Chapter Fifty-Seven: Peers Are Enemies
After getting rid of those rats, let's continue to walk forward, in fact, the front is the main tomb, and the location where Xiao Wang and I were before should be regarded as a partial tomb, and the main tomb is completely in two directions.
I was actually quite curious about what was in the bronze coffin in the waterhole of the tomb, but I remember that I stepped on it all the time, and the liquid egg on my pants got on it.
Of course, now I can only accompany Bai Wenliu into the main tomb to have a look, anyway, the entire tomb of Chen Daoren has been accurately excavated by us with excavation machinery and precision instruments, and I am not in a hurry.
There is no door between the main tomb and the outer corridor, and in order to ensure that the layout of the main tomb and the cultural relics that may exist inside are not greatly damaged, the rest of the entire tomb has been opened, but there is no here.
The searchlights went first, and several staff members went in first to set up the lights, and Lao Bai and I walked in.
The layout of the main burial chamber is actually very simple, the feet are blue bricks, the center is a sarcophagus, and there are some bottles and jars on the edges of both sides, which look shabby, but the lamps on the walls of the main burial chamber are all gold and silverware, and these things alone are already worth a lot of money, which is enough to show that the tomb owner who built this tomb was "not bad for money".
People who have no money are low-key and called shabby,
It is a virtue for rich people to keep a low profile.
Of course, this also means that Chen Daoren is likely to bring his real tomb and real treasure to be buried with Yang Guifei.
The coffin was opened, and it was obviously not completely closed when it was closed, I see that Bai Wenliu is so calm, it should have been opened when he entered the tomb before, and the embroidered shoes should have been taken out of the coffin.
"Master, did you say that there is also a tomb, which is located in the southwest corner?" Lao Bai asked me.
"Yes, there it is."
"Let's go there."
Some people were left to start collecting the cultural relics, and Lao Bai, me, and Xiaoqu went to that location.
Each location has a different team of people who are responsible for the work of the artefacts, which is to complete the rescue of the artifacts as quickly as possible, and the early filing and labeling will also ensure that no one else will fish in troubled waters.
The originally closed Zhu Gate was still there, and it continued to be closed, and this time we didn't go down, but went up the slope on one side and went around the other.
The burial chamber is already semi-open, and there are several slopes where simple steps are arranged to facilitate the movement of artifacts up and down.
I still remember the despair and struggle mentality when I and Xiao Wang were trapped here, and now, of course, I can't feel it.
The water in the waterhole was also drained, but the eight chains still pulled the bronze coffin and suspended it in mid-air, and the height was not very exaggerated, only three or four meters.
"Eight dragons lock the coffin." Xiaoqu muttered to himself.
"No, this is the pattern of Kowloon's coffin." Bai Wenliu stretched out his hand and pointed to the chain that connected the bronze door, "The ninth chain is this one. ”
"What does this mean?" I asked.
"It means that the existence in this tomb was forcibly sealed here by the owner of the tomb, and it is usually the enemy of the owner of the tomb." Bai Wenliu explained to me, "Master, tombs with this pattern are generally very dangerous, because even if you die, you have to be buried with your enemies, and you can continue to torture your enemies by lying in the ground. ”
I nodded, indicating that I understood.
"The coffin lid is badly damaged." Lao Bai looked at a construction worker walking beside him.
"I stepped on it." I'm afraid that Lao Bai will reprimand others and admit it directly.
"So, what's in there?" Hearing that I stepped on it, Lao Bai didn't say anything anymore.
"I don't know, it's like egg white, crunchy." I tried to organize the language as best I could.
"Open the coffin and take a look." Lao Bai proposed.
Soon, several construction workers came down together, and they were directing the mechanical equipment above to lower the hook.
"Director, what about the chains?" A construction worker asked.
"Cut them off." Bai Wenliu looked very crisp.
Then it was time for the workers to get busy, and when it was almost finished, Lao Bai and I returned to it first.
At this time, the sarcophagus had been transported, and the bronze coffin was slowly coming up under the pull of the chains and cranes.
When it was removed, the gloved Lao Bai did not hesitate to put his hand in, and when he withdrew it, the viscous liquid like egg yolk appeared on his glove.
Xiaoqu was shining a flashlight on the side.
"Open the coffin."
Xiaoqu shook his head as he spoke, the flashlight observation pattern was still too small.
Lao Bai and Xiaoqu personally got started, and the technical work of opening the coffin is not as good as that of ordinary archaeological team builders, because they are inexperienced, and they often damage the things inside when they open the coffin.
If it was a person in the tomb, it didn't matter, but now that the top of the tomb has been dug up, and the coffin has been moved, it means that there are conditions to carefully tidy it up now.
Lao Bai and Xiaoqu originally wanted to open the coffin according to the traditional method, but I don't know if it was because I had broken part of the coffin lid before or because the bronze coffin was actually very hard, in short, Lao Bai and Xiaoqu's method at the beginning did not work, and then they began to directly use tools to break the coffin lid little by little.
I stood by and watched, in fact, I wanted to ask if this was not destroying cultural relics?
But I still didn't ask, I have always subconsciously felt that Lao Bai and Xiaoqu are more professional than me, in fact, I guess that the two of them may be stimulated by the tomb of Yang Guifei, and they don't care about the so-called cultural relics of this level at the moment, or because they are purely because their peers are mortal enemies.
Lao Bai's order to dig the tomb directly,
Xiaoqu took his men with flamethrowers to burn tree roots and rats,
This style of going down and tidying up the tomb is completely contrary to their usual cautious style,
It's even a bit of a deliberate "rough hand".
You can't say they did anything wrong, but they could have done it better and more detailed, but they didn't, and there's something wrong with it.
possible
Or is it because I don't have a strong sense of belonging to Faqiu Tianguan?
afterward
I figured out what the reason was.
Chen Daoren is the leader of the generation in the history of the mountain movers.
In fact, in history, the descendants of the sects such as Faqiu Yimen, Touching Jin, Moving Mountains, and Removing Ling Lux have faced off in the ancient tombs or fought and framed for the ownership and search of the ancient tombs.
Therefore, as the contemporary heirs of the Faqiu Sect, whether it is Lao Bai or Xiaoqu, it is estimated that there is not much willingness in their hearts to pick up the tomb of their former leader for the mountain movers.
"Click............"
The coffin lid was knocked off completely,
I leaned over and took a look.
found out that it was not an egg yolk inside,
It's a huge black spider,
And the spider's belly has been trampled on by me,
The yellow pus almost condensed into a small sink at the bottom of the bronze coffin.