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"Come on, show us the three-story pavilion again."

Zhang Yang and the audience in the live broadcast room, led by Baoyou, observed the stone pavilion from bottom to top.

In the funeral customs of ancient Chinese culture, there was actually very little custom of building a pavilion in front of a tomb.

This practice did not begin until the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

And it is often the royal family and nobles who are qualified to build a "pavilion" in front of the mausoleum.

Protect your monument of merit from wind and rain.

The stele pavilion and the memorial in this cemetery are of the same age.

It should have been built at the same time.

However, the carvings on the stele pavilion are more luxurious and detailed than those on the banners.

There are various auspicious animal patterns on it.

Even dragons and phoenixes greeted people upwards. Apparently by 1913, people at that time had nothing to avoid.

After seeing the stele pavilion, the only thing left is the tomb itself.

The things attached to this cemetery are so luxurious, and the main body of the tomb is certainly not ordinary.

Baoyou turned the camera and saw a three-story archway.

The two characters "Xiangong" are written on the plaque on the archway.

Upward is a pair of owl tails, with pavilions and pavilions sandwiched between them.

There is a couplet written vertically on both sides:

[Green mountains cross Beiguo, white water surrounds Dongcheng]

Anyone who has received compulsory education knows that these are two sentences from Li Bai's "Send Off to Friends".

What surprised Zhang Yang was that the carving time of this archway was a little different.

It turned out to be 1918.

It is a full nine years later than the earliest cemetery gate.

Moreover, many of the patterns have not been completely carved and are obviously in an unfinished state.

"I probably understand."

Zhang Yang deduced the timeline, looked at the archway and nodded:

"This cemetery was probably built for himself by the owner of the tomb during his lifetime, but he passed away before it was completed."

"His descendants either found it troublesome or had no money, so they buried him directly. That's why there are so many unfinished areas on it."

[Good guy, that’s too filial]

[Not only was the construction not completed, his descendants also abandoned his tomb directly]

[It’s pretty cool to think about it this way]

[This tomb looks pretty good, I don’t know what era it is from]

"Then...teacher, can this be destroyed?" Baoyou asked.

"I'm afraid not."

Some time ago, the Publicity Department of the Cultural Relics Bureau gave Zhang Yang some information.

There are similar cases there.

This type of tombs belong to the ancient tombs after 1911 and are of great research value.

Courtyard-style tombs of modern squire.

Very rare and very folkloric.

And it was expensive to build back then.

It is no exaggeration to say that the total value of all the stone carvings, stele pavilions, and archways in this cemetery alone is worth at least more than 100,000 yuan on the market.

Not to mention there are grave goods in the tomb.

Can a person who can build such a cemetery not have some treasures in the coffin?

Therefore, this tomb cannot be destroyed.

"Is this tomb very precious?" Baoyou asked.

"Yes, it is definitely a cultural relic."

Zhang Yang nodded very seriously.

"I guess this is the most luxurious tomb within a few kilometers of you, right?"

"There seems to be a more precious one. A house was built directly on top of the tomb to wrap it up."

"A house on the ground?"

"Yes, it's just a one-story building."

"Did the tomb owner build it himself or his descendants?" Zhang Yang asked.

"It seems to have been built by future generations. You have to pay for the tour. It's like a farmhouse."

"That's a bit outrageous."

Zhang Yang even admires this gameplay.

The ancestors are still working while buried underground.

But what’s even more outrageous are those who are willing to spend money to see the tombs.

"Then yours should be more valuable than that farmhouse."

"I think there should be no problem in applying for a municipal cultural relic protection unit."

[Then Baoyou can also do special tours]

[Yes, you don’t need to build a house, just surround it with cloth]

[Just build a bigger new house and wrap this tomb in the yard]

[If you ask me, just sell this house, including the tomb]

No matter how many whims the barrage has.

Real treasure friends, after hearing Zhang Yang say "municipal cultural relics protection unit", already understood the gold content of this tomb.

"I understand, Master Zhang."

"Then I'd better report this tomb. It probably won't be demolished. Maybe it will become an attraction in the village in a few hundred years."

"I'll go, the brotherhood is great!"

Zhang Yang gave Baoyou a thumbs up directly.

This vision is much better than most viewers who only think about tomb robbing.

"Then thank you Teacher Zhang today."

Baoyou started to say thank you and prepared to say goodbye.

But before leaving, Zhang Yang suddenly discovered a problem.

"Dude, wait!"

Zhang Yang stopped him.

"What's wrong?"

