Chapter Twenty-Nine: Gone

I glared at him and said how far away are you from dying, don't make a noise in Lao Tzu's ear, okay? Can you shut up without talking, haven't you heard the misfortune coming out of your mouth? If you go to the grave and chew your tongue, you are not afraid of retribution?

Ge Zhuang shook the flower pants in his hand, and said that the fat master brought the magic weapon with him, and he could still be afraid of a flower girl?

I really had no way to take this dead fat man, shook my head and ignored him, put on snakeskin gloves, and glanced at the old clock, he understood, and immediately took out the machete and guarded the coffin.

Lao Zhong held the machete in his hand to prevent the corpse from demuting, and I went around to the crack where the coffin had been pushed open, reached down, and gently rubbed it beside the female corpse. Since ancient times, there has been a process in the tomb robbery, and the rule handed down from the second master's "Feng Shui Notes" is that the coffin cannot be fully opened, one is out of respect for the owner of the tomb, and the other is to prevent the corpse.

Especially this kind of evil tomb, when touching the treasure, you have to pay more attention, this female corpse has died I don't know how many years, through historical changes, alternating between the government and the opposition, but it can maintain thousands of years without rotting, and the female corpse under the sleeping Niuzigou tomb is almost the same, that tomb robbery experience, just thinking about it now makes me sweat all over my head, I don't want the same encounter to happen here.

After rubbing in the coffin for a while, I touched a layer of soft silk in my hand, and my heart moved, and I immediately started to pull it out, this silk silk was very long, fixed firmly with wooden wedges, and wrapped tightly on it.

Ge Zhuang and Lao Zhong looked at me curiously, Ge Zhuang was anxious, and said Little pumpkin, what kind of treasure is this, it's better to get it out and see!

I slowly took two steps back, put the silk silk away, placed it on the stone platform, first removed the metal wire on it, and then slowly rolled the wooden wedge, and a beautiful piece of silk silk was completely presented in front of our eyes.

The whole piece of silk was connected with gold threads, showing many different patterns, as if it were a record of the life of the owner of the tomb, and I tried to connect it into a whole, and after reading through, a poignant love story was roughly formed in my mind.

At the beginning, the Qin State waved its army to the southwest, destroyed Bashu, occupied the strategic place of Xichuan Shu County, and then set up counties here, which were managed by Li Bing. There were also many remnants of the Bashu and Shu forces that tried to overthrow the regime established by the Qin State in Shu County, including a tribe of matrilineal clans that began a years-long confrontation with Li Bing's troops.

Later, one of Li Bing's lieutenants personally led the troops to fight, fought to the core of the tribe, and signed a peace agreement with the tribal leader, but secretly fell in love with the tribal goddess. In ancient times, there was not so much red tape, and the relationship between men and women was relatively open, so they naturally "cooperated" together.

Later, this matrilineal clan tribe surrendered, and in order to consolidate its power, the Qin State ordered this tribe to pay tribute to the goddess to the palace of the Qin king.

This story sounds a little unrealistic, but according to the pattern recorded on the silk, it should be roughly like this, and behind this silk, it is also recorded that the goddess holds a sharp weapon and goes into the water with Du Wei to hunt the demon dragon.

According to the mural in the previous tomb, the reason why Shu County flooded was because there was a demon dragon raging in the upper reaches of Dujiangyan, and later a hero who killed the demon dragon was born.

Lao Zhong said that this is the case, it is no wonder that the two graves will be so close to each other, it seems that although the captain and the tribal goddess were not married, they had the fact of husband and wife, and they were recognized by the tribe, so they could be buried together after death.

However, the Qin Dynasty had the rules of the Qin Dynasty, and officials should not be buried with women of different races after death, so they came up with such a way to dig two burial pits under the same feng shui acupoint, although they are not in the same cave, but they are close to each other.

Ge Zhuangwen made a summary in a crepe manner, saying that this is really "what do you want to hope for in the same cave, his fate will be more difficult"! I can't imagine that the ancients also had such a beautiful love story, I really envy the fat man me.

I gave him a blank look and continued to turn the silk, but at the end of the silk I found a small wooden awl carved from wood, only the thickness of a thumb, densely carved with patterns, not like words, but like a road map.

I held the wooden awl firmly in my hand, and there was a glint in my eyes, which could be hidden in the coffin, and buried with the tomb owner, and was entangled by this layer of silk, so well preserved, I guess what was recorded on this wooden cone must be important information.

Ge Zhuang saw that I was stunned, so he rolled up the silk silk on the ground and put it away, opened his mouth and slammed it on, smiling happily, saying that there are still a lot of gold threads under this silk, which is estimated to be worth a lot of money.

I came over in a daze, and said with a calm face Dead fat man, do you have any historical common sense? During the Qin and Han dynasties, the smelting technology was not developed, and the so-called "gold" of the ancients was brass. He said that brass costs 30 yuan a catty, how much can the silk in your hand add up?

Ge Zhuang was not happy, saying that this is a work of art, an old object, how can it be sold as scrap iron? I said that this kind of thing, except for museums, I am afraid that no private person will accept it, and it is not worth a rotten vase. If you are brave, take it to the city museum and see how much people give you?

Not all the objects taken out of the ancient tomb can be valuable, although this silk product has deep archaeological value, but it cannot be circulated in the antique market, so the collection value is very low, of course, Chen Yun may take it as a treasure. But we are not here for archaeology, and the concerns are more practical.

Ge Zhuang smashed his mouth, and said so, the fat man thinks this silk is very good, and thinks it can be worth a lot of money, since it is worthless, he is too lazy to bring it back, so as not to be able to take it off, but he found it for Chen Yun's sister, and he will trouble me when the time comes.

As he spoke, he threw away the rolled silk silk, and hurriedly urged me to go to the coffin to touch other treasures, so I had to stand up again and cautiously approach the coffin again. Ge Zhuang couldn't wait, and scolded and said, Damn, it took so much effort, it is impossible not to touch any treasure, if you want me to see it, it is still ...... What a situation!

He began to scream in the middle of his words, which made me and Lao Zhong extremely annoyed, saying that you have swine fever in the dead fat man, don't you?

Ge Zhuang turned his head in a cold sweat and said Little pumpkin...... See, hell!

"What?" I saw that his face was blue, and his tongue was trembling as he spoke, and I quickly took two quick steps, and leaned over to the edge of the coffin to look down, and this glance was so suspenseful that I sat on the ground.

The female corpse is gone!