Chapter 8: The Tomb (Repair)

Breathing a little fast, Shan Xiao followed behind the group of people, and his eyes under the lenses slowly became gloomy.

He was resting that day and didn't have to go to work, and soon after he got up, the door of his house was knocked open from the outside, and this group of people broke into his house and restrained him, and then he came directly to this place, a nightmare place that he never dared to recall.

But when he followed this group of people into the tomb, he immediately found that it was different, this was not the Xia Dynasty tomb twenty years ago.

There was actually another tomb under the ancient tomb of the Xia Dynasty, so what did these people bring him here for?

This group of people did not enter through the entrance of the tomb, but directly entered the tomb with a thief, and the place where they came down was a side room in the tomb.

The matching room is not big, and there are some pottery and porcelain for burial in it, many of which have been destroyed, and this group of tomb robbers is obviously not interested in these tattered ceramic fragments, and they are about to go to the next burial chamber with a scolding attitude.

Hey...... Butterfly?

The porcelain shard at their feet was carved with a fluttering phoenix-tailed butterfly, exactly the same as the one they had encountered in the mountains and forests before.

"Hey, hurry up, don't grind!!" The thug who followed behind Shan Xiao saw him standing still and pushed him hard.

There was no defense at all, and along the way, Shan Xiao, who was obviously a little unable to keep up with his body, stumbled forward and was about to fall, but the dark-skinned middle-aged man who had been standing aside stretched out his hand and helped him in time.

"Be careful."

Shan Xiao was startled, his heart jumped up, and he felt that his eyes were black, and it took a while to ease up.

"Thank you."

"Let's go, or these people will be rough again."

The middle-aged man who supported Shan Xiao was Dashun, the father of Axi, who was forcibly taken up the mountain by someone from the Chen family with a gun to his head.

"Hmm."

When Dashun was first coerced into the mountain, he was hostile to these people, but later he knew that Shan Xiao, like himself, had eased his attitude towards him a lot, and even helped him many times.

Shan Xiao and Da Shun followed those people to another matching room, which was different from the previous matching room full of pottery and porcelain, it seems that this tomb owner is very fond of refining pills, there are a lot of tripod vessels in it, some large and some small, on the other side there are stone beads, animal teeth, animal skins, etc., and there are some bells with exquisite workmanship, and there are bottles and jars placed on the wall, and I don't know what is inside.

The people of the Chen family approached those tripod vessels and probed their brains inside, and after finding that there was nothing inside, they all showed disgusted expressions.

"Master Cheng, this tomb owner is really a poor ghost, and the funeral goods are actually such broken things!" A person took a sip, and then raised his foot and kicked Da Ding on the side.

"You know a fart, don't look at these dings are dusty, if you get them out, it can be sold for millions, I heard that there was a blue-eyed gringo who was collecting things before!" The bearded man said, his eyes shining as he looked at the dings.

"Really...... Then let's hurry up, get a few out, and we can get a house! ”

"There's something wrong, such a big thing, how do you get it out!!"

"There are a few small ones there, hurry up and pack them up and take them away!"

Shan Xiao watched as those people stuffed a few small dings into their backpacks, and their whole face turned black.

Compared to that man, these made him feel even more hateful.

Thinking like this, his face couldn't help but become gloomy, what those people were doing, Shan Xiao didn't know anymore, and it wasn't until Dashun on the side pushed him that he came back to his senses.

Those people were already thinking about another burial chamber and walking, if they didn't follow, the thug who was in charge of guarding them would be rough again, Shan Xiao nodded lightly, and then followed.

Walk through the tomb road for a short time, walk into the main tomb chamber, the tomb is full of brilliant gems, even the walls are inlaid with fist-sized gems, there are everlasting lamps standing around, the half-meter-high copper pillar is parked with a phoenix tail butterfly with open wings, the lifelike phoenix butterfly with a pair of antennae is holding a small dish, the small dish is filled with thousands of years of inexhaustible oil, the tomb ceiling hangs down six ball-sized bells, the bell is carved with a very delicate phoenix butterfly flying picture, and there is a royal blue flow of whiskers hanging down, There is a coffin behind the hanging bell, the coffin is covered with a royal blue coffin cover, and there is a golden bell with the size of a ping-pong ball hanging on the side of the coffin sleeve, and the coffin cover is embroidered with ten thousand butterflies flying, one of which is a black gold tail butterfly is very conspicuous, and there is a row of dry corpses kneeling behind the coffin, those corpses are prostrate, their hands folded in front of them, and their foreheads are close to the back of their hands, which is actually a great bow to kneel.

Shan Xiao used to be a top student in the Department of Archaeology, and he also had a certain understanding of the etiquette of various dynasties, because of the relationship between his adoptive father and that person, he also had a certain amount of research on tombs, but he had never seen such a thing.