"Is there a stone slab in front of the archway of the tomb just now?"

"Yes." Baoyou moved the camera and pointed it at the stone slab on the ground.

"Didn't you notice that this is a cement board?" Zhang Yang asked.

The other buildings in the cemetery are all bluestone.

Only the place in front of the archway is a cement board.

It looks weird.

"Let me see……"

Baoyou stretched out his hand, touched it, knocked again, nodded and said:

"It's definitely made of cement."

"But this shouldn't be placed in our home. No one from our family comes in very often."

【I do not believe】

[It seems that cement in our country only has a history of a hundred years]

[Domestic cement only became available in 1921, which is memorized in history books]

【It seems like there is an unexpected gain】

Zhang Yang looked at the age of this cement board, 1980.

Why does this year seem a bit familiar?

Wait, Zhang Yang remembered.

The descendants of the owner of this tomb moved their family abroad the next year, in 1981.

Therefore, there is a high probability that this slate was not placed by Baoyou’s family.

It was the descendants of the tomb owner who did it.

"Teacher, this bottom seems to be empty."

Baoyou tapped it lightly and made a new discovery.

"Empty? Knock again and we'll listen."

Baoyou did as he was told, deliberately placing the microphone of his cell phone against the stone slab.

Sure enough, it made a crisp "dong dong dong" sound.

This determines two things at once:

There is nothing under the slab;

The slate itself is not thick either.

Will...

Zhang Yang suddenly had a bold idea.

He hesitated for a moment and said to Baoyou:

"Do you have a crowbar? Can you pry it up and take a look?"

"Huh? Isn't this bad?"

"Don't panic, there are so many of us watching. If something happens, everyone is a witness."

"As long as you don't suddenly disconnect the microphone as soon as you see something precious, then there will be no problem."

【Ha ha ha ha】

[Yes, as long as you don’t run away suddenly]

[I bet fifty cents that he will run away later]

[Wouldn’t this damage the ancient tombs? 】

"Brothers, it's like this. This stone slab was placed here later to block the hole at the bottom."

"What does it mean?"

"It means there is probably a burglary cave underneath."

"The sooner we discover it, the better. Maybe we can salvage some treasures."

"What if there is nothing underneath?" Baoyou asked.

"What if it's just a trap."

"Then just put the cement board back over it." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"It was originally something added later and has nothing to do with cultural relics."

"It seems so..."

Baoyou was convinced by Zhang Yang.

He put his cell phone next to the stone, giving everyone a direct view of the archway.

[Someone can take a screenshot and go to the Internet to find the descendants of the deceased]

[No more talking, just add some incense]

[[candle][candle][candle][candle][candle]]

"No, brothers, please don't burn incense in my live broadcast room."

"Come on, come on. For those who put on the incense, the assistant will help mark them. Later, each person will be charged six yuan for the sesame oil."

Zhang Yang's charging standards are very reasonable.

This is how Putuo Mountain charges.

That Buddha statue may not be as old as this archway.

After a while, Baoyou came back and brought a young man with him.

The young man should be the coolie he was looking for.

Without saying a word, he picked up the crowbar and started to pry off the cement board.

In just a few seconds, a square cement board was lifted up.

The two of them worked together, like lifting a manhole cover, to move the cement board away.

Only then did Baoyou come over, pick up his cell phone, and show everyone the scene.

Sure enough, there was a bottomless pit under the stone slab.

The new boy looked at it with the flash of his mobile phone. The hole was curved downwards, and the direction should be leading to the tomb.

"This was done by a master."

Zhang Yang came to the conclusion when he saw the robbery hole.

To be honest, a person with less than five or six years of working in the industry would not be able to dig out such a silky hole.

Some impromptu tomb robbers often dig holes that look like dog gnaws, with uneven holes everywhere.

That would actually be a waste of effort.

This is what a real hole theft should be, with a clear purpose and a small amount of work.

"Okay, just call the police!" Zhang Yang spread his hands.

Even for grave robbing cases in the 1980s, the police had to be reported, and there was nothing to say.

"Teacher, I seem to understand."

Baoyou pointed at the tomb and said with sudden realization:

"Back then, this family suddenly had money to go abroad. Could it be that they had to dig out their ancestral graves?"

"But in their day, it didn't seem like it was against the law to dig into ancestral graves."

"It is indeed possible." Zhang Yang nodded.

"But everyone is already wet, so there's no point in thinking about it."

"I think the important thing now is to check all the old graves in the villages near you."

