Treasure hunt begins in England

Chapter 29 Gold
According to the slate, the entire village has a history of six to seven hundred years.The reason why this village is named after an angel is because it is said that some kind of miracle has been shown around the village and is considered to be related to the angel Michael.

"So that's the case. I must have made a mistake before." After reading the content carved on this stone slab, Liang En immediately realized it.

When he came to the ruins of this village before, he subconsciously thought that the third word "Holy Place" among the four words he found in the book before referred to the church in the village.

In fact, this kind of judgment can't be wrong, because in ordinary villages, the church may be the only one that can be connected with the sacred.

But if there is a miracle in this village, then the "holy place" naturally does not refer to the small church in the village, but the place where the miracle appeared.

After confirming this new clue, Liang En looked at the setting sun in the west, put away the tools on his back, and walked down the path by the side of the village.

Although it was getting dark now, considering that the destination was only a few hundred meters away, he decided to take a look instead of returning to the city.

Because it is not only the village that has been abandoned, but the entire area.So not long after leaving the village, the path that was barely recognizable before had disappeared, leaving only the knee-deep grass.

Fortunately, there were no dangerous snakes, insects or beasts on the island of Ireland. In addition, Liang En had considered going out today and wore clothing suitable for outdoor activities, so this situation did not cause him too much trouble.

After 10 minutes, he went the wrong way so many times that he had to approach the destination several times, but found that there was a three-to-four-meter-high steep cliff in front of him and had to detour, and finally arrived at the destination. .

This is a small hillside that looks about five or six stories high, surrounded by a flat river, with only scattered shrubs dotted in it.

On the top of the mountain, there is a stone cross that looks quite old, about as tall as a person.At the same time the overall look is very dilapidated, even the two cross arms have fallen off the cross and fell to the side.

The mountain was very quiet, except for the occasional chirping of birds and the rustling of the wind blowing through the surrounding grass, only Liang En's heavy breathing from strenuous exercise was left.

After briefly looking around the cross, he didn't find any other landmarks, only two or three car tire-sized stones scattered around.

It may be because people who lived around here had prayed or made pilgrimages here, so Liang En found some symbols of the cross engraved on those stones.

But other than that, there is no trace of human activity around.

"Now there is only the last 12 that has not been cracked." After finding a stone and sitting down, Liang En looked at the dilapidated cross that had turned into a stone pillar and began to think.

Since the information in that book has now led him to this place, it must not be purely for the purpose of torturing people.

When the previous three information all point to a certain place, this 12 should be no exception, and it should indicate the specific location of what I am looking for through some means.

At this moment, the sun began to slowly set towards the horizon.Because the sun was directly shining on his face, Liang En turned his face to the side to avoid the direct sunlight entering his eyes, but he happened to see the shadow of the cross falling beside him.

"Shadow—yes, shadow!" This shadow reminded Liang En all of a sudden.If the current dilapidated cross is used as a sundial pointer, then the 12 fingers are likely to be the position of the shadow of the cross at 12 noon.

Thinking of this, he stepped forward to check where the cross was broken.Sure enough, it was found that the falling arms of the cross were destroyed by people, rather than falling naturally.

Judging from the condition of the fracture of this cross, this thing has been damaged for more than a hundred years.Considering the power of religious forces at that time, vandalizing a cross was obviously a very abnormal situation.

The intentionally damaged cross obviously verified from the side that there is indeed something out of the ordinary in this place, so Liang En took out his previous probe and began to explore a little bit north along the cross.

Because this is the northern hemisphere, the shadows must be to the north of those objects at 12 o'clock, so the area he needs to search is not too large.

Soon, the probe in his hand poked something hard about 1.5 meters from the bottom of the cross.After realizing that the thing was only about half a meter above the ground, Liang En immediately took out the shovel and started digging.

Fortunately, the top of this hill is full of soft soil, so it is not too difficult to dig.Soon, he cleaned up the soil on the ground, revealing a 1m square stone slab below.

"Finally found it." Seeing the stone slab, Liang En immediately put down the shovel in his hand, then took out the camera from his pocket and took pictures of the hole dug out and the stone slab under the hole.

Since the last time his photos increased the value of the pistol he sold, he has made a conscious effort to photograph himself digging for future use.

There was a logo engraved on the stone slab that Liang En didn't recognize, but presumably it was the coat of arms of that Jacques de Brian.At that time, the French with the word de in their middle names were basically nobles, so it is not surprising to have their own coat of arms.

Lifting the stone slab vigorously, a black box appeared directly in front of his eyes.The box was placed in a small pit the same size as the stone slab, and the surrounding area was consciously filled with fine sand.

The box itself is not too big, it looks like a square box with a side length of 50 cm.After cleaning up the surrounding sand, Liang En found that it was a flat box, about as thick as an adult's palm.

"Huh?!" After cleaning out the box thoroughly, he tried to pick it up.It turned out that the weight of the box far exceeded his imagination, and Liang En, who was not prepared in advance, almost lost his waist.

After standing with his waist supported for a few seconds, Liang En was ready to try to move the box again, only to find that he could only drag the box around and couldn't pick it up at all.

But in the process of moving the box, he also gradually felt that the weight of the box might exceed 100kg.

"It's so heavy, it can't be gold, right?" There aren't many things with such a density in this world, so Liang En guessed what the box probably contained in an instant.

After judging that there was a high probability that the contents in the box would not be oxidized, Liang En realized that it was absolutely impossible for him to move the box down the mountain by himself, and started to unpack the box.

First, the pocket knife I carried with me scraped off a layer of asphalt on the outside of the box, exposing the box itself with the iron sheet underneath.Then he stuffed the flat end of the stick into the gap in the box and pried it hard.

"Boom—" The already rotten lid of the box was pried aside in an instant, and the contents of the box shone golden in the afterglow of the setting sun.

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