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For a moment, the dilapidated temple was crowded with people, and many people pushed and crowded, and chaos was everywhere.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze."

The people in the innermost part were almost squeezed into jerky, and they were screaming bitterly. But they couldn't resist everyone's enthusiasm. In order to see what they dug, they all tried hard to get in.

Of course, some people realized that the situation was wrong and wanted to stop. But the people behind pushed forward, making them unable to help but squeeze in.

In a blink of an eye, this situation is somewhat critical, and it has reached the critical point, and an unexpected situation is likely to occur.

"Bang!"

Unpredictable, a shocking sound, shockingly shook the entire ruined temple, immediately calming down a group of people who were passionate about it, and then they realized that something was wrong, and they all became scared and sweated.

"Back, everyone back."

At the same time, Qi Xiang held a cymbal in her hand and banged hard again, directing: "Let the elderly and children first, let them withdraw first, disperse a little, don't step on it..."

Everyone was quiet, and then they heard the sound of the children crying loudly. Some children were squeezed by adults on their waists, and their soft arms and cheeks were slightly deformed, which was very painful.

At first glance, many villagers were scared and sweated in cold sweat. They hurriedly picked up the children and raised them up, and softly comforted them.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Qi Xiang directed: "Don't be anxious or messy. Go back slowly first, don't step on bricks, and don't hold on to the wall. Be careful of the wall collapse..."

Qi Xiang was not an exaggeration, but mainly because after being hit for a few hammers, a wall of the broken temple had cracked densely packed cracks. She was shaking and could fall to the ground at any time.

Now, the villagers were no longer in a cold sweat, but were so scared that their faces turned pale. If the wall fell down and pressed down, a large number of people would probably have to explain it to them here.

In an instant, the villagers were frozen there and did not dare to move. The outermost people even followed Qi Xiang's instructions, quickly helped the old man and the children up, walked away quickly, and evacuated to a safe area.

The process was orderly and nothing unexpected happened.

Not long after, the congested flow of people finally evacuated.

"boom!"

In an instant, a wall of the broken temple immediately fell over. It even moved its whole body, and even the roof was broken in a corner. The bricks and tiles really collapsed, and it piled up into a small hill in a mess.

"Hiss!"

Seeing this, many people gasped for a breath of air conditioning, their hearts were almost suffocating, and their sweat was surging.

"It's so dangerous, so dangerous!"

Seeing this scene, a group of children stopped crying and stared blankly at the ruined temple, full of tender pupils. But they didn't understand what was going on.

Of course, they didn't understand, but the adults knew it. In a shock, the women hurried home with their children in their arms, not allowing them to stay in such a dangerous place.

“It’s so scary…”

A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, who might be a village cadre, hurried to Qi Xiang, held his hands tightly, and said gratefully: "Brother, thank you, thank you so much."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Qi Xiang smiled and said, "It's just a matter of raising hands, so you're welcome."

"What you want, you must." The middle-aged man said fortunately: "If it weren't for you, we would probably... be grateful for your life-saving kindness, and we must repay you."

“That’s, that’s…”

When others heard this, they nodded and spoke in a lingering manner to express their gratitude.

"By the way, brother, I look pretty good. I haven't seen you before, you are..."

Suddenly, someone said, "You are here to collect things too?"

"...Yes." Qi Xiang nodded decisively, secretly praising the man as he was really eye-catching and avoiding him from going around in circles.

On the side, several antique dealers were anxious. The leader of Brother Cao made a quick decision and shouted anxiously: "He...he, he is our partner..."

"Oh?" A group of villagers looked at Qi Xiang naturally and waited for his reply.

Qi Xiang smiled, her eyes full of cunning: "I don't know them and I, I'm not a partner."

"……Depend on!"

Brother Cao was angry. Who came to worship the pier just now, but why did he turn his back on him in a blink of an eye? If he heard his voice, Qi Xiang would definitely tell him clearly what it means to be one moment and another.

"If you don't know, that's easy."

At the same time, the middle-aged man walked towards the antique dealers with a stern face, then pointed to the entrance of the village and said, "You guys, you can leave now!"

"Why?" Someone was stunned and shouted instinctively.

"Because our village is not welcome." The middle-aged man said ruthlessly. He was very angry. If these people hadn't said they wanted to buy some old goods, they wouldn't have almost caused a disaster.

If something really happens, he, the village chief, will probably end up doing it. No, or in other words, he will just stole the corpse in the ruined temple and no longer need to worry about any trouble after his death.

When the middle-aged man thinks of this terrible result, he is naturally very scared, and then he has a stomach full of evil fire. He must vent it if he holds it in, and a few antique dealers were identified as the culprit.

