Professor Chen told us that as early as the Yin and Shang Dynasties, due to the threats of wars and natural disasters, the ancestors living on the land of China had carried out several large-scale migrations.
One of them lost its place after crossing the sea to the south.
Whereabouts.
According to historical records, on the coral spiral island, there once was a Kingdom of Hatred with a highly developed bronze civilization.
They were good at using the dragon fire on the bottom of the sea and had interactions with the Zhou Dynasty.
There were bottomless caves in the country.
This maritime country probably came from China by migrating across the sea.
The Hentian clan went away, but after the Qin Dynasty, there were no relevant records of the Hattian Kingdom.
They mysteriously disappeared on the sea, as if they had never existed in the world.
Everything about them is unknown.
It's a mystery, the Kingdom of Hattian is a veritable "Land of Mysteries".
Later, there was an eminent Dharma seal monk who went to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.
After obtaining the scriptures, he returned to China by sea and wrote down what he saw along the way into a geographical book called "Buddha Kingdom".
In it, he described what he had heard about the ruins of Hattian Kingdom at sea.
It is mentioned in the record that there is a bottomless cave in the sea covered with tall coral forests.
If the boat is caught in it, no one will be able to come back alive.
I said to Professor Chen: "This legendary bottomless pit in the sea is most likely the eye of the South China Sea.
It is indeed very similar to the bottomless ghost cave we saw in the desert.
This time we go to sea, we will try our best to touch it.
Its details."
Professor Chen said: "Don't risk entering the eye of the sea because of impulsiveness.
The ship carrying the King of Qin's bone mirror may have sunk in a smoldering place near the eye of the sea.
Of course, this is what we try to do for the best.
Even if we think about it, we have to prepare for the worst.
If the shipwreck has fallen into the eye of the sea, it will be God's will and we can't force it. " Professor Chen then gave one of the most important reminders: King Qin’s Bone Mirror can reflect people’s faces on both sides.
The front side is fine, but don’t look at your own reflection on the back side of the ancient mirror.
Remember, Professor Chen can't explain the reason for this.
In short, based on what happened in the past, this bone mirror seems to be carrying some kind of curse.
Whoever uses the back to take the photo will be unlucky.
Logically speaking, These words should not be uttered by a person of Professor Chen's status.
He probably had good intentions.
This is why we have to give us a reminder.
I know that Professor Chen’s words must not be disbelieved, nor must they be fully believed.
Just like what he said before, there is everything within Liuhe.
Fools are suspicious and fearful.
If they are right, they are gods, and if they are not, they are ghosts.
No matter how many people tell you.
But because people’s knowledge is limited.
There is no way to tell the truth from the truth.
There are many things in this world that are indeed difficult to measure with common sense.
The bronze mirror that has been used to hold dead bodies for more than a thousand years in an ancient tomb will inevitably have an underground atmosphere that is harmful to living people.
"The rules are the same.
Since there is such a taboo in King Qin's bone mirror, there must be a reason for it.
Since we can't find out the real reason, it's better not to violate it as much as possible.
A few days later, Uncle Ming, who was in the most serious condition, finally recovered.
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He took me, Fatty, and Da Jinya with him.
The group of people traveled lightly, and through his connections on the Hong Kong sea route, they used a smuggling boat to transport us to the Coral Temple after many twists and turns.
The Coral Temple was originally an unknown island, because there is a cliff overlooking the sea in the south of the island, and on the cliff is an ancient The old site of the Coral Temple is said to be a historical site when Zheng He went to Xixiang, so visitors by sea took this temple as its place name.
Coral Temple Island is surrounded by sea and coconut trees.
It has a southern scenery, and the air is filled with an indescribable atmosphere of the sea.
The fishing village under the cliff is green and deep, without the noise of cars and horses.
There is also a rare natural wonder in the world, Freshwater Bay, separated from the sea by a stone. , the water quality is clear and sweet, which can draw sufficient fresh water for sailing ships.
It is not only the only way to go out to sea and enter the coral spiral, but also the last supply point at sea.
This small fishing village with dozens of households on the island has primitive and backward living conditions.
The fishermen rely on the sea to eat.
In addition to fishing and pearl hunting, they also sell antiques and second-hand goods salvaged in the nearby waters, including some antiques along the coast.
Merchants and collectors buy and trade here all year round, with a wide variety of goods.
All coins can be circulated, but the U.S. dollar is the hardest.
Speculative adventurers and salvage teams are constantly coming to try their luck on this island.
Rumors of people receiving rare and rare treasures can often be heard.
Over time, Coral Temple Island has formed an isolated island.
The black market hanging on the sea is actually a foreign country.
This island is close to the route known as the ancient Maritime Silk Road.
There were many shipwrecks during the Yuan and Ming Dynasties.
The fishermen caught a variety of things, including porcelain, weapons, spices, wood, ancient coins, statues, glassware full of Islamic style, unopened old wine fished out of sunken ships, and even us.
None of these connoisseurs could see the antiques of the era and style.
There were even brand-name rotten leather shoes that were picked off the feet of dead people on the beach.
"Things fished out of the sea also have nouns.
