The shape of the fire sickle resembles a curved scythe, which gives it a more realistic name, and the fire sickle is a general term for ignition tools, which is composed of three parts: fire sickle, flint, and fire rope.

The fire sickle is made of iron, and the flint is made of stone from the river beach; The stone that can be used as flint has to go through the long-term erosion of the river water and the collision and friction between the stones, leaving a condensed stone with a hard bottom and sparks when impacting at high speed; is the best flint.

There are also flints selected from ores, which are of high purity; It works best with a fire sickle.

The fire rope is also called fire velvet, which is the young leaves of mugwort, which is obtained after drying the mugwort; There are also arquebuses made of cotton wool mixed with mugwort, which are economical, convenient and durable, and are the best choice for storing fire.

Artemisia is a perennial herbaceous plant of the Asteraceae family, which has the effects of antibacterial, anti-mildew, anti-insect, antitussive and expectorant; It was used to light and store fire was a major discovery of ancient people.

The use of fire plays a vital role in the development of human civilization, and if the human fire tools are a topic, I am afraid it can be divided into: drilling wood for fire, flint for fire, matches, and lighters for four stages.

The generation of drilling wood for fire and flint for fire is a primitive society in the early stage of human civilization, and primitive people gradually changed from passive preservation of fire to active fire. This change is supposed to have occurred by chance while making the tool.

It can be inferred from this that the production of flint for fire should have begun in the Paleolithic period; When people made simple stone tools out of harder stones, they found that the stones would spark when they hit each other, and from then on, flints were created to make fires.

Whether it is drilling wood for fire or flint for fire, their generation era is undocumented, and can only be simply estimated.

Only the time of the application of the fire sickle can be verified, which should be around 1000 BC when iron tools appeared.

Iron smelting in China was later than in West Asia and Europe, but it is well documented that iron tools existed 3,000 years ago.

Only with iron tools can there be a fire sickle, and the use of fire sickle greatly facilitates people's needs for fire in production and labor and daily life.

After Xue Jin'er picked up a fire sickle, she fumbled around and found a small bag, which contained flint and fire ropes.

Xue Jin'er was excited and rubbed the fire sickle with the flint repeatedly to heat it, and then used the fire sickle to slam the flint downward; The sparks produced by the collision between the two immediately ignited the fire rope that was cushioned under the flint.

After the fire rope burned in Xue Jin'er's hand, it quickly formed a dark light like a firefly, and Xue Jin'er carried the dark light emitted by the fire rope in her hand and looked around for candles and lamps.

Thank God to her ancestors, she actually found a dozen candles on a coffin; Judging from the situation at the scene, people often haunt the place, and the fire sickle and candles are used by people to illuminate.

Xue Jin'er didn't have time to think about it so much, she just blew the dark fire burning with the fire rope into an open flame and made it light the candle.

After the candle was lit, the tomb suddenly brightened, and Xue Jin'er held the candle in her hand and looked around; Only then did it turn out that it was a burial cave, and dozens of coffins were stacked inside.

There are old and new coffins, and some of the old coffins have decayed; The color of the new coffin is also falling off.

"New coffin! Old coffin! Why is this the case? Could it be that there is something greasy in it...... Xue Jin'er muttered in her heart: "There must be a cat greasy, someone used the ancient tomb to put the new coffin in it; What is the purpose of putting the new coffin and the old coffin together......" Xue Jin'er couldn't explain yet.

But Xue Jin'er suddenly had the idea of solving the mystery, and said to herself with confidence: "I may have entered the center of the mystery, and one step forward can clear the fog and see the sunny sky; Open the new coffin and find out what ......"

Xue Jin'er thought in her heart, so she walked to a white stubble coffin and put the candle in her hand on the other coffin to illuminate it; Reach out your hands to lift the lid of this coffin.

However, Xue Jin'er took a lot of effort, and the coffin lid didn't move at all.

Xue Jin'er was very frustrated, and put the candle on the coffin back in her hand and watched around the coffin that could not be opened; Only to find that the coffin lid was nailed with large iron nails.

Xue Jin'er sighed "oh" and said, "I see! The more you crucify Miss Ben, the more you have to uncover it! ”

Xue Jin'er thought in her heart and wanted to find something that could be used as a crowbar to pry the coffin, but the search for a long time was fruitless; Suddenly remembered his horizontal flute sharp knife, and reached out to touch it on his waist.

Xue Jin'er took off the sharp knife of the transverse flute and used the tip of the knife to pry, and said goodbye fiercely once or twice; The lid of the coffin slowly cracked with a "rattle-rattle-clack-" sound.