Well, even if you take your anger, you deserve a few people to be unlucky. Who told them to shout randomly that led to a group of villagers rushing over. Do you blame yourself if you don’t vent your anger on them?

As for people, the easiest thing to forgive is themselves. A group of villagers easily ignore their mistakes and directly keep their accounts on several antique dealers. Now that the village chief has made his debut, a person naturally glares at him, and even has impulsiveness, directly picking up a hoe to intimidate...

"What are you doing? What do you want to do?" Several antique dealers were startled and quickly stepped back.

"If you don't leave yourself, don't blame us for knocking you away."

A young man shouted: "You disaster stars, get out quickly..."

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Others agreed in unison, beating gongs and drums and bamboo sticks in a mess.

Several antique dealers turned pale, but they also knew that the people of the countryside were tough, and they were definitely asking for trouble to reason with them. At that moment, they glared at Qi Xiang fiercely and immediately fled away in shame.

At this time, the villagers seemed to have won a battle. They were laughing and cheering. For them, driving away a few antique dealers was nothing.

As the common people of the Luoyi Shendu, a group of villagers have received many antique collectors. They know very well that as long as they dug something in the ancient temple and when the wind comes out, a large number of Taobao people will definitely come in, and it is not bad for a few people now.

The middle-aged man was very satisfied after driving away the "bad guests". Then he turned around and said, "You guys go and see what those guys found just now."

"I'll get it..." Several young men rushed up.

But the others learned their lessons and stood aside and waited far away, not joining in the fun.

"The village chief, it's money..."

After a while, a few young people rushed back excitedly, and each of them held a pile of coins in their hands. When they arrived at a wide place, everyone surrounded them and watched.

Some of the coins were covered with mud and some were rusted and could not see clearly their original appearance. However, unexpectedly, these coins were not round square-hole copper coins. They were solid coins.

"Hey, are modern coins? It doesn't seem to be very valuable." The man was very disappointed.

“…It looks like the ocean during the Republic of China.”

Suddenly, someone asked to remind him. A group of people looked at him and found that the person who asked to remind him was their life-savior Qi Xiang.

The middle-aged man quickly pushed the villagers around him away. Then he walked to Qi Xiang with a few coins, smiled and asked for advice: "Brother, do you think this is a big ocean?"

"It looks quite like..." Qi Xiang was not sure and reached out and said, "Can I see it?"

"Of course." The middle-aged man handed over a few coins directly.

As soon as Qi Xiang took it, she felt that the weight of these coins was not light. Of course, it is not ruled out that the coins were covered with mud rust and there were many additional weights.

He wiped off the mud rust on the surface of a coin with his fingertips and vaguely saw some textured patterns on the coin.

"Well, it's indeed the ocean."

Qi Xiang carefully identified and confirmed: "However, it is not the common Yuan Datou, but Ying Yang."

"Yingyang?"

The middle-aged man was stunned: "What's that?"

"Mexican Eagle Ocean."

Qi Xiang smiled and explained: "During the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, a large number of foreign coins poured into China, including the Spanish-born, Mexican eagle, French Indochina, Japanese-long, and British-station foreign countries."

"These coins, followed by the Longyang minted by the Qing government itself, and the silver dollars issued by Yuan Shikai during the Republic of China, which is what everyone often calls Yuan Datou, and Sun Xiaotou issued by the Nanjing government..."

Qi Xiang said in a casual manner: "The people call these coins all the oceans."

“That is, this is a foreign currency.”

The middle-aged man nodded ignorantly and asked the most critical question: "Is it valuable?"

"Haha, this is hard to say. After all, there are many versions of the Mexican Yingyang. The versions are different and the prices are different. However, after all, it was something from the Republic of China. After Yuan Datou was released, it was gradually replaced, and the quantity was relatively small."

Qi Xiang pondered: "So even the ordinary version should be worth two or three hundred yuan."

"It's only two or three hundred yuan..." The middle-aged man was naturally disappointed.

"There are dozens of eagle-yangs here. After you clean it with alcohol, you can go to a special antique shop to find an expert to identify it. Maybe there are precious categories."

Qi Xiang smiled and said, "If you are lucky, there is a rare version that can cost more than 10,000 yuan..."

When the middle-aged man heard the sound, his eyes lit up immediately, and then he said anxiously: "Hurry, hurry up, put away all the coins, and slowly clean them up, don't lose them."

Qi Xiang smiled and took the opportunity to ask: "Is this a land temple in the Republic of China?"

"It should be..."

The middle-aged man asked the villagers to keep all the coins before turning around and turning back: "It has been more than a hundred years. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was abandoned for a period of time as a place where firewood was piled in the village."
Chapter completed!