The work card is a blue booklet with two pages and four sides. On the first side, there is an introduction from the National Institute of Archaeology, on the second and third sides, on the same plane, with my photo and job information, in addition to the code and ID number, and on the last page is my work history. The information on this work document is extremely detailed and can be used as an identity card to some extent.

After reading it carefully, the conductor waved his hand at the police next to him, signaling them to remove the beam of the wolf's eye flashlight from our faces, and said with a smile: "No wonder you know so much about ancient corpses, it turns out that you are an archaeological expert from Beijing. ”

I symbolically humbled a few words: "I don't dare to be an expert, but after working in the archaeological research institute for so many years, I still have a little research on tomb feng shui and ancient tomb corpses." ”

Previously, several merchants who collected raccoon dog skins saw the train conductor and the police interrogating us as if they were interrogating suspects, and they came over to watch the excitement. Now I see the conductor so polite, I know that I am bored, and I am a little embarrassed to stand aside.

The black bull's face darkened, and he shouted to the small-eyed merchant: "What's the matter, you want to come and sit?" ”

The small-eyed merchant hurriedly laughed and said, "No, no, you are busy, ...... you are busy" After that, he pulled a few other people back to his bunk and muttered to his companions: "The director and the section chief of the research institute, it seems that the background of these people is not simple, let's not provoke it." ”

My tactics of changing from passive to active seemed to have worked, and the conductor and the police officer had let our guard down, and politely invited me to get off the train, so that I could help identify the archaeological value of the ancient coffin and the female corpse, so that they could report it to their superiors.

The people in the carriage were noisy and stuffy, and I just wanted to go down to breathe, so I promised the conductor, put on my shoes at the moment, and prepared to beckon the black cow to the door.

The black bull grabbed me: "If you want to go down, do you still need to squeeze to the head of the carriage?" Isn't there a ready-made door in front of us? As he spoke, he pressed the window frame of the train with one hand and turned over neatly sideways.

The young policeman who had been frightened to the ground by the female corpse had just stood up, and was splashed on his body by the mud stirred up by the black bull falling to the ground, and he was startled again, shouting and avoiding a long distance.

I was about to jump from the window like a black bull, and as soon as my two hands grabbed the edge of the window, Gao Moli suddenly sat up, looked at me, and calmly admonished: "Pay attention to the female corpse." ”

I was stunned for a moment, turned my head and whispered, "What's wrong with the female corpse?" ”

"It's weird." Gao Moli glanced out the window and said slowly, "Pay attention." ”。

I wanted to ask him a few more words, but Hei Niu stood on the stone pile, took a policeman's flashlight and shook it at me, and said, "Lao Su, you are too ink, don't tell me at such a short distance that you dare not jump down." ”

"Who wouldn't dare, look at me, I'll give you the perfect show of hands!" With that, I pressed my hands on the edge of the window, ready to jump over like a martial arts master on TV. However, at the moment of jumping, his arms could not bear the weight of his body, and he bent himself. The whole person lost my balance, and I fell straight towards the gap between the body and the stone pile like a sack thrown from the wall.

"Oh my God! Are you going to wrestle, or are you going to retreat? The black bull quickly reached out and pulled me up before I fell into the crack.

Just as my face was about to touch the rocks, I caught a glimpse of a pair of feet walking across the railroad tracks, wearing black cloth shoes, much smaller than ordinary people's feet, and my heart trembled: these are like a pair of women's feet!

Hei Niu pulled me up, laughed a few words, and the middle-aged police officer politely excused me: "Teacher Su is already a skilled person among cultural people." ”

I didn't have the heart to talk to them, so I snatched the wolf's eye from the black bull's hand, and hurriedly looked down, only to see that the feet on the other side of the track had disappeared! There are only two mud spots on the sunken wood of the track, which look like footprints and like they have been thrown off by a sliding rock.

I wondered: Did you just see a dazzle?

"Lao Su, did you drop something?" The black bull leaned down and whispered.

"No, I just saw someone walking from the other side, and now it's gone." With that, I stood up and asked the middle-aged policeman, "Is there anyone patrolling the other side?" ”

The middle-aged policeman replied: "No, we have a little manpower on the train, the conductor stays on the train to maintain order, the conductor goes to the train to report the accident to his superiors, and the remaining four of us are here." ”

"Maybe I was stunned just now." The black bull didn't think so, and impatiently pulled me to see the coffin.

I knew that he was thinking about the funeral goods in the coffin, so I secretly admonished: "Control your hands, and don't take anything, lest anything go wrong!" ”

The black bull nodded again and again, came to the exposed half-lacquered coffin, and beckoned the police to use brute force to move the wooden coffin.

I told them not to waste their efforts, the mud and sand on it weighed thousands of pounds, to say the least, and the coffin would not be moved under any circumstances. I took a flashlight to the upside-down coffin, and found that the coffin was covered with red paint, part of the paint had fallen off, and the coffin was faintly painted with auspicious patterns such as cranes and auspicious clouds, and there were also some symbols similar to oracle bones, I don't know what it meant.

The black bull knelt on his knees, lay on the ground and turned his head to look at the situation in the coffin, muttering: "It seems to be a poor master, there are a few broken porcelain bottles in the coffin, and they are broken, and they can't even be exchanged for a baked cake!" ”

I was afraid that the police would be suspicious again, so I hurriedly kicked him and corrected: "It's also worth researching, it's porcelain, how can it be compared with baked cakes!" ”

The police officer haha: "What this expert said is right, just like a bowl, when it is good, it is a bowl, which can hold water and porridge, but once it is broken, it is a pile of broken porcelain ballast, which is useless." ”

I thought to myself, it's really like a mountain, these people don't understand the meaning of antiques at all. If this was heard by an old scholar like Professor Kang, he would have to vomit blood. However, in this way, I also save a lot of trouble, and the so-called investigation and research only need to be seen and dealt with.

There wasn't much to be found on the coffin, so we went to see the woman's body.

Before I got closer, I suddenly noticed a flash of light on the ground, and I quickly looked over and saw a one-inch square jade cicada lying on the rock. The jade cicada is crystal clear, like ice crystals floating with green silk!

I couldn't help but be shocked: Is this the tongue-depressor jade in the mouth of the female corpse? Why the hell did it fall out?