Xue Jin'er finally pried the lid of the coffin open, and lifted it to reveal half of the bottom of the coffin; When I took a candle and looked at it, I saw a man lying on his stomach inside.

The man was lying in the coffin instead of lying, and the back of his head was cut alive; Dried up, blood stained all over the brain, vaguely visible......

Xue Jin'er was so frightened that she almost screamed, and when she died, she cut the back of her head open; She'd never seen anything like it.

Xue Jin'er hurriedly closed the lid of the coffin; But she heard a strange sound not far away, and Xue Jin'er was so frightened that she ran away; But the strange sound grew louder and louder.

Xue Jin'er calmed down and thought that she had kung fu; Even if you cheat the corpse, you can deal with what you are afraid of......

I thought about it in my heart, holding a candle in one hand; In one hand, he carried a sharp knife of the transverse flute and walked in the direction of the sound.

The sound came from a new coffin parked in the depths of the tomb, and Xue Jin'er's heart jumped in her hand when she approached: Could it be that the corpse fraud really happened? Otherwise, there would be a noise inside the coffin......

Xue Jin'er thought for a while and suddenly calmed down, and she gave herself the courage to say: "I'm afraid of his mother's feet, it's a person or Miss Ghost, I want to see it with my own eyes!" ”

Xue Jin'er thought about it in her heart, and took 100 courage to walk to the coffin that kept ringing; As soon as he grabbed the lid of the coffin, a person came out.

The man was thrown hand and foot bound in the coffin, his mouth wide open but unable to speak; It's just that the feet keep struggling to knock the coffin wall into the thump.

Xue Jin'er's hair suddenly stood up, and she took a few steps back in horror; Only then did I remember that this coffin was a little strange, why did it open it as soon as it was lifted just now?

Xue Jin'er put away her panic, returned to the coffin and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The person lying on his back in the coffin saw Xue Jin'er asking, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Xue Jin'er had an idea, and suddenly remembered Tang Xiaoye, the son of Chen Ting, the old woman of Guangyuan, and Xing'er, a scholar; The mood immediately became excited, and he asked coldly: "Are you Tang Xiaoye?" Stars? ”

The person lying in the coffin heard Xue Jin'er call out the names of Tang Xiaoye and Xing'er, and suddenly burst into tears.

Xue Jin'er's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly helped the cryer up from the coffin; Help him get out of the coffin, untie the rope that binds his feet, and ask again: "Are you Tang Xiaoye or Xing'er!" ”

The man who was untied pointed to himself with his finger, and then to a coffin not far away, and his mouth was still unanswered, and he didn't know what he was saying.

The person who walked out of the coffin couldn't speak, but Xue Jin'er saw that he was a little guy and already understood that he was Tang Xiaoye's scholar star; My eyes filled with tears.

Xue Jin'er and Wei Yan analyzed at the Changwei Inn in Wuzhang Wenwen: Tang Xiaoye, the son of Guangyuan's old woman, and Xing'er, the scholar boy, did not die, but were made dumb to work as coolies there; Now it is proved that Xue Jin'er's original inference was not wrong.

Xue Jin'er thought in her heart and asked again: "Are you Xing'er?" ”

The little girl had a bright smile on her face and kept nodding to Xue Jin'er; He also dragged her to the coffin, lifted the lid of the coffin, and pointed at the person lying inside, and squeaked and whined.

Xue Jin'er reacted quickly and asked, "Xing'er, is this your master Tang Xiaoye?" ”

Xing'er grabbed Xue Jin'er's hand and grinned tightly, nodding incessantly.

Xue Jin'er asked Xing'er why did your master die, why are you alive, Xing'er gestured with his hand, but he couldn't understand.

Xue Jin'er was in a heavy mood, and she remembered the jade Qingsan given by the medicine beetle master, and said that it was a miracle medicine that cured all diseases.

Mrs. Yao said that, Jin'er herself had just sprinkled some on the wound on the back of her head; Now there is no pain at all, and it is not possible to make Yu Qingsan able to make Xing'er speak.

Xue Jin'er thought about it excitedly, so she took out a small medicine gourd from her pocket and gave it to Xing'er: "Xing'er, you have been made dumb by someone, you can talk if you can't take some medicine!" ”

Xue Jin'er said, asking Xing'er to spread out his palm and pour a little jade into his palm; Xing'er lowered her head and licked it with her tongue.

Soon I saw Xing'er's face red and red ears, and her eyes rolling; ran wildly on the ground a few times, and suddenly shouted out a cool northern Sichuan dialect: "Sister......"