other, so it should be the yin* hen.

Later, after listening to Lao Liang's explanation, he took it for granted.

Male pheasants have a sense of territory and usually eat and patrol in the territory. If an alien rooster is chirping in the territory at this time, the chicken will inevitably come out to respond and even drive it away.

The same is true for pheasants raised in their own yards, and this is why roosters often fight with each other.

He was not very familiar with the pheasant whistle, so he needed to preheat in advance. He blew the whistle a few times and found out how it felt. It felt like Liu Junhao gradually increased his voice. After blew a few times, he heard a rooster response from the squaws in the distance.

Liu Junhao suddenly became excited and blew more excitedly.

The pheasant in the distance continued to respond, listening to the sound, it should be hundreds of meters away from here. In a few seconds, the sound of the pheasant wings flapping its wings in front of him.

Because the pheasant was blocked by the hamburgers, they did not exist, they just stood on a high land bag and looked around.

Liu Junhao was about to call a few more times to lead it to him, but the yellow skin saw the prey and suddenly rushed out.

The man was frightened and clamored and quickly moved away.

Although Liu Junhao escaped from his mouth, he was not depressed. The ventriloquism effect that could lead this is really not.

"Zhao Guangming, take a few photos of me later and post them to the Internet." He was now showing off his mind, planning to take a few photos of catching pheasants and post them to the 18th floor, making others envious.

With the experience just now, Liu Junhao took Zhao Guangming to walk hundreds of meters away and stopped near a bush.

In fact, there are some tricks to find pheasants. Although Liu Junhao is not very good at this, he still has some general points.

Most of the pheasant hiding places are not far from food, and there must be grass and trees nearby to facilitate their escape when they encounter danger.

Take the environment in front of you as an example. The bushes on the right are densely grown, which is very suitable for pheasants to hide. More importantly, there is a small ditch here, which is a must-pass place for pheasants to walk. Because the bushes are dense, it is very uncomfortable for pheasants to walk inside. Therefore, unless they encounter danger, pheasants rarely hide in it and usually walk along the ditch.

Liu Junhao asked Zhao Guangming to look at the yellow skin, so he tried to blow it a few times. He was lucky, and there were many pheasants near the river bank, and soon he heard a response from afar.

He patiently spoke, and made a mono sound. The response was loud and closer. Liu Junhao followed the sound and looked around not far ahead. He was turning his head and looking around. He tentatively took out his slingshot and tiptoed to compare the distance.

"Puff" the stone popped out, and a dull sound. The pheasant chuckled several times and started to churn among the bushes. At the same time, Zhao Guangming spread his yellow skin. The big dog rushed forward, holding the pheasant still fluttering to seek credit.

"I'm convinced!" After Zhao Guangming put the pheasant in a cloth bag, he sincerely gave a thumbs up and praised.

"Don't be there at noon, let's stew pheasant." Liu Junhao put away the pheasant whistle and turned his head and said.

"Forget it, Yue'er is waiting at home. I'm here to get eggs." Zhao Guangming refused, with a sweet smile on his face. With his hard work, what... he will be a father in a few months.

"Prepare it for you earlier, or you can do the pheasant, so that you can replenish Zhou Yue'er's health." Liu Junhao didn't try to keep his family.

"Okay" people don't lack pheasant meat, so Zhao Guangming didn't refuse.

The two patted the sticky Xanthium on their bodies and led the red horse to the house. The red rabbit finally came out without thinking about it, and kept calling.

Liu Junhao did not dare to throw it on the river beach and had fun. Now the wheat seedlings in the field have just come out. If they rush into the field, they will definitely ruin a large area in a long time.

After swaying home, Liu Junhao packed the accumulated eggs.

Two boxes of eggs were sealed with tape. Before they could tie them onto the motorcycle, the little kid ran into the yard excitedly and shouted Uncle Xiaohao, Uncle Xiaohao, we found the baby on the river beach!!"

"Breaking nonsense, I didn't see that I was busy. If you can dig up the treasure, I'll eat it." Liu Junhao scolded and turned his head to put the egg on the motorcycle.

"Really, if you don't believe me, you see, it's a big iron guy. It's buried on the river beach, with words on it. We dug it out just now." In line with the language, the little kid didn't stop gestureing with his hands. In his description, the iron lump was thicker than a bucket.

"Really?" Liu Junhao couldn't help but hear what this guy said. After all, there was a dock on the river beach before, so it was normal to dig a point. Didn't he dig a manhole cover there last year? It was left by the ancestors of Liujiagou.

"Have you dug up the cultural relics? Let's go and have a look," Zhao Guangming immediately ended up and rushed home without mentioning it.