In folk jargon, they are collectively called "Qingtou", and the trading of Qingtou is called "Jie Qingtou."
As long as there is a Chinese community, this kind of jargon is common.
Making this kind of Qingtou Business is similar to antique business.
The most important thing is to know the business.
If you don’t know the business, no one will want to do your business.
How do you know the business?
Knowing the jargon and understanding the rules are the most basic.
Big Jinya, Fatty, and I have never come into contact with young goods, so it was an eye-opener for us.
But Uncle Ming told us that although there are not many fakes on the island, they have all been buried under the sea for a long time. , corrosion and damage are very common.
Without paying a high price, it is difficult to see a real thing in good condition, unless it is a big one.
Luck has caught up, but that kind of opportunity is really too rare.
There are many people who specialize in this bowl of rice to watch here every day.
Once a fisherman catches a better green head, it will be taken away immediately. , if you are not lucky enough and can't even meet him, you can only inquire about relevant rumors afterwards and learn lessons to prepare for the next opportunity.
According to the plan, we had to stay at the Coral Temple for a while to make full preparations for going out to sea.
We would not start taking action until we met up with Shey Yang, so we found a fisherman in the fishing village who could stay as a guest, and we negotiated the price with him and stayed there.
We landed and then walked around the island.
It was still early at this time, so we found an open tavern to drink some beer to quench our thirst.
This tavern is actually a long counter made of old wooden boxes.
All the seats are open-air wooden boxes with ropes hanging on both sides to dry fish.
In addition to various drinks on the counter, there are There is a dazzling array of "green heads" in all kinds of colors, and they are finished giving birth at dusk every day.
People from Yihe who have returned from overseas trips will come here to have a few drinks and chat about the news, but it is very deserted during the day.
The boss is a middle-aged man named Wu.
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Because of his lame leg, the locals call him "Bai Wu" because he looks dark.
He is stocky and behaves like a sea wolf who has been dealing with wind and waves all year round.
Kaiwu is a Chinese.
His ancestors served as servants in the former Qingshui Division Camp.
During the Republic of China, he began to do business without capital at sea.
This business was passed down to Kaiwu's generation.
He was shot in the leg and became disabled.
After a breakup, he had to live in the Coral Temple selling wine to make a living.
However, this was only a superficial business.
He mainly sold various goods to outsiders.
He could get whatever was not available on the island through special channels.
Get it.
The little boss who had broken off his leg was showing off his martial arts to meet the compatriots from China.
He was very enthusiastic.
As soon as I sat down and took a few sips of beer, he came over and asked me if I had been in the military.
After ten years of military service, the habit of sitting and walking has penetrated into my blood.
I couldn't hide it, so I had no choice but to tell him the truth.
I enlisted in the army in the winter of 1969 and I was a veteran in 1969.
When Xie Wu heard this, he was in awe: "Oh, those are Chairman Mao's soldiers.
That's disrespectful.
You must stay out of sight when you come to my place to drink.
These drinks are considered my treat, so feel free to drink them to your heart's content."
I'm quite puzzled.
Even if I served as a soldier for Chairman Mao and fought for Mr.
Deng, I have nothing to do with you, an overseas fisherman.
Do you think you can treat us to a drink?
There's no sweat drug in this beer, right?
It wasn't until the introduction of the military force.
Through his own experience and business, I suddenly realized that the owner of the tavern in Qianqing was the same profiteer as Da Jinya and wanted to discuss business with us.
Uncle Ming has been running a boat for half his life, and he is also a black and white businessman.
In terms of seniority, he is also the senior of Baiwu.
After a little testing, Baiwu knew that there are experts in our group, and they are all sensible people, so he did not dare to have any Reserved, otherwise there is no business to be discussed.
However, I still didn't want to say anything.
I just told him that we, a group of people, had lost money in business in China and wanted to try our luck by fishing for some green heads from the sea.
When I heard that I wanted to fish for green heads, I immediately pushed out a few wooden sticks from under the counter.
Box: "These boxes Qingtou is reserved for old customers, because we are the descendants of the Yellow Emperor and the Yellow Emperor who have the same blood as our broken bones and even tendons.
If you brothers take a fancy to it, it doesn't matter what old customers or old customers, I will do it first here.
I'll give it to you."
I winked at Da Jinya and looked at how righteous this guy said, but we haven’t been doing this for more than a day and a half.
These words that were so close to the chest were definitely more righteous and higher than what he said.
This guy Wu's skills are really lacking, but if you think about it, the black market on the island is not as deep as Panjiayuan.
But now that you have taken it out, let's take a look at the goods first.
If there is really something good, then there is no reason not to accept it.
Since Panjiayuan rarely got involved in this part of the business in the past, we were very interested in the green-headed goods.
We immediately focused on picking up the green-headed goods and forgot about the business in advance.
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When everyone took a look, they found that Baiwu was There are indeed a lot of green heads, and their quality and preservation are much better than those sold by fishermen on the ground, but they are still not of high quality.
Only the fat man found an Arabian scimitar with an ivory handle, but the big gold tooth identified it as Xibei goods
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