From the entrance of the tomb, almost halfway through, Canghai felt that the temperature had risen a little, but this was not a comfortable thing, because walking in the tomb made Canghai always feel that something was wrong.

When he arrived at the door of the tomb, the gate that Canghai encountered last time had been opened, Canghai carefully observed the tomb door, and finally couldn't help but smile a little.

Last time, Canghai and other servants tossed in front of this tomb door for a long time and didn't know how to open it, until now Canghai didn't know how stupid he was, whether a few people pushed or pulled, or lifted up, no one thought that this tomb door was pushed to both sides, just like two stone sliding doors, untied a very simple stone buckle, and pushed the tomb to both sides in two pieces.

Do you say this thing is stupid or not? Canghai laughed secretly in his heart, and at the same time carried the room into the tomb.

The door of the tomb is a bit like the door of the house, but the tomb chamber is much higher, about three and a half to four meters high.

Canghai entered the tomb for the first time, and he was very curious about everything, and as soon as he entered the tomb, he looked around.

Directly opposite the sea was a wall, and it was a bit inappropriate to say that it was a wall, because it was made of piles of wood, or rather a pile of branches, each of which was about the same length and thickness, as thick as an arm, and as long as an arm, and so on for each one. From the ground to the top of the tomb.

In the middle of the wooden strip in a passage, at the same time, there is something similar to the shadow wall in front of Canghai's direct sight, in front of the shadow wall, the old man Xu Sheng is holding the lamp, motionless looking at the words on the shadow wall, looking at the old man's state is fascinated.

Canghai didn't scratch Xu Sheng's old man, he came in to take a look, and found that the shadow wall was full of words, and they were all bent, uneven in thickness, and it looked a little like some ugly books now, Canghai really didn't have much research on calligraphy, and he didn't know anything about gold and stone, and after looking at it for a while, he just felt that the words on the shadow wall were a little interesting.

After raising his feet and passing the shadow wall, Canghai saw a huge stone square box, saying that the square box was not right, it was a bit like a coffin bed, which was placed in the coffin of the tomb owner. It's just that now there is only this stone coffin bed, and I don't know if the coffin and other things have been gotten out, or whatever, anyway, I haven't seen it.

Next to the coffin bed, Qu Guowei and Xu Sheng held a lamp and looked up at the top of their heads like a big fool.

Canghai looked up curiously, and was immediately fascinated by what he saw.

On the top of the tomb is a fresco, the color is very simple, there are only three colors, red, black and white, what is the content of the mural, the four corners are the stars in the sky, and in the middle is a bird, or what looks like a bird, and now this thing is spreading its wings.

I can't understand the words on the shadow wall, but Canghai still has some understanding of painting, just from the line of the mural above the head, you can see the technique of the person who painted the mural, the lines are smooth and natural, whether it is the stars or the bird in the middle, it is a smart look. Although it is only three colors, it gives a sense of natural richness.

"How?"

I don't know how long I watched it, but Qu Guowei's voice suddenly sounded in Canghai's ears.

Canghai turned his head to look at it, and couldn't help but let out a sigh, because he looked at the mural above his head for a long time, Canghai's neck was a little unbearable, and he hurt his neck a little when he was in a hurry.

While rubbing his neck, Canghai said to Qu Guowei: "You scared me!"

Qu Guowei smiled and asked again, "What do you think of this mural?"

"What do I think, it must be a treasure, but where is the coffin on it?"

"This may be the coffin," Qu Guowei stretched out his hand and pointed to the stone platform in the middle.

Canghai said: "Don't be kidding, this is the coffin bed, you think I don't understand, I told you that I have watched a few episodes of the tomb documentary."

Qu Guowei couldn't help but laugh softly twice when he heard Canghai say that: "You kid, haven't you noticed anything special about this tomb?"

"A special place?" Canghai turned his head and looked around, but he really didn't see anything special, except for the 'firewood pile' next to him.

So Canghai stretched out his finger and asked, "This?"

"This thing is not, this thing will be called yellow intestine question in the future."

As soon as I heard the four words of the yellow intestine inscription, Canghai suddenly felt that his three views collapsed, I had seen the yellow intestine inscription in the book before, and the description was called a high-end ah, what gold and jade masonry are light, and now I really see this thing, it is actually a pile of wood, like a firewood pile at home, but it is neatly placed and has risen to the top of the tomb.

"It's just such a thing called Huang Duo, what about the festival?" Canghai said in a muffled voice.

Qu Guowei was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and soon the old man stretched out his finger: "That's what I'm talking about!"

"This?" Cang Hai looked down at the coffin bed next to him, this thing is not surprising, almost seventy centimeters high, similar to the table, there are some carvings around, the previous people's carvings are like that, the Chinese pursue the god-like but like, so the periphery of this coffin bed is some very general patterns, not even a word.

Qu Guowei said: "You think it was modern at that time, and all the bronze tools used at that time were bronze, do you know that the bronze was soft, and this stone bar was very hard, you can imagine how difficult it was ......for people to chisel out such smooth stones with bronze tools at that time."

Canghai was puzzled and asked, "How do you know that they use bronze tools?"

"At that time, there were no modern tools, not even iron smelting, you know that iron swords were popular, it was all in the Han Dynasty, and the Qin Dynasty still used bronze weapons," Qu Guowei explained.

Canghai asked rhetorically: "Why do you have to use iron tools to get this thing, I think it's a very simple thing, as long as there are enough people, you can grind this thing out with a stone, right?"

Hearing Canghai's explanation, Qu Guowei couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to come back to his senses: "The angle you kid thinks is very special, a little reasonable."