The three of them rode on motorcycles and arrived on the river beach in a few minutes.

From a distance, I saw a few naughty kids busy with their butts sticking out. When they heard the sound of motorcycle whistling, they all looked up and then shouted loudly. Uncle Xiaohao, look quickly, we have dug up cultural relics!!"

After the car stopped, Liu Junhao and Zhao Guangming immediately got together.

It is really a big iron mass, with a diameter as thick as a mill. In the end, it is impossible to judge from the exposed part of the sand.

"Xiao Hao, what word are you thinking about?" Seeing a few traditional seal characters exposed at the end of the iron lump, Zhao Guangming made his body tactfully. He didn't know this font at all.

"Hangfang?" Liu Junhao gestured on the rust with his fingers a few times, and said to himself.

"That means?" Zhao Guangming asked in a slightly excited voice. He is now vaguely sure that a great cultural relic, my buddy.

"There must be words below, and I can't figure out these two. I'll call them to the village and ask them to send a few more people." As he said that, Liu Junhao took them out again.

After the fight, he asked about the iron lump of Mao Chia and others.

"We dig the mice, but it turned out that something was wrong..."

"I dug it first..."

After explaining the naughty children in a verbal manner, Liu Junhao finally understood that they were bored and digging rat holes on the river beach, and they could not dig any more. At that time, the naughty children only thought they had dug stones and didn't care. The child was soaking in the sunken area, revealing a black iron block.

They thought they encountered scrap iron, so they were going to dig it out and sell it for money. Unexpectedly, the more they dug the iron lumps, the bigger they became. When there were words on it, several naughty children felt that it was unusual, so they ran away to notify Liu Junhao.

Not to mention that they were talking about passing on the river beach, the village is now in an uproar. Just like the last time the ancient well, I heard that cultural relics were dug again, and the news immediately spread.

So the idle people in the village went out one after another, and electric vehicles and motorcycles gathered into traffic, rushing towards the river beach.

Seeing the huge team coming quickly, Liu Junhao was also shocked. Unexpectedly, there were so many people watching the fun, and even Mr. Guo Zhenhua came.

This old man is half a collection expert. Under his leadership, several people were digging with iron shovels.

As the big iron lumps showed their true face little by little, the onlookers kept screaming. The underground buried part was much larger than everyone thought, and it could even be said to be beyond imagination. Even Mr. Guo was very surprised.

Several people dug for half an hour before an iron pillar more than one meter high was revealed. The handwriting on it was fully revealed. After being identified by Mr. Guo and Liu Junhao, the inscription inscribed in seal script was "In the winter of the Yisi year of Yongzheng, the Qinghe Prefecture was founded in the Mingtang of the King of Guangshui."

They also understood that this was buried by Wang Mingtang, the prefect of Qinghe Prefecture, during the Yongzheng period.

"Wang Mingtang, have you seen this name in the place?" Liu Junhao felt very familiar when he saw this name. It seemed that he had read it in that book, but it was too long and a little blurry.

"Mr. Guo, what do you think of this cultural relic?" Many tourists became more and more curious and couldn't help asking.

"I don't have any information at hand, and I don't know. It may be used to suppress rivers and prevent floods. But generally, it is a stone tablet..." Guo Zhenhua shook his head with a wry smile. His specialty is coins, and he is only slightly involved in other cultural relics. He is not good at it. Besides, the head in front of him is beyond imagination. He has never been exposed to it before, so he can only make simple speculations.

"Flood, Wang Mingtang..." After hearing Mr. Guo's analysis, Liu Junhao's mind flashed with lightning and shouted excitedly to me that it was buried, it was a black iron sword."

"The Black Iron Sword, do you think this is the Return of the Condor Heroes." A tourist immediately laughed out loud. Most of the people who have read Mr. Jin's "The Return of the Condor Heroes" were used by the mysterious martial arts master Dugu Qiubai. He had a heavy sword without a sharp edge, and he was not skilled. He relied on the world before he was forty years old. After Dugu Qiubai died, he was buried in the sword tomb and was later led by Yang Guo.

"That's right, could we dig up the tomb of Yang Guo and his wife..." Another tourist interface made many people laugh.

"That's not right. The Xuan Iron Sword has long been melted by Guo Jing and has been cast into the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Yitian Sword..."

The more people talked, the more they got off topic, and they started discussing the novel on the spot.

Liu Junhao was not bothered when he heard a few people joking, mainly because he was very confident in his inference.

"Sword, this shape really looks like a hilt of a sword." When Guo Zhenhua heard the other party's words, he seemed very serious, carefully circled around the iron pillar, and then asked to tell you what you thought!!" (To be continued.
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