Half an hour later, the helicopter landed on the rooftop of a shopping mall near a street of antique markets in Siping City.

Lin Han and Zhuang Yao went down from the shopping mall to the antique market.

When we arrived at Shuangmulin, Huangfu Xue and Mr. Zhang were busy in the store.

When he saw the two people coming back, he only took the time to say hello to them, and then continued to greet the guests.

Lin Han didn't disturb them. He went into the back room and saved up some of his recent income and expenditure.

It was almost noon when we finished the work.

Mr. Zhang had a great harvest and was placing the things he had received in the morning on the counter one by one. By the way, he asked Lin Han, "Aren't you planning to come back?"

Why did you come back so soon?

Lin Hanqing finished checking the food and walked out from the back room: "It's too troublesome to go to Beijing..."

Before he could finish his words, his attention was drawn to the thing in Mr. Zhang's hand.

That was a white jade cicada.

Compared with ordinary jade cicadas, this one has a very unique shape and the carving is obviously much more refined.

"Uncle Zhang, did you just collect this jade cicada?"

Lin Han asked as he walked up.

Zhang Lao looked back at Lin Han, took down the jade cicada with a look of joy on his face, and handed it to Lin Han:

"Yes, I just collected it from that young woman. She said it was handed down from her family... Oh, she's also my fellow villager."

Lin Han nodded, put the jade cicada in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The whole body of the Jade Cicada is bluish white, with its head, whiskers, neck, and wings on its back as thin as cicada wings.

Every line can be seen clearly.

The most amazing thing is that these patterns are combined with the color of the jade itself, looking completely natural and ingeniously designed.

“It looks like an old thing!”

Lin Han said.

Mr. Zhang was very proud of his own vision:

"Of course, but the seller didn't know what the jade cicada was used for. She thought it was just an ordinary jade ornament. But since we are from the same hometown, I didn't lower her price too much."

Mr. Zhang made a sign with his hand: "Ten thousand yuan."

"sharp!"

A jade cicada of this quality is worth ten thousand just by selling the jade!

This type of jade cicada actually has another name, Yuhuan.

It is the jade that people hold in their mouths after they die.

The ancients paid attention to "nine-hole jade".

Especially when a person of high status dies,

The fortress has nine orifices all over the body.

Putting it in your mouth is called pressing the tongue, also called rice holding, jade,

There is a difference between ordinary rice and jade. Obviously, only the precious ones like jade are called jade.

In addition to these, there will also be jade masks, jade grips, and jade steps.

In fact, most of them show the ancient people's awe of the soul and their hope for reincarnation or immortality.

Some sellers do not know the origin of Yuhuan, so it is not surprising that they sell Yuhuan as ordinary jade artifacts.

only……

Lin Han frowned slightly: "Is the seller your fellow villager, Uncle Zhang?"

"Yes, he's also from northern Shaanxi. You can tell by his accent."

Lin Han nodded, holding the jade cicada with a serious expression.

In addition to being a jade cicada, this jade cicada has another prominent feature.

That's the era.

Lin Han discovered that this jade cicada was from the same period as the pottery figurine he saw at the Bingxin Pot in Shangjing.

Coincidentally, Guo County is also in northern Shaanxi.

Is it just a coincidence, or have the collections under the Guoxian Wooden Pagoda been discovered?

Lin Han placed the jade cicada in the display case in the corner, feeling somewhat uneasy.

When Mr. Zhang saw his expression, he asked hurriedly if there was anything wrong.

"Nothing. I ran into Bai Tingwei and the others when I was in Beijing."

"Bai Tingwei... is that him?"

"Yes, and the owners of Bing Xin Hu, Xing Xiao and Nie Hui, are looking for the remains of the wooden pagoda and want me to go with them."

"Wooden tower?"

Old Zhang frowned, as if he had thought of something, and asked.

"Yes... According to historical records, the ruins of the wooden pagoda should be in Guo County."

"Ah! That's right! I remember now!"

Zhang Lao was suddenly enlightened: "I thought so, the wooden pagoda is so familiar... My hometown is near Guo County. I heard about the wooden pagoda when I was a child, but later, there was no news."

Lin Han nodded: "They wanted me to go with them. Originally, there were a lot of things to do here, and I didn't want to agree, but... now it seems that I have no choice but to go!"

Mr. Zhang did not delve into the reason why Lin Han had to go, but said:

"No matter where you go, just be safe. Huangfu Xue and I are here."

As he was speaking, three dusty old men appeared outside the door.

Bai Tingwei and Xing Xiao were both used to a life of luxury.

Now, under the scorching sun, with his hands on his forehead, he looked at the sign of Shuangmulin with a red face.

Nie Hui looks much more harmonious.

Still wearing his white hurdle vest, big shorts and flip-flops.

Apart from the funny looking white beard, he didn't look very tired.

Mr. Zhang has a sharp eye. He usually cares about national affairs and watches the news every day.

The one on the far left, isn’t that Bai Tingwei who often appears on TV?

He pointed out the window and stammered, "Bai...Bai Tingwei...is it really him?"

Lin Han raised his eyelids, then lowered them again:

"Who else could it be if not them? The ghosts are chasing us! Uncle Zhang, let them in!"

ah?

Mr. Zhang was anxious.

Mr. Bai is standing outside the door, why are you, Lin Han, still acting like it’s none of your business?

Hurry, hurry! Huangfu Xue, make tea, Zhuang Yao... prepare the fruit!

Mr. Zhang spun around like a top and went to the door, then went out to greet the three distinguished guests.

Who would have thought that the high-ranking Bai Tingwei and Xing Xiao would hurriedly return the greeting when they saw Mr. Zhang coming out.

"You are... We are here to look for Teacher Lin Han. Is he inside?"

This is so polite. How could Mr. Zhang dare to be so arrogant?

"Bai Bu, President Xing? Mr. Nie, please come in, please come in!"

Bai Tingwei and the other two were panting, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they walked into the cool double-wood forest.

It's so hot outside!

Lin Han came back by helicopter, but he didn’t get to see the sun for even a minute!

But what about those big guys?

I took a plane from Shangjing to Siping.

I left in a hurry, and I didn't bring my assistant or driver with me.

After leaving the airport, you can only take a taxi.

Along the way, there were three old men squeezed in the taxi, it was so hot!

Finally I get to meet Lin Han, this living ancestor.

The three of them didn't dare to get angry.

Even the fruit tea prepared by the two beauties in Shuangmulin was not something he dared to eat or drink too much.

Bai Tingwei finally calmed down and asked Lin Han:

"Teacher Xiaolin, can Guoxian go with us?"

Xing Xiao chimed in, his tone no longer showing the pride of being China's number one antique dealer: "Yes, the three of us are all looking forward to seeing you, Teacher Xiaolin!"

Nie Hui didn't say much. After coming in, he walked around the counter with his hands behind his back.

Lin Han coughed, and Bai Tingwei and the other two immediately looked at him.

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

"real?"

Bai Tingwei and the other man couldn't help but feel happy, and no longer showed their usual expressionless demeanor.

Lin Han pointed at the jade cicada in the corner:

"I'm not doing this because of you, I'm doing this because of it!"