Volume 2 Southern Xinjiang Different Mounds Chapter 68 A Wooden Door

These broken cultural relics, Ma Xiwen and others just took a look at them, and then put them back in their original places. Because there are still many unknowns and dangers ahead, they will increase the burden of carrying these antiquities, and secondly, they are afraid that something will further damage these things, so they can only wait for the next time they come to deal with them.

However, I guess the real reason why Ma Xiwen did this is that he didn't take a fancy to these cultural relics, after all, they are all damaged, and even if they are taken out and repaired, there is no great economic value. It's better to move on, look at the current posture, there must be something more complete and more valuable in front of him, how can he lose a big one because of a small one? Moreover, the antiquities in front of you are scarce, and it is not easy to start with no number of pairs of eyes staring at them...... Of course, that's what I and the jar think.

Ever since these antiquities appeared in front of us, everyone gathered around to see what was going on, but one person stayed out of the way, looking at us coldly, as if he was not interested in these treasures at all. He is Situ Feng.

I also found out about Situ Feng's abnormality, but I didn't go forward to ask, because of the internal faction in Cloud Gate, he has always been lukewarm to me, although he can't say that he is hateful, but he is not angry. If I rush up, I'm sure I'll run into a gray nose.

I poked Xu Yunshu beside me, gave her a color, and motioned for her to come forward and ask.

Xu Yunshu comprehended, walked up to Situ Feng and said, "Mr. Situ, you don't seem to be very interested in those cultural relics?" ”

"Disciples of Cloud Gate, they are only interested in those deep and unknown places, although these things are valuable, they are not the goal of our Cloud Gate!" Situ Feng glanced at me as he spoke, "Those Cloud Gate descendants who have been tainted by the world are not real Cloud Gate disciples at all, they will only disgrace their ancestors!" ”

The jar leaned into my ear and reminded, "He's talking about you!" ”

"Just say it!" I didn't pay much attention to it, "I've never considered myself a disciple of the Cloud Gate, and no one has ever told me about the rules and regulations in the Cloud Gate, and they can't control me!" He's exalted to him, let's do ours! This world is very realistic, even the people of Yunmen have to eat and live, and they can't even fill their stomachs without money, so how can they travel around and explore? "My voice is not small, Situ Feng can hear it clearly, and I just want him to hear it.

Situ Feng sneered, and sure enough, he replied to me: "Although some things are very valuable, and they are placed in front of your eyes, they are not something you can take if you want to!" There are many things in this world that you can't think of will happen, be careful to take it, and don't spend it! ”

"Hey, hey, you're cursing us!" When the jar heard this, he was not pleased, and quarreled.

Situ Feng only said to him: "You ask the person behind you, is what I said alarmist?" I think he should know very well! ”

Of course, Tanzi didn't ask me, he also knew what Situ Feng was referring to, and he hadn't experienced this kind of thing, and every time it was a life of death.

Although the whole team stopped for a while because of these broken artifacts, they soon moved forward again. Because we really don't have much food rations, and if we don't find an outlet as soon as possible, we may have nothing to eat for the next meal.

When we reached the end of the cave passage, a tall wooden door lay in front of us. That's right, not a tomb door, but a door made of wood.

"This ......" When he saw this wooden door, even Pu Yifan was a little stunned. Because in such a humid underground environment, wood is very easy to decay, so all tombs of a certain size will choose stone doors as portals. Of course, the material of the coffin will still be wood, but the outer coffin will not be made of wood, and layers of waterproof and moisture-proof measures will be done, such as smearing green paste mud and attaching charcoal.

But the wooden door in front of me is obviously not rotten. Not only is it not rotten, but it is quite well preserved. Wang Yuesheng stepped on the puddle under his feet, shook his head, and felt very incredible. At the top of the cave here hang stalactites of different sizes and shapes, which have been dripping with water for thousands of years, forming stalagmites that protrude out of the ground. Puddles, puddles on the ground, and perennial dry ground are all created as a result.

"This door can't be made of gloomy wood, so if this door is pulled out and sold, how much will it cost to sell it?" The jar is three sentences inseparable from the word "money", and the things in this tomb can always be linked to money, so it is inevitable that Xu Yunshu will roll his eyes. In fact, she has been thinking about how she is an archaeologist and has a relationship with two unprofessional tomb robbers?

The so-called gloomy wood refers to some trees that have buried all the plants and organisms on the ground into low-lying places such as ancient riverbeds by earthquakes, floods, and mudslides, and buried in the silt. Under the state of hypoxia and high pressure, under the action of bacteria and other microorganisms, it is formed through a carbonization process that lasts for tens of millions of years, and the texture is hard. In ancient China, gloomy wood was used as a thing to ward off evil spirits, and made handicrafts, Buddha statues, and amulet pendants.

"No, it's not gloomy wood!" Situ Feng walked to the door, touched the wooden door with his hand, and came to a conclusion.

Pu Yifan also stepped forward to take a closer look and said, "Yes, it's really not gloomy wood." This door is completely different from the material of the gloomy wood carving in my house. ”

"Look, there's someone here!" I said to the altar as I stepped forward to look at it. Although the wooden door was large, it was not like the previous stone door, which was carved with statues of gods and inlaid with coffins. It only has two knockers on top of it, and the rest are two large door panels.

I walked to the door, touched it with my hand, and immediately felt cold on my hand. This kind of coldness is not that kind of cool feeling, but it is similar to ice, but it does not reach the level of cold. Immediately afterwards, there was a chill that spread along the palm of the hand to the forearm, although the palm of the hand did not have any cold reaction, but the arm felt a little numb. When I encountered this situation, I was shocked and quickly retracted my hand.

Situ Feng had been watching me from the side, and when he saw me like this, he asked me coldly, "How is it, what have you found?" ”

"Before you ask someone, can you tell us about yourself?" You're cold and I'm cold, I'll reply directly. Actually, I say this because I don't know where this wooden door came from.

Situ Feng was not polite, and directly said what he knew: "I think this door seems to be made of locking yin wood." ”

"Lock Yin Wood!" I was stunned for a moment.

"Locking the shade wood? What's that? Is it worth more than gloomy wood? "The jar has a question mark on his face.

"Money money, money, you know money!" Xu Yunshu has really heard enough.

Tanzi changed his face with disdain, and said to Xu Yunshu: "You are the eldest lady of a rich and noble family, how can you understand the pain of the people living at the bottom of the society. You don't have to worry about food and clothing, but we people still have to rely on ourselves to earn money and support our families! How can you be as leisurely as you, go out to pick up and deliver the car, and buy things for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands. The money you pay for one thing is enough for our brothers to live for several years! ”