Chapter 133: Notes

The essence of the Zibuyu Tomb is a thirteen-story stupa, and the location we are in at the moment is the fourth layer of the stupa. Zhou Boren ordered: Continue to open the fifth floor and find out!

Uncle Yang, who was proficient in the mechanism, lay on the ground, bent a wire, and with a crisp loud sound, the big copper lock on the fourth layer was finally opened. Feng Erbiao, who had the greatest strength, stepped forward and grabbed the handle of the sealing door, and the double bear's arms and muscles soared, and then he shouted loudly, and pulled violently, and the sealing door on the fifth floor of the pagoda was opened by him with a bang!

Er Biao lay on the ground, put his head into the sealed door, and after scanning back and forth, he retracted his head again, then nodded to us, and said seriously: "There is no danger, you can enter!" ”

Zhou Boren nodded in understanding, beckoned to everyone, and called: "Go, go to the tomb!" ”

With Zhou Boren's order, everyone didn't say a word, one after another jumped from the door, in my experience, generally at this time, everyone will burst out of exclamations, what "", "God", "this is impossible" and so on, just like the shallots in the vegetable market, don't want money.

But this time it was very strange.

After everyone entered the fifth layer, no one exclaimed, but they all froze in place. What's going on? I threw myself at the entrance of the cave and shouted, "What's the situation? What's in the fifth floor? ”

Pudding Mei was holding a "stone ball" that looked like a rugby ball in her arms, and the heroine in the imitator Huiyuan Kidney Treasure advertisement sighed to us: "It seems that Mr. Zibuyu has been hollowed out by us, and there is nothing of value in the fifth layer, except for a few such stone balls, there are some messy debris left." ”

The old man and I lay at the entrance of the cave, looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and jumped into the door. After I stood firm, I looked up, and I couldn't help but be disappointed, this fifth floor was really very "barren", just like my family's utility room, all in tatters at a glance, and there was not a single hard item.

The old man seemed to be unwavering in China's burial system, he firmly believed in the basic principle of "the closer to the owner of the tomb, the higher the value of the burial goods", he quickly walked to the side of the pudding, picked up the "stone ball" in her hand and looked at it carefully, because the light was dim just now, the old man could not see what the stone ball was, and at this moment, he finally saw it clearly......

The old man was holding the "stone ball" in his hand, and everyone looked at him, and he showed a very strange look at the moment, it was a dumb smile after a great consternation, he raised his head, and held back a smile, and said to us: "Guess what this thing is, who can guess it, my old man invited him to eat roast duck for a year." ”

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, no one can guess what this "stone ball" is, my personality itself is a little impatient, the old man did this, it made me even more itchy, I urged him: "Old man, don't buy it, tell us quickly, what is this stone ball?" Couldn't it be a rough diamond? ”

The old man smiled: "Diamonds? Hahaha...... It's 10,000 times rarer than a diamond! ”

Everyone looked at each other and asked in confusion, "Really?" What the hell is this? ”

The old man said happily: "This thing looks like a stone, but in fact it is a fruit, this is a pumpkin!" ”

Everyone exclaimed in unison: "Pumpkin? ”

Speaking of pumpkins, it's really a child's motherlessness, it's a long story...... Since ancient times, from the emperor and the generals to the common people, no matter who it is, they have never heard of "watermelon", "winter melon" and "pumpkin", but no one has ever heard of "pumpkin". ”

The old man said that this thing is 10,000 times rarer than diamonds, this sentence is really not a casual metaphor, according to legend, the Queen Mother of the West in the Nine Heavens loves to collect the treasures of the Three Realms in her life, and she has a palace dedicated to storing treasures, called: Wu Wantang.

Wu Wan expressed a sense of regret for the Queen Mother of the West. It means that she has collected 9,999 treasures, but she will never be missing the last one. What is the treasure that the Queen Mother of the West has made up less than "10,000"? It's a pumpkin! So you can imagine how rare this pumpkin is.

Pumpkin?

After listening to the old man's explanation, not to mention a few of our young people, even Zhou Boren's jaw was about to fall in shock, as the director of the Institute of Unsolved Mysteries in China, what rare things have he never seen? Can be a ...... of pumpkin He hadn't even heard of it.