Ancient princes would use slaves and prisoners of war to be buried, but generally would not kneel directly in the tomb like this, but there would be a burial chamber, and looking at the corpses of those prostrate and kneeling, it did not look like slaves or prisoners of war at all, but more like reverence.

Shan Xiao couldn't tell what that feeling was, just like these corpses kneeling in the coffin were not people, but gods, thinking about it, his body suddenly stiffened, and he couldn't help but take a step back, the feeling he felt here was completely wrong, very wrong.

Those people in the Chen family had long been attracted by the gems that filled the tomb, and even the thug who had been following Shan Xiao and Dashun and was in charge of guarding couldn't help but run over.

When Dashun walked to the door of the tomb, he was already so frightened that he knelt on the ground when he saw the coffin and the prostrate corpse inside.

Since childhood, I have been taught by my elders that the mountain god lives in the mountain, and I have a sense of awe for the mountain, but now when I see the house full of gems, I don't dare to be tempted at all, and I knelt down on my knees and kowtowed three times to the coffin in the tomb.

When Dashun stood up, he was hit by Shan Xiao, who was retreating in front, thinking that the other party was unwell again, so he stretched out his hand to help him.

"Mr. Shan, be careful."

The people in the burial chamber are like magic barriers, stuffing those gems into backpacks and pockets, and even some people walk towards the coffin in the middle, they want to open the coffin, and the person who walks in front directly opens the hanging bell, making a crisp "jingling" sound, although the patterns on these hanging bells are very exquisite, but compared with those gems, it is simply not worth mentioning, thinking about it, the action of picking up the opening is even a little rude.

Shan Xiao thought about the sound of the bell, his heart couldn't help jumping, and a place on his back actually began to heat up slightly.

Then, the few people who were close to the coffin had rudely ripped off the coffin sleeve embroidered with ten thousand butterflies, and the bell on the coffin sleeve made a "jingle bell" sound, and when the jingle sounded, the corpses that were prostrate on the ground moved slightly, but those who had jewels in their eyes and a coffin opening tool did not notice it at all.

And Shan Xiao, who was standing at the door, took in the subtle movements of the corpse, his heart shrank suddenly, and then he jumped quickly, the hot place on his back became more and more clear, and he reached out to pull Dashun on the side.

"Go ......"

"Huh?" Dashun obviously didn't react.

"Quick, get out of this tomb ......"

Without waiting for Shan Xiao's words to finish, those people had already gone to pry the seal on the coffin lid, and soon the seal was pried open, and without the nail, the lid of the coffin slid back lightly as soon as it was pushed.

The sound of the "fluttering" wings sounded from the coffin, as if something was about to fly out of the coffin, and at the same time, the six corpses on the kneeling ground made a "gurgling" sound, and they staggered.

"Corpse ......"

"It's zongzi!!"

Those people all screamed, and hurriedly began to draw their weapons, and for a while, gunshots and screams rang out in the tomb, and those people did not notice that Shan Xiao and Da Shun, who had been standing at the door of the tomb, were gone.

……

Shan Ling followed the "big army" out of the tomb and entered a very long tomb passage, walking for nearly fifteen minutes, but there was no end in sight.

"It's a long tunnel."

"Just get used to it." Si'er chuckled.

"Hey, boss, look at the tomb wall!" The knife walking on the side suddenly spoke.

Everyone stopped, and looked at the place where the knife was pointing, only to see that there was a half-man-high hole in the wall, but it had collapsed, and some dirt was rolling down from it, because the tomb was relatively dark, so no one else found it, and the knife walking on the side happened to step on the mud and stone on the ground, and used the wolf's tooth flashlight in his hand to shine it at his feet, and found it.

"It's a thief hole!" Ah Jun also leaned over.

The old ghost reached out and touched the edge of the robbery hole, and said, "The year of this robbery, the combined age of our people, is not enough to reach this side." ”

"Wow, Uncle Ghost, are you kidding!!"

Wouldn't it take hundreds of years to steal a cave that is older than the years of the people combined!?

Just when the old ghost wanted to say something, there was a sound of footsteps at one end of the tomb, in the ancient tomb, if all the people in his team were there, it would be a very terrifying thing to hear other footsteps, one was to meet other tomb robbers, and the other was to have zongzi!!

The people who were still discussing the robbery hole in the wall of the tomb road a moment ago drew their guns together, and the wolf-eye flashlight in their hands was also aimed at the side where the sound came.

Shan Ling and Ah Xi couldn't react, so they were dragged behind by Si'er.

As the heavy footsteps approached, a withered, hideous face appeared at the corner of the tombway.

", it's a dumpling!!"

"Shoot!!"