"For such a modern ancient tomb, it is said that if it can yield a treasure worth tens of thousands of yuan, it is considered a big deal."

"I still can't tell how I paid for my trip abroad!"

"Maybe your ancestors sponsored more."

[Brother, please go and see your ancestral graves]

[It was really the golden age of tomb robbing in the past. You could go abroad directly after robbing]

[In this case, can the cemetery be demolished? 】

"I see."

"Then I'll hang up first, teacher."

"Don't worry, put the slate back first."

Zhang Yang did not forget about business.

Under his command, Bao and Friends returned the stone slab to its original position.

Looking at the scene in the camera, Zhang Yang made an OK gesture.

Only in this way can I serve as a witness. Otherwise, what will happen if Baoyou sneaks in later?

…

After hanging up the microphone, Zhang Yang changed the count in the upper right corner of the live broadcast room.

[Total number of tombs identified: 8]

[Newly discovered cultural relics sites: 3]

This is his credit book.

If any leader wants to check his work on a whim.

Click into the live broadcast room and you can immediately see how many tombs he has identified.

When the broadcast was about to end, another treasure friend came to see the tomb.

"Teacher, I just saw the courtyard tomb you identified. I remembered that there is also one in our village, but no one lives there now."

"Help me take a look."

No one lives in the tomb?

The treasure friend said this without any reason, which sounded strange.

But the picture behind him really looks like that.

Nine steps, followed by a stone archway.

The carvings on the stone archway are very similar to those Zhang Yang and the treasure friends have seen before.

They are all reliefs of various people and auspicious animals.

"There are also a few stone tablets here."

The treasure friend pointed to the three large stone slabs next to the steps.

It was covered with moss, and there were indeed words when he got closer.

The time of the signature was "the fourth year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty".

"Does the local cultural relics department not protect this tomb?" Zhang Yang asked in surprise.

Not really, there are stone tablets with clear years and exquisite stone doors.

Has this tomb been emptied?

If not, there is no need to completely not protect it.

"It is not protected, because there were people living here before."

"Let them be responsible for it themselves."

"Baoyou, please explain it clearly. Is there someone living nearby or in the cemetery? These are two different concepts."

"Next to, next door, teacher, do you understand?"

"We say here: live with ghosts."

Zhang Yang was about to say that he understood, but when he heard Baoyou say "live with ghosts", he was confused again.

What the hell? Gravekeeper?

Baoyou's words were too abstract, Zhang Yang gave up trying to understand and urged:

"Forget it, you should take us in to have a look!"

"Well, no problem."

Baoyou climbed the steps and entered the stone gate. In front of him was a long stone corridor.

At the end of the corridor were some dilapidated two-story wooden houses.

"Teacher, that's the Yang house, where the descendants of the tomb owner live."

"This is the Yin house."

"Oh, I understand!"

"So this is what you mean by living with ghosts."

[Isn't it just that the cemetery is built next to the house? This is confusing]

[I know, this is the ancient tomb school]

[It's still a bit spooky for outsiders]

[If the ancestors are buried next door, it's okay]

[Many places in the countryside are like this, but there are no good courtyards]

Zhang Yang felt that the comments made sense.

Compared with the stolen courtyard-style ancient tomb, this cemetery is closer to the house and the courtyard is more magnificent.

The previous small tomb, whether it was the tomb door or the stele pavilion, looked like a "snail house".

Now, just looking at the corridor, you can tell that the tomb owner is very rich.

"There's no need to look at the Yang house. Baoyou, take us to the Yin house."

"Well, the Yin house is over here."

After Baoyou walked to the middle of the corridor, the camera turned and there was another stone archway on his right.

The plaque on the door reads "Shuangshou Palace".

Going further, it is the main archway that is estimated to be five or six meters high.

It is more imposing and complex than the previous one.

Zhang Yang took a glance and saw that there should be hundreds of relief figures and flowers on the archway alone. This was definitely a big project in the late Qing Dynasty.

The identity of the tomb owner is written on the tombstone:

Cheng Yonggao and his wife Xiang.

Zhang Yang has never heard of this person.

But looking at the epitaph, he should be the richest man in the local area in that era.

"Okay, thank you Baoyou."

"You have broadened our horizons."

"But what you said about living with ghosts is not quite accurate. In fact, as early as the Neolithic Age, primitive society had the habit of burying the bodies of the deceased in the basement of their own houses."

"That way is more authentic."

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he was about to disconnect the microphone.

But Baoyou stopped him with a word:

"Teacher, there is another saying that the owner of this tomb is Li Zicheng."