Zhou Boren asked the old man: "Is this really fruit?" Is it to be handled with care? No...... It won't break, right? ”

The old man smiled: "It's okay, the shell of the pumpkin is very hard, you don't have to be so nervous." ”

Zhou Boren wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a sigh of relief: "Everyone, don't stare at the pumpkin, hurry up, and check what else is on this fifth layer." ”

After Zhou Boren gave an order, we who couldn't take our eyes off the pumpkin had no choice but to scatter and work first. The group scattered and continued to investigate in the fifth layer. We searched the tomb for more than half an hour, and during this time, we found several things, which can be described as more embarrassing than the other, and the hard goods in the fifth layer of the tomb can be said to be more embarrassing, and I estimate that any one can shock a large number of large collectors at home and abroad.

I turned over a few bricks in a wooden cabinet with the words "Mengnu Stone" engraved on them. I asked the old lad what is this? The old man said that this is the brick on the Great Wall that Meng Jiangnu cried down back then, this brick is quite legendary, the collection value is extremely high, and now there are only three pieces in the British Museum and the National Palace Museum in Taipei, which are very rare.

At the end of the pudding found a small stupa made of gold, this small stupa was about the height of a cigarette erected, divided into two layers, one layer placed a petal, the petal was pink, and it did not wither for thousands of years. On the second floor is a human finger bone, which is black and yellow.

Uncle Lao Yang looked at the small golden stupa that Pudding Mei picked up, and the old face suddenly showed a touch of turbulent excitement, and he shouted at Zhou Boren: "Director, come and see, is this the one we have been looking for for many years and have not found?" "Oh my God, it's here!"

When everyone heard Uncle Yang's shout, and when they heard that there were hard goods coming in, they all ran over excitedly, and Uncle Zhou was even more tearful, because he had been looking for this thing almost all his life.

Legend has it that in the forty-ninth year of Shakyamuni's teachings, before he passed away at the age of eighty-one, he called his disciples to the front of the hall, and did not speak, but just picked a petal at will. All the disciples were dumbfounded, but only the eldest disciple Gaye understood and smiled slightly. The Buddha said, "Gaya, you can pass on my mantle." This is the story of "the Buddha plucked the flowers, and the leaves smiled".

After the death of the Buddha, Ka Ye found the finger bone of the Buddha when he was holding flowers in the ashes after cremation, and sealed the Buddha finger relics and the petals that were plucked together in a golden stupa. Zhou Boren has been looking for it all his life, but he didn't expect to find it in the Zibuyu Tomb today!

Just when all of us were amazed, Gu Nianxia seemed to have found something on his side!

He found a strange white porcelain bottle with three beautiful words written on it: Regret Medicine.

I was stunned and asked, "Regret medicine?" Really? Does this thing really exist? ”

The old man laughed and said: "I didn't expect Zi Buyu to even have this thing, this regret medicine is also called Xuwang Wine, which is the earliest collection in our Chinese history." ”

According to the old man, the so-called regret medicine was real in early China, but it was different from the regret medicine we imagined, in essence, it was just a kind of wine.

Regret medicine, also called King Wine.

Legend has it that when the king of the Xuan Dynasty Daji was tyrannical and unreasonable, set up the "Wine Pond Meat Forest" night and night sheng song, after the death of the King of Zhou, his body happened to fall into the wine pool where he was having fun with Daji day and night, and the wine in this pool was later smuggled away and sold by a waiter named "Qin Qi" around King Wu of Zhou. The wine merchant gave this batch of wine a name, and it was called: regret medicine.

The wine pond meat forest of the king has always been talked about, who doesn't want to taste the wine in the pool? Being able to collect a pot of this wine and put it at home and talk about it with friends became a novel way for the nobles at that time to "show off their wealth".

This time we finally got it.

The first layer of the stupa is yellow bark grass.

The second layer is gold.

The third layer is jade.

The fourth layer is medicinal herbs.

And this fifth layer is a rare treasure.

Sure enough, as the old man said, the further down here, the higher the value of the funeral goods. At this moment, everyone couldn't wait to open the sixth layer to find out. Uncle Lao Yang smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go pick the lock!" ”

Uncle Lao Yang bent a wire and lay on the ground to open the lock, but at this time, his face suddenly changed, he froze, he carefully picked up a white thing from the copper lock, and said nervously to everyone: "There is a note on the copper lock!" ”

Note?

We hurriedly asked him, "What is written on it?" ”

Uncle Lao Yang trembled and said, "A line of words is written on this note: This road is hell ahead." ”

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