Chapter 135: Shadow of the Ancient Tomb
In November 2019, Lianhai City entered the early winter season.
This winter is a bit colder than usual.
Villagers in Wangjia Village, located at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain in the western suburbs of Lianhai City, have made cotton clothes, stored food, and prepared for winter.
Wang Dequan, who lives in the east of Wangjia Village, is exactly 54 this year and is a well-known bachelor in the village.
When Wang Dequan was a child, his parents were in a car accident when they went to the town to catch the market, and both died, leaving only 14-year-old Wang Dequan, 10-year-old brother Wang Dehua and 8-year-old sister Wang Xiaohua.
Since the death of his parents, Wang Dequan dropped out of school and went home, becoming a father and a mother, and pulling his younger brothers and sisters up.
When his younger brother married his daughter-in-law and his younger sister got married, Wang Dequan's own marriage was delayed.
After a long time, Wang Dequan is also used to living alone, and his younger brother Wang Dehua's family occasionally comes to take care of it.
His younger brother Wang Dehua has a son, Wang Anbang, 22, who got a job as a tour guide at the Qingcheng County Binhai Tourism Development Company after graduating from college this summer.
On November 8th, this day is the solar term of the lunar calendar - the beginning of winter.
The young Wang Anbang finished his work and went home for the holidays.
According to the custom of Qingcheng Mountain, dumplings should be eaten in the beginning of winter.
Wang Dehua's daughter-in-law made dumplings, filled a thermos box, and asked Wang Anbang to send them to his uncle Wang Dequan.
The younger brother Wang Dehua's family lives in the west of Wangjia Village, and the elder brother Wang De's family lives in the east of the village.
In winter, it gets dark very early, Wang Anbang crosses the entire Wangjia Village, and by the time he arrives at the uncle's house, it is already dark.
"Uncle, I'm Anbang, open the door, I'll send you winter solstice dumplings."
Wang Anbang was carrying dumplings in one hand and knocking on the wooden door of Wang De's family with the other, shouting.
The door creaked open from the inside.
Wang De was wearing an army-green cotton coat, a fur hat, cotton shoes, and a large package behind him.
"Uncle? Are you going to go out? ”
Wang Anbang wondered, the weather is cold, the moon is dark and the wind is high, where is the uncle going?
Wang Dequan saw his nephew, his face was surprised, "Anbang, I'm going home today, unfortunately, the uncle is going to go to the mountain, if it's fast, he can come back tomorrow night, and when the uncle comes back, you will have the money to marry your daughter-in-law." ”
Wang Anbang stretched out his head to see that there was a long shovel hanging from the big backpack behind the uncle.
The shape of the shovel is peculiar, the segmented handle, and the slender head are actually Luoyang shovels.
Recently, Qingcheng Mountain is being developed for tourism, and there are rumors that surveyors have found an ancient tomb in the depths of the Wild Monkey Ridge in Qingcheng Mountain.
"Uncle, you're not going to rob the tomb, are you?"
"You kid, why did Uncle go to rob the tomb? Uncle just went into the forest for a stroll, and heard that there were ancient tombs in the mountains, and if he bumped into them, he would bring a few things out. ”
"That's still tomb robbing!"
"Don't say that tomb robbery is so ugly, if I don't take it, there will be other people going in, okay, Anbang, obedient, go home obediently, I want to leave quickly while it gets dark, this time I will be very rewarding to enter the mountain, and then the money for your daughter-in-law will be settled."
Wang Dequan reflexively closed the wooden door and locked it.
Wang Anbang wanted to persuade the uncle not to enter the mountain, but he knew the uncle's temper, from childhood to adulthood, as long as the uncle made up his mind to do something, he would definitely do it.
Wang Dequan took two steps in the direction of the outside of the village, suddenly remembered something, turned around again, and took the thermos box containing dumplings from his nephew Anbang, "I'll take the dumplings to eat on the road, and when you go home, you will say that Uncle I went to the mountains to hunt, don't say that I went to the ancient tomb, understand?" ”
Anbang listened to his uncle the most since he was a child, and now that the uncle commanded, he nodded reflexively.
