World Tibet Bureau

Wait until we get to the top of the third floor.

The subordinates who blocked him on the third floor were already waiting.

He pointed to the leaves of the crooked neck tree and said, "There is a passage below!"

at this time.

The people who blocked the house behind the house also came up.

We ripped apart the leaves.

It was found that the crooked neck tree has been extending to the mountain next to it, and it is placed between the house and the mountain.

Next to the roots where the tree meets the mountain, there is a hole.

Next to the hole is an iron frame in the shape of bamboo strips, covered with pine hairs.

Obviously, this iron frame is used to camouflage the hole.

Let Lu Fang take the lead and go down first.

A group of people followed behind.

After entering the cave.

We all turned on our flashlights.

This hole is not formed naturally.

Moreover, every time you walk a certain distance, there are often cross corridors with exactly the same shape.

I was surprised.

If we come in by ourselves.

Even after entering this cave, I don't know which is the correct path.

From the outside to the inside, this counterfeit den in Wangjiazhuang adopted the most earthy and practical defensive measures. The old peasants outside the village sent out secret signals, the theater at the entrance of the village gave warnings with gongs and drums, and the houses in the village were built against the mountains as barriers, intersecting false corridors to confuse...

in the process of moving.

I purposely asked one of my subordinates to mark it.

Walked in the intersecting corridor for about half an hour.

We're out of the hole.

Suddenly bright.

Everyone has come to a valley in the back mountain.

Both sides of the valley are full of cliffs and towering trees.

This is really an excellent place for making fakes!

Because apart from this tunnel, it seems that there is no way to get here from other places, unless the helicopter lands.

Can't go out either.

I was shocked.

If the villagers suddenly find out about the situation, even if they don't rush in through the cave, as long as they block the outside cave and keep us trapped inside for ten or eight days, we will probably all starve to death.

Lu Fang led us to the depths of the valley without saying a word.

I looked at his back and felt that the coordination of this guy seemed a little too high.

Although he had been defeated by Mr. Cui just now, the leaders of this kind of old ghost sinking water-style counterfeit dens are all local tyrants, and he should not give up until the end.

I always feel like he still has something left behind.

This is an extremely strong sixth sense.

Then think of the terrain here.

I suddenly hesitated.

No matter how.

He must be scammed!

I turned my head and told the subordinate who made the mark: "You return immediately and guard the entrance of the cave. In case of emergency, you can set fire to the house to prevent the villagers from entering the cave! At the same time, immediately call dozens of brothers outside the village, hold The trolls have entered the village!"

really!

As soon as this word comes out.

When Lu Fang heard this, his facial muscles twitched.

These words should have formed a strong psychological shock to him.

The main reason is that.

so far.

Lu Fang didn't know how many people we had outside, how many weapons we brought, and how we got in.

This is an unknown terrifying force.

People are always afraid of the unknown.

He spoke for the first time: "Don't kill my wife..."

I nodded, then turned my head and said to the subordinate: "As long as we have no accident, tell the brothers not to hurt anyone, or you will be questioned!"

One by one.

Let's see how he handles it.

This subordinate was also smart, and replied: "Understood!"

After speaking.

The subordinate turned and went back into the cave.

When Lu Fang saw this, his expression was extremely strange, the muscles on his face twitched, and he turned his head to look at me.

Since then.

He stopped.

When Mr. Cui saw this, his face was full of killing, and he stared at Lu Fang like a god of killing, as if he was going to fuck him at any time.

I stopped Mr. Cui.

Lu Fang asked: "Friends, are you really not hurting others?"

I replied coldly: "Boss Lu, this is the end of the matter, let's open the skylight and speak out!"

"There was no conflict between us, but you inserted your dirty hands into the archaeological team of the Western Zhou Tomb. Our big boss was very angry! But our boss is kind, he didn't let us report to the public and arrest you all in prison meal."

"He told us that the Jianghu matter, the Jianghu, left a way for you to survive, let us destroy the batch of molds, burn the blueprints, order your den today, and teach you a lesson. If you don't accept this solution , how far things will go is out of our control!"

Hearing this, Lu Fang was stunned, as if he was struggling violently.

My face sank like a deep pool.

I didn't say anything more.

His wife is still outside.

Our "dozens of brothers with spray guns" were also outside.

Conditions have been issued.

It depends on how he chooses!

After half an hour.

Lu Fang said: "Okay! This time I completely admit defeat! I hope you can keep your promise!"

He started leading us around the trail.

Mr. Cui asked coldly: "Is there a trap on the main road?!"

Lu Fang replied: "Yes, there are many wild boar pits, and people will die if they fall!"

At this moment.

I have a deep understanding of Mr. Xu's words.

Soldiers who don't fight without fighting.

This is the kingly way of attacking the enemy.

If it weren't for the tug-of-war of psychological confrontation just now.

Now we may face the siege of the trap again.

Detour around for a while.

Turn around a col.

We saw seven or eight sheds made of linoleum cloth and stainless steel shelves.

Good guy!

A strong smell of copper rust can be smelled from a long distance.

The casting furnace inside is still radiating heat, and the bearing turning machine stands impressively. Apart from some waste products that failed to turn the mold, there are also many polishing machines, electric welding, sanding paper, paraffin wax, and paint scattered outside.

It surprised me a little bit.

Wangjiazhuang's counterfeiting method is relatively simple.

The plateau soil mud mold was used to turn over the mold.

The rust is made of nitric acid, ammonium bicarbonate fertilizer and soy sauce vinegar mixed.

The main technical difficulty of bronze counterfeit is to make patina.

Here is a brief introduction to this method of biting rust in Wangjiazhuang.

For fake copper wares that have been burnt and cast, first brush a layer of nitric acid, and then bury the bronze wares in ammonium bicarbonate fertilizer. In just five or six days, a layer of blue rust will form on the outside of the bronze wares, and then the copper wares will be prepared in proportion. Spray it with the sauce and vinegar, and after it dries, rinse it in the clay field, and the rust will turn into the green of ancient bronzes.

However, this method of making rust is too old-fashioned and relies heavily on the artist's experience and craftsmanship.

Around 2000, many counterfeit places started to use electrolytic rusting, that is, the formula of medicine was added during electrolysis, and the rust produced was tight, uniform, lifelike, and difficult to identify.

I couldn't help it anymore, and asked Lu Fang: "Have you mastered the technology of electrolytic rusting?"

Hearing this, Lu Fang looked disdainful, and said with a little pride: "I tried it, but it's far worse than the old Fang! From the old farmers in our village to the 80-[-]-year-old farmers, down to the hairy kids who are still in school, all the handicrafts are handed out. Top notch!"

I was speechless.

But Wangjiazhuang can survive.

It definitely has its own recipes.

I saw a report a few years later.

A large bronze ware tripod was to be sent to the exhibition for a certain international exhibition.

Under normal circumstances, the exhibition items will not be transported to the genuine ones, but to the counterfeit ones.

At that time, in order to make the high imitation exhibits more realistic, the exhibitor asked various academies of sciences to conduct rust bite experiments, but the results were not satisfactory, and finally invited the rusty old man from a workshop in a village in Yang City, Yu Province to complete it.

The master is in the folk!

Lu Fang whistled.

In an instant!

A dozen villagers suddenly emerged from the linoleum shed.

As soon as they saw Lu Fang wearing a pair of big pants and covered in blood, their expressions suddenly changed, and they all grabbed steel rods and rushed towards us.