"It's not reasonable, it's that sometimes you look at things too complicated, like pyramids, countless people guess how the pyramids were built, how the big boulders were transported from how far and far away, and some people say that they were built by aliens, thinking that the previous production technology could not do this at all, in fact, a book was unearthed, which described in detail how the pyramids were built, after seeing this book, everyone was stunned, and then they felt that oh it turned out that the Egyptians did not use any advanced knowledge is to rely on how hard people grind, like this stone, bronze is not able to deal with it, but what about stonesA person who does it all his life may not be able to do it, what about ten people, a hundred people, you also think too much, they used to be slaves, human life is not valuable, grinding 24 hours a day, grinding to death a group of these slave owners and then changing another batch ......".

"I'll go!"

Qu Guowei was a little dumbfounded after hearing Canghai's side for a while.

At this time, suddenly Zhang Gong's voice sounded: "Canghai is right, in fact, it is a matter of kung fu, willing to spend kung fu iron rod can be sharpened into embroidery needles, let alone this thing."

When Canghai saw Zhang Gong coming, he opened his mouth and asked, "Where is the coffin on this?"

Zhang Gong shook his head: "When I came in, it was like this, it was empty, there was not even a piece of wood slag, we also tested it, there was no coffin on it, the owner of the tomb may have been placed directly here, after thousands of years, the body has long been gone, and this thing is left."

Canghai asked again: "Have you figured it out, who is the owner of this tomb, and has the epitaph been found?"

Zhang Gong said with a smile: "The epitaph is hundreds of years later, where is the epitaph in this era, if you want to know who the owner of the tomb is, you have to find it from the things that accompany the burial, and some of the things that accompany the tomb will have inscriptions, through these inscriptions, our archaeologists speculate according to the ancient books, we now only know that this may be surnamed Cang, or may be surnamed Ji, and you should know the origin of Cang's family."

"Then has the inscription been found in this tomb?" asked Qu Guowei.

Zhang Gong said with a bitter face: "Now all that is left in this tomb are some clay pots and pottery, and the original large bronzes have long been gone. Several burial chambers were empty".

"What did the tomb robbers do?" Canghai asked.

Zhang Gongdao: "It's not a tomb robber, it's the descendants of this tomb owner, I'm afraid that this tomb owner died and didn't think that the things in his tomb would be stolen by future generations, right?"

Canghai smiled and quipped: "What if the owner of the tomb doesn't regret it, he won't need it anyway, the descendants of the descendants are living in poverty, and they can't open the pot to drink, take him something to go on a business trip, and he is an ancestor who is embarrassed to say anything?"

"......" Zhang Gong was speechless at this moment.

Qu Guowei said with a smile: "This kid loves to raise the bar today, don't pay attention to him!"

Zhang Gong said with a smile: "I don't think it's strange, I think he really did this with his temperament!"

When Canghai heard this, he immediately waved his hand and said: "Don't harm me, I know about this place later than you, to be honest, I have lived here for many years, I don't know that there is such a big tomb hidden here, if I know, if I don't say anything else, the mural on the top of the tomb will not be kept for you, I will get it back and build it in the study."

"You're not afraid of disgust, you can put the things in the tomb on the walls of your house," Qu Guowei said speechlessly.

Zhang Gong said: "It's really not wrong, it seems that you have passed on the character of your ancestor!"

Canghai was stunned: "What do you say?"

Zhang Gongdao: "This tomb robber, stole valuable things, replaced with some rough clay pots and pottery, at first glance it was used by ordinary people at that time, according to the shape of the vessel, that is, the matter of the Qing Dynasty, the earliest and the earliest in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, the original treasury on either side was full of precious metals, but there was nothing left except for a cake of small horseshoe gold......."

"That writing on the wall doesn't look like it's Qingzhong, right?" asked Canghai.

Zhang Gong said with a smile: "That's not, the time when the word was written may be in the period of five dynasties and ten kingdoms, which means that there are at least two groups of people who have come in this tomb, it seems that your old Cang family has a tradition of robbing the tombs of your ancestors."

Canghai: "......"

After a while, he asked, "How do you know that our surname Cang did it?"

Zhang Gong waved at Canghai: "Come here!"

Canghai curiously followed Zhang Gong around a corner, bypassing the 'firewood pile' and coming to an ear room next to him.

"See for yourself!"

Canghai curiously leaned over to take a look, and when Qu Guowei held the lamp in his hand closer, he found a line of words written on the wall with a brush: Disdain for descendants Canggu Xing to cry!

Qu Guowei smiled at this time: "Your old Cang family is really interesting, if you steal the graves of your ancestors, you will throw them one by one, and it will be over, even if you steal from generation to generation, you will steal from generation to generation!

"Then can I apply now that this tomb belongs to my family, my ancestor, this tomb is naturally our family's, return all the things in it to me!" Canghai said with a straight face.

Zhang Gong said: "The underground tomb will be the state for 800 years."

"This is unreasonable, my ancestors will be yours in eight hundred years, and it's too nonsense!" Canghai pouted and said.

"It's a state rule!"

Suddenly, the ancestors of 800 years ago even the ancestral tombs are yours, is there any place to reason?"

Canghai continued to scold Zhang Gong, he didn't care whose tomb it belonged to, and who it didn't belong to. It's just because Zhang Gong, the old boy, is now embarrassing Canghai, does the surname Cang have to be the surname Cang in Sijiaping Village?

To be honest, stealing the ancestral tomb is too embarrassing in Canghai's eyes.