Wang Dequan's figure disappeared at the entrance of the dark village, but Wang Anbang had unspeakable worries in his heart.
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Deep in the Wild Monkey Ridge of Qingcheng Mountain.
On the winter night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.
Wang Dequan wandered around the mountains and forests for most of the night, and finally found the entrance to the ancient tomb halfway up the mountain in Wild Monkey Ridge.
Because of the rainy weather for more than a month in late autumn, a landslide occurred on the slope of the halfway side of the Wild Monkey Ridge, and a gap appeared in the ancient tomb that had been sleeping underground for many years because of the collapse.
A few days ago, it was discovered by the team members who went into the mountain to survey.
The news that there is an ancient tomb in Qingcheng Mountain spreads at once.
Wang Dequan boldly entered the ancient tomb.
The air inside the tomb is hot and humid, and it is a cold winter outside the mountains and forests, but inside the tomb is like a warm spring.
Under the light of the flashlight, the inside of the ancient tomb is eerie.
Walking through the horizontal corridor of more than ten meters, Wang Dequan found a vertical tomb road.
Ropes were tied to the lighted candlesticks to test the situation under the tomb, which was very deep, more than ten meters, about four or five stories high.
The candle flame was not extinguished, and it was still shaking in one direction.
It shows that there is air circulation under the tomb and people can enter.
Wang Dequan used the rope suspension ladder he brought with him to the bottom of the vertical tomb, illuminated the surroundings with a flashlight, and couldn't help but gasp.
The burial chamber, a very large burial chamber.
The rows of life-size terracotta warriors and horses in the tomb are exactly the same as those in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang introduced on TV.
can be buried with terracotta warriors, and the identity of the owner of the tomb must not be simple.
Wang Dequan was excited in his heart, thinking in his mind, there must be a treasure in the tomb, and when the government finds out here, it will definitely be blocked, and it will not be easy to come in again, so hurry up and take a few valuable things to go now.
The terracotta warriors and horses in front of you will definitely not be able to carry away, but gold, silver, bronze, jade, these small pieces should be valuable.
Wang Dequan searched in the tomb and finally found the coffin.
But the coffin of the owner of the tomb has been opened, and there is a thick layer of dust on it.
The tomb had already been stolen, and nothing of value was left in the coffin.
Discouraged for only two seconds, Wang Dequan came to his senses again.
Everything in the tomb is antique, and it should be worth a lot of money to take a few clay pots!
After making up his mind, Wang Dequan picked out a few pieces of pottery from the tomb that looked strange and valuable, and put them in his backpack together.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the burial chamber behind him.
The tomb was silent, and suddenly there was a sound, could it be a ghost?
Wang Dequan turned around sharply and found a dark shadow flashing in the corner of the tomb.
There seem to be two blood-red dots in the black shadow, could it be the eyes of a ghost?
Wang Dequan's heart rose to his throat.
Knowing that Suosuo's voice became louder and the number of dark shadows increased, Wang Dequan was so frightened that he took a step back and touched a large clay pot near the coffin.
"Bang dang!"
The clay pot shattered.
"Squeak ......"
Another dark shadow emerged from the shattered clay pot.
This time, the black shadow and the voice were close, and Wang Dequan could see it clearly.
It's a big mouse!
Wang Dequan touched his beating heart, and found that he was covered in a cold sweat just now, and couldn't help laughing at himself: "I was almost scared to death by a mouse, and sure enough, people can't do anything wrong." ”
But as soon as he thought that these clay pots could be exchanged for piles of banknotes, Wang Dequan had the audacity to put the remaining complete clay pots into his backpack.
A backpack full of clay pots is bulging.
Wang Dequan was carrying a backpack and felt itchy all over.
After scratching his arms and back a few times, Wang Dequan bowed three times to the coffin of the owner of the tomb, and muttered: "I will definitely burn more paper money for you when I go back, and I will exchange paper money for these things of yours......"
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